Scully and Mulder are up to their armpits in aliens.

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Part 3: A Brief Meeting

Scully found one house, occupied by an old man and his wife. They couldn't understand why Chi Chi let her husband run around like that the good-for-nothing no-account who wasn't home half the time and couldn't hold a job and wasn't it a shame about the young boy he was going to grow up just like his old man and wouldn't she like to stay for some tea?

Um..no, thank you. I really have to be going.

Well, dear, if you want to know about the dragon, you should probably ask Dr. Briefs. I believe he was the one who invented him. Isn't that right? The old woman turned to her husband, who nodded up and down, up and down, like a bobble head.

Dr. Briefs. That's right.

Where do I find Dr. Briefs?

Capsule Corp, the old woman said.

West City, the old man said.

Scully managed to escape the hospitable pair and drove down the road a little way before stopping to look at a map. West City was a long way from East District. She slumped back against the seat of the car and sighed, a puff of exasperated air that ruffled her bangs. She gripped the steering wheel with taut arms, drumming her fingers on the edge.

Okay, Mulder, she said, reaching for the shift. You're on your own.

Scully peeled out of East District with spinning wheels.

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Mulder blinked rapidly in the bright sun and looked up. The big ball of fire seemed to be much closer than it had been a moment before. And why did he feel so weird? Kind of disassembled. He felt Goku's hand slip from his shoulder and then heard him say, Hey! Dende! Piccolo!

Did he have an orchestra here? He had a piccolo? Where was the music?

Mulder shaded his eyes and slowly two other beings came into focus as they moved into his line of vision.

Holy sheeee-it, he said under his breath. The big green turbaned one was frowning, but the little green one was smiling.

Little green men. Mulder's lips parted and he blinked several times, a flurry of thoughts colliding in his head. First, he was feeling justified and wished Scully were here. Second, he wondered if they would do...experiments...on him. Third, where the heck was he and how did he get here?

Goku! What brings you here?

Dende, Piccolo, this is Agent Mulder. He's with the F.B.I.

The Nameks looked at Mulder curiously.

He wants to see Li-Shenlong.

Piccolo growled. Dende gasped.

We can't just call the dragon for no reason, Goku! Dende said.

This isn't no reason. The F.B.I. wants to see him. Goku leaned conspiratorially toward Dende, one hand shielding his mouth from Mulder. He's not going to go away until he sees him. Ya gotta help me! Chi Chi thinks he's gonna take me away. Goten wants to see his gun. I gotta get him out of here!

I-I-I...Why don't you just...teleport him out?

Goku crossed his arms and pouted. He'd just come back.

The three stared at Mulder, who was gaping at the trio.

May I make a suggestion? Mr. Popo was walking toward them. A stranger group Mulder had never seen. Now there was a little black swami...

Mr. Popo! Yes, please, said Dende.

Let's show him the model.

Of course! Dende said brightly. Come with me!

Goku moved behind Mulder, put both hands on his shoulders and began to steer him toward the temple. Right this way, Mr. Mulder.

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A couple hours later, Scully pulled up at the Capsule Corp compound and got out of her car. She looked at a brochure she had picked up at a gas station and stared unbelieving at the buildings. Capsules? That could turn into cars, planes, just about anything you desired with a simple push of a button? Why didn't Washington know about this? Where was the military? Imagine containing tanks and missiles in capsules! This had to be a hoax. But there it was. Capsule Corp. With employees and scientists. And a guard.

Scully pulled her badge out of her pocket and and held it up for the guard to see.

I'd like to see Dr. Briefs... uh... briefly.

Yes, Ma'am. Just go through those doors there and tell the receptionist.

Scully pocketed her badge and headed toward the glass doors.

That was easy, she muttered as she pushed through them. She repeated the procedure and the receptionist asked her to be seated, but Scully went over to the window and looked out over the compound. She spotted a strange building that looked somewhat like a spaceship and a red glow was pulsing through the round windows. As she watched, she saw movement, a flash of black hair and tan skin that was there for a nanosecond and then was gone again. The building seemed to rock as the next thing she saw was glowing golden hair and a surge of energy that tilted the structure. It dropped back on its foundation, then rocked again to the opposite side.

My God... she whispered.

He's going to destroy another one, a feminine voice behind her said angrily. Scully wheeled in surprise.

Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to startle you!

Facing her was a tall beautiful woman with blue hair. Well, that wasn't so unusual these days, except that hers seemed to be natural. She was wearing a white lab coat, and one hand was in her pocket, but the other hand had a tight, clenched fist.

I'm Bulma Briefs. My dad is busy right now, but maybe I can help you.

Yes, I...I hope you can...MY GOD! A loud explosion rocked the compound as the building Scully had been watching seemed to implode, the walls collapsing in on itself. She gaped in disbelief as something pulsing golden energy rocketed through the roof, tearing through the metal like it was butter.

