"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARMOOOOOOOOOOOOOONIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!" Trunks called, "Harmonica! I want you meet my shrcoone!"

"Shrcoone?" Goten asked puzzled.

"Shrcoone means playmate. Harmonica can speak but he can only speak this one language that dad taught him. But he understands our language just not speak it." Trunks said, "Here he comes." The young saiyan pointed towards a dark shape that was slithering its way up. Goten would've missed the shadowy movement were it not for his friend.

"Kiashku, tra-c-vua wazxi zwag? Zcquay tra-c-zue wazxi Gouyuo?" Harmonica said. Harmonica was, as Trunks had said previously, literally gutsy. (Harmonica is just like that mutant creature from the movie Resident Evil, you know the one that attacked that girl and guy on the train. If you haven't seen Resident Evil, then you MUST see it.)

Goten eyes widened in wonder at how such a creature could survive without any skin to cover it. Trunks stepped up and said excitedly, "Gouy tra ghreui. Flet na ewr kiaskatu-dre medir jwqe? Gwekyuro-tso!!!!! Oh. . . oksxza Goten!"

"G. . .go. . . go. . .ten. . . Go-ten." The creature said the halfling's name as if tasting it for the very first time. "Kiashku naeyr." Harmonica said. The literally skinless creature's long tongue stretched out and licked Goten on the cheek. "Kkrrrrrrakco. Shwiz xzasa."

"Harm, that's short for Harmonica, said that he likes you! Oh and he said that you're gonna become a great fighter when you grow up, only not as cool and great as me!" Trunks beamed. The lavender haired boy turned to Harm once more. "Flet na ewr kiaskatu-dre medir jwqe? Gwekyuro-tso!!!"

Harm made a sound that was a bit like a sigh, "Grqu."

"YAY! Harm said he'd play with us!" Trunks said energetically, "So what do you want to play Goten?! The Beheading Of Marie Antoinette or The Witch Burning At The Stake or World War II??!!"

Goten thought for a moment, "Well. World War II sounds bloody disgusting gross and dangerous, The Witch Burning At The Stake sounds too sexist, and The Beheading Of Marie Antoinette sounds revolting so I chose World War II!"

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"I can't believe I went down! And Vegeta specifically told me to go UP. I am so stupid, no wonder Piccolo hates my guts and wants to kill me!" Gohan muttered. The demi-saiyan sighed, he was hanging upside down tied up, from neck down, in a spider web cocoon. He looked across from him only to discover in complete horror that Mr. Briefs' cat hadn't actually run away, yup the black kitty was dead all right. Wrapped tightly in a small cocoon and drained of all it's blood so it resembled a black prune. The cat wasn't the only victim though, remember Icarus? Pikachu? That orange dino thing from digimon? My sister's annoying red Christmas Furby? Britney Spears. . . . okay this is just getting weird.

"So I see the spider got you two eh?" Gohan looked to his left and was shocked to see Piccolo there. "I went through the golden door - and you?" she said dryly.

"Down the stairs. Vegeta gave in and told you where I was, didn't he?" Gohan said with annoyance.

"Never underestimate the power of a determined yet dangerous woman." The she-namek said. "The spider is coming back!"

The giant black widow spider was coming back, it's fangs were drooling with venom.

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"A LITTLE TO THE LEFT! YEAH THAT'S PERFECT!!" Mart yelled. The 40 year old sighed. It was one thing to have an arena destroyed, but by a flying man?! Many eyewitnesses said repeatedly that a small flying man shot a blast of light at the stadium and completely obliterated it. Mart sighed, "I guess they had a one drink too many those people." He muttered before setting up for work again.

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"Ha! Die fool! No one can escape my wrath!!!" Trunks said. The demi-saiyan was wearing a mini war uniform and was holding a machine gun loaded and ready.

Goten was wearing a similar get up as Trunks only he had a bazooka, "Not if I can say anything about it! I shall roast your carcass!" Goten lowered his bazooka a bit then said cheerfully, "Then merinade it in lemon and clam juice, then put a dash of salt for flavoring with a hint of rosemary! Then mix some Gravy to pour all over you, prepare some baked potatoes and mashed potatoes then - " Goten stopped and put his hand behind his head when he saw the disturbed faces of his other two companions. "Oops, sorry. My mom always talks that was about roasting stuff and I guess it rubbed of on me! Heh."

Harm and Trunks sweat dropped. Who knew how sane this mini-me of Goku was? Was he as weird as his dad? Or just naïve? Or is this just an act to make us think he was naïve? "Uh that's okay Goten. . . . ." Trunks said.

