N: Hello, it's Dathi De Nogla here today, and Vanoss isn't here to do the intro because we all need some spotlight for once, right?
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B: So, just so were clear, we're trying to update Gohan's Escapade, but we're at a stuck place, so we apologize if you are angry.
T: We will try to get it update ASAP, but we don't know how to continue it from here. If we can get some ideas, please review. No PM's, review. Also, just in case you want to know how Jake knew about the weakness, last night, before they all went to sleep, Ben pulled a bit of a prank by tugging on it, which sapped all of Jake's power. I forgot to add that in the last chapter, but now you know.
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Chapter 15: Recruitment
"W... what?"
All Jake could see was black. But, why was everything black? Was he in a dreamscape? Or did Bardock decide to speak with him again?
Then, every bit of black space slowly turned into what could be an imaginary scene, at least, that's what he thought. He saw himself, but his muscles where much more defined, and the same went for Ben. Gwen and Dora were there too, along with Piccolo and two others who Jake didn't know. On the other side were two well-built men as well, one of them was a giant in size, and while the other one was a little bit smaller, he was much stronger. Standing in front of them were four little green abominations, which Jake had no idea what they were, but each being on the battlefield were darting their eyes back and forth, watching a battle, which soon finished as a blue energy beam went straight for the ground, and formed a crater.
Yamcha had now defeated one of the Saibamen.
"Not again," the tall giant known as Nappa complained as Yamcha turned to them, smirking. "Hah, it looks like these little Saibamen of yours aren't nearly as powerful as you made them out to be," Yamcha mocked. "I'll save my friends the trouble and take care of the last four by myself."
For some reason, the spiky-haired Saiyan chuckled. "Not that, I would like to see. Too bad I won't get the chance." Then, out of nowhere, the same one Yamcha had just defeated had grabbed on tight to him, in a somewhat full-nelson, much to the other's shock.
"Get... off!" Yamcha growled, trying to get the Saibamen off him, but he couldn't. The smaller Saiyan knew what it was doing, and grinned deviously. Then, it glowed a bright white, and self-destructed, taking Yamcha with it.
Jake had witnessed the whole thing, as his entire surrounding was now white. Just what was that scene? Did it have to do with the Saiyans? Did this mean they couldn't win? No! No matter what, Jake knew they would win. They just had to! Soon, his vision started to get blurry, and everything became black for him.
A day has passed since the events with Raditz occurred.
At this moment, Kame House was a little crowded at this moment to say the very least. Oolong was still watching television, mumbling to himself, Bulma was trying to make some modifications to the scouter with Chuck Thorndyke, both Krillin and Master Roshi were asleep on the couch, along with the turtle on the floor, Peter Pan was upstairs, simply thinking to himself while Max was doing the same thing standing outside, not near the door of the house, but at the other side. Dora's parents were taken back to Station Square to break the word to the rest of the residents and visitors of the Thorndyke Mansion, while Sam as stated before, had some work to do back at the Station Square Police Department.
By now, Bulma and Chuck were done fixing the scouter so it could show the language they were familiar with. "There, that should do it," Bulma said as she placed the scouter on her eye and notified her friends. "Hey guys! Hop to it, I think we got it working!"
None of them woke up. Each one of them were still sleeping, not counting Oolong still on the television. Bulma was now begging to grow very agitated, and a few seconds later, multiple gunshots were heard, scaring everyone, and even the seagulls as they flocked away from the roof of the house.
Roshi and Krillin were wide awake, after being shot countless times, even though it didn't affect them, it still stung. Oolong was hiding under the table, Chuck's eyes were wide open at the shock of what Bulma actually did, but he was more surprised that the two martial artists weren't injured at all, or didn't have a single ounce of blood escaping from them. Peter Pan ran downstairs while Max jumped inside the house, wondering what just happened.
"Listen, we have been up all night, and I am a little bit irritable right now so you do not want to get on my bad side this morning!" Bulma yelled, putting away the gun and throwing off what seemed to be a robe after working all night with Chuck.
"Don't you think that was a little too extreme?!" Chuck hollered, as Bulma didn't seem to give a damn. "Oh, please. Do you see any of them in pain!? No, I don't think so!"
