This story was written by geniuses, so do not expect to fathom the immense plot, and tangled character scheme…
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Chapter 1
"Who are you guys?" Little Trunks asked the ugly men that had surrounded him in the front yard.
* Sung to the Y.M.C.A. theme *
"The C.M.P.S. (caravan of male pimp society)" Three of the pimpish looking men sing.
"We are the Caravan of Male Pimps society. We are officially kidnapping you for our purposes" the lead pimp says.
"The hell you are, my dad is gonna…" Trunks started.
"Yeah, Yeah, Yeah. Your dad is gonna come save your whiney little ass single handedly, and beat up our entire caravan of male pimp society." The leader replied to a pissed off little Trunks. Well, to make a long story short, There was this huge battle between the Pimps and Trunks, and Trunks had to go Super man, I mean Super Saijen. Unfortunately, all the sudden he had to go to the bathroom. So, in the brief moment that he stopped to take a whiz, the Pimps used an evil capsule containing a rabid kangaroo. The kangaroo easily overpowered the peeing Trunks, and they captured him in a burlap sack. Then they threw him in the pimp mobile and took off to the secret hideout.
Once at the secret hideout, Trunks wouldn't shut up. So, the pimp guard was forced to brutally beat him with his pimp cane. Until The Pimp Boss arrived, Trunks was tortured brutally. Meanwhile, back at the Briefs house…
"Idiot Boy child! Get your whiney ass in here for your washing!" Vegetable said.
"I told you not to call him a whiney ass!" Bulimia said.
"Shut up Woman! Do you think I honestly give a damn about whether Trunks learns the truth about his personality from me when he's eight or eighty?"
"You shouldn't make fun of him so much." Bulimia replied.
"God, Kakarass had the right idea when he killed himself to get away from his wife and children. "Damn it, he's outsmarted me again! How can he appear to be so dumb, but in the end always beat me in power and brains?" Vegetable said.
"He beats you in looks too, you're shorter than a pregnant snake. That doesn't matter now though, you can't grow tall but Trunks can get clean. Where is that little whiney ass?" Bulimia asked.
"How come you can…"
"Because I'm the one who suffers through sex with a loser like you. I can call your offspring anything I damn well please!"
Anyhoo, underwear boy never came, so Vegetable had to go look for the little asshole. He realized he must have been kidnapped, but he figured if he covered for him, Bulma would never notice.
Several Hours Later…
Vegeta and Bulma were watching the late night news. Suddenly the Pimps took over the news station and announced that they had kidnapped a small boy, and that they wanted fifty-two new pimp canes as ransom. Then they flashed a picture of Trunks being harassed by a rabid kangaroo.
"If the canes are not delivered to our secret hideout we will have fun with the boy. We can not give you the address of the hideout because it is secret. Thus, the secret hideout reference. Good Luck in getting him back. MooWahhhhahhhhh ahhhh!!!!"
"Flying shit and casserole! You bastard! How dare you lie to me?" Bulma screamed. "Our child is surrounded by men like Krillin!!!! He will be completely screwed up!"
"Damn! I forgot that Krillin was a member! I don't want that bald fag touching my son! I suppose I will go rescue him. But, only if you sleep with me, and don't make fun of my height or my pathetically small member."
"Fine let's get this over with. If we go as fast as your dick is small, then it will be done before we even start… I suppose we can. But then, You have to go get Trunks."
"But I said no teasing me!" By the time Vegetable had finished this statement, Bulma had already screwed him.
"Damn! Outsmarted again!"
And so the search for Trunk's began. Vegeta searched the yard, but only found a strong urine smell. So, He flew off in some random direction pretending to know where he was going. After refusing to stop for directions, he wound up in Antarctica. He was pretty angry, but the massive blizzard from nowhere cooled him down.