Excuse me, Bulma snarled and stalked out the door. The thing landed and Scully saw it was a man, slightly shorter than the woman, and the two were getting into a heated argument. The glowing golden energy died and she saw that he had wild black hair much like Son Goku. This one didn't seem as amiable.

Moments later, he burst into the air and Bulma marched back into the waiting area, clearly agitated.

He...he.. can.. FLY! Scully croaked.

Far away, I hope, Bulma growled. She spread one had toward a hallway. I'm sorry you had to witness that, Miss Scully. Would you please come this way?

Scully followed Bulma, but she kept glancing over her shoulder toward the window. She saw the golden trail in the air disappear. The same kind of golden trail she had seen a couple hours earlier near the Son house.

Bulma was holding a door open, so Scully went in and took a seat in front of her desk. Bulma sat behind the desk and tented her fingers.

Miss Briefs...



Bulma, I won't take much of your time, but I had a few questions I'd like to ask. Scully pulled the photos out of her satchel and spread them on the table. Bulma picked one up and looked at it.

That's Li-Shenlong.





Right. That's what Son Goku said.

You've seen Goku?! How is he? Bulma was suddenly animated and leaning forward eagerly. I haven't seen him in months!

Well, he's.. he's... fine. Do you know him?

Know him!? He's my best friend! We practically grew up together! She sat back, beaming. So, why are you asking about Li-Shenlong?

Someone sent us these pictures and we were just investigating the ... the... authenticity of the... dragon.

Oh, he's real, all right.

Scully slumped back into the chair and placed one hand on top of the other in her lap. You've seen him.

Lots of times. We call him when there's a dire emergency, like when a lot of people have died.

And what does he do?

Brings them back to life.

Back. To. Life.

M-hm. But the last time we called on him to erase everyone's memory of Buu, we were warned that calling him again could have a negative effect on the universe.

Scully smiled, squelched it, smiled again. She passed her hand over her mouth and the smile disappeared.

Where can I find him?

Oh, you can't. First you have to find all seven dragon balls and then you summon him. I think they may have all seven of the dragon balls at the lookout, but I'm not sure. Anyway, you can't call him out for something stupid, even though Oolong wished for a pair of panties the first time we called on the dragon. Stupid pig. Bulma noted the puzzled look on Scully's face. Oh, no, no! I'm not saying anything bad about Oolong. He is a pig!

Scully cocked her head.

Bulma sighed. Never mind. Anyway, you can't find Shenlong. You'll just have to take my word for it.

Scully smirked and raised her eyebrows, but suddenly her cell phone chirped.

Excuse me, she said, and rose from her chair to move across the room.

she said as she faced the window and looked out over another area of the compound.

Scully, you won't believe where I am and what I've found, Mulder said.

Scully listened to her partner, nodding, watching as another golden streak headed toward the compound, a smaller one. She barely heard a word as the streak became a person, the person became a boy, and the boy hit the ground running, heading straight for the front of the office.

She continued to nod and murmur into the phone as she turned toward the door where a little boy with lavender hair burst into the room.

He came to a screeching stop.

Trunks, honey, how many times have I told you not to burst in like that!

Scully hit the off button, folded the phone and stuck it in her pocket.

Trunks, this is Agent Scully of the F.B.I.

The little boy gaped and then a grin split his face in two. Wow! Can I see your gun?



Scully smiled, pulled her jacket aside and showed him her shoulder holster, then let the jacket drop back into place.



Now scoot! We're conducting business here.

Scully held up her hand. That's all right. I need to get back to see my partner, Agent Mulder. Can you tell me how to get to the lookout?

Bulma and Trunks exchanged glances. Your partner is on the lookout?

Yes, with Son Go...

Bulma groaned. I can't believe he took your partner there. She put one hand to her forehead.

You can't get there from here. Well, at least not without a plane.

I could take her, mom, Trunks said.

No, I'll take her. But you come along. Your father is in a snit again, and I don't know where he went.

Trunks laughed. I saw the gravity room.

Scully said,

Gravity room, the two Briefs said in unison and laughed.

Come on. I just need to tell mom and dad and we can be on our way.

I'm not keeping you...

Trunks said. My mom's a genius. She'll just work double time tonight to finish. As Bulma discarded her ;ab coat and picked up her phone, Trunks beckoned to Scully who leaned down to hear his whisper. She's working on a time machine.

Scully whispered back.

Bulma said, and Scully followed mother and son out to the compound.

Outside, Bulma extracted a capsule from a pack in her pocket, pressed a plunger and tossed the capsule away from her. THOOOM! Scully nearly jumped out of her skin. Where a little cylinder had once been, there was now a plane.

As she climbed into the plane, Scully decided that this had to be a dream, because things were just getting weirder and weirder.

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