Otherworlds: Dragonball
by Mutsunokami
Later that night...
"You call that an escape attempt?"
"We couldn't help it," sulked Oolong. "They had laser
blasters..."
"Sorry, Yamcha..." Puar droops her head.
Yamcha raps his knuckles against the wall. "We won't be
smashing through any walls 'this' time. This room is constructed
of pure steel."
"So what?! The top's wide open!" Goku bunches up for a
jump. Bulma, sulking in a corner, looks up at him. "Uh-uh.
That's shatterproof glass up there."
"HAA!!" Goku makes a mighty leap!
BANG!
Only to discover that Bulma does know what she is talking
about.
"OW!! OW!! OWWW--!!"
"Told you so."
Yamcha prowls around the room, staring at the clear ceiling.
"Blast it. If we don't find a way out of here, we'll be dead!
And then we'll never be able to get those Dragon Balls again!"
"We can't gather 'em again for a while anyway." Startled
looks are turned to Bulma.
"What?"
Bulma stops fingering her tail. "once a wish is granted,
it supposedly takes at least a year for those seven balls to
become Dragon Balls again. Until that year passes, they're just
round rocks...and there's no way to track them."
"A yuh-yuh-yuh... year?!"
"Now there's a problem," Oolong states.
Silence dominates the room until a speaker high in the wall
crackles to life. "Is this thing on? Good." Pilaf clears his
throat and begins to rant.
"How dare you dampen my dreams of conquest just when they
were about to boil?! You have all sealed your doom!!!" Pilaf
pauses for another breath. "But don't worry... heh heh heh heh...
Pilaf is a mild and tender master. So I will let you die very
slowly!! You may have noticed that your ceiling is a sheet of
glass. The afternoon sun is brutal here, and will soon turn the
interior of your cell into a veritable rice cooker!! Shrivel up
and die!! Gya-hahaha! I look forward to tomorrow!!" Click.
The speaker goes dead.
Everyone just stands there for a moment, not speaking.
"What do we do?! I didn't bring any sun block! Oh, my
complexion!" Oolong just stares at Bulma in disbelief.
"You're not gonna die quietly, are ya?"
"I'm too young to be a mummy!"
"And I'm too young to be a pork roast! We gotta figure a
way outta this!!"
After half an hour of attacking the walls our intrepid little
group found themselves getting a lot less intrepid. "Can't...
go on... too hungry... no strength..." Goku slumps against
the wall between Yamcha and Oolong.
"So this is how it ends, huh?" Bulma turns to face Oolong
with a glare.
"No!! I refuse! I do not like dying!" She squeezes her
tail in frustration and squeeks in pain, quickly letting go of
her tail.
"What's with you Bulma?"
"I just realized how sensitive this thing is. How could you
make that wish, Goku?!" Bulma bops Goku on the head. He just
rubs the sore spot and glares at Bulma.
"Well, he asked me to make a wish, and all I could think of
was the big deal you made about my tail."
Bulma slumps against the wall even more. "I guess I kinda
brought this on myself." Then glares at Goku again. "But next
time you get to make a wish, leave me out of it."
Oolong sits there quietly, grumping about the situation. He
glances over at Puar and sees she is looking out at something.
"Yo, Puar. Whatcha doin'?"
"I'm looking at the moon."
"How can you care about the moon at a time like this?!"
Puar can only smile. "It's a full moon. That's how. I want
to see something pretty before I die."
"Don't SAY that!!"
Goku looks up with interest and joins the conversation. "Full
moon, huh? A horrible monster comes when the moon's full, you know."
"Oh, yeah, right. A werewolf, I'll bet," snaps Bulma. "What're
we tellin', campfire stories?"
"It's true! My Grampa died from bein' 'stepped' on by that monster!"
"You're telling me it smashed the legendary martial arts master,
Son Gohan?"
"An' my house! An' the trees! Everything!!"
Oolong moves closer, curious about Goku's story. "What kind of
monster WAS it?"
"I didn't see it. I was asleep."
"You slept through your house being destroyed?! What are you
made of, anyway?" Goku can only shrug at that.
"Grampa always used to say," Goku continues. "'Never look at the
full moon, boy...' Only I don't know what me lookin' at it could do.
I wonder if that monster comes out around here, too." Goku suddenly
noticed that everyone was in the opposite corner of the room from him.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"I-it c-can't b-be..." whispers Yamcha.
"T-t-t-tell me something... Th-the night your Grampa died...
did you look at the m-moon?"
"Yeah!" Goku scratches the back of his head and grins. "He told
me not to, but when I went to pee... well..."
Yamcha and Bulma keep right against the wall, not daring to move.
"Wh-wh-what do you think?" Yamcha asks.
"M-m-me? Wh-wh-what do YOU think?!?
"I-I-I had a f-feeling he wasn't an ordinary k-k-kid... 'C-c-course
it... it..."
"C-c-could be just a coincidence," finishes Bulma. "C-couldn't it?"