"But... you SHOT them nonetheless!" Max yelled. Bulma was not having any of this as she was almost near grabbing her gun again and aiming it towards Max, but controlled herself.
"Whatever. Now, let's try this again, hop to it guys," Bulma ordered Krillin and Master Roshi moving her finger up and down, while the two bald-headed fighters had no idea exactly what Bulma wanted them to do. "Uhh… hop where?" Master Roshi asked.
"Come on, stand up so I can put this baby through it's cases." Just like that, Krillin and Master Roshi stood up, while Bulma checked each of their individual power levels with her modified scouter, which now showed text they all could understand. "We change the characters in display to make it easier to read."
Master Roshi's current power level had now been calculated as the scouter showed the number 139. "Huh, 139."
"One thirty... Bulma, I'm pretty sure I'm much older than that," Roshi stated pointing a finger to himself as Chuck corrected the fellow elder. "It's not your age, it's your strength, your power level or whatever. Plus, 139 seems good enough for someone over 200 years old." They had all been acquainted with everyone last night and knew everything about each other. Krillin and Master Roshi of course, believed them, as they had been through crazy things as well. They were surprised at the age of Master Roshi, but when your grandchildren are alien heroes, this would probably be expected.
"I don't know which hurts worse. The lousy power level, or the commentary that goes with it."
Excited, Krillin jumped onto the couch and begged Bulma for his power level to be checked. "Okay, okay, Bulma, my turn! What's my number Bulma!?" Bulma then pressed the red button on the scouter and this was the number that appeared.
206.
"How 'bout that? 206," Bulma said.
"Hey, I'm stronger than you! The student has surpassed the master!" Krillin boasted as Master Roshi was stunned, believing the readings were off, but this was Bulma Briefs, one of the most smartest minds in the universe. "Hold on! You're sure you fixed it!?"
"Not to brag, but I am sort of a wiz at this stuff," Bulma said as Chuck complained. "Hey, I helped too, you know. You should at least give me some credit. And, just curious, without these powers, what would say be the average power level of a normal Earthling?"
Bulma turned around a bit and decided to check for herself and scanned Chuck. After a few seconds, the number came out as 6.
"Well, I would definitely say under 20, since yours is 6 and you don't really train that much," Bulma said.
"HEY!"
A voice was heard outside and it was a quite overweight man with small, beady black eyes, long and untidy black hair, as well as an obi and a katana attached to it. Krillin went to open the door, only to scold him.
"Yeah, hey yourself. Who is that, you ever heard of knocking?" Krillin was now facing the man who was still staring at him, and replied coldly. "Shut up."
After taking a better look at the man with the katana, Krillin's memory sparked up. "Hey, I remember you now! You're, uh... umm..." Unfortunately, his memory didn't spark up enough to remember the visitor's name. "What was your name again?"
"YOU KNOW DAMN WELL IT'S YAJIROBE, NOW QUIT ASKING STUPID QUESTIONS!" he yelled. Bulma, Oolong, Master Roshi, Max, Chuck and Peter walked up as well, with the two just wondering who this was, and this caught Yajirobe's eye. "Hey, what the hell is this? You having a party or something?"
"What, no! Look, they're just visitors for the moment, what do you want, Yajirobe?" Krillin asked.
"Korin told me to tell you to come to the tower for special training," Yajirobe announced. Now, Max and Peter weren't sure of who Korin was, but they decided to save the questions for later, but Krillin was a bit surprised that the white cat living somewhere under Kami's Lookout would ask for them. "Wait, as in THE Korin?" Krillin asked.
(Dragon Ball Z Kai OST: Kame House Plays)
Immediately, Yajirobe put on his best imitation of Korin, and starting imitating the white cat. "Hey, look at me, I'm know-it-all Korin. Yeah, that's the guy and he wants you to bring Yamcha, and Ten-somebody and uh... Chaou-whatever." He didn't even bother trying to remember their names.
"Oh, you mean Tien and Chiaotzu, right?" Krillin finished.
"Not me?" Roshi asked, disappointed he wasn't called for training. Yajirobe responded bitterly as he wasn't the nice kind of person, but meant well. "Did I say you? Just get over to the tower and stuff." He crossed arms. "I'm training with you too."
