A/N: Okay, this is the more clean-cut version of Ch. 8, with some of the lovemaking removed. This was originally more of a lemon chapter, but I pared it down to lime. If you eighteen or older, and you want the unedited version, you can ask me for it at mtsawnya@aol.com
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Chapter Eight: Paradise Found And Lost
Twenty minutes later…
Lone Prince, wrapped in a navy blue robe, carried a barefoot, scantily clad Bulma in his arms down the hall to a private guestroom that he had discovered when he and Nappa had been snooping around Baba's home earlier. Lone Prince was nibbling on Bulma's collarbone, as she sighed contentedly. His tail was already rubbing itself along the silken flesh under her thigh, for Bulma's nightgown was hiked up to her waist.
Finally they entered the private guestroom, which held a huge brass bed covered with white and cream-colored silk sheets and bedspreads. In the darkness, while easily holding Bulma in one arm, Lone Prince strolled over to the bed and casually folded back the covers with one strong hand; the light from the hallway was the only light. Gently he laid Bulma down onto the bed and sat down beside her, as he peeled off his robe and his white cotton undershirt. He then swiftly kicked off his boots, pulled off his socks, and then he leaned over and turned on the lamp, which happened to be a three-way. He then turned it down onto the lowest setting possible, making the room very dim.
Lone Prince then pulled Bulma against his body, and he began to nuzzle her creamy throat, lapping his tongue along the soft flesh. "Lone…Prince…" Bulma murmured, as her body began to tremble.
"Nervous?" Lone Prince asked with a light chuckle.
"A little," Bulma admitted to him. "I've never done this before."
"You'll enjoy being with me, I promise," Lone Prince assured her confidently, as he laid her back down beneath his muscular body. His lips traveled up from her throat to her soft, pliable lips. He kissed her gently at first, as Bulma slid her arms around his neck. She kissed him fervently in return, as he slowly slid his tongue inside her mouth. His tongue caressed hers slowly, massaging it, as Bulma's back arched, pressing herself against him. Lone Prince settled himself further upon her, letting her feel all of him.
Lone Prince wrapped his arms around her body tighter, as his tail slid up around her leg, slowly caressing her left thigh.
"My tail is very fond of you," Lone Prince purred against her lips, as his tail gently massaged her thigh and then slid further down to her knee.
"Tell it the feeling is mutual," Bulma sighed happily, enjoying the soft velvety feel of Lone Prince's appendage slithering around her leg.
Lone Prince's lips trailed small, warm kisses down from her lips, along her chin, down to her throat once more. He then kissed her throat for the longest time, with his tongue lapping softly against the throbbing there. He pulled her back up against him, as he lay on top of her, enjoying the feel of her body against his.
Meanwhile, Bulma's palm continued to explore Lone Prince's chest. She then lightly, slowly, slid her palm along his impressive, six-pack chest, loving the feel of every hardened bulge beneath her fingers. She began to caress his chest in slow massaging circles while Lone Prince inadvertently sighed with pleasure. He then pulled back from her, as he sat in her lap.
"Woman," Lone Prince whispered. "May I see more of you?"
Bulma hesitated for just a moment, for she had never shown her naked body to anyone before, but then she nodded slowly. Lone Prince inched further off of her lap, and then he raised himself up, kneeling above her with his knees spread apart. Bulma raised her arms, waiting for Lone Prince to undress her. Gracefully, quickly, Lone Prince slipped her lacy pale pink nightgown off and tossed it casually to the floor. Bulma wore nothing underneath except for a pair of pale pink lacy bikini underwear.
"Now," Lone Prince said wickedly, "we can really have some fun." He wasted no time then in undressing himself, and when he was done, he pulled Bulma even closer to him. He loved the feel of her soft skin and body pressed against his own. She felt so good against him; they seemed to fit perfectly together.
With any remaining inhibitions and fears fading away, Bulma gave herself into Lone Prince's care, feeling certain that he would never do anything to hurt her, not now...
A couple of hours later...
