This had to be a nightmare. Why else would Vegeta, Raditz and Turles be standing there laughing their asses off at him? Vegeta he could understand, but Raditz and Turles were... Oh god, that wasn't an unscheduled solar eclipse earlier.
He suddenly realized that he had become dangerously distracted when one of the bad guys fired at him and the armor piercing rounds actually hit. Damn that stung. He swiftly pirouetted out of the way of the next round of fire, catching it before it could hit Videl or any other innocent bystanders for that matter.
Moments later, the criminals were caught and his job was done. Instead of flying off after giving his "just defeated the bad guy pose" he stood there and listened in growing horror as Raditz and Turles had gone from laughing to critiquing his performance. Even worse, Videl had noticed them and was listening as well.
"Hahaha. Oh my god, that's too funny. He ripped off all of the Ginyu Force's worst poses!" Raditz exclaimed. He was on his hands and knees, his right fist pounding the ground and his tail swinging wildly as he laughed.
"Snerk. Saiyaman? Saiyaman? And you allowed this?" Turles said, going through the same routine his father did the time Piccolo slipped on a slice of tomato and landed face first in the vat of tapioca pudding mom had been making for dessert while he laughed except his father didn't have a tail wrapped around his waist that twitched in an odd manner.
"Who am I to tell Kakarot's brat no when he wants to make a total ass of himself?" Vegeta said, leaning against a tree clutching his stomach.
Raditz and Turles stopped laughing immediately.
"Kakarot's..." Raditz started, looking at him as if seeing him for the first time.
"...Brat?" Turles finished, turning his full attention to him as well.
When did Turles get that scar on his cheek, and come to think of it, why did he change his armor?
The next thing he knew, one of his worst nightmares came to life and he found himself being grabbed and carried off by his uncle Raditz and one of his father's enemies. He was too stunned to react, much less power up and beat the shit out of them like he could, being much stronger than both of them put together and multiplied by ten.
"W-Where are you taking me?" he asked, rather stupidly in his opinion.
"To the nearest doctor's office." said the man who proved not to be Turles, but bore a shockingly close resemblance to him.
"Why?" he asked.
"To make sure you don't reproduce." Raditz replied.
"And to think Planthorr assured me that Grandpa's little problem wouldn't slip past the scanners." the man who looked like Turles moaned.
"Grandpa's little problem?" he asked.
"You aren't the first "Great Saiyaman" in the family." the man that looked like Turles curtly replied.