"What!? You're training with us!?" Yajirobe didn't usually fight a lot and was deemed to be quite a bit lazy, but he wasn't doing this by his own free will. "Yeah, crazy huh? I told Korin there's no way I'm fighting these stupid aliens and he went through the roof. I thought he was gonna kill me."
"Wow... and sounds like we don't have a choice." Krillin still had the same surprised look on his face. Having enough of this, Yajirobe turned back around and prepared to leave the island on the car he came in. "You don't. Well at least I did, but I don't care so do whatever you want."
Yajirobe stopped walking the second he was next to his car, as he just remembered one last thing to inform them of. "Oh, wait. I almost forgot. Don't wish those two kids back to life with the Dragon Balls until the Saiyans arrive four months from now."
Chuck immediately ran outside in front of Yajirobe, demanding an explanation. "And why should we wait to bring my grandson back to life? He is returning to life immediately the minute these Dragon Balls have been located and collected."
Peter Pan ran up as well, as this was one of his best friends they were speaking off as well. "Yeah, that's one of my friends you're talking about! I'm not gonna let her stay dead! Not when we have a way to bring them back!"
"Oh, shut it, you nimrods," Yajirobe sneered. "I wasn't even finished yet. They're both supposed to be doing some special training by the gods, or something like that. Some lady named Baba is supposed to come by and tell you the rest, so just ask her." He then hopped into his car and started it's engine.
Chuck and Peter were actually impressed. Were those two worthy to actually be trained by gods? Well, if it was gonna help them defeat the Saiyans, then they guessed they could wait a bit.
"Oh, and in case you didn't know, one of the kids that died was the son of some movie star. I think her name was Lindsey Fair, or something like that."
Yajirobe then speed off quickly, yelling, "Later, losers!" But the other still had questions about Baba, who was Master Roshi's sister, actually coming. But Krillin wanted to know who Lindsey Fair was, and sighed. "Well, at least we won't have to be training with Piccolo, that's for sure."
(OST Ends)
Krillin decided now was as good as any time to leave he decided to say goodbye to the rest. "Well, since I'm gonna be training, I might as well leave now, and get the others. I'll see you guys later," he said, but caught a glance at Master Roshi, who seemed to be drooling, a lot, drifting off into space.
"Uhh, sir. Are you there?" Max tried waving his hand around Roshi's face a couple of times to get his attention, but it proved ineffective, but he kept drooling like a mindless person, and out of nowhere, Master Roshi quickly grabbed Krillin and pulled him closer to his face.
"Krillin?! Do you have any idea who Lindsey Fair is?"
"Eh... just some movie star Yajirobe mentioned?"
Master Roshi grumbled, very disappointed with how Krillin didn't know about the beauty named Lindsey Fair. "No, not JUST some movie star you nitwit! Come with me."
Roshi grabbed Krillin and dragged him upstairs, with Bulma following who was curious as to what Master Roshi was going to do, not that it wasn't surprising enough. The old creep had plenty of magazines about girls, dirty or not. She also didn't have enough knowledge of the said movie star. Realizing something else, she turned to Chuck. "Wait a minute, what was your last name?"
"Uh, Chuck Thorndyke."
Bulma put her hand under her chin and started to rub, trying to recall where she heard the name Throndyke, and she finally remembered. "Oh, right! Chris Thorndyke, that's the name of the boy who died, correct!?"
"Please, don't mention it that way," Chuck was still somber after failing to save Chris from Raditz, and he felt as if it was his fault a bit his grandson wasn't alive. But now, he was training with his friend, ready for the next Saiyans to arrive.
"Well, I suppose I'd better see what Roshi's going to do." Chuck pretty much needed to investigate, seeing as how Lindsey was his daughter-in-law. Upstairs inside the Kame House, after reaching the top room, Roshi threw Krillin onto the floor and started wrecking the place to find what he was looking for. Meanwhile, Krillin was rubbing his butt after a rough landing with the others following.
"What exactly are you looking for, Roshi?" Max questioned as the said old pervert found a pink magazine and lifted it up in the air. "Ah, here it is."
