A/N: Hello everybody, hope your day is going all right. Thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far, you guys are awesome!
I don't own Dragonballz
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Goku sped down the mountain like a lightning bolt, landing harshly on Yamucha's corpse. He then took out the remote control for his ship and pressed a great big green button shaped like a pear.
"Why's it shaped like that?" asked ChiChi.
"No idea, it's not like I designed it."
As the blood gi-clad man waited impatiently for his D-43 Omega to high-tail it over to where he was, Vegeta, Trunks, 18, Yajirobe, Krillin, Piccolo and 17 were speeding down the mountain. Hercule, who was miraculously still alive, started to sing.
"She'll be comin' down the mountain when she comes, YEE-HAW! She'll be comin' down the mountain when she coooooooomes. She'll be comin' down the mountain, she'll be comin' down the mountain, she'll be comin' down the mountain when she comes, YEE-HAW!"
"Shut up!!" screeched ChiChi, running over and thwacking Mr. Sataan with her frying pan. Goku noticed this and everything went slow motion.
"Nnnnnoooooo!!!" said Goku, his voice suddenly much deeper. Due to the slow motion, his limbs moved agonizingly slowly as he ran... sort of... forward, seeing Yajirobe ever so sloth-like knocking the Fry-pan princess unconscious, then stuffing her in a bag with some airholes. The rotund man's face changed into a grin, slowly though, so it looked even scarier.
"Mwaaaaa.... haaaa.... haaaa!" said Yajirobe, his voice thick as molasses. Then, time became normal again and 18 swiped the remote control from Goku's hands.
"Guess what everybody? Goku just gave us a ship!" she yelled, smirking as the D-43 Omega touched down on the stone ground.
The doors opened and 18, Yajirobe, the unconscious ChiChi, the scantily-clad couple (Vegeta and Krillin, for our readers whose wheels are spinning but their hamsters are dead.) and Trunks clambered aboard, shutting the doors quickly on a stunned Goku, a frantic Piccolo and a crazy 17. A loud whoosh was heard, and the ship rocketed off into the vastness of space.
"Dammit, they took my ship!!"
"I can have my shoot-out now! Mwuhahaha! Mwuhahaha!"
"No, you can't."
"Oh yeah Mr. Copper? Who's gonna stop me?"
"It's not a question of who's going to stop you, it's the simple fact that we don't have guns."
17's face suddenly went stark white.
"We... don't have... guns?"
Goku and Piccolo shook their heads emphatically. The ebony-haired android burst into a screaming fit of rage, which gradually died down to him becoming a sobbing, whimpering mess. Goku high-tailed it out of there, Piccolo following him, 17 following behind them. Why? Well, he figured he'd find a gun SOMEWHERE.
"Where the hell are we going?"
"I don't know where YOU'RE going, but I'm following my nose."
"What good will that do?"
"I can smell tisurius nofariter. That kind of stuff doesn't exist on Earth."
"Meaning..."
"It's the spaceship his sister came in with the other idiots, and it still works!"
"You are a genius."
"For the moment, anyways."
The two flew on for a little longer, still being tracked closely by the android.
"Why are you still following me?" asked Goku of Piccolo.
"I'm escaping with you."
"Oh no you're not. If we separate, he'll never get his way."
"Why should _I_ stay here? YOU should be the one to stay."
"You LIVE here, remember?"
"Oh yeah... but I don't want to be stuck with that freak! Have mercy on me!"
"You won't be able to be a cop anymore..."
"True... but I'll be able to visit my Dad!"
"I'm not stopping at Namek."
"Why not?"
"I have to catch up to the nitwits on the other ship and steal the Fry-pan-princess from them!"
"That's illegal."
"I DON'T GIVE A SHIT!" Goku, breathing heavily, turned around and saw the horrible sight of a foaming 17 behind him. In his rapidly beating heart, there abruptly came a bout of pity for the Namek the android was chasing. "Well... I guess you can come with me."
"Thank heavens."
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"Whoohoo! That cash is in the bag, yes siree!" Yajirobe danced around the D-43 Omega in his mumu, causing Trunks to shudder visibly.
"Sir Rolls-a-Lot! Stop shaking your booty! You're going to cause turbulence!" yelled 18, who had just finished putting Trunks' long hair into a ridiculously tall beehive.
Vegeta and Krillin were catching up on things in a nearby room, and for once 18 wasn't trying to listen to them, watch them or anything. It seemed she was no longer quite the pervert. Then again, with Trunks' pretty purple hair... what ELSE would a girl want to do besides play with it?