Her first time with Lone Prince had been everything that she had hoped it would be. Lone Prince was very passionate, somewhat aggressive, but he had been gentle and patient with her. Bulma smiled to herself, as she tightened her arms around Lone Prince's neck.
Lone Prince settled himself on top of her and kissed her gently, wrapping his arms around her body. His tail wrapped itself around her waist, as Bulma wound her arms around his neck tighter. She burrowed her face into his throat.
"How did you like that?" Lone Prince asked her after a few quiet moments of cuddling.
"Very, very much," Bulma murmured. "So glad…you were…my first…thank you."
Lone Prince said determinedly, possessively, "I was your first…and I will be your last." He knew that he had coupled with her a bit soon after meeting her, but it had been a long time, if ever, that a woman had stirred him the way that Bulma had.
And in his eyes, she didn't seem to have any regrets. Not yet, anyway.
"Yes," Bulma whispered against his lips, "...my last…"
He and Bulma then began to fall asleep in each other's arms, holding each other close.
At almost the same time…
Dark Horns was bossing around Porto Rico while Captain Zarbon was searching for the door to the secret lair of Baba. He could not find the entrance at all.
"Sire," Captain Zarbon stated, "We may as well give up sir. At this point, we'd have an easier time finding the lost city of Atlantis. We've searched everywhere. Should we go home now, sire?"
"GO HOME?" Dark Horns raged. "Are you crazy?" He then took off his helmet to breathe easier for a few moments. "Do you KNOW what my father would do to me, if we gave up now? Why should we leave now, Zarbon-just when I feel the power-and smell the smell of the Fartz?" He made a face at the familiar foul odor.
"The Fartz?" Captain Zarbon inquired. He then began to wrinkle his nose at the smell.
"Ugh, sire! You are right!" Porto Rico gagged and covered his nose.
Dark Horns pulled out his ring, as Captain Zarbon and Porto Rico instinctively covered their crotches. "I'm not going to blast you two idiots!" he fumed. "Now where did I sense and smell that Fartz…"
Dark Horns inched closer to a sandy wall. He brushed his tail against the wall, shouting gleefully. "Yes, I can sense and smell the Fartz here! There's a secret entrance here! Look!" He began to brush away the sand off of the wall to reveal a tall trapezoid-shaped door. When he finished dusting off the door, he found the insignia of a huge B.
"Baba!" he roared. "I HATE BABA! Her stupid book did not help my father or me overcome our porn addiction at all! I tried to get our money back, but I never got a response from her company! And her crappy Dragonspaceballs condoms don't always work! I used those cheap things when I slept with Princess Allura that time we took her hostage, and…oh, never mind…well take a lesson from me, men, and always use good condoms, or you'll wind up having half of your inheritances deducted for child support!"
"Yes, sire!" both subordinates agreed.
"Shall I call the attack squad, sire?" Captain Zarbon asked.
"No, they cannot go in there. In fact, we can't either. The Fartz is too powerful."
"But don't you have the Fartz too, sire?"
"Yes, but he has the good side, and I have the bad side. There's two sides to every Fartz," Dark Horns pointed out, as he caressed his Fartz ring.
"Umm…sire, how are we going to go in there and get her?" Porto Rico wanted to know.
Dark Horns pulled down his mask, and he said in his best Darth Vader voice, "We won't be going in there, Porto; she will come out to us." He then rubbed his fingertips in imitation of Montgomery Burns. "Excellent."
Captain Zarbon and Porto Rico fell over backwards into the sand, and when Porto Rico's heavy body landed, the entire ground shook for a few moments.
Two hours late in the guestroom…
It is very rare that paradise can last for long. Bulma was asleep in Lone Prince's arms when she heard a familiar voice calling for her from faraway, as if coming from outside:
"Bulma! Bulma, darling! Where are you?"
Bulma shot up in bed, until she was sitting up straight. "I'm here, Daddy!" she cried, recognizing the voice of King Briefs.
"Come to me, sweetheart. I'm waiting outside for you!"
"Daddy, is it really you?" Bulma asked.
"Of course, my dear, of course! I have been searching everywhere for you! Come to me!"