He flipped through the pages, found the page he was looking for, and showed it to Krillin. It was a picture of Chris's mother, Lindsey Fair, wearing a white sunhat. Krillin blushed from seeing her beautiful appearance. "Oh, that Lindsey Fair!"
"Don't you get it? Lindsey Fair is the most hottest, most beautiful movie star ever! It's almost been my life's dream to meet such a hot movie star such as her. I don't even remember her modeling in bathing suits before."
He imagined Lindsey modeling in bathing suits, as he laughed like crazy, before Chuck Thorndyke walked up to him.
"You do realize this is my daughter-in-law your speaking of." Roshi immediately paused his laughter, and nothing was said. Krillin rapidly shook his head to snap himself out of it and crossed his arms with his eyes closed. "Yeah, Master Roshi. Wth all due respect, isn't she kinda married to that Nelson Thorndyke guy?"
Master Roshi didn't answer. "Master Roshi?"
Krillin opened his eyes and turned to Master Roshi. A sweatdrop appeared behind Krillin's head once he saw Roshi drooling and staring off into space, with the others simply looking in disappointment, and Oolong walking up, trying to slap him out of his trance.
"Well... I guess I better get going now." Not wanting to deal with this, Krillin awkwardly walked away, to get the rest of his friends to train with him.
Two Saiyans were seen chomping and gulping down large quantities of food.
Chris was still in the middle of his first exercise while Izzy was still yet to start her own. One thing they both learned about Saiyans is that they required large amounts of food, since they use up so much energy. But it almost looked like they had no manners while gulping down their food, but they tried their best to refrain themselves from acting like pigs.
King Kai just watched as the two children gorged themselves. I can't believe the way these two just wolf it down. These two are going to eat me out of house and home.
Chris then what looked like two dumplings out of King Kai's bag and chewed on both of them. "Hey, are you trying to eat everything I have!?"
"No, I was just saving that for dessert," Chris said as he was chewing on his food.
"You're kidding, right?" King Kai questioned, only to see all the bowls were empty on the table, and Chris was on the floor with Izzy, both with full bellies, stuffed with food.
"That hit the spot!" Izzy said. "It wasn't as tasty as I thought it would be, but beggars can't be choosers."
"Wow, that's gratitude for ya," King Kai mumbled. "You could try showing some respect. You both are guests of my home, ya know."
"Well, yeah, but don't you ever get bored with this place, living here all by yourself?" Izzy wondered. "It's such a tiny little world."
King Kai simply took a look around, not fazed by the question as it was to be expected at some point. "Ah, youth. To the enlightened mind, this tiny little world contains a whole universe of fascinating diversions."
Somehow, King Kai got a magnifying glass and used it on the grass. "For example, I can marvel at the vastness of the bright pink sky. But the most recent hobby I've taken out..." he banged a hand on his red car. "...touring around in this baby." Immediately, he got in the car, and drove it around the planet, in one lap. "That was fun."
Chris and Izzy looked flabbergasted, but now training was about to resume again. "Break time's over! Back to monkey chasing! That is of course, unless you've both changed your mind about me training you in martial arts."
"Oh, our minds haven't changed one bit," Chris said ready to resume his exercise. While he was still uncomfortable, he got a little bit used to the tenfold gravity of the planet. The same went for Izzy. It seemed they would be ready for the real thing in no time, but they were wrong.
"Oh, I almost forgot!" Both Chris and Izzy were confused. Chris still had his training to complete. Was there going to be another challenge during it? Then, King Kai came out with what looked like a martial arts gi. It looked very similar to the suit King Kai war, along with the symbol, and once he dropped them, they made a loud crash, shocking the heck out of the two.
"Before you go tearing off Chris, I want you to put on these weighted clothes on. It'll help you get more out of it that way."
"Weighted clothes? But... won't that slow us down? I can barely run as it is! If I put these clothes on, I won't stand a chance! Then it'll take longer for me to catch Bubbles!" Chris wanted to get this over with as soon as possible so they could immediately starting with their training, but these were the hardships they were going to have to encounter.
"Well, would you both like to know a secret? The world where the Saiyans came from, had roughly the same gravity as here. To them, what I've asked of you would be a walk in the park!"
