Yamcha checked back in with Lunch.

"All the guests are invited. Gohan's party is good to go."

"Good. I've got a DJ for Videl's party, but I can't find a good stripper. Maybe…you?"

"Are you insane?!" yelled Yamcha. "Bulma will probably be there. And if Bulma sees me undressed, Vegeta will make sure my head ends up on a separate continent!"

"Well, I'll just have to find one somewhere. In the meantime, you need to invite everyone."

"Ok, I'll get right on it."

***

As the former bandit flew, he thought about those whom specifically hadn't been invited. It would probably turn out better, Lunch and Yamcha had both agreed, if neither the father of the groom nor the bride should be invited. And as for inviting Chi-Chi to Videl's party…that was simply not even to be considered.

***

"What about you standing on my head, like we did at the Budo'kai?" wondered Goten.

Trunks shook his head. "Too risky. Someone might remember that and catch us. Then we'd be in trouble."

The two youths continued to think.

***

"Sure, I'll come. It should be fun," said Bulma.

Yamcha nodded, then risked a glance at Vegeta. The man was worried that the Saiyan king would take offense, but all the reaction he got was a quick glare.

***
"Fusion?"

"No, too flamboyant. They'd still recognize us as Gotenks."

***

"Why not…I don't have anything better to do," said Juuhachigou flatly. "I'll just have to find something to do with Marron."

"Pu'ar and Maron can sit her, they're not coming."

"Good. That takes care of that."

***

"What if we sneak in and then just kinda act like we're supposed to be there?"

"No. They'd see us…"

And then inspiration dawned