*Young pup?*

|Yeah Harm? |

*Friend of yours. . . . is sane enough to be trusted?*

|Well. . . . . He hasn't bitten me yet. . . or been frothing at the mouth so he's sane enough. . . . I hope. |

*As you say son-pup. Oh and young pup Trunks?*

|Yeah Harm? |

*Where is Alpha Leader? I sense that Silhouette has caught something in web. . . . two people. I must tell Alpha.*

|Dad? Uh. . . . . He should either be in the GR or out in the backyard. |

*Ah yes young pup right. When next will he visit?*

|I dunno. It should be soon though. |

*Yes soon. I hope* Harm telepathically sent before yawning.

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"So. . . . Baba. What do you think Gohan's chances are?" Goku asked as he watched his son and namekian friend.

"I'd say about a gazillion to 0. Though I could be wrong. Love works is mysterious ways." Baba said looking into the crystal ball of hers. "But I don't think his chances are improving much. Especially when he starts singing love ballads to her. Or when he starts reciting love poems. Or when he becomes her eternal slave in the future. Actually he never really had a chance at all, except maybe when they went to the amusement park, but that's just MY opinion. What do you think?"

"They'll never make it." Goku said dully, "For one thing Gohan is definitely not Piccolo's type. Plus the fact that she isn't even interested in dating - only in being left alone to do lord-knows-what. And Gohan is a - don't ever tell anyone I said this but - a nerd, Piccolo however. . . she is well. . intelligent but not nerdy. . . more like in between nerd and cool only leaning more onto cool. Second of all well. . . they're six years apart in age with Piccolo being older. So . . . yeah there are my reasons."

"Yup. I agree with you Goku." Baba nodded her head.

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". . . And then I told Bazcha, "I don't care who YOU are buddy you're MY mate so I get to eat YOU!" And so I ate him, but he wasn't that good tasting." Silhouette said. The gigantic black widow smiled at her new found friend. The spider always talked to her victims before eating them but the green girl was a really fascinating person that she liked so much that she cut her and her friend loose. The black widow decided to hide her when the Master came to inspect her captures. The boy on the other hand. . . well she think about him some more. Gohan sat stiffly beside Piccolo getting even more uncomfortable by the minute.

"Wow! I wish it were that way with humans, you know what I mean? You mate with you mate then if they aren't fast enough to escape you eat them!" Piccolo said with a grin. "Males are so weak compared to the feminine gender. We appear soft, weak, directionless and - dare I say it? -afraid of everything. But the basis of our dangerous power. And when the time is right. . . . we have no hesitation to strike." The namekian female grinned even more evilly.

"I know. Our capacity for revenge and retaliation is legendary. Why else do males try to control and conciliate us? Because they are afraid. . . ." Silhouette grinned.

Gohan gulped, this conversation was getting REALLY uncomfortable but his own uneasiness was drawing the other two female's gaze. "Please don't eat me." he said with a squeak.

The other two laughed with mirth . . . or was it an evil laugh? "I won't let her eat you Gohan. I want to kill you myself but this is not the time nor place." Piccolo said patting her friend's hand.

"Wow! That makes me feel a whole lot better!" Gohan said sarcastically. He realized his mistake when the titan of a spider glared all her eyes down at him.

"Don't worry Silhouette. I don't feel offended. I get it all the time from Dende - who thinks I'm the devil's girlfriend or something. I can't honestly blame him though, my room does look awfully like a Satan worshippers den, but doesn't have to be so mean about it."

Silhouette hmphed, "Men are deranged freakish monsters that all deserve to die!"

"Really? Silhouette how kind of you to say." Vegeta strolled in from the entrance behind the spider.

"M. . . . . M. . . M . . Master!" The spider immediately bowed. "Please forgive me s. . sire! I . . . I . . I just wanted a friend and - "

"It's okay. It ain't your fault." Vegeta said cutting off the spider. "I told them the correct way to get in but they just didn't listen. Nobody listens to me these days!"

"Vegeta. . . . can you take me to where Goten and Trunks are? I really think we should be getting home now, especially since its getting near to dinner. Mom will have a fit if we don't." Gohan said as he got up and removed a piece of web in his hair.

"You're mom's coming over for dinner. The onna invited her over, so she expects you to be here anyway." The prince shrugged, "But you're welcome to follow me and find out what happened to your dear beloved brother." Vegeta turned and proceeded to walk out of the room with Gohan in tow.

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"GOTEN!!!" Gohan called in horror. His brother's head was placed on the guillotine with the blade all the way down. Trunks had a black mask over his head and in his hand was the rope that caused the fatal blade to fall. "WHY YOU LITTLE!!!!" Gohan lunged at the lavender haired boy and attempted to strangle him.

"Graco hoset?" Harm said coming out from behind Vegeta.

"Fine. I dealt with Sill. She found a captive with whom she can relate her savage hate for males with."

The skinless friend of Vegeta's flicked out his tongue, "Grugca. Hoset maaaaaaaaarn *growl* rgwwwwquiat."

"Don't worry. Trunks is a tough guy he can handle being strangled by Gohan."

Harmonica sighed, "Grakuis, grakuis."

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I hope that makes up for not writing in such a long long long long time.