Again, both the children were dumbfounded. If what King Kai said was true, then the gravity on their home planet Earth would be nothing to the Saiyans. "How else do you think they've built themselves up? Not to say that's all there is to it, of course. You see, Saiyans are born with an innate ability to fight. Almost a sixth sense for battle of you will. That's what makes them so remarkably dangerous."
Chris and Izzy took a look at each other and nodded. They both knew there would be nothing to worry about. "Hey, no worries King Kai. After all, we're Saiyans, too." They both wiggled their tails a bit, showing proof.
King Kai never paid attention to their tails, so he thought they were just some sort of accessory. Now he knew why Chris and Izzy ate so much food. "Wow... I guess that means the both of you are dangerous in your own right..."
At night, a baseball game was going down at Diamond Stadium. It was the Diamonds versus the Taitans. A Diamond player pitched the ball at the batter, but the Taitan batter swung and missed. Over by the Taitans's dugout, one of the players was sitting on the bench with his hat over his eyes. This was Yamcha, who had long hair, a long scar over his left eye, as well as an X-shaped scar on the right side of his face. Next to him was his best friend Puar, who seemed to be a blue furry animal that had the features of both a cat and rabbit. While Yamcha was sitting at the benches, his cat friend floated up to him.
"What's up, Puar?" Yamcha asked, wondering what his friend wanted.
"Gee, I thought you were snoozing. Aren't you nervous about winning the game?" Puar asked concerned, but Yamcha relaxed a little more, as it seemed to him there was nothing to worry about. "What's there to be nervous about? This is all too easy. Seems like every time I step up to the play, I hit a home run."
"Yeah, but that's a good thing, isn't it?" Puar wondered.
"I'm a fighter, Puar. I'm not a... ball player."
"Don't talk like that! Fighting doesn't pay the rent, Yamcha! You have to make money somehow!" Puar exclaimed, concerned. Yamcha covered his eyes with his cap. Meanwhile, the Diamond's pitcher landed a hard ball on the Taitan's new batter.
"Hey, Yamcha!" the manager of the Taitan's called as he rushed behind Yamcha to rub his shoulders. "You're up next, buddy. Go out there and give it a whirl, would ya?"
Yamcha stood up and sighed, finally ready to step up to the plate, literally. "Yeah! Sure!"
Yamcha picked up his baseball bat and started making his way to the field.
"Go get 'em, Yamcha!" Puar cheered on, as Yamcha stood his ground and readied with his bat. The Diamond's pitcher threw a fast ball. Yamcha swung his bat and managed to hit yet another home run. The crowd cheered once again for Yamcha while the pitcher grew very frustrated and threw his glove on the ground.
He began charging after Yamcha, but Yamcha sent the pitcher a roundhouse kick, sending him straight to the Diamond's dugout. Furious, the Diamonds began charging out of their dugout and charged after Yamcha. The Taitans did the same and charged after the Diamonds. When the two teams collided, they piled up onto each other and started fighting. Yamcha stood around and became surprised. Filled with excitement, he dropped his bat, and started to chuckle.
"This is what I've been waiting for!" Yamcha dived into the fight and landed a few blows on some of the Diamond players. A chop on the neck, a kick on the back, and a punch in the stomach. As he was giggling from having too much fun fighting, he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around to see that it was his good old buddy, Krillin.
"Krillin!" Yamcha exclaimed. "It's great to see you again. What brings you here?"
"I've got some news to share with ya. But first, let's... go some place quiet."
Yamcha and Puar followed Krillin outside the stadium, where he explained everything to them. Krillin told them about Raditz's partners coming to Earth, Piccolo training four powerful kids, and the other two children being dead.
"Are you serious?!" Krillin took a moment and sighed before speaking. "Yeah, they're coming to Earth in about four months time! And once they get here, they're going to do some pretty unspeakable things. That's why we're going to Kami's Lookout to train."
"And... Piccolo? Of all people, why him?" Yamcha was never found of Piccolo. Fact is, no one ever was, but desperate times called for desperate measures. Plus, Piccolo was actually helping them out to defeat the Saiyans instead of trying to fight them. "Don't worry guys, I'm pretty sure Piccolo's training for the Saiyans as well, so I don't think he'll try anything."