Yajirobe went over to a panel that suspiciously looked like a food producer 5000, and to his extreme delight, it was! He rapidly punched in for a buffet to be spread out before him, and in no time the porky bounty hunter was munching away at a humongous turkey, a large salad with mandarin oranges and a big vat of apple cider to wash it all down.
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In a glorious, magnificent palace back on Earth, all the servants were trembling. Chiaozu was chain smoking again, and that was never a good sign.
"Y-your highness?"
"Silence you infidel! Jeice, you IDIOT!! You let him get away! That glorious shrimp of a man... and you LET HIM GET AWAY!"
"My greatest apologies sire... but you never ordered us to keep him here."
"AAAAAAAIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!!!"
Jeice was sentenced to a hanging that very moment.
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Bulma's face was contorted into a sadistic looking grin, she had just blown up five planets and was feeling MUCH better now. It was just too bad she had to go get Dabura... what if the kid was his?
"Stupid demon... might've got me impregnated, and if he did I can't kill him... dammit! Radditz!!"
Radditz came in, this time wearing normal saiyajin armour and in the process of combing his long, spiky hair.
"Yes, your vileness?"
"What the hell are you wearing?" she spat.
"S-saiyajin armour, my dear ALL POWERFUL UNDERWEAR EMPRESS BLOOM."
"WHY?"
"...b-because you d-din't want-t m-me wearing p-purple your eviln-ness." stuttered a terrified Radditz.
"I NEVER SAID THAT!"
"B-but..."
"Stop snivelling and get into something purple!!"
"Of course, your dastardliness."
Radditz slunk away, head down, muttering how he was going to kill the idiot that got the empress pregnant.
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Goku and Piccolo were relaxing on the ship's bridge, sipping Bloody Marys and chatting away amicably like most good-natured men do when they're drunk. What they didn't know, however, was that their most feared enemy was hiding in the cargo bay, rocking back and forth, talking to himself.
"Soon, soon my time will come... I'll have my shoot out, you'll see. Piccolo... Goku... you can't escape me. Mwuhahahahaha!!"
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Oh no! 17's on the ship! Bulma's getting bitchier! Yajirobe's getting fatter! What is everyone else going to do? Well, you'll have to read the next chapter! Please leave a review, I'd really like it.
I don't own Dragonballz
~*~
Goku sped down the mountain like a lightning bolt, landing harshly on Yamucha's corpse. He then took out the remote control for his ship and pressed a great big green button shaped like a pear.
"Why's it shaped like that?" asked ChiChi.
"No idea, it's not like I designed it."
As the blood gi-clad man waited impatiently for his D-43 Omega to high-tail it over to where he was, Vegeta, Trunks, 18, Yajirobe, Krillin, Piccolo and 17 were speeding down the mountain. Hercule, who was miraculously still alive, started to sing.
"She'll be comin' down the mountain when she comes, YEE-HAW! She'll be comin' down the mountain when she coooooooomes. She'll be comin' down the mountain, she'll be comin' down the mountain, she'll be comin' down the mountain when she comes, YEE-HAW!"
"Shut up!!" screeched ChiChi, running over and thwacking Mr. Sataan with her frying pan. Goku noticed this and everything went slow motion.
"Nnnnnoooooo!!!" said Goku, his voice suddenly much deeper. Due to the slow motion, his limbs moved agonizingly slowly as he ran... sort of... forward, seeing Yajirobe ever so sloth-like knocking the Fry-pan princess unconscious, then stuffing her in a bag with some airholes. The rotund man's face changed into a grin, slowly though, so it looked even scarier.
"Mwaaaaa.... haaaa.... haaaa!" said Yajirobe, his voice thick as molasses. Then, time became normal again and 18 swiped the remote control from Goku's hands.
"Guess what everybody? Goku just gave us a ship!" she yelled, smirking as the D-43 Omega touched down on the stone ground.
The doors opened and 18, Yajirobe, the unconscious ChiChi, the scantily-clad couple (Vegeta and Krillin, for our readers whose wheels are spinning but their hamsters are dead.) and Trunks clambered aboard, shutting the doors quickly on a stunned Goku, a frantic Piccolo and a crazy 17. A loud whoosh was heard, and the ship rocketed off into the vastness of space.
"Dammit, they took my ship!!"
"I can have my shoot-out now! Mwuhahaha! Mwuhahaha!"
"No, you can't."
"Oh yeah Mr. Copper? Who's gonna stop me?"
"It's not a question of who's going to stop you, it's the simple fact that we don't have guns."