"Wait a moment, Daddy!" Bulma called out in the darkness. "I don't want to wake up Lone Prince…you see, we were…um, talking, and he fell asleep. But I'll be right out!"
Lone Prince's arms around her slender body were tight, and his tail wrapped around her waist was tighter. Bulma gently tried to ease herself out of his arms, but Lone Prince's arms and tail tightened further, as if trying to prevent her from leaving.
"No, woman…" Lone Prince murmured in his sleep. "Don't leave me, don't…"
Bulma kissed him softly on his forehead. "I'll be back in a few minutes, I promise, okay? My father is here."
"Uhhh…huhhh…" Lone Prince moaned. "Woman, I…" But before he could say another word, he was sound asleep once more. Bulma kissed him on his cheek and whispered an assurance that she would be back soon. She tenderly unwrapped his tail and his arms from around her body, and she quickly crawled out of bed before Lone Prince could seize her again.
Lone Prince sat up in bed suddenly, still asleep, calling, "Woman, you'll come back like you said, right?" He could have sworn to himself that Bulma was leaving, but then he could be dreaming.
"Yes, I promise," Bulma told him, blowing him a kiss.
"Good enough for me," Lone Prince mumbled, and then he collapsed against his pillow, deep asleep once more.
She then slid on Lone Prince's dark robe, having forgotten hers, and she hurried to her and Chichi's room for a pair of slippers. Chichi was still in sleep mode, and she would be for another few hours, if Bulma had programmed her correctly. Bulma hurriedly slipped on a pair of pink, feathery house slippers that she had retrieved when she opened one of her capsules containing her overnight equipment. She then scurried out of her and Chichi's room and stumbled through the darkly lit corridors and halls until she reached the entrance that she and her friends had entered Baba's home before.
She pressed a red button on the panel next to the sliding door, and the door opened up. She then walked out into the chilly desert night. "Here I come, Daddy!" she called.
Back in the guestroom…
Lone Prince awoke for just a few moments, as he felt around for Bulma's body. "Woman…you are coming back, aren't you?"
She had promised she would.
She had to come back; she had to.
Lone Prince fell back asleep again, wanting to believe that Bulma would return soon.
Three hours later…
"LONE PRINCE!"
Lone Prince shot up from his bed, as the frantic Chichi Matrix entered the room. "What is it, droid?"
"Bulma is missing!" Chichi Matrix shrieked. If she could cry, she would have, but most droids on her planet were not programmed to shed tears. She could only sniffle and sob.
The La-La girls scurried into the room. "LALALALALALALALALA!"
"What are they saying?" Lone Prince demanded to know.
Baba came floating into her room at that moment on her crystal ball. "They've taken the princess. That's what they're saying! Dark Horns and his cronies stole your princess!" She then slid off of her crystal ball.
Baba waved her hands over her crystal ball, just as Hurl came hurrying in. He, Lone Prince, and Chichi Matrix gathered around Baba, as she waved her hand over the crystal ball and chanted some magic words. The La-La girls clustered around them.
Baba's eyes widened, as a vision on her crystal ball came up. "There she is!" In the crystal ball, she and everyone else could see Dark Horns carrying an unconscious Bulma over his shoulder, as he, Captain Zarbon, and Porto Rico were boarding their ship. Lone Prince clenched his fists and growled in fury when he noticed a thin trail of blood trickling down Bulma's hair.
"That bastard knocked her out!" Lone Prince fumed.
"Why would she go out there this time of night?" Hurl asked.
He received his answer soon enough when in the glass globe, Dark Horns was seen talking to the others. Dark Horns was saying, "Haha! I knew imitating King Briefs's voice would bring her to me, and I also knew that film projection of him would do the trick! And you all thought that my lessons in ventriloquism and mimicking the voices of others were a stupid waste of time!
Well, I showed all of you tonight! Now the princess is mine, hahahahaha!"
"Well done, sire," Captain Zarbon was saying.
"Gotta give you credit," Porto Rico agreed.
