Icky Piccy!
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Miss Sheba: *smiling* Last time on "Icky Piccy", Vegeta, Bulma, and Goku find out just who has been playing these mean jokes on them.
Chuquita: *looking at a very pouty-faced Vegeta* I hope he's oh-kay…
Miss Sheba: *grins at Vegeta, who is now chewing on his boot in protest* Awww, he's just like a puppy…[clasps hands together] I love 'im like the big brother I never will have…
Chuquita: How come?
Miss Sheba: Duh, Chu! I'm the oldest in my family! *rolls eyes at Piccolo* Piccolo, however…
Piccolo: *on hands and knees* Nooooo! Please don't replace me w/ Dende! I'll be good! I promise! Waaaah!!!!!!
Miss Sheba: *waves hand at him* Oh, Piccy, I won't replace you w/ Dende. He's too calm for me anyways. And too young. [growls at Piccolo] You, however, are perfect for me…
Piccolo: *gulps* I'm beginning to regret my plea…
Chuquita: Well, look at it this way, Piccy, at least you won't die lonely.
Miss Sheba: *Shakespearean* Ah, yes, Chu. 'Tis better to have loved than to have never loved at all…
Chuquita: *getting into the act* How true, dear Sheba, how true.
Piccolo: *groaning* I always knew girls were weird.
Miss Sheba: On with the fic!!
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"Puh-Piccolo did this to me?" Vegeta said his eyes beginning to water. "Wuh-wuh-why?"
Bulma rolled her eyes. "Oh suck it up ya' big baby! It's only your diary!"
But Vegeta bawled even more.
Goku put his arms around the ouji in a buddy hug. "Awww, poor lil' Veggie. I'm sorry, Veggie."
Bulma watched outside the window as the hyperactive Namek flew off in the direction to Kame House.
"Uh, guys? When you're done, do ya' think you could, y'know, stop Piccolo from ruining someone else's life?" she said nervously.
The two Saiyajin immediately stopped sobbing and rushed out the window, following Piccolo's ki.
"We have really got to close this window," said a weary Bulma as she shut the windowpane.
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"NAMEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!" Vegeta roared as he and Goku sped through the air. "WHERE THE H.F.I.L. ARE YOU??!!!"
"Vegeta!" Goku chided. "We are not going to find Piccolo by intimidating him!"
"Oh, and I guess you're the connoisseur on Nameks?" Vegeta retorted scathingly.
"As a matter of fact, I am," Goku said proudly. "Gohan taught everything he knew about Nameks."
Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Riiight, keep thinking that, Kakkarot."
Goku "hmphed" and started to whistle, "When the Saints Go marching In".
Vegeta, annoyed, slapped his hand over the younger Saiyajin's mouth and hissed, "What the heck are you doing?!"
"Namek-calling," Goku said, his voice muffled through Vegeta's glove.
Vegeta removed his hand from Goku mouth in disbelief. "Namek calling?" he asked incredulously.
"Yeah, it's a Namek song that's been forgotten by the Namek people. The only song that sounds similar to it is "When the Saints Go Marching In". Gohan taught me that you can also whistle it without hurting any Namekian ears also." Goku puffed out his chest with pride at his ability to learn this bit of info.
"Whatta load or gar-bage!" Vegeta scoffed.
Goku's chest deflated and sadly, he turned to follow Vegeta. "What ever you say, Veggie…"
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One would think that shooting rabid hypodermic needles at someone and posting diary secrets on the Internet would be enough for a Namek. But, no. Our Piccolo is not easily amused by such childish [A/N: Piccolo thinks those pranks are childish??!] pranks.
No. He needed something big. Something bad, something really…eeeevil.
"Well, well, we're at Muten Roshi's house. The pervert and turtle-lover," Piccolo grinned. "I wonder what happens when I mix the two."
Shuffling through his bag of tricks, Piccolo pulled out a test tube filled with a pinkish-purplish powder.
"Now to kill two birds with one stone!" Piccolo smirked. He planned on ruining Turtle and Master Roshi's lives in one sprinkle.
Piccolo silently lowered himself until he was a few feet off the island sands. There was Turtle, sunbathing, unsuspecting of the insane green man behind him.
