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Home…Or What It Is Now

After a two-day journey, they were nearing Vegetasei.

"It's beautiful," Chichi said, standing at the port window and looking out onto the planet; a mass of perfectly blended yellow and green

"I never saw it from up here," Kakarot said. "The ship I came on didn't have any windows, or many doors, for that matter."

Only 10 feet away, Launch was practicing her Saiyan while Vegeta listened.

"OK, I heard this one from a Saiyan on the shuttle," Launch said. "Biiro mo ippon onegai shimasu."

Celipa tried to stifle her laughter by pretending to cough into her hand. Launch noticed. "What? What did I say?"

Vegeta snickered. "You just said 'Please bring me another bottle of beer'."

"WHAT?!"

Celipa giggled into her hand. Krillin laughed as well.

Bulma was sitting in front of the cabin's computer, reading fanfiction. (A/N: Haha. I've got so many good ideas I could just throw up) Yamcha stood over her shoulder, reading along with her.

And the plane landed with Vegeta, Celipa, and Krillin laughing, Launch blushing, Bulma and Yamcha reading, and Kakarot and Chichi admiring the view. (A/N: The others weren't doing anything worth mentioning)

"Oh my God," Celipa breathed, looking up into the night sky. "I'd forgotten…I'd forgotten how beautiful it is."

Willow shut her mouth on a firm line. She remembered it, but all she could think of was hearing her parents weep over her lost sister, and then being captured.

Calis remembered as well, but he only remembered the place of his birth as the best place he'd ever lived. It was certainly better than being manservant to Ivy, made to wait on her all day, every day, even in the middle of the night.

Vegeta remembered, and he kept quiet, like Willow. And Kakarot remembered a little, and gazed around with wondering eyes, as did the Earthlings who had never been here.

Roshi waved his arm and flagged down a passing Saiyan. "Hello, sir. Would you be so kind as to show us the way to a hotel?

The Saiyan looked puzzled. "Nani?"

"He doesn't understand English," Celipa said. She stepped in front of Roshi and spoke. "Hoteru ni tomari tai n desu ga. Hoteru doku [We'd like to stay in a Western-style hotel. Where is a Western-style hotel]?" (A/N: Earth is west of Vegetasei, so Earth-like hotels are called Western-style hotels)

"Are [That over there]," the Saiyan said, pointing to a building to the right of them.

"Domo arigato," Celipa said, bobbing her head, and the Saiyan passed on as the group headed towards the hotel.

"There never were Western hotels here before," Willow said snappishly.

"You have an amazing memory for someone who left home at 5 years old," Jo Lynn remarked dryly, airing out the sheets that had come with the room.

"Hn," Willow said.

"Honestly, you'd think you WERE 17 instead of 7," Jo Lynn muttered.

"Thank you."

"That wasn't a compliment."

"Alrighty, tomorrow we go find a place to live," Celipa said, entering the room. "I wish we could move into our old house, but I don't know if it's still standing. Besides, it's only made for 4 people."

"We need a small mansion to house all of us," Krillin said.

"Seriously," Yamcha said.

Bulma looked up from the TV she'd been watching. "Celipa, going house-finding is not a good idea."

"Why not?" Kakarot asked.

Bulma pointed towards the TV. "Hasn't anyone been listening to the news? There's a killer around."

The group huddled around the TV.

"We don't know her name. They just call her SB. She's an ex-slave Half-Saiyan. And apparently, she wants revenge. She's also not a big fan of us Humans."

"Who can blame her?" Willow said.

"WILLOW!" Jo Lynn yelled.

"Sorry."

"SB, eh?" Celipa said. "Never heard of her."

"They think she's around Jo Lynn's age," Bulma said. "13 or 14."

"That would explain it," Celipa said. "Listen, I'm pretty much over my jet lag, but looking at you kids…you look like you're about to pass out. Bed. Now."

"Mama…" Kakarot complained.

"Now."

"Yeah, yeah…" Kakarot stumbled into the bed that he had designated as his own.

SB, otherwise known as Shoshi Beri, cocked her pistol. Her ki attacks were too powerful and could be detected. A simple pistol, however could not.

She aimed at a tree and shot. Within seconds, some unidentified animal fell out. Without bothering to pick it up and find out what it was, she walked away. It felt good to shoot something. And it was good target practice, too.

I am SOOOO sorry for shortness and lateness. I really hope Shoshi Beri and Willow likes what I'm doing with their characters. Shoshi and Willow will eventually come around to be nice to Chichi and crew. But I cant' say anymore, or it'll ruin it!

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