I'm sorry this chapter's kind of short, I wrote it from 4 am onward. Thank you for all the nice reviews!
Chapter II"I've set the landing for very near the main power sources," says Kristar, looking over the course once more and sending it to September's computer. "We should be within sight of them once we have landed. See you soon." She turns off her COM link and sits down to wait for the landing.
September switches off her COM link as well and called Icess over to her chair. She begins idly petting the snake's head with a few fingers. Her normally somber face lifts at the familiar sound of the snake purring.
Kristar's pod was the first to enter the atmosphere. She noted an unusual amount of cloud cover, fluffy and white. Once she got past that, she saw a dull brown planet with sparse patches of vegetation here and there. Just below her, she saw a congregation of beings fighting. These were the ones with the abnormally high power levels. It was at this moment she realized that she was still wearing the outfit that the King preferred all his harem girls to wear, however nonexistent. She thought there might be battle outfits in the back of the ship, and was just getting up to check when she sits back down suddenly with the hard landing. Ok, she thinks, I'll change after I greet the natives. She again attempts to get up and again is knocked back into her seat as a resounding thud nearby signifies September's arrival. Kristar rolls her eyes and, getting up finally and wrapping her tail firmly around her left thigh, she ducks out the hatch without waiting for it to open fully.
September, realizing the same thing Kristar had but wisely waiting for the landing to be over, goes into the back of the pod and gets both of the uniforms from the small closet. She leaves her pod and spots Kristar flying towards her. She holds a combat outfit out to Kristar as she lands a few feet away. Kristar starts to strip, with the intention of changing out here. September says "Good idea," and, setting the clothes on the ground, commences to strip as well. All the while both fighters had been watching the sky where the fighters ceased their battles and were slowly descending toward the pair. One of them, a short man with hair that stands up, raised his clenched hands over the blonde girl's back and brought them down, knocking her into the ground. An interesting mushroom cloud effect occurred. When the dust cleared, our girls saw her lying unconscious in the middle of a large crater. The person in the orange outfit said loudly "Vegeta! How could you hit someone in the back?"
"I did what I had to, Kakarott," "Vegeta" responded tartly.
On the ground, Kristar began giggling furiously. "What's wrong?" September asked. "Kakarott…Hahahaha!!!!" Kristar couldn't speak for laughing. "A- and- and he looks so funny too!" September quickly replied, "Wait, didn't you hear him? That man is Prince Vegeta!" "Haha- really? Wow! He's kind of cute, in a weird 5-inches-added-by-hair sort of way." "…not really…" September replied, in a … kind of way.
By this time, the dbz fighters had reached the ground next to them. "Kakarott" looked away politely from their changing, but the other males ogled them avidly. Now wearing the tight spandex outfit, Kristar and September looked at each other with nearly identical amused expressions. Suddenly remembering her manners, September elbowed Kristar and dropped to one knee in front of her king. Kristar's eyes widened and she did the same.
Vegeta looked at them in some alarm, then, noticing their tails, grinned broadly and smirked at Kakarott. "You see?" he said. "Some are loyal to their prince still!"
September looked up at him, the girls rising at his gesture. "Didn't you know? Your father is dead. You are king of all remaining saya-jins…"
Kakarott looked at the girls, then at Vegeta, confused. "So, king of saya-jins?"
Vegeta looked at him pityingly. "Yes, Kakarott. I'm glad you finally can grasp a simple concept within five minutes. Your wife will be so proud."
The younger man's eyes widened. "My wife! Chi-chi! I was supposed to be home...an…hour...ago…"
With a smirk, the king replied. "Well, you'd better get going, ne?"
Without another word, the men left, Kristar and September following at a respectful distance, confused at to the men's relationship. They flew off, September keeping an eye on the males, with Kristar looking at nothing but the clouds.