*sprinkle* *sprinkle* Piccolo carefully made sure all of the powder was on Turtle. He grinned as the pinkish-purplish stuff started to boil and froth on Turtle's shell. It started to emit a smell, a smell that was horrible to women, but to men, irresistible. {A/N: I am so sorry, Turtle!]
*snif* *snif* "Eh?" The old man sniffed the air, as he (momentarily) looked up from his porno mag. "What's that lovely smell?"
He practically floated outside as he followed the smell from his bedroom, to the living room, and out the door.
"Meh?" He spotted the object of beauty where which the smell had come. "Oooo…" he cackled. [Pervert…]
"Heh heh," Piccolo cackled himself, "it also causes the male gender to see hallucinations too."
He glanced at his watch. "Well, my time here is up." He looked in the direction of South City. "Time to ruin someone else's life. MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!" He grabbed his bag o' tricks (now to be called the B.O.T.) and dashed away.
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"Veggie, I don't see Piccolo anywhere. Nor can I sense him," Goku whined. They had been flying around for a couple of hours since they suddenly lost the Namek's ki.
"Baka Namek," Vegeta growled under his breath.
"Veggie, are you sure we aren't lost?"
"Grrrrrr…"
"Okay! Okay. Geez…"
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Piccolo flew to South City, where Yamcha and Puar now resided.
"Yamcha's an idiot anyways. No one will notice his "misfortune"," Piccolo said eyeing the small apartment building where the two friends lived.
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"Vegeta…"
Vegeta's eyes narrowed at the sound of Goku's voice. "What?" Vegeta asked through gritted teeth.
"We're not getting anywhere by following your plan," the taller Saiyajin said in a singsong voice.
Vegeta exploded with anger. "Oh yeah?! Well if you can do better than me then prove it!!"
"Okay!" Goku chirped and he pulled out a pickle-shaped crystal.
"What is that?" Vegeta asked, staring at the queer-shaped crystal.
"We can find Piccolo with this!"
"It's pickle-shaped…"
"I know," Goku said, putting the crystal in the air. "This crystal will glow green if we're close. If we're not, it'll stay clear."
"It's…pickle-shaped…"
Yes, yes, I know…" The crystal glowed a pickle green. "Yes! We're close!"
Vegeta couldn't help staring at the shape. "That… is a pickle-shaped crystal…"
Goku grabbed Vegeta's shoulder. "C'mon, Vegeta! The crystal is gonna transport us to Piccolo!"
"It's-"
"Ugh, I know, Vegeta. It's "pickle-shaped". Now, come on, touch it!"
"No."
Goku rolled his eyes and shoved the crystal into Vegeta's hand while still holding it. For a minute, everything was green. Then, they were gone.
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"MUAHAHAHA!!!MUAHAHAHA!!!MUAHAHA!MUAHAHA!"
"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!" Puar and Yamcha fled for their lives as Piccolo unleashed the seven-foot roaches in their apartment. Right now, the roaches were trying to dine on them.
"I am so glad roaches don't fancy Namek meat!! MUAHAHA!!!"
"What are we gonna do, Yamcha?" asked a petrified Puar.
Yamcha shuddered. 'Kami, those things are ugly.'
"Well, Puar," he said shakily, "I guess our best bet is to blast them!" With that, Yamcha powered up and started to blast them to slimy roach chunks.
"Ohhh. I think I gonna be sick…" Puar moaned.
Piccolo just guffawed at the sight. The other people in the apartment building ran outside in their pajamas and nighties. (Only a rare few had all their clothes on.)
"Yaaaaah!!!" Yamcha screamed as the roaches started to form ki-blasts of their own. "This is not good. Puar?" He looked for the little blue kitty, who fainted at the sight of roach chunks. [A/N: Ewww….]
"Puar!" Yamcha flew at her and rescued her before the roaches fired their blasts.
"Ahahahaha! Ki-blastin' cockroaches!" Piccolo laughed. "I hope you like them because they like you…fried, that is!"
Yamcha looked for the nearest escape route he could find.
"The window!" He raced for the window with all his speed until-
SLAM! One of the roaches slammed it shut.
*click, click* *click, click* (Which is freaky roach language for, "You're not going anywhere, skin-man."