The image in the crystal ball began to fade, as Lone Prince furiously punched the wall, leaving a hole almost half a foot deep. "The bastards took my woman! I'll kill them!"
"Calm down, Lone Prince," Baba told him. "They're not going to hurt her yet; she's too valuable right now."
Of course Lone Prince didn't listen to her, but then when did a Saiyan ever listen to the phrase 'calm down'?
A few hours later into the next morning…
"Thanks for the gas, Baba," Hurl told her, as he, Lone Prince, and Chichi Matrix boarded the Capsulebago.
"No prob, and here's something that might cheer Lone Prince up later." Perched upon her crystal ball, Baba easily tossed a can to Lone Prince, who just as easily caught it. The can was decorated with pictures of nuts and the label said, "ALL NUTZ!"
"Thanks, wom-I mean, Baba!" Lone Prince told her.
"No prob," Baba told him. "Um, make you sure you empty all the contents before eating any of them!"
"Sure, whatever," Lone Prince told her nonchalantly, as his thoughts were focused on saving Bulma. He climbed into the driver's seat of the Capsulebago. "Well, we better get going," he told Baba, as he shut the front door. Before he started to roll up the window, he said, "I wonder if we will ever see each other again."
"Sawnya be willing…" Baba told him, "…that we'll all meet again in Dragonspaceballs II: The Search For More Cheap Gags And Worthwhile Storylines. Goodbye, Lone Prince." She then floated over to him on her crystal ball and handed him her Fartz ring through the crack of his driver's side window. "Here take this."
"I can't take your Fartz ring, as much as I would like to," Lone Prince protested.
"I insist," Baba told him firmly. "You may need it…in fact, I know that you'll need it, especially dealing with that gay lizard and his porno-obsessed father."
Lone Prince chuckled. "Well, in that case, thank you. Wish me luck! Goodbye!" And with that, he rolled up the window. Baba and the La-La girls who were with her cheerfully waved bye and wished him luck, as the Capsulebago launched itself into the sky, headed towards space.
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A/N: Well, Lone Prince and Co. are off to rescue Bulma. What horrors will Bulma endure under Dark Horns's captivity? Will she wind up losing something precious...something that could possibly affect her for the rest of her life? Stay tuned!
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Chapter Eight: Paradise Found And Lost
Twenty minutes later…
Lone Prince, wrapped in a navy blue robe, carried a barefoot, scantily clad Bulma in his arms down the hall to a private guestroom that he had discovered when he and Nappa had been snooping around Baba's home earlier. Lone Prince was nibbling on Bulma's collarbone, as she sighed contentedly. His tail was already rubbing itself along the silken flesh under her thigh, for Bulma's nightgown was hiked up to her waist.
Finally they entered the private guestroom, which held a huge brass bed covered with white and cream-colored silk sheets and bedspreads. In the darkness, while easily holding Bulma in one arm, Lone Prince strolled over to the bed and casually folded back the covers with one strong hand; the light from the hallway was the only light. Gently he laid Bulma down onto the bed and sat down beside her, as he peeled off his robe and his white cotton undershirt. He then swiftly kicked off his boots, pulled off his socks, and then he leaned over and turned on the lamp, which happened to be a three-way. He then turned it down onto the lowest setting possible, making the room very dim.
Lone Prince then pulled Bulma against his body, and he began to nuzzle her creamy throat, lapping his tongue along the soft flesh. "Lone…Prince…" Bulma murmured, as her body began to tremble.
"Nervous?" Lone Prince asked with a light chuckle.
"A little," Bulma admitted to him. "I've never done this before."
"You'll enjoy being with me, I promise," Lone Prince assured her confidently, as he laid her back down beneath his muscular body. His lips traveled up from her throat to her soft, pliable lips. He kissed her gently at first, as Bulma slid her arms around his neck. She kissed him fervently in return, as he slowly slid his tongue inside her mouth. His tongue caressed hers slowly, massaging it, as Bulma's back arched, pressing herself against him. Lone Prince settled himself further upon her, letting her feel all of him.
Lone Prince wrapped his arms around her body tighter, as his tail slid up around her leg, slowly caressing her left thigh.