17's face suddenly went stark white.
"We... don't have... guns?"
Goku and Piccolo shook their heads emphatically. The ebony-haired android burst into a screaming fit of rage, which gradually died down to him becoming a sobbing, whimpering mess. Goku high-tailed it out of there, Piccolo following him, 17 following behind them. Why? Well, he figured he'd find a gun SOMEWHERE.
"Where the hell are we going?"
"I don't know where YOU'RE going, but I'm following my nose."
"What good will that do?"
"I can smell tisurius nofariter. That kind of stuff doesn't exist on Earth."
"Meaning..."
"It's the spaceship his sister came in with the other idiots, and it still works!"
"You are a genius."
"For the moment, anyways."
The two flew on for a little longer, still being tracked closely by the android.
"Why are you still following me?" asked Goku of Piccolo.
"I'm escaping with you."
"Oh no you're not. If we separate, he'll never get his way."
"Why should _I_ stay here? YOU should be the one to stay."
"You LIVE here, remember?"
"Oh yeah... but I don't want to be stuck with that freak! Have mercy on me!"
"You won't be able to be a cop anymore..."
"True... but I'll be able to visit my Dad!"
"I'm not stopping at Namek."
"Why not?"
"I have to catch up to the nitwits on the other ship and steal the Fry-pan-princess from them!"
"That's illegal."
"I DON'T GIVE A SHIT!" Goku, breathing heavily, turned around and saw the horrible sight of a foaming 17 behind him. In his rapidly beating heart, there abruptly came a bout of pity for the Namek the android was chasing. "Well... I guess you can come with me."
"Thank heavens."
~*~
"Whoohoo! That cash is in the bag, yes siree!" Yajirobe danced around the D-43 Omega in his mumu, causing Trunks to shudder visibly.
"Sir Rolls-a-Lot! Stop shaking your booty! You're going to cause turbulence!" yelled 18, who had just finished putting Trunks' long hair into a ridiculously tall beehive.
Vegeta and Krillin were catching up on things in a nearby room, and for once 18 wasn't trying to listen to them, watch them or anything. It seemed she was no longer quite the pervert. Then again, with Trunks' pretty purple hair... what ELSE would a girl want to do besides play with it?
Yajirobe went over to a panel that suspiciously looked like a food producer 5000, and to his extreme delight, it was! He rapidly punched in for a buffet to be spread out before him, and in no time the porky bounty hunter was munching away at a humongous turkey, a large salad with mandarin oranges and a big vat of apple cider to wash it all down.
~*~
In a glorious, magnificent palace back on Earth, all the servants were trembling. Chiaozu was chain smoking again, and that was never a good sign.
"Y-your highness?"
"Silence you infidel! Jeice, you IDIOT!! You let him get away! That glorious shrimp of a man... and you LET HIM GET AWAY!"
"My greatest apologies sire... but you never ordered us to keep him here."
"AAAAAAAIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!!!"
Jeice was sentenced to a hanging that very moment.
~*~
Bulma's face was contorted into a sadistic looking grin, she had just blown up five planets and was feeling MUCH better now. It was just too bad she had to go get Dabura... what if the kid was his?
"Stupid demon... might've got me impregnated, and if he did I can't kill him... dammit! Radditz!!"
Radditz came in, this time wearing normal saiyajin armour and in the process of combing his long, spiky hair.
"Yes, your vileness?"
"What the hell are you wearing?" she spat.
"S-saiyajin armour, my dear ALL POWERFUL UNDERWEAR EMPRESS BLOOM."
"WHY?"
"...b-because you d-din't want-t m-me wearing p-purple your eviln-ness." stuttered a terrified Radditz.
"I NEVER SAID THAT!"
"B-but..."
"Stop snivelling and get into something purple!!"
"Of course, your dastardliness."
Radditz slunk away, head down, muttering how he was going to kill the idiot that got the empress pregnant.
~*~
Goku and Piccolo were relaxing on the ship's bridge, sipping Bloody Marys and chatting away amicably like most good-natured men do when they're drunk. What they didn't know, however, was that their most feared enemy was hiding in the cargo bay, rocking back and forth, talking to himself.
"Soon, soon my time will come... I'll have my shoot out, you'll see. Piccolo... Goku... you can't escape me. Mwuhahahahaha!!"
~*~
Oh no! 17's on the ship! Bulma's getting bitchier! Yajirobe's getting fatter! What is everyone else going to do? Well, you'll have to read the next chapter! Please leave a review, I'd really like it.
