Author's Note: I am sorry this is later than what I said. School piled more work on all, and me than expected so my apologies. Thank you for the kind reviews also ^_^. This is the second chapter of the fic, and the fourth one should be out sometime later this week. Most likely Saturday or Sunday of this week. If not, school was to blame . But I shall do my best to keep my promise.











Those Magical Muffins of Z!







CHAPTER 2: Roommates.







Hands crossed over his chest and feet shaking with annoyance, Vegeta glared hard at the figure of Goku who sat staring at him from across the room. Vegeta had been training, but Bulma's father said the Gravity Room wouldn't be ready for a couple more hours. And then the Namek and Kakarrot came over and ruined his whole day.



Snarling, he turned to look at Piccolo sitting in the corner, eyes close meditating. Vegeta's scowl deepened as he turned back to Goku who was still staring at him. "You baka! What are you looking at?"



Goku blinked a couple of times as he still stared at Vegeta. Rising up, he walked towards Vegeta and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Vegeta. I have been thinking. If you died tomorrow…where would your soul go?" Goku whispered eyes narrowed to small slits. "I have been shown the way by Farfignuton. Can I also show you the true path?



Pushing Goku away, Vegeta stood snarling. "Kakarrot you pathetic, low grade fool! Perhaps you should be the one to think that! Where will your damn soul go after I get done blasting you off the face of the earth? And why are you here anyway? And why is the Namek here? Get out of my house!"





Goku blinked a couple of times before sighing. "Vegeta. I know you have a soul that needs saving. Why won't you let me help you? After all, I am your friend, and…."





"You are not my friend you fool!" Vegeta yelled.





Goku shrugged. "You can keep denying the truth, but I see through your façade. Deep down, there is a hurt little boy and he…."



"Wants to kill you!" Vegeta yelled as he began to form a ki blast in each hand. "I am going to do something that I should have done years ago." A sardonic smirk crossed his face as he brought the balls of energy in front on Goku's face. "Say Goodbye, you…"



"Vegeta STOP IT!" Bulma yelled from the doorway. "It isn't Goku's fault he is acting weird. It is an outside source. That is why he is like this! There is no need to kill him!"



Vegeta raised and eyebrow. "He is acting differently?"





Sighing, Bulma walked into the room and looked at the smaller Saiyan. "Vegeta…"





"THAT'S ME!" Goku screeched as he started jumping up and down. Suddenly he stopped and placed his hand on his chin. "Wait…no it's not. Sorry! I got confused!" Goku laughed.



"Darn it. I want to kill him, NOW. He is getting on my nerves!" Vegeta snarled at Bulma.



"No, you will not kill him and THAT'S FINAL!" Bulma ended up screaming.





Piccolo opened his eyes finally to stare at the trio. After Vegeta and Goku started bickering, and Bulma came in screeching in her loud mouth, he couldn't concentrate anymore. "Well, what did you find out about that muffin?"





Goku looked at Piccolo and smiled. "Muffy! Where is Muffy Bulma?"





"Muffy? I thought the muffin's name was Farfignuton." Bulma placed her hands on her hips.





"Farfignuton? No. That is his alias. Muffy is his real name." Goku said as he walked towards the room entrance. "So, where is he at? Is he still back in your lab?"





Bulma watched Goku look around frantically for the muffin's whereabouts when she heard a low growl come from below her. "What's wrong now, Vegeta?"



"When does a muffin have a darn name? That's it. I want him," Vegeta pointed at Goku, "And him," he pointed next at Piccolo, "Out of this house NOW if you won't let me kill Kakarrot! I will not tolerate such stupidity being around me."



Bulma frowned as she narrowed her eyes. "And why is that Vegeta? Is there something I don't know about how being around stupid people will make you stupid too? If so, it must have already influenced you, because you have been acting like a fool since the day I met you!" Bulma yelled.



"How dare you yell at me woman! I am the Prince of Saiyans, and I demand your respect. Now get these fools out of my house and fix me some dinner. And I don't want any of those canned soups! I want food!" Vegeta screamed back at Bulma.