Yamcha screamed as the roaches stepped (or crawled) closer making him back into a wall.
"Please…have mercy…" he begged.
Piccolo only looked on in glee.
"Unhand him, Namek," said a gruff voice.
"Yeah! Um, Veggie, what does "unhand" mean?"
Piccolo whirled around. "Hello, Vegeta. Hello, Goku."
Vegeta narrowed his eyes at the Namek. "Call off the roaches, Namek, or I shall be forced to do so myself."
Piccolo's eyes widened. "Call off my babies? Surely you jest, ouji."
Goku floated forward. "Do it now, Piccy."
The Namek winced at the nickname, but held up his hand. "Stop…bugs."
The roaches stopped. Yamcha nearly fainted himself. He looked upward. "Thank you. Thank you."
Goku growled at Piccolo. "You…monster."
Vegeta raised an eyebrow at Goku's behavior. "Kakkarot? You pick this time to act like Bardock?"
"Huh?" Goku snapped out of his growl. "What?"
Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Baka."
"Sooo," Piccolo sneered, "You came to stop me, eh?" He reached into his B.O.T. and pulled out a red rectangular gem. "Say hello, Ms. Fem-Gem."
*Hello! Tee-hee! ^_^*
"Urk!" Goku and Vegeta immediately backed up.
"Um, Vegeta?" Goku looked slightly confused. "How come Piccolo's not affected by the Gem?"
"Because he's asexual, baka!" Vegeta cried, nearly backing into Goku.
Piccolo grinned. "How would you like to be a girl, Veggilina?"
"N-no…" Vegeta moaned. He looked to Goku for protection. "Will you?"
"Will I what?" Goku asked.
"Will you take the bullet for your prince?"
"What?" Goku's mouth gaped open. "Piccolo doesn't have a gun, Veggie."
"Not a real bullet, bullethead! The Gem!"
"Oh. No," Goku said matter-of-factly.
Piccolo smiled. "Ha! Even your own friend wouldn't risk his life with this!" He shoved the Gem in their faces. "Eat frills, girlies!"
He flung the Gem at Vegeta who was limp with shock at Goku's answer. "Y-you wouldn't save me?" he murmured sadly under his breath.
Goku panicked as the crystal zoomed straight for the ouji. "Gah, why me?"
He flung himself in front of Vegeta just as the crystal was a few feet from the prince. A bright red light engulfed the younger Saiyajin and disappeared to reveal a short (but beautiful) Saiyajin girl with curly shoulder-length black hair.
"There! I hope you're happy!" she said sharply as she went to look for Piccolo.
"Huh? What was that, Kakarotto?" Vegeta regained his composure a little after Goku snapped at him. He looked around for the Namek, who was gone. "Awww, nuts," he groaned, disappointed.
But he wasn't disappointed for long. He caught sight of a lovely black-haired girl just in front of him.
"Kakarotto?" Vegeta asked not believing his eyes.
"Yeah, yeah, it's me," she said with utmost indifference.
All of a sudden, all knowledge of Bulma and Trunks existing exited from the ouji's mind. All he wanted was this beautiful Saiyajin girl that was right in his grasp.
"Vegeta? Are you okay? Why are you blushing?" Goku waved her hand in front of his face.
Vegeta promptly grabbed this dainty hand waving in front of him and started to kiss up and down Goku's arm. {A/N: Think of Gomez and Morticia from the Addams Family.]
"What are you doing, Veggie?" Goku asked, blushing herself.
"You are so beautiful…" Vegeta said dreamily between kisses.
"Uhhh…" Goku scratched her head with her free hand. "I'm beautiful?"
Vegeta grinned stupidly. "Yeah…" he mused, then he got on his knees (in mid-air! Cool huh?). "Will you marry me?"
Goku's eyes bulged out. "Whaaaat?" She grabbed the lovesick ouji by the shoulders and shook him. "Vegeta! We can't get married! What about Bulma? And Trunks?"
"Who?"
Goku released Vegeta's shoulders with a puzzled look on her (cute) face. 'He doesn't remember Bulma or Trunks?'
"CURSE YOU, PICCOL-Oh!"
Vegeta had grabbed Goku by the waist and pulled her close.
