Kakarot's house. The next morning.
Bardock looked outside one of the windows as Kakarot and Gohan sparred outside. He had not yet acquired the knack for sensing power levels without a scouter, but here, he didn't need it; the power being given off was enormous.
Chi-Chi's father, Gyu-Mao--the Ox King--walked up to him.
"Pretty amazing, isn't it?" he asked.
Bardock nodded in silent reply.
"I know what you're thinking. How could you be so powerful one day, and then so little the next?"
Bardock turned to face him.
"Yeah, I know what you're going through, Bardock. I used to be the feared lord of Frypan Mountain, and now look at me. But I don't mind. The family more than makes up for it. It might take a little time, but you'll see what I mean. Well, I'll talk to you later."
Gyu-Mao walked off. Bardock did a mental re-evaluation of him; apparently he was wiser than he had given him credit for. He looked out the window again. A moment later, his brow furrowed in concentration. Where was Kakarot's other son?
***
Capsule Corporation. Raditz and Nappa walked down the halls, unaware their lives were about to be made a living hell.
"I think the kitchen's this way. They'd better have lots of food," grumbled Nappa.
"They have to feed Prince Vegeta, plus his offspring. Of course they have lots of food."
Raditz felt something on his shoulder, but when he turned around to look, nothing was there.
"What the hell are you doing, Raditz?"
"Thought I felt something. Guess not."
They walked on a for a few more steps. This time it was Nappa who felt it.
"I definitely felt something! Are there some ghosts or something that Prince Vegeta forgot to tell us about?"
As they continued to stare behind them, they missed the two small blurs passing under them.
"Come on, Nappa. Let's just get to the kitchen and have some breakfast. We can ask Prince Vegeta there."
Not too long after, they reached a fork in the hallway. Neither of them remembered which way to go, but fortunately there happened to be a sign reading "Kitchen this way" and indicating the left-hand fork.
It wasn't long before they reached a door labeled "Kitchen." They walked in, then stopped for a moment.
"This isn't the kitchen! It's the damn greenhouse!" shouted Nappa.
"Some fool's been misleading us. Let's go back and take the other fork."
They reached the fork.
"What the hell is this?" yelled Raditz. The sign reading "Kitchen this way" was now pointing to the right-hand fork.
They began to walk down that way, when suddenly they found themselves pushed to the floor. Raditz cried out in pain as he felt his tail get squeezed; Nappa, whose elite bloodline had eliminated that weakness, did not cry out.
But they both gasped at what happened next. Someone had tied their tails together. They managed to hoist themselves up a moment later; there was no one there.
"What now?" Raditz asked.
"We can't let Prince Vegeta see us like this, he'd die laughing. We should go back to our quarters and untie them there."
Slowly, coordinating their movements, the two Saiyan warriors began to head back to their room.
There was a flash of light from around the corner. As Nappa and Raditz turned it, they saw what was apparently a small boy with waist-length, golden, spiky hair. It spoke.
"I am the Legendary Super Saiyan!"
For a moment, Nappa and Raditz simply stood, paralyzed in fear. Then, screaming, they ran in the direction of the kitchen, tangling their tails even worse.
The figure spoke to itself. "Better move, don't want to get caught." It's voice had a strange, reverberating quality.
***
The kitchen. Vegeta was eating his breakfast and reading the newspaper--he liked to complain about the idiocy of many of the news items. Bulma was putting on her makeup.
Nappa and Raditz burst through the door, shrieking like a pair of banshees.
"Shut up! Baka! What the hell is the meaning of this?" Vegeta snarled.
The two managed to pant out their story. By the time they had ended, Vegeta was looking totally unsurprised.
"You wait here. I'll take care of this."
***
25 minutes later, deep inside one of Bulma's labs...
The strange being was laughing its head off. That had been so hilarious! And it would only be about 30 seconds or so now, before the possibility of being caught was eliminated.
"Well, well, well. The Legendary Super Saiyan, in my house."
The being winced, then looked up slowly. Vegeta was floating above him.
"Hello, Gotenks," said the prince of Saiyans, smiling in a nasty sort of way.
Poof.
At that moment, the fusion process wore off. Gotenks disappeared, and left behind him the figures of Goten and Trunks.
"H-hey, father."
"Hello, V-Vegeta-san."
For a long moment, Vegeta simply hovered there. Then his smile turned genuine.
"That was a good one. Someone needed to put those fools in their place. And you almost got away with it. Goten, fly on back to your father's. Trunks, come with me."
Goten waved forlornly and took off. Not saying a word, Vegeta walked out of the lab, down the hallways, and back to the kitchen, with Trunks nervously following.
***
Nappa and Raditz had managed to untangle their tails.
"Well Prince Vegeta? Did you find anything?" Nappa asked.
"No. Now, in case you two idiots should have another fear-induced hallucination, I strongly suggest you take your breakfast back to your room."
The two did as he said. Once they were gone, Vegeta said, "See? I know how to have a little bit of fun myself."
Bulma spoke up. "Trunks, don't tell me YOU were behind this!"
"Who else would it have been? I seriously doubt it could have been your father or mother. And besides, what do you care? It's Nappa and Raditz we're talking about here."
Bulma thought for a second. Then she grinned.