"Did you just call me stupid?" Piccolo glared daggers at Bulma.



Gulping, Bulma shook her head no, then turned and glared hard at Vegeta for a few moments, when she suddenly smiled. Warmly to be exact. "Well Vegeta. I am sure we can fix you something. In fact, Goku will be helping you find some food for dinner tonight; after all…he will be staying here for the night. I am going to keep him under close observation…"



Vegeta reeled back in horror. "WHAT? I will not allow him to stay in my…"



"IT'S MY HOUSE VEGETA! SO LIVE WITH IT!" Bulma yelled. Stepping back away from Vegeta, Bulma turned her nose into the air. "Subject is close. Goku, it is 6:30…"



"In the morning?" Goku asked. "Cause I can't tell if it is morning or night for some odd reason. Did you put new shades up or something?" Goku scratched his head in confusion as he looked out the window behind him.



"Ummm…" Bulma looked out side the see the sun, still in the sky. "It is evening…I think. Man, now I am confused. Goku, let me show you to your room, and then you can come down and get some food. I went shopping so everything should be stocked up for one night. C'mon Goku. Piccolo, do you want to stay for the night too?"



Piccolo raised an eyebrow and was about to answer, most likely no, when Goku butt in. "Yeah! Piccolo can stay! And then we can all get a fighting lesson from Muffy tomorrow morning? What do you all say?"





"NO!" Vegeta and Piccolo roared.



Rolling her eyes, Bulma turned and placed a hand on Goku's shoulder. "Enough of this. Goku follow me. Let these two figure out what is going on, but you are going to stay here for the night." Bulma motioned for Goku to follow her down the hall leaving the Namek and the Saiya-jin prince protesting and bickering.



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"Here you go Goku!" Bulma stopped in front of a closed door. "You'll be sharing a room with Yamcha, ok?" Bulma smiled as she pushed open the guestroom door. Upon entering, they were greeted by a snoring Yamcha lying in the recliner chair. "Hmm…he was supposed to be training. Oh well. Yamcha! Wake up! Goku's here!"



Making an annoyed grunt, Yamcha opened his eyes slowly to see Bulma and Goku standing across the room. "Huh..oh. Goku! What are you doing here?" he yawned as he rose up and began to stretch.



Crossing his arms, Goku scowled. "Oh. You're here!" Goku said disgusted. "Bulma? Why is he here?" motioning towards Yamcha.



Yamcha blinked a couple of times, confused. "What? What's wrong with you, Goku?"



Bulma made a face. "Um…Goku. Yamcha is your friend…remember?"



Goku raised an eyebrow and studied Yamcha for a couple of seconds before smiling. "Yamcha! Oh yeah! I remember you! How have you been?" Goku said excitedly walking over to his friend. "So, how is training? You getting stronger?"



Yamcha nodded "Uh. I guess as strong as I can get. Um, Bulma?" he looked towards the blue haired woman. Bulma saw the confused look in his face and she nodded.



"Yamcha. I need to speak to you for a moment…please?" Bulma said as she walked outside into the hall. After Yamcha joined her, she shut the door leaving Goku inside the room. "Ok. Here is the deal with Goku. He will be spending the night with you. Ok?" Bulma waited until Yamcha nodded. "Now reason why is because Chi Chi called and said that Goku had been acting…weird…really weird. And it seems that a muffin is the cause of this happening."



"A muffin?" Yamcha said. "How can a muffin affect anybody? Did you find something weird with it?"



Bulma nodded her head slightly. "Yeah…but I don't know what it is exactly. Here it is."



Yamcha looked as Bulma pulled a greenish muffin from out of a container she had been holding. "It that it? This thing is controlling Goku? How?" he said frowning at the molding green mass. "Kind of moldy. How long as Goku had this thing? 5 weeks?"



"No. Two days almost." Bulma sighed.



"Two days and it looks like this?" Yamcha said disgusted.



