The Z-Team, Chapter 4
By Elbereth in April and Kazam
A/N: Please forgive us for not updating in forever. But we have begun once again, so stay on this channel. This chapter is short, but we'll keep writing.
Dr. Gero rubs his head. "Let me get this straight. You have failed me once again?" The androids back up nervously. "The island is still not in my possession?" Rage overcomes him. "Who are these new owners? I want them dead!"
Suddenly the door bursts open. "Were you looking for us?" Piccolo asks.
The Z-Team runs in, looking intimidating. V.A. is smirking in a particularly nasty way.
"Get them!" Dr. Gero shouts.
"Not again. . ." 16 moans.
The results of the fight are predictable. The androids lose. Again. The lab gets somewhat trashed. And Dr. Gero is really, *really* mad.
The Z-Team strolls casually away.
"Think they learned their lesson?" H.M. Goku asks cheerfully.
"No," Piccolo says. "But they had to be given that chance to go straight."
"Hn." V.A. scowls.
Suddenly Goku stops, lifts his head, and smells the air. "Food!" He takes off jogging down the hall.
V.A. perks up a bit and follows at a more rapid pace than normal. Piccolo and Yamcha glance at each other and shake their heads, but follow, too.
When they round the corner they see several tables set up, covered with food for a buffet. The various scientists are standing in line with plates on trays, helping themselves.
Goku and V.A. are loading food onto plates when Piccolo and Yamcha catch up. Piccolo just takes a bottle of water. Yamcha looks around the large room. At the next table over he catches sight of a familiar face.
"Hey, Bulma!" he calls.
The Z-Team and Bulma turn to look at each other. "Oh, hi guys," she greets them, walking over.
"That's right, I forgot you'd be here," Vegeta states.
"Yeah, I'm following Dad around," Bulma tells them, smiling. "I'm not sure where he disappeared to at the moment, though."
Goku smiles, mouth full of the food he is shoving in at a frenzied pace. "We've been chasing villians!"
Bulma turns to V.A., swishing her hips as she walks over to him and takes his arm possessively. "Has my strong, handsome Prince been beating up bad guys again?" she purrs, pressing up against him.
He blushes just the tiniest bit, food cradled in one arm, woman in the other. ". . . yes. . ."
She traces circles on his chest with her finger.
"Do you have to PDA all the time?" Yamcha complains.
"What's PDA?" Goku asks curiously.
"Public display of affection."
Goku wipes the last of the crumbs off his hands and puts his plate down. "You mean like this?" He throws himself at the cuddling couple and wraps his arms around both of them. "Group hug!"
V.A. drops his food and shoves Goku violently away. "Kakkarot, you baka! Get away from me!"
Unnoticed in the shadows, two figures watch them. One shakes her head. "We've been losing to a bunch of goofballs," she mutters.
"They'll be gone soon," #17 murmurs. "And when they are--we'll grab that girl."
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"Dad's presentation is already done," Bulma tells the Z warriors as they finish eating. "But I'll probably be here all evening. This convention is proving pretty interesting--even though some of these mad scientists are really weird."
"Have fun," Yamcha says as the Z-Team prepares to leave.
Bulma walks away with one last wink at V.A. The warriors exit the building and take to the air, returning to Kame-House.
Bulma happily makes her way down the hall, humming to herself and thinking of new inventions.
Suddenly Android #17 leaps from the shadows, throwing one hand over her mouth and one arm around her waist, pinning her arms down.
"Mmmm! Mmmm!" She tries to scream but can't.
"Dr. Gero wants to see you," #17 says, laughing somewhat maniacally.
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Back on Kame Island, the Z-Team reports their activities to Krillin, Marron, and Roshi.
"So what happens next?" Roshi asks.
"We wait for their response," Piccolo replies. "The next move is theirs."
As if on cue, the telephone rings.
"I'll get it," Krillin volunteers. He picks up the phone. "Moshi moshi."
"I want to talk to the owner of Kame Island," an evil voice hisses.
"Um--I think he wants you, Piccolo." Krillin hands the phone over.
"This is Colonel Piccolo."
"If you ever want to see Bulma Briefs alive again," says the voice of Dr. Gero, "you'll come back here and bring the deed to that property with you."
"They have Bulma," Piccolo announces.
V.A. goes ballistic. "What? They've dared to touch my mate? *My* mate? I'll kill them! I'll blast a hole in them and pull out their entrails! I'll slice them to pieces! I'll cause them such pain they'll beg me to end their miserable little lives! I'll. . ."
"V.A., that's gross," Goku interrupts.
V.A. grabs him by the throat. "They must pay!"
"Calm down, V.A. We'll get her back all right," Yamcha tries to reassure him.
V.A. drops Goku and turns to him, scowling ferociously. Yamcha yelps and hides behind Marron.
"We're on our way over," Piccolo says into the phone. "If she's harmed in any way, I'm afraid you'll seriously regret it. Just so you know-- kidnapping Bulma--*big* mistake."
V.A. takes to the air.
"Wait for us, V.A.!" Piccolo orders, but V.A. ignores him. He zooms away. Piccolo hangs up the phone and he and the others quickly follow.
"Now V.A., don't blow up the whole convention center, OK?" Yamcha begs.
Krillin, Roshi, and Marron wave goodbye. Inside the house, Puar and Oolong cower in fear.
"They're weird," Roshi comments.
"But they seem to get results." Krillin scratches his bald head. "Actually, it kind of looks like fun." He goes back into the house, dreaming of fighting bad guys.