"My tail is very fond of you," Lone Prince purred against her lips, as his tail gently massaged her thigh and then slid further down to her knee.
"Tell it the feeling is mutual," Bulma sighed happily, enjoying the soft velvety feel of Lone Prince's appendage slithering around her leg.
Lone Prince's lips trailed small, warm kisses down from her lips, along her chin, down to her throat once more. He then kissed her throat for the longest time, with his tongue lapping softly against the throbbing there. He pulled her back up against him, as he lay on top of her, enjoying the feel of her body against his.
Meanwhile, Bulma's palm continued to explore Lone Prince's chest. She then lightly, slowly, slid her palm along his impressive, six-pack chest, loving the feel of every hardened bulge beneath her fingers. She began to caress his chest in slow massaging circles while Lone Prince inadvertently sighed with pleasure. He then pulled back from her, as he sat in her lap.
"Woman," Lone Prince whispered. "May I see more of you?"
Bulma hesitated for just a moment, for she had never shown her naked body to anyone before, but then she nodded slowly. Lone Prince inched further off of her lap, and then he raised himself up, kneeling above her with his knees spread apart. Bulma raised her arms, waiting for Lone Prince to undress her. Gracefully, quickly, Lone Prince slipped her lacy pale pink nightgown off and tossed it casually to the floor. Bulma wore nothing underneath except for a pair of pale pink lacy bikini underwear.
"Now," Lone Prince said wickedly, "we can really have some fun." He wasted no time then in undressing himself, and when he was done, he pulled Bulma even closer to him. He loved the feel of her soft skin and body pressed against his own. She felt so good against him; they seemed to fit perfectly together.
With any remaining inhibitions and fears fading away, Bulma gave herself into Lone Prince's care, feeling certain that he would never do anything to hurt her, not now...
A couple of hours later...
Her first time with Lone Prince had been everything that she had hoped it would be. Lone Prince was very passionate, somewhat aggressive, but he had been gentle and patient with her. Bulma smiled to herself, as she tightened her arms around Lone Prince's neck.
Lone Prince settled himself on top of her and kissed her gently, wrapping his arms around her body. His tail wrapped itself around her waist, as Bulma wound her arms around his neck tighter. She burrowed her face into his throat.
"How did you like that?" Lone Prince asked her after a few quiet moments of cuddling.
"Very, very much," Bulma murmured. "So glad…you were…my first…thank you."
Lone Prince said determinedly, possessively, "I was your first…and I will be your last." He knew that he had coupled with her a bit soon after meeting her, but it had been a long time, if ever, that a woman had stirred him the way that Bulma had.
And in his eyes, she didn't seem to have any regrets. Not yet, anyway.
"Yes," Bulma whispered against his lips, "...my last…"
He and Bulma then began to fall asleep in each other's arms, holding each other close.
At almost the same time…
Dark Horns was bossing around Porto Rico while Captain Zarbon was searching for the door to the secret lair of Baba. He could not find the entrance at all.
"Sire," Captain Zarbon stated, "We may as well give up sir. At this point, we'd have an easier time finding the lost city of Atlantis. We've searched everywhere. Should we go home now, sire?"
"GO HOME?" Dark Horns raged. "Are you crazy?" He then took off his helmet to breathe easier for a few moments. "Do you KNOW what my father would do to me, if we gave up now? Why should we leave now, Zarbon-just when I feel the power-and smell the smell of the Fartz?" He made a face at the familiar foul odor.
"The Fartz?" Captain Zarbon inquired. He then began to wrinkle his nose at the smell.
"Ugh, sire! You are right!" Porto Rico gagged and covered his nose.
Dark Horns pulled out his ring, as Captain Zarbon and Porto Rico instinctively covered their crotches. "I'm not going to blast you two idiots!" he fumed. "Now where did I sense and smell that Fartz…"
Dark Horns inched closer to a sandy wall. He brushed his tail against the wall, shouting gleefully. "Yes, I can sense and smell the Fartz here! There's a secret entrance here! Look!" He began to brush away the sand off of the wall to reveal a tall trapezoid-shaped door. When he finished dusting off the door, he found the insignia of a huge B.