"Yep." Bulma placed the muffin carefully back into the metal box. "Ok. That is it. I am going to be observing him tonight, so I will need your help also as a back up. Alright?"



Yamcha nodded. "Fine. I just hope he doesn't snore." He sighed as he began to walk back into the room.



"Oh yeah! Tell Goku that dinner will be ready soon. I am going to make Piccolo and Vegeta make something. It is about time those two do something other than fight all the time!"



Yamcha shook his head as he walked towards Goku who was sitting watching the television. "What are you watching Goku?"



"Hmm…oh! Um, something called, 'Psycho', by some guy named Hitchcock. Looks pretty interesting and informational. Oh look! She really shouldn't sleep at the 'Bates Motel'! That place is creepy!" Goku gasped in excitement as he leaned forward in the chair entranced.



"Goku," Yamcha said ignoring the odd tone in Goku's voice at the last statement. "Bulma said that dinner will be ready shortly."



"Ok. I'll be down after I see what happens next." Goku said absent-mindedly staring at the T.V.



A concerned look crossing his face, Yamcha turned and walked towards the kitchen.

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"Bulma said something about us cooking dinner." Piccolo said, staring at Vegeta.

Vegeta stood arms cross, staring right back. "Yeah." he said as he continued to stare. Looking away, Vegeta noted a box of peas and a pan. "Ok. There is some food and a pan on the stove. That will work."

Piccolo made a face as he walked over to the stove. Looking over it, he threw the box of peas into the pan and into the oven. "Ok. Now I guess we wait for it to cook." he slammed the oven closed.

Vegeta mean while found some rice and poored it in to a dry pot and placed it on the stovetop and turned the range up to 450. "And this stuff should be done in 5 mins? When is that?" Vegeta asked Piccolo.

"Uh...soon?" Piccolo shrugged.

"Oh yeah. You're sure a bunch of help." Vegeta growled. He sat down as the table and Piccolo followed suit. After 10 minunts, Vegeta and Piccolo smelled something. "What in the world is that...smell?" Vegeta turned and looked at the stove, smoke was pouring out of the oven and from the pan. "Oh no. The woman's going to kill me!" Vegeta yelled as he jumped up from his chair.

Piccolo smirked. "If only she would..."



Vegeta threw the smoking rice pan out of the window, then opened the oven to see flames blazing in it. He reached in and screamed. "AH! It's hot!" Rubbing his hands, Vegeta went back in and grabbed the pan.

"Darn you Namek! Don't you know how to cook anything?" Vegeta yelled while throwing a flaming cooking pan into the trash. "Now what am I going to eat?" Vegeta growled.





"Well you burned the rice! And besides, I don't cook food! I only drink water! What do I know about cooking?" Piccolo snarled.



"Then why did you say you could cook?" Vegeta retorted.



"I DIDN'T SAY I COULD COOK!" Piccolo screamed.



"WHAT IS GOING ON DOWN HERE? VEGETA! THE TRASH IS ON FIRE!" Bulma exclaimed as she entered the kitchen. Vegeta turned around to see the entire south wall of the kitchen on fire.



Face expressionless, Vegeta raised a hand and blew out the fire. Including the entire south wall out. Watching chunks of debris and ceiling flying around the room, Vegeta smirked. "There woman. Happy? Now I am hungry! Do something!"



Gaping at the massive destruction, Bulma tossed the box containing the muffin on the table and placed her head in her hands. "Why, why is my life like this?"



Yamcha walked in a little later after Bulma and recoiled when he saw the destruction. "Geeze! What in the world happened?"



Vegeta turned his gaze towards Yamcha. "The Namek was cooking. Blame him."



"Vegeta…." Piccolo stepped towards Vegeta angrily.



"Just stop!" Bulma commanded. "I'll just call out for Pizza and a order of water. Since the 'All knowing Lord Prince of Saiyans also blew out the main water line for this section of Capsule Corporation! Geeze."



Everyone watched as Bulma exited the room and Goku entered. "Where is Bulma going?" Goku asked.