A/N: Please forgive us for not updating in forever. But we have begun once again, so stay on this channel. This chapter is short, but we'll keep writing.
Dr. Gero rubs his head. "Let me get this straight. You have failed me once again?" The androids back up nervously. "The island is still not in my possession?" Rage overcomes him. "Who are these new owners? I want them dead!"
Suddenly the door bursts open. "Were you looking for us?" Piccolo asks.
The Z-Team runs in, looking intimidating. V.A. is smirking in a particularly nasty way.
"Get them!" Dr. Gero shouts.
"Not again. . ." 16 moans.
The results of the fight are predictable. The androids lose. Again. The lab gets somewhat trashed. And Dr. Gero is really, *really* mad.
The Z-Team strolls casually away.
"Think they learned their lesson?" H.M. Goku asks cheerfully.
"No," Piccolo says. "But they had to be given that chance to go straight."
"Hn." V.A. scowls.
Suddenly Goku stops, lifts his head, and smells the air. "Food!" He takes off jogging down the hall.
V.A. perks up a bit and follows at a more rapid pace than normal. Piccolo and Yamcha glance at each other and shake their heads, but follow, too.
When they round the corner they see several tables set up, covered with food for a buffet. The various scientists are standing in line with plates on trays, helping themselves.
Goku and V.A. are loading food onto plates when Piccolo and Yamcha catch up. Piccolo just takes a bottle of water. Yamcha looks around the large room. At the next table over he catches sight of a familiar face.
"Hey, Bulma!" he calls.
The Z-Team and Bulma turn to look at each other. "Oh, hi guys," she greets them, walking over.
"That's right, I forgot you'd be here," Vegeta states.
"Yeah, I'm following Dad around," Bulma tells them, smiling. "I'm not sure where he disappeared to at the moment, though."
Goku smiles, mouth full of the food he is shoving in at a frenzied pace. "We've been chasing villians!"
Bulma turns to V.A., swishing her hips as she walks over to him and takes his arm possessively. "Has my strong, handsome Prince been beating up bad guys again?" she purrs, pressing up against him.
He blushes just the tiniest bit, food cradled in one arm, woman in the other. ". . . yes. . ."
She traces circles on his chest with her finger.
"Do you have to PDA all the time?" Yamcha complains.
"What's PDA?" Goku asks curiously.
"Public display of affection."
Goku wipes the last of the crumbs off his hands and puts his plate down. "You mean like this?" He throws himself at the cuddling couple and wraps his arms around both of them. "Group hug!"
V.A. drops his food and shoves Goku violently away. "Kakkarot, you baka! Get away from me!"
Unnoticed in the shadows, two figures watch them. One shakes her head. "We've been losing to a bunch of goofballs," she mutters.
"They'll be gone soon," #17 murmurs. "And when they are--we'll grab that girl."
__________ _____________
"Dad's presentation is already done," Bulma tells the Z warriors as they finish eating. "But I'll probably be here all evening. This convention is proving pretty interesting--even though some of these mad scientists are really weird."
"Have fun," Yamcha says as the Z-Team prepares to leave.
Bulma walks away with one last wink at V.A. The warriors exit the building and take to the air, returning to Kame-House.
Bulma happily makes her way down the hall, humming to herself and thinking of new inventions.
Suddenly Android #17 leaps from the shadows, throwing one hand over her mouth and one arm around her waist, pinning her arms down.
"Mmmm! Mmmm!" She tries to scream but can't.
"Dr. Gero wants to see you," #17 says, laughing somewhat maniacally.
____________ ____________
Back on Kame Island, the Z-Team reports their activities to Krillin, Marron, and Roshi.
"So what happens next?" Roshi asks.
"We wait for their response," Piccolo replies. "The next move is theirs."
As if on cue, the telephone rings.
"I'll get it," Krillin volunteers. He picks up the phone. "Moshi moshi."
"I want to talk to the owner of Kame Island," an evil voice hisses.
"Um--I think he wants you, Piccolo." Krillin hands the phone over.
"This is Colonel Piccolo."
"If you ever want to see Bulma Briefs alive again," says the voice of Dr. Gero, "you'll come back here and bring the deed to that property with you."
"They have Bulma," Piccolo announces.
V.A. goes ballistic. "What? They've dared to touch my mate? *My* mate? I'll kill them! I'll blast a hole in them and pull out their entrails! I'll slice them to pieces! I'll cause them such pain they'll beg me to end their miserable little lives! I'll. . ."
"V.A., that's gross," Goku interrupts.
V.A. grabs him by the throat. "They must pay!"
"Calm down, V.A. We'll get her back all right," Yamcha tries to reassure him.
V.A. drops Goku and turns to him, scowling ferociously. Yamcha yelps and hides behind Marron.
"We're on our way over," Piccolo says into the phone. "If she's harmed in any way, I'm afraid you'll seriously regret it. Just so you know-- kidnapping Bulma--*big* mistake."
V.A. takes to the air.
"Wait for us, V.A.!" Piccolo orders, but V.A. ignores him. He zooms away. Piccolo hangs up the phone and he and the others quickly follow.
"Now V.A., don't blow up the whole convention center, OK?" Yamcha begs.
Krillin, Roshi, and Marron wave goodbye. Inside the house, Puar and Oolong cower in fear.
"They're weird," Roshi comments.
"But they seem to get results." Krillin scratches his bald head. "Actually, it kind of looks like fun." He goes back into the house, dreaming of fighting bad guys.