"Baba!" he roared. "I HATE BABA! Her stupid book did not help my father or me overcome our porn addiction at all! I tried to get our money back, but I never got a response from her company! And her crappy Dragonspaceballs condoms don't always work! I used those cheap things when I slept with Princess Allura that time we took her hostage, and…oh, never mind…well take a lesson from me, men, and always use good condoms, or you'll wind up having half of your inheritances deducted for child support!"
"Yes, sire!" both subordinates agreed.
"Shall I call the attack squad, sire?" Captain Zarbon asked.
"No, they cannot go in there. In fact, we can't either. The Fartz is too powerful."
"But don't you have the Fartz too, sire?"
"Yes, but he has the good side, and I have the bad side. There's two sides to every Fartz," Dark Horns pointed out, as he caressed his Fartz ring.
"Umm…sire, how are we going to go in there and get her?" Porto Rico wanted to know.
Dark Horns pulled down his mask, and he said in his best Darth Vader voice, "We won't be going in there, Porto; she will come out to us." He then rubbed his fingertips in imitation of Montgomery Burns. "Excellent."
Captain Zarbon and Porto Rico fell over backwards into the sand, and when Porto Rico's heavy body landed, the entire ground shook for a few moments.
Two hours late in the guestroom…
It is very rare that paradise can last for long. Bulma was asleep in Lone Prince's arms when she heard a familiar voice calling for her from faraway, as if coming from outside:
"Bulma! Bulma, darling! Where are you?"
Bulma shot up in bed, until she was sitting up straight. "I'm here, Daddy!" she cried, recognizing the voice of King Briefs.
"Come to me, sweetheart. I'm waiting outside for you!"
"Daddy, is it really you?" Bulma asked.
"Of course, my dear, of course! I have been searching everywhere for you! Come to me!"
"Wait a moment, Daddy!" Bulma called out in the darkness. "I don't want to wake up Lone Prince…you see, we were…um, talking, and he fell asleep. But I'll be right out!"
Lone Prince's arms around her slender body were tight, and his tail wrapped around her waist was tighter. Bulma gently tried to ease herself out of his arms, but Lone Prince's arms and tail tightened further, as if trying to prevent her from leaving.
"No, woman…" Lone Prince murmured in his sleep. "Don't leave me, don't…"
Bulma kissed him softly on his forehead. "I'll be back in a few minutes, I promise, okay? My father is here."
"Uhhh…huhhh…" Lone Prince moaned. "Woman, I…" But before he could say another word, he was sound asleep once more. Bulma kissed him on his cheek and whispered an assurance that she would be back soon. She tenderly unwrapped his tail and his arms from around her body, and she quickly crawled out of bed before Lone Prince could seize her again.
Lone Prince sat up in bed suddenly, still asleep, calling, "Woman, you'll come back like you said, right?" He could have sworn to himself that Bulma was leaving, but then he could be dreaming.
"Yes, I promise," Bulma told him, blowing him a kiss.
"Good enough for me," Lone Prince mumbled, and then he collapsed against his pillow, deep asleep once more.
She then slid on Lone Prince's dark robe, having forgotten hers, and she hurried to her and Chichi's room for a pair of slippers. Chichi was still in sleep mode, and she would be for another few hours, if Bulma had programmed her correctly. Bulma hurriedly slipped on a pair of pink, feathery house slippers that she had retrieved when she opened one of her capsules containing her overnight equipment. She then scurried out of her and Chichi's room and stumbled through the darkly lit corridors and halls until she reached the entrance that she and her friends had entered Baba's home before.
She pressed a red button on the panel next to the sliding door, and the door opened up. She then walked out into the chilly desert night. "Here I come, Daddy!" she called.
Back in the guestroom…
Lone Prince awoke for just a few moments, as he felt around for Bulma's body. "Woman…you are coming back, aren't you?"
She had promised she would.
She had to come back; she had to.
Lone Prince fell back asleep again, wanting to believe that Bulma would return soon.