Goku just smiles in confusion, wondering why they were acting all
funny. "Huh? What? Whatcha talkin' about?"
"We g-gotta test it," says Oolong. "Show him the full m-moon. Then
we'll know."
"W-well... Yeah..."
"Y-you're right... But... ACK!! What about me?! I've got a
tail now, too!!"
"Goku! Whatever you do, just don't look there! Okay, Goku?"
Oolong conveniently points to something behind Goku.
"Where?" Goku looks behind him. ^_^
"YAAAAA!!" "EEEEE!!"
"Whoops. I did it again." The monkey-tailed boy scratches the
back of his head in confusion and smiles.
"...eep?" All of the gang look at Goku, wide-eyed in shock.
Oolong creeps forward cautiously.
"Y-y-y-you're OK? N-nothing's wrong?"
"Wrong how?"
"Phew!" Yamcha slumps in obvious relief.
"You rascal! Scaring us like that!" Oolong is also showing
relief, Puar lets out a sigh behind him.
"I TOLD you it was impossible! Heh heh! Now that I think about
it, the moon does look nice..."
PING!
Yamcha notices Goku suddenly stand ramrod stiff.
B-bmp. B-Bmp. B-Bmp!
"H-hey, G-Goku... Wh-what is it?!"
B-Bmp! B-BMP! B-BMP!!
Goku suddenly grows out of his clothes, hair forming all over
him, and he turns his head to look at them.
"RROOOOAARR!!"
"AAAAAAA!!!"
"RROOOOAARR!!" Yamcha, Oolong and Puar turn suddenly at the
second roar, and stare in horror as Bulma grew as well.
"AAAAAAA!!!"
"RRRR...." By this time, both Goku and Bulma had grew enough to
touch the ceiling with their heads.
"ROWR!!"
*****
"Hnnuhh... Whazzat racket?" Pilaf tries to rub his eyes to
wake up more, while Shu and Mai were a bit more alert.
"Gettin' rowdy, are they?"
"The nerve o' them..."
*****
BOOOOM!! Monster-Goku and Monster-Bulma crash up through the
castle, while the full moon shines overhead...
*****
Next time on Dragonball!
Monkey Business!
Who will survive the terrible twosome!
*****
Author's Note:
Well, ol' WandererD managed to get me part of his second Story
of Ukyo, Book 2, so in exchange, I finished up this chapter of
Bulma's Tale. Some of you might debate that the term 'Monster-Bulma'
is redundant at ANY time! ^_^ But I used it here to show the
difference between the regular Bulma we all know and love, and the
giant ape version, which is equally scary!
by Mutsunokami
Later that night...
"You call that an escape attempt?"
"We couldn't help it," sulked Oolong. "They had laser
blasters..."
"Sorry, Yamcha..." Puar droops her head.
Yamcha raps his knuckles against the wall. "We won't be
smashing through any walls 'this' time. This room is constructed
of pure steel."
"So what?! The top's wide open!" Goku bunches up for a
jump. Bulma, sulking in a corner, looks up at him. "Uh-uh.
That's shatterproof glass up there."
"HAA!!" Goku makes a mighty leap!
BANG!
Only to discover that Bulma does know what she is talking
about.
"OW!! OW!! OWWW--!!"
"Told you so."
Yamcha prowls around the room, staring at the clear ceiling.
"Blast it. If we don't find a way out of here, we'll be dead!
And then we'll never be able to get those Dragon Balls again!"
"We can't gather 'em again for a while anyway." Startled
looks are turned to Bulma.
"What?"
Bulma stops fingering her tail. "once a wish is granted,
it supposedly takes at least a year for those seven balls to
become Dragon Balls again. Until that year passes, they're just
round rocks...and there's no way to track them."
"A yuh-yuh-yuh... year?!"
"Now there's a problem," Oolong states.
Silence dominates the room until a speaker high in the wall
crackles to life. "Is this thing on? Good." Pilaf clears his
throat and begins to rant.
"How dare you dampen my dreams of conquest just when they
were about to boil?! You have all sealed your doom!!!" Pilaf
pauses for another breath. "But don't worry... heh heh heh heh...
Pilaf is a mild and tender master. So I will let you die very
slowly!! You may have noticed that your ceiling is a sheet of
glass. The afternoon sun is brutal here, and will soon turn the
interior of your cell into a veritable rice cooker!! Shrivel up
and die!! Gya-hahaha! I look forward to tomorrow!!" Click.
The speaker goes dead.
Everyone just stands there for a moment, not speaking.
"What do we do?! I didn't bring any sun block! Oh, my
complexion!" Oolong just stares at Bulma in disbelief.
"You're not gonna die quietly, are ya?"
"I'm too young to be a mummy!"
"And I'm too young to be a pork roast! We gotta figure a
way outta this!!"
After half an hour of attacking the walls our intrepid little
group found themselves getting a lot less intrepid. "Can't...
go on... too hungry... no strength..." Goku slumps against
the wall between Yamcha and Oolong.
"So this is how it ends, huh?" Bulma turns to face Oolong
with a glare.