"Well if you won't marry me, at least kiss me," he pleaded.
'Oh no! Piccolo's on the loose! What am I going to do?' Goku thought frantically.
Then she got an idea.
"Lovely," she said, chuckling to herself.
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Chuquita: *slightly disappointed* I thought they were gonna kiss.
Miss Sheba: Hey! I respect other people's marriages! I can't have them kiss in this story! They kiss in Dragonball C!
Chuquita: *curious* Yes. Please enlighten the readers about this elusive Dragonball C…
Piccolo: *uneasy* Am I dead in that saga too?
Miss Sheba: *happy* Nope! You get married!
Piccolo: *sad* What woman would want me?
Sheba and Chu: Every woman!
Sheba: Hee! ^_^ Anywho, Dragonball C takes place after GT. There's no Bulma and Chi-chi 'cause they're dead (unless you count their conversations in the Other World). Goku is turned into a girl permanently and Bura and Torunkusu play matchmaker for Vegeta! (Heh-heh…) Goku and Veggie get married, have kids and still have crazy adventures going on! Isn't that great?
Chuquita: Cool! How many kids DO they have, Sheba?
Miss Sheba: About…let's see, there's Trunks, Bura, Gohan, and Goten. That's four. Then there's Keiosu, Pai-pai, Bou, Vegeta Jr., Sweet Pea, Haime, Hino, and Zerukon. That's eight. So together, Goku and Veggie have twelve children.
Piccolo: Tuh-tuh-twelve??!!! That's outrageous!!!
Chuquita: That's a lot of Saiyajin/ Saiyajin ½ breeds/ ¼ Saiyajin breeds.
Miss Sheba: Well, it's not like they're all babies. Gohan, Goten, Trunks, and Bura are all adults in DBC. They can take care of themselves! J
Chuquita: Okay, not bad. Not bad at all.
Piccolo: *still in a daze* Tuh-tuh-twelve brats running around screaming, "Mr. Piccolo…" Noooo…*faints*
Miss Sheba: Buh-bye everyone!
Chuquita: See ya!
Piccolo: @_@ ….
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Miss Sheba: *smiling* Last time on "Icky Piccy", Vegeta, Bulma, and Goku find out just who has been playing these mean jokes on them.
Chuquita: *looking at a very pouty-faced Vegeta* I hope he's oh-kay…
Miss Sheba: *grins at Vegeta, who is now chewing on his boot in protest* Awww, he's just like a puppy…[clasps hands together] I love 'im like the big brother I never will have…
Chuquita: How come?
Miss Sheba: Duh, Chu! I'm the oldest in my family! *rolls eyes at Piccolo* Piccolo, however…
Piccolo: *on hands and knees* Nooooo! Please don't replace me w/ Dende! I'll be good! I promise! Waaaah!!!!!!
Miss Sheba: *waves hand at him* Oh, Piccy, I won't replace you w/ Dende. He's too calm for me anyways. And too young. [growls at Piccolo] You, however, are perfect for me…
Piccolo: *gulps* I'm beginning to regret my plea…
Chuquita: Well, look at it this way, Piccy, at least you won't die lonely.
Miss Sheba: *Shakespearean* Ah, yes, Chu. 'Tis better to have loved than to have never loved at all…
Chuquita: *getting into the act* How true, dear Sheba, how true.
Piccolo: *groaning* I always knew girls were weird.
Miss Sheba: On with the fic!!
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"Puh-Piccolo did this to me?" Vegeta said his eyes beginning to water. "Wuh-wuh-why?"
Bulma rolled her eyes. "Oh suck it up ya' big baby! It's only your diary!"
But Vegeta bawled even more.
Goku put his arms around the ouji in a buddy hug. "Awww, poor lil' Veggie. I'm sorry, Veggie."
Bulma watched outside the window as the hyperactive Namek flew off in the direction to Kame House.
"Uh, guys? When you're done, do ya' think you could, y'know, stop Piccolo from ruining someone else's life?" she said nervously.
The two Saiyajin immediately stopped sobbing and rushed out the window, following Piccolo's ki.
"We have really got to close this window," said a weary Bulma as she shut the windowpane.