"To order Pizza." Yamcha sighed.



"Oh…" Goku made a face as he began looking around. "Have you seen Muffy? Bulma never gave him back to me!" Goku asked. Finally he eyes came upon a metal box on the table. Laughing, Goku opened the box and let out a yelp of glee as he was reunited with the muffin. "Muffy! I haven't seen you since..um…I can't remember. But it has been a while!" Goku turned away from the group and headed out of the kitchen.



"Goku? What about dinner?" Yamcha questioned.



"Not hungry. Be upstairs!" Goku called out as he disappeared down the hall.



'I have a not so good feeling about all of this…' Yamcha mused to himself.

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Later that night after dinner, Yamcha walked upstairs with Bulma towards his room where Goku had been most of the night. Goku didn't eat again. Not a normal occurrence by any means, since usually he was hungry all the time.



"So, I'll watch him and I'll tell you what I observed, ok?" Yamcha said as he stopped outside the door.



"Cool! Thanks Yamcha. You're a good friend." Bulma smiled at Yamcha.



He shrugged blushing. "Well….I want to be more than fri…"



He stopped when he felt an index finger press in the middle of his chest. "Stop while you're ahead, mister. Goodnight." Bulma said as she walked towards he room, continuing down the hall.



Sighing, Yamcha walked in to see Goku drawing a chalk outline on the floor. "Goku. What are you doing?"



Looking up, Goku looked at the muffin sitting on the corner of the table then back towards Yamcha. "Don't worry…it's not what you think." Goku said casually as he went back to drawing.



Raising an eyebrow he approached Goku slowly. "Um? Are you sure Goku?"



"Have you realized how much it cost to buy diamonds down at the jewelry store? I mean, geeze. And how come there are no cartoons on CNN?" Goku asked, changing the subject.



Yamcha shrugged. Keeping one eye on Goku, he walked towards the drawer and took out a towel. "I am going to take a shower…"



"REALLY?" Goku yelled excitedly. "I saw this thing on that movie, 'Psycho' and…" Goku stopped in mid-sentence as he possibly began to think about what he said. "Uh…never mind. Ok." Calming down, Goku turned back drawing on the floor.



"Okay! I'll just take a shower in the morning…heh heh…" Yamcha laughed nervously. "I am going to bed."



"Yeah…I guess I should to. Have to train tomorrow for when the Androids show up huh?" Goku jumped up from the floor and ran into the bathroom. Sighing, Yamcha went into his bathroom and changed. After a few moments, he walked back out and jumped into the bed. Goku came out a few minutes later and sat down in the bed across the room from Yamcha. "Well, G'Night Yamcha!"



Nervousness still ran rampant through Yamcha as he reached towards the lamp, fumbling with the switch. "O…o…ok! Heh, heh, heh. Night." he said as he turned off the light.



Yamcha laid down, eyes wide open. 'I am not going to get any sleep tonight…I know it…adrenalin level too darn high!' Yamcha thought as he listen the quietness of the jet-black room. Suddenly, he heard someone singing a song. "Goku?" he said to himself. The singing got louder and more obnoxious. "Darn. Goku will you stop?" Yamcha dove at the light and turned it on. Whirling around he saw Goku sound asleep in the bed.



Silence penetrated the room. Eerily. Uneasiness settling down into him, Yamcha turned back off the light and laid down in the bed. 'This is going to be a long night…'



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Next Installment: Yamcha sure is right. No sleep for him tonight while Goku is his roommate. There is something evil about this moldy green blueberry muffin, and Yamcha uncovers it! Meanwhile, Piccolo and Vegeta run into something in the cellar of Capsule Corp late at night. What in the world is it? Can they defeat it? Can Bulma find a cure for Goku? Will Cell come and save them all? Wait…he hasn't even hatched yet. Plus he is a bad guy. Um… never mind about that plot device. But anyway, you shall soon see in the next installment of…



THOSE MAGICAL MUFFINS OF Z!