"Job well done, son."
Bardock looked outside one of the windows as Kakarot and Gohan sparred outside. He had not yet acquired the knack for sensing power levels without a scouter, but here, he didn't need it; the power being given off was enormous.
Chi-Chi's father, Gyu-Mao--the Ox King--walked up to him.
"Pretty amazing, isn't it?" he asked.
Bardock nodded in silent reply.
"I know what you're thinking. How could you be so powerful one day, and then so little the next?"
Bardock turned to face him.
"Yeah, I know what you're going through, Bardock. I used to be the feared lord of Frypan Mountain, and now look at me. But I don't mind. The family more than makes up for it. It might take a little time, but you'll see what I mean. Well, I'll talk to you later."
Gyu-Mao walked off. Bardock did a mental re-evaluation of him; apparently he was wiser than he had given him credit for. He looked out the window again. A moment later, his brow furrowed in concentration. Where was Kakarot's other son?
***
Capsule Corporation. Raditz and Nappa walked down the halls, unaware their lives were about to be made a living hell.
"I think the kitchen's this way. They'd better have lots of food," grumbled Nappa.
"They have to feed Prince Vegeta, plus his offspring. Of course they have lots of food."
Raditz felt something on his shoulder, but when he turned around to look, nothing was there.
"What the hell are you doing, Raditz?"
"Thought I felt something. Guess not."
They walked on a for a few more steps. This time it was Nappa who felt it.
"I definitely felt something! Are there some ghosts or something that Prince Vegeta forgot to tell us about?"
As they continued to stare behind them, they missed the two small blurs passing under them.
"Come on, Nappa. Let's just get to the kitchen and have some breakfast. We can ask Prince Vegeta there."
Not too long after, they reached a fork in the hallway. Neither of them remembered which way to go, but fortunately there happened to be a sign reading "Kitchen this way" and indicating the left-hand fork.
It wasn't long before they reached a door labeled "Kitchen." They walked in, then stopped for a moment.
"This isn't the kitchen! It's the damn greenhouse!" shouted Nappa.
"Some fool's been misleading us. Let's go back and take the other fork."
They reached the fork.
"What the hell is this?" yelled Raditz. The sign reading "Kitchen this way" was now pointing to the right-hand fork.
They began to walk down that way, when suddenly they found themselves pushed to the floor. Raditz cried out in pain as he felt his tail get squeezed; Nappa, whose elite bloodline had eliminated that weakness, did not cry out.
But they both gasped at what happened next. Someone had tied their tails together. They managed to hoist themselves up a moment later; there was no one there.
"What now?" Raditz asked.
"We can't let Prince Vegeta see us like this, he'd die laughing. We should go back to our quarters and untie them there."
Slowly, coordinating their movements, the two Saiyan warriors began to head back to their room.
There was a flash of light from around the corner. As Nappa and Raditz turned it, they saw what was apparently a small boy with waist-length, golden, spiky hair. It spoke.
"I am the Legendary Super Saiyan!"
For a moment, Nappa and Raditz simply stood, paralyzed in fear. Then, screaming, they ran in the direction of the kitchen, tangling their tails even worse.
The figure spoke to itself. "Better move, don't want to get caught." It's voice had a strange, reverberating quality.
***
The kitchen. Vegeta was eating his breakfast and reading the newspaper--he liked to complain about the idiocy of many of the news items. Bulma was putting on her makeup.
Nappa and Raditz burst through the door, shrieking like a pair of banshees.
"Shut up! Baka! What the hell is the meaning of this?" Vegeta snarled.
The two managed to pant out their story. By the time they had ended, Vegeta was looking totally unsurprised.
"You wait here. I'll take care of this."
***
25 minutes later, deep inside one of Bulma's labs...
The strange being was laughing its head off. That had been so hilarious! And it would only be about 30 seconds or so now, before the possibility of being caught was eliminated.
"Well, well, well. The Legendary Super Saiyan, in my house."
The being winced, then looked up slowly. Vegeta was floating above him.
"Hello, Gotenks," said the prince of Saiyans, smiling in a nasty sort of way.
Poof.
At that moment, the fusion process wore off. Gotenks disappeared, and left behind him the figures of Goten and Trunks.
"H-hey, father."
"Hello, V-Vegeta-san."
For a long moment, Vegeta simply hovered there. Then his smile turned genuine.
"That was a good one. Someone needed to put those fools in their place. And you almost got away with it. Goten, fly on back to your father's. Trunks, come with me."
Goten waved forlornly and took off. Not saying a word, Vegeta walked out of the lab, down the hallways, and back to the kitchen, with Trunks nervously following.
***
Nappa and Raditz had managed to untangle their tails.
"Well Prince Vegeta? Did you find anything?" Nappa asked.
"No. Now, in case you two idiots should have another fear-induced hallucination, I strongly suggest you take your breakfast back to your room."
The two did as he said. Once they were gone, Vegeta said, "See? I know how to have a little bit of fun myself."
Bulma spoke up. "Trunks, don't tell me YOU were behind this!"
"Who else would it have been? I seriously doubt it could have been your father or mother. And besides, what do you care? It's Nappa and Raditz we're talking about here."
Bulma thought for a second. Then she grinned.
"Job well done, son."