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Oh yeah Mind Entries are like diary entries but recorded in the mind.

Mind Entry #6

Kami, I hate fighting with Cass. She always takes it the wrong way. It's like no matter what I do or say it's wrong. We found a light, but where it leads… I just hope it's better than here. Maybe I shouldn't have let my anger control me. Now I'm in deep shit. That's why Vegeta and me would never get along. I should try and control what I say from now on. We're skating on thin ice and I don't want to fall through. We finally reached the light…

Chapter 6: Dr. Oh Bitch

The light came from an open doorway. There was a gap in between the path and the way to freedom. When we looked below, we saw a river. I was tempted to push Cass off the ledge, but reminded myself that I was suppose to control my actions. "How are we supposed to get across?" I asked even though I knew I'd be the one coming up with the answer.

(A/N's: Hehe. Cass is making COOKIES!)

"I don't know, Jess, you told me to stop thinking." She said sarcastically.

"Not like you do that anyway." I replied with extra sarcasm.

"I have all the reason the push you down that edge." She pointed to the river.

"Please do. Anything is better than this. Push yourself after." I answered seriously. "I'm all you got, remember?"

"Do you really mean anything? If not, then may I assist you ladies in pushing you both off?" and icy male voice said from behind us. I turned to find myself face to face with 17.

"Depends on what anything is." I replied coolly. I wasn't going to lose my attitude like Cass. Not yet, anyway. Cass remained quiet as though she wanted to see my reaction. (2nd A/N: Cass is too busy making Cookies, so she'll be quiet for awhile.)

17 looked slightly amused at all the things he could say 'He is acting just like my 17…' I thought. "Will you two accompany me to Prince's Vegeta's ball tonight?" He asked with a smirk. "Both of you."

I moved closer, to play with his mind, really. I put my finger on his chest, looked into his eyes and said, "Are you telling me that a guy as handsome and charming as yourself doesn't have a date." Cass stifled a chuckle.

He looked a little uneasy, (I guess he wasn't expecting that answer) and responded, "On the contrary, I didn't want to pass up this rare opportunity. Here you are, two beautiful girls, plotting suicide and me, undecided on a date."

Cass speaks up on my behalf, "We would love to accompany you. But… we don't have the proper attire to do so."

I mumbled under my breath "And we aren't exactly liked by the prince…"

If 17 heard me he pretended not to. "Is that so? That won't do at all," he answered. "I can provide the clothes if you provide the entertainment and date."

I blushed. "What kind of entertainment?" I asked uncertain of what to expect. 'This is so my 17…'

"I don't know. Conversation or perhaps some dancing? If you have any suggestion I'd love to know them."

Cass took over the reply, because my utter embarrassment. "We have to get out of here first."

"That's easy enough. Follow me ladies. Whether or not you agree, I can not leave you here." He told us.

"We agree." We said at the same time. He walked right over to the "gap" and told us that it was but an illusion.

He led us to the entrance of the dungeon and took us to some spare rooms. He got our sizes and left us alone to think and wait. He he'd send to dresses and pick us up around 7.