"And... what about those poor children that died?" Puar wondered as Krillin faced them with a smile. "Hey, you don't have to worry about them. We're going to bring him back with the Dragon Balls soon. Oh, and get this. That little boy who died? He's Lindsey Fair's son."
Yamcha immediately lifted Krillin off the ground and into his face. "Whoa, WHAT!? Wait, hold on, Krillin! You mean like the movie star actress, Lindsey Fair?"
"Uh, y-yeah. T-that's her," Krillin stuttered, uncomfortable with the fact that Yamcha just lifted him off the ground. Yamcha soon dropped him, and went crazy after hearing the name of Lindsey.
"Krillin, she's like the most beautiful woman in the whole wide world!" Yamcha started to think of all the possibilities that could happen after the Saiyans were defeated. Maybe he could get a thing going on with Lindsey. "Hey, maybe if she hears that I beat the Saiyans, her eyes are gonna be on me!"
Yamcha gave an excited look while Krillin just crossed his arms, closed is eyes, and sighed. This was why Bulma dumped him and never told him about her getting together the other day. "Come on, Yamcha. You're starting to sound like Master Roshi. Don't you know she's married already? How could they have a son if they didn't?"
Krillin opened his eyes and noticed Yamcha waving and waiting for him by his hovercar. "Come on, Krillin. Time's wasting!"
Krillin gave an unamused look with a sweatdrop on his head and moaned. "I rest my case." Now they had to pick up another old friend for training.
Silence was among the clear blue sky.
The only sound that was heard were the currents of the water, flowing down a waterfall, from a very large lake. Everything was peaceful. It was all perfect as nature intended it to. There were plenty of small mountain landscapes in the horizon. This was a place very far away, isolated from any city, for hundreds of miles. In the perimeter, under the waterfall was a warrior who went by the name of Tien Shinhan, or better knows as Tien. Tien was a tall and very muscular bald-headed man. His by far most prominent feature is his third eye, which was indeed real as he was part of a group of people, called the Three-Eyed People, and Tien seemed to be the last one alive.
Along with him was his life-long friend, Chiaotzu, who was very short, and was white-skinned. He even had two very visible red cheeks. Now, they were both under the same waterfall mentioned earlier. Now, they both moved out of the waterfall, and stood on a rock that was on the waterfall.
"YAAAA!" With a mighty yell, Tien raised both of him arms, and managed to stop the waterfall from flowing down. Now it looked like a lake that was tilted 90 degrees. Tien finally lowered his arms, and the water came back crashing down.
It was a very big accomplishment, but it wasn't enough. Both Tien and Chiaotzu knew they needed more training to defeat another bald-headed friend. Tien was in deep thought as he furrowed all of his three eyes. Krillin, I hope your training is going well. You're going to need it.
BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
Rapid fire was aimed straight above them, and it came from an SMG. Both of them turned around, and saw a woman with yellow hair and green eyes, who had a sort of weird disorder which caused her to switch between two different personalities each time she sneezed. The side she was showing now, was an angry and trigger-happy woman who committed crimes for money and was usually quick to respond with gunfire when angered. Her other personality, a blue haired woman, who was sweet, pure-hearted and cheerful and was always ready to help.
"Hey, come on, it's lunch time!" Launch called. "You better get it while it's hot, cause I don't deliver! So let's go, you two! Get in gear!"
The two had completely blank faces on them. They were just dumbfounded.
Once they got inside the dome-shaped house, there was a whole table, just filled with dozens of delicious edibles, that could be mistaken for a Saiyan's lunch. There was even a carrot cake in the middle.
"Wow, there's so much food," Chiaotzu said in wonder.
"Did you make this all by yourself?" Tien asked, actually surprised this version of Launch did all of this hard work, but he was soon proven incorrect. "What are you, crazy? I hired a bunch of cooks to do all the work!"
To Tien's right, were about a dozen chefs, with downright perturbed faces, as they have already witnessed Launch's nature, and did not want to provoke her. "These guys are the best in the business and they only use the freshest ingredients. Right?" Just as she asked a simply question, they all jumped, showing just how frightened they were.