Three hours later…
"LONE PRINCE!"
Lone Prince shot up from his bed, as the frantic Chichi Matrix entered the room. "What is it, droid?"
"Bulma is missing!" Chichi Matrix shrieked. If she could cry, she would have, but most droids on her planet were not programmed to shed tears. She could only sniffle and sob.
The La-La girls scurried into the room. "LALALALALALALALALA!"
"What are they saying?" Lone Prince demanded to know.
Baba came floating into her room at that moment on her crystal ball. "They've taken the princess. That's what they're saying! Dark Horns and his cronies stole your princess!" She then slid off of her crystal ball.
Baba waved her hands over her crystal ball, just as Hurl came hurrying in. He, Lone Prince, and Chichi Matrix gathered around Baba, as she waved her hand over the crystal ball and chanted some magic words. The La-La girls clustered around them.
Baba's eyes widened, as a vision on her crystal ball came up. "There she is!" In the crystal ball, she and everyone else could see Dark Horns carrying an unconscious Bulma over his shoulder, as he, Captain Zarbon, and Porto Rico were boarding their ship. Lone Prince clenched his fists and growled in fury when he noticed a thin trail of blood trickling down Bulma's hair.
"That bastard knocked her out!" Lone Prince fumed.
"Why would she go out there this time of night?" Hurl asked.
He received his answer soon enough when in the glass globe, Dark Horns was seen talking to the others. Dark Horns was saying, "Haha! I knew imitating King Briefs's voice would bring her to me, and I also knew that film projection of him would do the trick! And you all thought that my lessons in ventriloquism and mimicking the voices of others were a stupid waste of time!
Well, I showed all of you tonight! Now the princess is mine, hahahahaha!"
"Well done, sire," Captain Zarbon was saying.
"Gotta give you credit," Porto Rico agreed.
The image in the crystal ball began to fade, as Lone Prince furiously punched the wall, leaving a hole almost half a foot deep. "The bastards took my woman! I'll kill them!"
"Calm down, Lone Prince," Baba told him. "They're not going to hurt her yet; she's too valuable right now."
Of course Lone Prince didn't listen to her, but then when did a Saiyan ever listen to the phrase 'calm down'?
A few hours later into the next morning…
"Thanks for the gas, Baba," Hurl told her, as he, Lone Prince, and Chichi Matrix boarded the Capsulebago.
"No prob, and here's something that might cheer Lone Prince up later." Perched upon her crystal ball, Baba easily tossed a can to Lone Prince, who just as easily caught it. The can was decorated with pictures of nuts and the label said, "ALL NUTZ!"
"Thanks, wom-I mean, Baba!" Lone Prince told her.
"No prob," Baba told him. "Um, make you sure you empty all the contents before eating any of them!"
"Sure, whatever," Lone Prince told her nonchalantly, as his thoughts were focused on saving Bulma. He climbed into the driver's seat of the Capsulebago. "Well, we better get going," he told Baba, as he shut the front door. Before he started to roll up the window, he said, "I wonder if we will ever see each other again."
"Sawnya be willing…" Baba told him, "…that we'll all meet again in Dragonspaceballs II: The Search For More Cheap Gags And Worthwhile Storylines. Goodbye, Lone Prince." She then floated over to him on her crystal ball and handed him her Fartz ring through the crack of his driver's side window. "Here take this."
"I can't take your Fartz ring, as much as I would like to," Lone Prince protested.
"I insist," Baba told him firmly. "You may need it…in fact, I know that you'll need it, especially dealing with that gay lizard and his porno-obsessed father."
Lone Prince chuckled. "Well, in that case, thank you. Wish me luck! Goodbye!" And with that, he rolled up the window. Baba and the La-La girls who were with her cheerfully waved bye and wished him luck, as the Capsulebago launched itself into the sky, headed towards space.
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A/N: Well, Lone Prince and Co. are off to rescue Bulma. What horrors will Bulma endure under Dark Horns's captivity? Will she wind up losing something precious...something that could possibly affect her for the rest of her life? Stay tuned!