"No!! I refuse! I do not like dying!" She squeezes her
tail in frustration and squeeks in pain, quickly letting go of
her tail.
"What's with you Bulma?"
"I just realized how sensitive this thing is. How could you
make that wish, Goku?!" Bulma bops Goku on the head. He just
rubs the sore spot and glares at Bulma.
"Well, he asked me to make a wish, and all I could think of
was the big deal you made about my tail."
Bulma slumps against the wall even more. "I guess I kinda
brought this on myself." Then glares at Goku again. "But next
time you get to make a wish, leave me out of it."
Oolong sits there quietly, grumping about the situation. He
glances over at Puar and sees she is looking out at something.
"Yo, Puar. Whatcha doin'?"
"I'm looking at the moon."
"How can you care about the moon at a time like this?!"
Puar can only smile. "It's a full moon. That's how. I want
to see something pretty before I die."
"Don't SAY that!!"
Goku looks up with interest and joins the conversation. "Full
moon, huh? A horrible monster comes when the moon's full, you know."
"Oh, yeah, right. A werewolf, I'll bet," snaps Bulma. "What're
we tellin', campfire stories?"
"It's true! My Grampa died from bein' 'stepped' on by that monster!"
"You're telling me it smashed the legendary martial arts master,
Son Gohan?"
"An' my house! An' the trees! Everything!!"
Oolong moves closer, curious about Goku's story. "What kind of
monster WAS it?"
"I didn't see it. I was asleep."
"You slept through your house being destroyed?! What are you
made of, anyway?" Goku can only shrug at that.
"Grampa always used to say," Goku continues. "'Never look at the
full moon, boy...' Only I don't know what me lookin' at it could do.
I wonder if that monster comes out around here, too." Goku suddenly
noticed that everyone was in the opposite corner of the room from him.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"I-it c-can't b-be..." whispers Yamcha.
"T-t-t-tell me something... Th-the night your Grampa died...
did you look at the m-moon?"
"Yeah!" Goku scratches the back of his head and grins. "He told
me not to, but when I went to pee... well..."
Yamcha and Bulma keep right against the wall, not daring to move.
"Wh-wh-what do you think?" Yamcha asks.
"M-m-me? Wh-wh-what do YOU think?!?
"I-I-I had a f-feeling he wasn't an ordinary k-k-kid... 'C-c-course
it... it..."
"C-c-could be just a coincidence," finishes Bulma. "C-couldn't it?"
Goku just smiles in confusion, wondering why they were acting all
funny. "Huh? What? Whatcha talkin' about?"
"We g-gotta test it," says Oolong. "Show him the full m-moon. Then
we'll know."
"W-well... Yeah..."
"Y-you're right... But... ACK!! What about me?! I've got a
tail now, too!!"
"Goku! Whatever you do, just don't look there! Okay, Goku?"
Oolong conveniently points to something behind Goku.
"Where?" Goku looks behind him. ^_^
"YAAAAA!!" "EEEEE!!"
"Whoops. I did it again." The monkey-tailed boy scratches the
back of his head in confusion and smiles.
"...eep?" All of the gang look at Goku, wide-eyed in shock.
Oolong creeps forward cautiously.
"Y-y-y-you're OK? N-nothing's wrong?"
"Wrong how?"
"Phew!" Yamcha slumps in obvious relief.
"You rascal! Scaring us like that!" Oolong is also showing
relief, Puar lets out a sigh behind him.
"I TOLD you it was impossible! Heh heh! Now that I think about
it, the moon does look nice..."
PING!
Yamcha notices Goku suddenly stand ramrod stiff.
B-bmp. B-Bmp. B-Bmp!
"H-hey, G-Goku... Wh-what is it?!"
B-Bmp! B-BMP! B-BMP!!
Goku suddenly grows out of his clothes, hair forming all over
him, and he turns his head to look at them.
"RROOOOAARR!!"
"AAAAAAA!!!"
"RROOOOAARR!!" Yamcha, Oolong and Puar turn suddenly at the
second roar, and stare in horror as Bulma grew as well.
"AAAAAAA!!!"
"RRRR...." By this time, both Goku and Bulma had grew enough to
touch the ceiling with their heads.
"ROWR!!"
*****
"Hnnuhh... Whazzat racket?" Pilaf tries to rub his eyes to
wake up more, while Shu and Mai were a bit more alert.
"Gettin' rowdy, are they?"
"The nerve o' them..."
*****
BOOOOM!! Monster-Goku and Monster-Bulma crash up through the
castle, while the full moon shines overhead...
*****
Next time on Dragonball!
Monkey Business!
Who will survive the terrible twosome!
*****
Author's Note:
Well, ol' WandererD managed to get me part of his second Story
of Ukyo, Book 2, so in exchange, I finished up this chapter of
Bulma's Tale. Some of you might debate that the term 'Monster-Bulma'
is redundant at ANY time! ^_^ But I used it here to show the
difference between the regular Bulma we all know and love, and the
giant ape version, which is equally scary!