"And just how much did this all cost?" Chiaotzu wondered.
"Don't worry about it, I just happen to come across a lot of dough lately." She then picked up a plate and brought it to the tall martial artist. "Here you go, Tien! So how long are you gonna be training for anyway."
"He won't stop training until he knows he can beat Krillin," Chiaotzu replied. Launch saw this as pretty much a joke. They have all seen Krillin's feats, and it was almost as if he could never be beaten. Each time he was defeated, he crawled back up, ready to fight again. Krillin was always very persistent, and found the good in people, and changed them for the better. Tien was a perfect example, since he used to be a cold-blooded assassin.
"Yeah, right. Like that's ever gonna happen. These are peaceful times, there's no need to pump yourself up so much if you don't really have to fight. Besides, you're strong enough, Tien." Launch thought Tien was always training too much and saw no need. No danger has happened yet since the defeat of Piccolo Junior, which was at the World Martial Arts Tournament so long ago. But Tien still didn't think he was strong enough, much to Launch's disappointment.
"I'm not strong enough. I know if I train hard, I will beat Krillin someday, but this world is small and full of many people. Each one might try to challenge me, and that is why I must train, and push myself to go beyond my limits constantly."
Launch decided to take this good opportunity to try to talk Tien into an offer. "Well good for you Tien, but why don't you put your strength to good use and come work with me? You'll get rich," she convinced in a sing-song voice.
"Just think, with your brawn and my brains, we could pull off some major bank heists! It would be so easy and in no time we'll be living like royalty for sure! Cause money does buy happiness! Look, robbing banks is the way to go! It's so exciting when you take control, you fire one shot in the air and everybody scatters like mice! So... come on! What do you say you and I give it a shot!?" Unbeknownst to her, Tien didn't pay much attention to her advice, as he was lost in his own thoughts about training. He put down his food, and began to walk out the door.
"Chiaotzu, let's go!" Tien ordered, much to the little man's disappointment as he was eating some of the food. Launch on the other hand, was very cross. "Doesn't he know it's an offer he can't refuse!?"
Chiaotzu began to walk out the door, but before he could even say goodbye, he and Launch heard a whirring sound. They both knew it wasn't Tien's doing. Chiaotzu would have known if it was. They all walked outside, and saw a car approaching the area, with Yamcha and Krillin inside it. Launch's first idea, immediately shoot it down, and that's just what she did as she starting firing bullets nonstop with her submachine gun.
"HEY, GET LOST!" she commanded, with her voice as loud as a military sergeant. While the two passengers weren't affected, the car did rock sideways a bit, before it finally landed.
"Alright, what the hell, Launch!? It's just us! You don't have to go crazy!" Krillin scolded as Launch just growled.
"Well, it's nice to see you guys and all. So is there anything you want?" Tien asked as Krillin calmed down. "You might wanna sit tight. It's gonna be a long story."
T: For some reason, I keep forgetting how to spell Chiaotzu every now and then. And, right now, I'm not sure if there's anything for me to say right now, since there isn't much to say, but we will say this though. Wildcat, take it away.
W: Yeah so, Tien and Yamcha were actually really good and strong in the original Dragon Ball, and Launch was great for comedy relief, as well as kid Goku. Tien got some of his spunk back in the ToP, but he was eliminated quickly. If you're reading this and haven't watched Dragon Ball Super, we won't spoil anything for you. There's no fun in that. And what the hell ever happened to Launch? Before, we saw here drinking in the Saiyan Saga, and the next time we saw her was in the Kid Buu Saga. Why? Toriyama said he forgot. Well, we're all human. No one's perfect. *hint hint*
N: Dude, we get it. Perfect Cell. We all know. And about the first scene, remember Planet Kanassa from the Bardock special? Now Jake has visions since Bardock's spirit is in him.
B: So anyways, make sure you're all protected from COVID-19. But don't go crazy. There are people who are buying a shit ton of toilet paper. What are we worrying about, America? Less than 2% of our country's population has the virus. Calm down! Anyways, we hope you enjoyed, stay safe through this epidemic and we'll see you all later.