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"NAMEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!" Vegeta roared as he and Goku sped through the air. "WHERE THE H.F.I.L. ARE YOU??!!!"
"Vegeta!" Goku chided. "We are not going to find Piccolo by intimidating him!"
"Oh, and I guess you're the connoisseur on Nameks?" Vegeta retorted scathingly.
"As a matter of fact, I am," Goku said proudly. "Gohan taught everything he knew about Nameks."
Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Riiight, keep thinking that, Kakkarot."
Goku "hmphed" and started to whistle, "When the Saints Go marching In".
Vegeta, annoyed, slapped his hand over the younger Saiyajin's mouth and hissed, "What the heck are you doing?!"
"Namek-calling," Goku said, his voice muffled through Vegeta's glove.
Vegeta removed his hand from Goku mouth in disbelief. "Namek calling?" he asked incredulously.
"Yeah, it's a Namek song that's been forgotten by the Namek people. The only song that sounds similar to it is "When the Saints Go Marching In". Gohan taught me that you can also whistle it without hurting any Namekian ears also." Goku puffed out his chest with pride at his ability to learn this bit of info.
"Whatta load or gar-bage!" Vegeta scoffed.
Goku's chest deflated and sadly, he turned to follow Vegeta. "What ever you say, Veggie…"
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One would think that shooting rabid hypodermic needles at someone and posting diary secrets on the Internet would be enough for a Namek. But, no. Our Piccolo is not easily amused by such childish [A/N: Piccolo thinks those pranks are childish??!] pranks.
No. He needed something big. Something bad, something really…eeeevil.
"Well, well, we're at Muten Roshi's house. The pervert and turtle-lover," Piccolo grinned. "I wonder what happens when I mix the two."
Shuffling through his bag of tricks, Piccolo pulled out a test tube filled with a pinkish-purplish powder.
"Now to kill two birds with one stone!" Piccolo smirked. He planned on ruining Turtle and Master Roshi's lives in one sprinkle.
Piccolo silently lowered himself until he was a few feet off the island sands. There was Turtle, sunbathing, unsuspecting of the insane green man behind him.
*sprinkle* *sprinkle* Piccolo carefully made sure all of the powder was on Turtle. He grinned as the pinkish-purplish stuff started to boil and froth on Turtle's shell. It started to emit a smell, a smell that was horrible to women, but to men, irresistible. {A/N: I am so sorry, Turtle!]
*snif* *snif* "Eh?" The old man sniffed the air, as he (momentarily) looked up from his porno mag. "What's that lovely smell?"
He practically floated outside as he followed the smell from his bedroom, to the living room, and out the door.
"Meh?" He spotted the object of beauty where which the smell had come. "Oooo…" he cackled. [Pervert…]
"Heh heh," Piccolo cackled himself, "it also causes the male gender to see hallucinations too."
He glanced at his watch. "Well, my time here is up." He looked in the direction of South City. "Time to ruin someone else's life. MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!" He grabbed his bag o' tricks (now to be called the B.O.T.) and dashed away.
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"Veggie, I don't see Piccolo anywhere. Nor can I sense him," Goku whined. They had been flying around for a couple of hours since they suddenly lost the Namek's ki.
"Baka Namek," Vegeta growled under his breath.
"Veggie, are you sure we aren't lost?"
"Grrrrrr…"
"Okay! Okay. Geez…"
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Piccolo flew to South City, where Yamcha and Puar now resided.
"Yamcha's an idiot anyways. No one will notice his "misfortune"," Piccolo said eyeing the small apartment building where the two friends lived.
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"Vegeta…"
Vegeta's eyes narrowed at the sound of Goku's voice. "What?" Vegeta asked through gritted teeth.
"We're not getting anywhere by following your plan," the taller Saiyajin said in a singsong voice.
Vegeta exploded with anger. "Oh yeah?! Well if you can do better than me then prove it!!"
"Okay!" Goku chirped and he pulled out a pickle-shaped crystal.
"What is that?" Vegeta asked, staring at the queer-shaped crystal.
"We can find Piccolo with this!"
"It's pickle-shaped…"
"I know," Goku said, putting the crystal in the air. "This crystal will glow green if we're close. If we're not, it'll stay clear."
