Episode 5: Can Someone Pass the Ant-Acid?

::Super Narrator::

THE CITY OF TOWNSVILLE (last time on Dragon Ball Z)… is waiting patiently to see who will win the game of Mother May I, so I can go on LUNCH BREAK! GAW!

::Bubbles::

We're hungry too, ya know!

::everyone cheers::

::Super Narrator::

Can I help that? NO! Let's just get on with this!

"Yamcha, what is so funny?" Bulma asked, coming over to where Puar, Yamcha, and Bubbles were standing. Yamcha turned the picture toward her.

"Oh, my… Bubbles, honey, you do realize that Puar is a…" Bulma began.

"A WHAT?"

::Super Narrator::

A girl! DUH!

"…he is…I mean, she is?" Bubbles asked, feeling very uncomfortable.

"EXCUSE ME PEOPLE!!!"

They all turned to see Goku and Krillin standing impatiently next to Cell, the newly pronounced mother.

"CAN WE PLEEASE JUST GET ON WITH THIS?!" Krillin screamed at them, his face growing red. Bulma promptly went up and smacked him.

"EXCUSE ME, Krillin, but I am trying to have a conversation!"

"Food's ready!" Trunks yelled out.

Many grew green as their stomachs curned. King Cold sacked out on a chair next to Garlic Jr. And everyone else took their seats. Trunks began handing out the radioactive discs of meat.

"Um, Trunks?" Nappa said, carefully inspecting his shining burger. Trunks turned toward him.

"Yes?"

"What is… this?" he said, poking the meat with his finger.

::Super Narrator::

It's a hamburger you dunce!

::Nappa::

This is a hamburger?

::Trunks::

YES!!!

::Nappa::

Oh, okay… I've just never seen a hamburger that had more brains than I did.

::Super Narrator::

I've seen plenty more than just one…

All of a sudden, a scream is let out from the other end of the table…

"Oh, no!"

"Help, someone!"

"Garlic Jr. is choking on his hamburger!"

Everyone turned to look down at the other end of the table where Garlic Jr. was sprawled out across the table, gasping for air. King Cold suddenly stood up from his seat.

"Stand back, everyone! I know CPR!"

"CPR?" Goku said, with a mouth full of hamburger.

"Yes… back in the days when I was a Bay Watch life guard, it was mandatory for us to learn CPR…"

"Excuse me," Garlic Jr. said, raising his head off the table.

"Yessss?"

"Um, I'm kind of in need of some help here…"

"Shut up, I'm talking!" King Cold scolded, stepping up on the table and onto Garlic Jr.'s face.

"Ouch…"

"Wait a minute… what's that noise?"

Far away in the distance and growing closer was blaring music of what sounded to be like…

::Super Narrator::

…Chumbawumba?

"Oh, that must be Frieza. Him and his blaring music…" Cell said, giving his hamburger to Turtle. Turtle snubbed him and shuffled away as fast as he could.

Just then a "Pretty-in-Pink" motorcycle drove up onto the scene, with painfully loud music.

::Super Narrator::

WHAHAHAHA!

::Frieza::

What's so funny?

::Super Narrator::

I'm a Barbie girl too, Frieza…

"OKAY THIS HAS GONE ON LONG ENOUGH!" Krillin cried jumping up onto the table. Everyone gasped.

::Buttercup::

I didn't gasp "Stupid" Narrator…

::Super Narrator::

That's "Super" Narrator, missy, and I say that you gasped!

::Buttercup::

Whatever. I don't see what's so "Super" about it.

::Super Narrator laughs evilly::

"SHUT UP!" Krillin screamed.

::Super Narrator::

Excuse you!

"Both of you shut up!" ChiChi said, getting up on the table and pushing Krillin off. "I want to know where my REAL Goku is so we can all go home!"

::Super Narrator::

AMEN SISTER!

::Buttercup::

Sister?

::Super Narrator::

Yeah, what of it?

::Buttercup::

Oh, nevermind.

::Chichi::

Now, where are the real Goku and Krillin? Or I'll be getting rough with ya'!

::Super Narrator runs and hides in corner::

"I know where they are!" Frieza says in an "all too girly" voice. "I just saw them over the hill at the ice cream vendor."

"Really?" Blossom said, flying over to where the feminine Frieza sat applying lipstick in a compact mirror.

"Yeah, here they come now!"

Just over the hill, two shadowy silhouettes of a man with hair that never went flat and a short man who never grew an inch were coming closer. Everyone gasped, again.

::Bubbles::

Why are we gasping?

::Buttercup::

Nevermind, just go with it.

::Super Narrator::

That's right!

"Hey guys!" the real Goku said, coming up to the table where everyone sat, except for ChiChi who was standing on it and King Cold who was still standing on Garlic Jr.

"Goku? Krillin? Is it really you?" Buttercup asked in suspicion. She crossed her arms "Vegeta-like", again a wink from Bulma.

"STOP winking at me!" Buttercup screamed. Bulma winked again, with a grunt from Vegeta.

"Hey guys, simmer down, okay? In the name of Kami…" the real Goku said, licking his ice cream cone.

"Wait a minute… if these are the real Goku and Krillin… then who are THEY?" Blossom asked, pointing to the two at the other end of the table. Gasps from everyone.

All was quiet for a few moments.

"'Fake' Krillin… your line!" Bulma whispered to the fake Krillin, nudging him with her elbow.

"Oh, sorry! Um… okay. We confess. We're not really Goku and Krillin or Mojo Jojo and HIM. We're really…" the fake Krillin said.

Then the fake Goku and Krillin pulled off their masks revealing…

"No…"

"It just can't be…"

"I don't believe it's…"

::Super Narrator::

Gaw, do I have to do all the work around here?! It's just…

::Bulma::

Shut up, Narrator. We can handle this one.

"It's… Inuyasha and Sponge Bob Square Pants?" Gohan said. Everyone laughed.

"No, silly! It's really the Mayor and Miss Bellum!" Mayor said, taking off the rest of his Goku costume. Gohan wondered how that short man had been so tall just a minute ago…

"But Mayor… why?" Bubbles asked, fighting tears.

"Oh, just for kicks, my dear," Mayor explained.

"Besides, me and Vegeta had some scores to settle," Miss Bellum said, winking at the Saiyan prince. Vegeta blushed. Bulma kicked him from under the table.

"Well, I guess that raps up the whole mystery business," Blossom said. "We should probably be heading home."

Cheers from everyone.

"What? You're happy we're leaving?" Buttercup said, clenching a fist.

::Super Narrator::

Of course they are, who would want you around?

::Buttercup::

You'd better watch it bub…

"Really, though. We're just glad that this all worked out so well," Bulma said. "And that we didn't have to eat my son's nasty burgers."

"MOM!" Trunks cried angrily.

"Sorry."

::laughter from everyone::

::Super Narrator::

For once and for all the day is saved thanks to…

ME! The Super Narrator!

::Super Narrator is shown in front of the whirly deal giving a big, cheesy peace sign::

::Buttercup::

It was not saved by you, you jerk!

::Super Narrator::

Yes it was!

::Buttercup::

NO!

::Super Narrator::

YES!

::Buttercup::

NO!

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{^.^;;} Starberry