Otherworlds: Dragonball

by Mutsunokami

"Funny what happens... when you don't have a tail! Well,
you'll get used to it."

"Huh?! My tail?!" Goku looks behind him for his tail.
"WHOA!! It's GONE!!" He puts his hands behind his head. "Oh,
well."

CRASH!

"You don't let much worry you, do you?" Oolong wipes some
dirt off of his face. Goku starts looking around for something.

"Not my tail... but have you seen my Nyoibo?" Yamcha is
dusting himself off, too, and points over at the castle.

"It must be buried... in that wreckage somewhere."

"My Grampa gave me that staff. I'm gonna look for it!" So
saying, Goku ran off towards the ruined castle, falling over every
so often. WOMP! "Oww!" Oolong turns back to the rest of the
tired adventurers.

"So what're we gonna do now? If it'll be a year before the
Dragon Balls are trackable again... we may as well go our
separate ways, right?" Bulma slowly winds her tail around her
waist.

"I guess so..." Yamcha shakes Puar gently to wake her up.

"Wake up, Puar. We're going home."

"*Sigh* Another year without the Perfect Boyfriend." Bulma
suddenly perks up. "Huh?!"

Yamcha stands there in somewhat shallow thought. *Another
year of girl-phobia... at this rate, I'll never get mar-* Yamcha
suddenly straightens up. "Huh?!"

Both Yamcha and Bulma suddenly face each other in surprise.
B-Bump! Little hearts appear in the air around them as they gaze
into each others eyes. "Fouuund it!! Yaay! Whoopee!!" WOMP!
Goku falls on his face again.

"Lookee!! I found--!"

"Ukh!!" Goku walks up to Oolong in confusion.

"What is it, Oolong?"

"Disgusting-- That's what!" Saying that, he points at Bulma
and Yamcha, who are dancing with each other and singing. Puar
dances around them in happiness.

"What game is that??"

"Oh! Guess what, Goku! We've decided to go to the city!
Wanna come with us? A cute li'l monkey like you will be real
popular with the girls!"

"I'm gonna go to the Turtle Guy's! I wanna train a lot and
get real strong!"

"Too bad for you. Oolong..?"

"Are there really a lot of girls there?"

"Tons! Too bad none of em'll like a snotty little perv like
you, though!"

"You coulda stopped and 'tons'!!" Oolong crosses his arms in
irritation. "Well... 'snot like I'm rich with options. I'll tag
along." Goku smiles and looks up at Bulma and Yamcha.

"'An next year, let's go hunt Dragon Balls again, 'kay?"
Bulma holds a hand over her mouth and giggles.

"Tee hee! Who needs Dragon Balls anymore?"

"Huh?"

"Not Mee-eee!!" Yamcha and Bulma almost start dancing around
again. Oolong stands off a ways and makes gagging sounds. Goku
just scratches his head again.

"So how'm I gonna find the ball Grampa left me? I don't know
how to trace it!" Bulma takes out the Dragon Radar.

"No prob... I'll give you the Dragon Radar! One year from
now, press this... and you should get a signal!"

"Thanks!" Yamcha pulls out a capsule and grins.

"Shall we go-- Sweetest?!" He throws the capsule and it opens
to become a small jet plane, complete with two machine guns on the
top. "Goku, I hope you become as great as the Invincible Master
himself!!"

"Me, too!" Goku shakes Yamcha's hand.

"In the meantime, we'll all come visit you," bubbles Bulma.
Yamcha opens up the front of the jet. Goku turns and puts his
hands to his mouth to yell.

"KIN-TO'UUUN!!" Off in the far distance, a speck appears.
It rapidly grows to become the Kintoun, Goku's cloud given to him
by Master Roshi. "Over here!" The cloud pulls to a stop in front
of Goku and he clambers on it.

"O-kay! To the Turtle Guy's place!" Yamcha is pulling Bulma
up into the jet and Oolong turns toward Goku.

"Take it easy, Goku!"

"You too, Oolong!" He shoots up into the sky as the jet
starts taking off. Soon the jet is pulling along side of Goku and
his Kintoun. He turns to see them waving and waves at them,
grinning. "SO LO-O-O-O-ONG!!"

"BYE-BY-EEEEE--!!" VWUUU--N!! SHHHHHNN!! Bulma and friends
fly off into the morning sky. Goku heads off in a different
direction and watches the jet disappear.

"Boy! There's lotsa nice people out there! This is gonna
be fun!" Goku flies off into the distance.

Back on the jet...

"-and you can all stay at my place! We've got lots of room!"

"I wouldn't want to impose on your family, Bulma."

"Oh, no worries. Capsule Corp. has LOTS of room! Feel free
to stay as long as you'd like!" Yamcha, Puar and Oolong stare at
her. "What?"

"You live at Capsule Corp.?!" Bulma just looks at Oolong in
surprise.

"Didn't I tell you?" The rest just look back at her. "Guess
not, huh? I'm Bulma Briefs! My Dad owns the company!"

Yamcha just turns back to his piloting while Oolong gets a
sneaky look on his face.

"Oh, and guys? Next time I turn into a giant monster, you
had better be a LOT quicker with the clothes. If you think that
nosebleed you got the last time was bad, what I'll do to you next
time will be MUCH WORSE!! And thanks for the save Puar. I don't
think I'd want to use Oolong for a blanket. Glad you thought of
it first." Bulma just glares at Oolong.

The plane flies off into the distance towards the city...

*****

Next time on Dragonball!

One month after getting home, Bulma thinks about taking up martial
arts to curb her increasingly violent temper!

*****

Author's Note:

Kinda short, I know, but I'm starting to get into unfamiliar
territory here. Just like getting lost in thought, eh? ^_^ A
friend of mine pointed out that I didn't do a scene last chapter
about Bulma changing back to normal. I'll tell you now. I am not
omnipotent. I don't think of everything. The way I write, I tend
to overlook small details because they bog me down. I'm a meat and
potatoes kind of writer. I ignore the garnish. So, I put in a
little dialogue for that missing scene in this chapter because I'm
too lazy to rewrite Ch. 3. Oh, and if you guys are wandering how
Bulma could control herself in oozaru form, just remember that Goku
dropped several hundred tons of stone tower on her head, then stomped
on her. He literally knocked some sense into her, but that won't
come into play till later. Contrite, I know, but I'm the writer.
*shrugs* Ja ne!