"It's…pickle-shaped…"
Yes, yes, I know…" The crystal glowed a pickle green. "Yes! We're close!"
Vegeta couldn't help staring at the shape. "That… is a pickle-shaped crystal…"
Goku grabbed Vegeta's shoulder. "C'mon, Vegeta! The crystal is gonna transport us to Piccolo!"
"It's-"
"Ugh, I know, Vegeta. It's "pickle-shaped". Now, come on, touch it!"
"No."
Goku rolled his eyes and shoved the crystal into Vegeta's hand while still holding it. For a minute, everything was green. Then, they were gone.
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"MUAHAHAHA!!!MUAHAHAHA!!!MUAHAHA!MUAHAHA!"
"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!" Puar and Yamcha fled for their lives as Piccolo unleashed the seven-foot roaches in their apartment. Right now, the roaches were trying to dine on them.
"I am so glad roaches don't fancy Namek meat!! MUAHAHA!!!"
"What are we gonna do, Yamcha?" asked a petrified Puar.
Yamcha shuddered. 'Kami, those things are ugly.'
"Well, Puar," he said shakily, "I guess our best bet is to blast them!" With that, Yamcha powered up and started to blast them to slimy roach chunks.
"Ohhh. I think I gonna be sick…" Puar moaned.
Piccolo just guffawed at the sight. The other people in the apartment building ran outside in their pajamas and nighties. (Only a rare few had all their clothes on.)
"Yaaaaah!!!" Yamcha screamed as the roaches started to form ki-blasts of their own. "This is not good. Puar?" He looked for the little blue kitty, who fainted at the sight of roach chunks. [A/N: Ewww….]
"Puar!" Yamcha flew at her and rescued her before the roaches fired their blasts.
"Ahahahaha! Ki-blastin' cockroaches!" Piccolo laughed. "I hope you like them because they like you…fried, that is!"
Yamcha looked for the nearest escape route he could find.
"The window!" He raced for the window with all his speed until-
SLAM! One of the roaches slammed it shut.
*click, click* *click, click* (Which is freaky roach language for, "You're not going anywhere, skin-man."
Yamcha screamed as the roaches stepped (or crawled) closer making him back into a wall.
"Please…have mercy…" he begged.
Piccolo only looked on in glee.
"Unhand him, Namek," said a gruff voice.
"Yeah! Um, Veggie, what does "unhand" mean?"
Piccolo whirled around. "Hello, Vegeta. Hello, Goku."
Vegeta narrowed his eyes at the Namek. "Call off the roaches, Namek, or I shall be forced to do so myself."
Piccolo's eyes widened. "Call off my babies? Surely you jest, ouji."
Goku floated forward. "Do it now, Piccy."
The Namek winced at the nickname, but held up his hand. "Stop…bugs."
The roaches stopped. Yamcha nearly fainted himself. He looked upward. "Thank you. Thank you."
Goku growled at Piccolo. "You…monster."
Vegeta raised an eyebrow at Goku's behavior. "Kakkarot? You pick this time to act like Bardock?"
"Huh?" Goku snapped out of his growl. "What?"
Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Baka."
"Sooo," Piccolo sneered, "You came to stop me, eh?" He reached into his B.O.T. and pulled out a red rectangular gem. "Say hello, Ms. Fem-Gem."
*Hello! Tee-hee! ^_^*
"Urk!" Goku and Vegeta immediately backed up.
"Um, Vegeta?" Goku looked slightly confused. "How come Piccolo's not affected by the Gem?"
"Because he's asexual, baka!" Vegeta cried, nearly backing into Goku.
Piccolo grinned. "How would you like to be a girl, Veggilina?"
"N-no…" Vegeta moaned. He looked to Goku for protection. "Will you?"
"Will I what?" Goku asked.
"Will you take the bullet for your prince?"
"What?" Goku's mouth gaped open. "Piccolo doesn't have a gun, Veggie."
"Not a real bullet, bullethead! The Gem!"
"Oh. No," Goku said matter-of-factly.
Piccolo smiled. "Ha! Even your own friend wouldn't risk his life with this!" He shoved the Gem in their faces. "Eat frills, girlies!"
