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I don't own Dragonballz.

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"YOU! THE FAT ONE! YOU HAVEN'T ANSWERED MY QUESTION!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY DAUGHTER?"

Yajirobe quivered, whimpered and sobbed, unable to say anything while he stared into the face of terror.

"ANSWER ME, YOU LARD FACTORY!!"

"He's simply taking her for her annual massage..." said 18, obviously lying through her teeth, but using a small hypnotic spell to get Ox King to hopefully agree with her.

"I DON'T REMEMBER MAKING APPOINTMENTS FOR MY CHICHI TO HAVE AN ANNUAL MASSAGE."

"Yes, you did, on the twelfth of November." drawled 18, pouring as much charm as she could into her voice, making 17 gag.

"THE TWELFTH OF NOVEMBER... I REMEMBER NOW... I SIGNED HER UP SO SHE COULD BE MORE RELAXED. ONE OF THESE DAYS SHE'S GOING TO HAVE TO GET MARRIED, BUT SHE INSISTS THAT IT BE SO SOON! SHE'S ONLY NINETEEN! THAT'S MUCH TOO YOUNG TO GET MARRIED."

17 gulps, suddenly remembering a time when he got drunk and was wearing a wedding dress. This happened when he was around... twelve... or so. "I hope I don't owe anyone child support..."

No one was paying any attention to him though. ChiChi was just waking up...

"Hmmmerrrgh? There you are!"

ChiChi kicked Yajirobe in the groin and threw herself into Goku's arms, trying to grope him but failing as Goku wasn't good at catching people...

"You let me land on the floor!"

"Sorry..."

ChiChi stood up, hastily hefted Goku up with one hand and started walking away.

"DAUGHTER! WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"

"Dad, I'm nineteen now! By law, you have NO RIGHT to keep me here OR have ANY control over my life whatsoever. I'm going to marry Goku, whether he likes it or not!"

"Oh, he'll like it." said Trunks, seeing Goku's huge smile splayed across his facial features.

"I AM YOUR FATHER AND YOU MUST LISTEN TO ME! THERE'S NO SUCH LAW AS WHAT YOU SAY!"

"Well Dad, how about you ask the green-skinned guy there? He looks like a cop, he'd know."

"ALL RIGHT THEN, I WILL. BUT YOU CAN'T LEAVE UNTIL I KNOW FOR SURE THAT THE LAW SAYS YOU CAN. SO, GREEN-SKINNED MAN... OR ELF... WHATEVER! TELL ME THE LAW!"

"All people over 18 years of age must provide for themselves, and they also have every freedom and right as an adult. No one can hold them in one place, unless they can prove that they can't take care of themselves."

"I sure as hell can take care of myself! The problem is that my Daddy can't take care of HIMself! I have to do the freakin' work! I hate it!"

ChiChi sped out the door, dragging Goku behind her.

"Hey, watch the gi, it was expensive!"

"Dude, I gotta get that fry-pan-princess!" Yajirobe huffed and puffed as he moved his flabby legs forward... exercise was the enemy here. 18 followed behind him, Trunks in tow, Vegeta and Krillin not far behind.

"Kidnapping is against the law! You're resisting arrest!" cried Piccolo to Yajirobe's retreating form. He ran through the halls after him, his blue cop's uniform fluttering in the wind he created. 17 was close behind, STILL obsessed with the idea of a shoot-out.

"Must... have... shoot... out..."

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"All right you stupid mountain, I'm gonna climb you! You may think you have won, but no, you have not, for I'M THE STRONGEST MAN IN THE WORLD!!!" Hercule once again began his slow climb up Mount-Fry-Pan. On his way up, he saw a rather hairy-looking feminine creature fly down past him.

"I'll never let go, Jack!"

"Okay..." Hercule was puzzled by the hairy woman's behaviour, but assumed it was suicide, didn't care and kept climbing.

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Back at the palace of THE ALL- POWERFUL UNDERWEAR EMPRESS BLOOM, things were starting to look rather grim. Not only for the empress herself, but for everyone who had to put up with her mood swings. You see, due to the fluxes in the time when travelling through space, and the fact that saiyajin babies develop abnormally fast... Bulma was about... 7 months pregnant, and without sufficient food to satisfy her cravings, she was going insane.

"RADDITZ!!!"

Radditz scurried in, not wanting to upset the maddened sovereign any more than she already was.

"Yes, your evilness?"

"Why are you wearing PURPLE??"

Radditz looked down at his lavender modrobes pants and his skin-tight purple tube top with fuchia sparkles. "Because you asked me to wear it."

"NO I DIDN'T!!" screamed Bulma, the castle shaking as she spoke.

"Of course not. I'll get changed right away." Radditz high-tailed it out of there, relieved that he hadn't listened to her when she asked him to spray paint his tail purple as well.

"I'm going nuckin' futs!! DABURA!!!"

"Erm... yes, my lovely?"

"I'm not your lovely, I'm not your lover, you are nothing more than a sex slave, do you understand? I own ALL your planets, armies, everything. Now, cook me something, I'm starving!"

"I... can't cook."

Bulma's eye twitched, and foam started to appear on the side of her mouth, causing the poor Demon King to tremble in fear.

"What do you MEAN you. can't. cook?"

"Well, er..."

"You useless turd!!"

Bulma yanked on a random cord that activated a trap door which was right under where the red-skinned demon stood (BIG surprise there).

"AAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaah..."

As Dabura's voice slowly faded away, Bulma felt rather content, until she felt the baby kick.

"Shit... what if Dabura's the father? Aaaaaagh!"

Bulma started to pull out her hair, then decided to go blow up a planet for her own sadistic amusement.

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"So, where should we go for our honeymoon?" asked ChiChi as she exited the castle, saiyajin bounty hunter in tow."

Goku, seeing this as a brilliant opportunity to trick the earthling into going to Bulma's planet, decided to go along. "There's this really beautiful place called Pantieland."

"Pantieland? Where on earth is that?"

"It's not on earth, it's on the planet Thong."

"The planet THONG? Oh, that's right, you're an alien... I almost forgot that for a second. But still... THONG? Who in their right mind would name a planet after a type of underwear?"

"You'd be surprised. Can you put me down? I need to get to my pockets so I can get our ship over here."

"You've got a SPACESHIP?"

"...how do you THINK I got here?"

"Geez, no need to be rude or anything. I suddenly have an incredible urge to kiss you. May I?"

"Be my guest."

ChiChi let Goku down and the two embraced, then threw themselves into a maddening, passionate kiss where their mouths did things that wouldn't have been possible unless Goku was a saiyajin. Yes, there were definitely some advantages to being Saiyajin.

"There they are!"

The muscular saiyajin pulled away from the fry-pan-princess to see Yajirobe, 18, Trunks, Vegeta, Krillin, Officer Piccolo and a drooling 17 not far behind him.

"ChiChi, hang onto me. We're going to fly down the mountain."

"Are you CRAZY?"

"I'm an alien, I can fly!"

"Prove it."

"Just trust me!"

"PROVE IT!!!" she screamed, temporarily deafening everyone.

"Okay, okay!" Goku flew around for a few seconds, then grabbed ChiChi and flew down the hill SO FAST that he knocked Hercule off the mountain with his ki.

"I WILL AVENGE YOU JANEEEEEEeeeeeeyyyy..."

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