18!was…she wasn't sure how to feel. She and the others were standing outside the scrapyard Gero had lead them to, watching someone dispatch a bandit in a messy, but amusing fashion…someone who was…well, being nice, big.

"Oh, hey, you folks are the android from that Red Ribbon, right?" She had a rich, Southern drawl to her voice, the woman visibly quaking as she turned to look at them, smiling warmly. "I'm Ellie, good to meet'cha. Y'all here to get a ride Or," Ellie looked over at Gero and flashed a sharp grin. "Y'all come here for something else?" 18 was finding utter delight also in the look of pure fear in Gero's eyes, though it was clear he wasn't gonna get far if he ran, courtesy of 17's hand being clamped down on his shoulder.

"We are here for a ride yes," 19 spoke up. "But she did not inform me you would be so…ravishing."

…eh?

"Well thank you! Glad someone appreciates a girl with a lil' thickness, if ya catch m'drift."

Ellie was…well she was big alright, but she certainly wasn't thick.

Regardless, the large woman hobbled off, directing them to follow as 17 stepped forward, hauling Gero with him, 16 quickly following as 18 sped up so she could catch up to 18. "Hey, clown, what was that about? You're into her?"

"I am. Something I've learned in my hunts and travels is that the more bulk a female has, the more enticing and fertile she is." 18…was…she didn't know how to respond to that. "Ooooooookay." She confirmed 19 was weirder than she expected. But, still, at the very least, it looked like it'd be easy to get their ride, they just had to jack some rides from some bandits.

That wouldn't be hard, right? Just stab 'em in the face and take their ride...

Gero heard yet another explosion as he drove the Outrunner back to the base, looking over his shoulder to see 18, still in the gunner seat, yelling loudly as she fired an ki blast again, turning another enemy Outrunner into nothing but spare parts and bits. "WOO! Another dead fuck!" Gero found the Androids laughter contagious, chuckly earnestly to himself as he finally brought the car where it needed to be.

"You were having a lot of fun out there, weren't you?" Gero asked.

"Yeah, sorta…sorta a bad habit from my days of being evil. With the sort of stuff they had us doing, it's good to find fun wherever you can so you don't lose your shit and go crazy."

"And you find amusement in blowing things apart?"

"Yep. Ain't healthy, but…y'know, is anything in healthy?"

"Ha, I suppose not."

The androids was finally glad they were given some direction; locate the Pilaf gang. The gang apparently stolen the dragon radar, and had planned to offer it to the Time jackers to gain entry into their "happy family".

Gero knew for a fact it would end poorly. One didn't need a self-aware robot to figure that out.

The Androids got out of their van. They usually didn't like to stay up so long, since they had a finite battery, but it was fine. Once they located the Pilaf gang, getting the dragon radar and returning home, then they could recharge.

Advancing with the others, Gero was surprised to find the Pilaf gang's camp in…well ruins. Not like it was abandoned, but as if it were assailed and attacked.

This theory was proven when 16 could see some bandits walking around, bearing the same, demented motifs as the bandits at the propaganda center.

"Shit, thats all we need." 19 heard the Gero's voice from their communication device. Gero and the others were already rushing in, 19 doing the same, but at a belated pace, namely to take pot shots at the bandits, killing them swiftly as the robot heard…yelling. Not frantic screaming, but like someone calling for help. 19 proceeding down a rocky path to…reach an odd sight.

A man in his undergarments suspended upside down.

"Oh, hey, can you give me a hand here?"

"…and just who are you?" 19 asked. "And why are you…upside down?"

"Oh, this? Just…well Bulma sent to retrieve the dragon radar as its her inventions. A-Also my name's Yamcha. You should know you and Gero killed me and all."

"Hers?" Gero stepped closer. "She sent you why? Why not Vegeta?"

"Weeeeeeell, for a lotta reasons. One is that Vegeta had more, ahem, pride, than that," 18 found that hard to believe. "…and can you get me down? All this bloodflow to my head isn't good—" 16 casually shot the chain holding Yamcha up, sending him tumbling to the ground with a grunt. "…ow. That hurts"