He flung the Gem at Vegeta who was limp with shock at Goku's answer. "Y-you wouldn't save me?" he murmured sadly under his breath.
Goku panicked as the crystal zoomed straight for the ouji. "Gah, why me?"
He flung himself in front of Vegeta just as the crystal was a few feet from the prince. A bright red light engulfed the younger Saiyajin and disappeared to reveal a short (but beautiful) Saiyajin girl with curly shoulder-length black hair.
"There! I hope you're happy!" she said sharply as she went to look for Piccolo.
"Huh? What was that, Kakarotto?" Vegeta regained his composure a little after Goku snapped at him. He looked around for the Namek, who was gone. "Awww, nuts," he groaned, disappointed.
But he wasn't disappointed for long. He caught sight of a lovely black-haired girl just in front of him.
"Kakarotto?" Vegeta asked not believing his eyes.
"Yeah, yeah, it's me," she said with utmost indifference.
All of a sudden, all knowledge of Bulma and Trunks existing exited from the ouji's mind. All he wanted was this beautiful Saiyajin girl that was right in his grasp.
"Vegeta? Are you okay? Why are you blushing?" Goku waved her hand in front of his face.
Vegeta promptly grabbed this dainty hand waving in front of him and started to kiss up and down Goku's arm. {A/N: Think of Gomez and Morticia from the Addams Family.]
"What are you doing, Veggie?" Goku asked, blushing herself.
"You are so beautiful…" Vegeta said dreamily between kisses.
"Uhhh…" Goku scratched her head with her free hand. "I'm beautiful?"
Vegeta grinned stupidly. "Yeah…" he mused, then he got on his knees (in mid-air! Cool huh?). "Will you marry me?"
Goku's eyes bulged out. "Whaaaat?" She grabbed the lovesick ouji by the shoulders and shook him. "Vegeta! We can't get married! What about Bulma? And Trunks?"
"Who?"
Goku released Vegeta's shoulders with a puzzled look on her (cute) face. 'He doesn't remember Bulma or Trunks?'
"CURSE YOU, PICCOL-Oh!"
Vegeta had grabbed Goku by the waist and pulled her close.
"Well if you won't marry me, at least kiss me," he pleaded.
'Oh no! Piccolo's on the loose! What am I going to do?' Goku thought frantically.
Then she got an idea.
"Lovely," she said, chuckling to herself.
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Chuquita: *slightly disappointed* I thought they were gonna kiss.
Miss Sheba: Hey! I respect other people's marriages! I can't have them kiss in this story! They kiss in Dragonball C!
Chuquita: *curious* Yes. Please enlighten the readers about this elusive Dragonball C…
Piccolo: *uneasy* Am I dead in that saga too?
Miss Sheba: *happy* Nope! You get married!
Piccolo: *sad* What woman would want me?
Sheba and Chu: Every woman!
Sheba: Hee! ^_^ Anywho, Dragonball C takes place after GT. There's no Bulma and Chi-chi 'cause they're dead (unless you count their conversations in the Other World). Goku is turned into a girl permanently and Bura and Torunkusu play matchmaker for Vegeta! (Heh-heh…) Goku and Veggie get married, have kids and still have crazy adventures going on! Isn't that great?
Chuquita: Cool! How many kids DO they have, Sheba?
Miss Sheba: About…let's see, there's Trunks, Bura, Gohan, and Goten. That's four. Then there's Keiosu, Pai-pai, Bou, Vegeta Jr., Sweet Pea, Haime, Hino, and Zerukon. That's eight. So together, Goku and Veggie have twelve children.
Piccolo: Tuh-tuh-twelve??!!! That's outrageous!!!
Chuquita: That's a lot of Saiyajin/ Saiyajin ½ breeds/ ¼ Saiyajin breeds.
Miss Sheba: Well, it's not like they're all babies. Gohan, Goten, Trunks, and Bura are all adults in DBC. They can take care of themselves! J
Chuquita: Okay, not bad. Not bad at all.
Piccolo: *still in a daze* Tuh-tuh-twelve brats running around screaming, "Mr. Piccolo…" Noooo…*faints*
Miss Sheba: Buh-bye everyone!
Chuquita: See ya!
Piccolo: @_@ ….