Communication
Part 2: Growing Up

Disclaimer: I don't own any anime mentioned within the reaches of this story, but oh, do I wish I did. Okay, okay, enough of that. I can't think of who all they belong to, so everyone goes with his or her respective owner. I make no money from this.

Communication. It's all DBZ for now, but just wait until later *grin* We shall see the addition of other animes later on. This whole think is one big mess of nonsense and insanity, but I would like to hope that it's amusing! Um...and I think their just a bit OOC...well, okay, a lot OOC, but it helps the storyline along!

One more thing, please review! I don't care if you think it's the most idiotic fic you've ever read, tell me so, so then I know and can strive for better work! Review?

This story was redone to comply with ff.net's new standards, because I desperately wanted to keep it around...one chapter at a time... ~Yami

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A little disturbed by the previous chapter, the Z Senshi were once again ready to start a conversation. "My turn," Mirai Trunks said, beginning, "What do you all want to be when you grow up? I can't say I want to be like my dad, but I want to be--"

"I am grown up," Goku interjected.

"So you would think..." Piccolo said, rolling his eyes.

"--a football player," Trunks finished.

"NANI?!" Vegeta yelled, not quite believing what he had just herd.

"I want to be just like my big brother, Radditz," Goku said happily.

Vegeta stared at Goku for a minuted, before starting his statement. "I--" he started.

"Shut up, Vegeta," Piccolo interjected in an exasperated voice. "Everyone knows that you want to be the strongest fighter in the whole freaking universe."

Vegeta glared at him. "--actually," he said, "I was going to say that I want to be a cheerleader."

"I want to be a paper boy!" Frieza suddenly piped in.

Trunks got a confused look on his face. "Hold it," he said, "Something's not right here. Me, Vegeta, Goku, Piccolo, and...Frieza? Good grief, what is going on here? First Piccolo's dad, and now Frieza?!"

Vegeta looked to the ground. "Well, me and Piccolo kinda decided to wish him back..." he said.

"Yeah," Piccolo added, "remember the killing an evil entity thing?"

"You two are IMPOSSIBLE!" Goku yelled.

Vegeta and Piccolo looked at each other. "Uh...sorry," they said in unison. "Can we beat him up now?"

Goku grinned. "Yeah!" he said, smiling, "But only if I can help."

Piccolo thought for a moment. "Time out. Who died and made you boss?" he asked.

"King Kai," Goku replied simply.

"Oh," Vegeta said, recalling THAT event. "That's right. But what are you doing?"

Goku shrugged. "I don't know," he answered truthfully. "I want to rule the planet."

"So, we have found a common interest!" said a grinning Vegeta.

"Yeah!" Frieza added, "So we can be friends!" He wasn't really looking forward to a battle with them, especially after what had happened to Piccolo Daimaou. Of course, he also neglected to tell them about that one battle in which the Demon King had defeated him...but they didn't need to know that...

"Shut up," Vegeta said, turning to Frieza. "We still have that matter to resolve of you killing me..."

"Uh..." Frieza said, feeling just a little trapped, "I didn't mean it? You...dirty little Saiya-jin?"

"POUND HIM!" Vegeta yelled, furious.

"Hold up," Piccolo said, not wanting to miss his turn to accuse Frieza. "I still have a little matter from his third form involving little finger blasts..."

"Uh...uh-oh," Frieza gulped.

"POUND HIM!" Vegeta and Piccolo yelled simultaneously.

"Wait a minute." It was Goku's turn now. "What about me? He killed my best friend and tried to kill my son..."

"Uh...uh...uh..." Frieza stuttered, desperately looking for an explanation or at least someone to blame. "I uh...well, you see...daddy made me do it!" he finally yelled.

"WHAT?!" King Cold roared, appearing from out of nowhere. "Spanking for you, Frieza!"

Goku, Vegeta, and Piccolo's voices were heard in a loud yell of, "POUND HIM!"

"SPANK HIM!" King Cold yelled right along with them.

"Do it later," Goku said, eagerly awaiting revenge. "We owe him."

King Cold shrugged. "Sure," he said, "I can spank him silly when we get home."

Trunks gave the other Z Senshi an odd look. "Does anyone find it weird that King Cold just appeared out of nowhere?"

"Um...no?" Vegeta answered nervously.

"You two wished him back too?!" Trunks shouted, glaring down the two warriors.

"Yeah, sorta..." Piccolo said, suddenly becoming very interested in the ground.

"You can't kill me yet," Kind Cold whined, "I want to spank Frieza! I wanna I wanna I wanna!!!"

"BYE!!!" Trunks yelled, blasting him into oblivion.

"Pooie," Vegeta muttered, "I wanted to kill him..."

"Me too..." Piccolo added in much the same tone of voice.

"YOU LIED!" an enraged Gohan yelled at Piccolo and Vegeta. "YOU USED THE OTHER WISHES TO WISH FRIEZA AND KING COLD BACK!!!"

"Um...yes?" Vegeta and Piccolo replied, somewhat meekly.

Trunks glared at them again. "You two shut up and go to your rooms!" he yelled.

Vegeta scoffed. "This is preposterous. My son telling me to go to my room?"

"MOM!" Trunks yelled, calling in his reinforcements.

"Uh-oh," Vegeta said, looking slightly pale.

"Vegeta, go to your room, NOW!" Bulma screamed as she stormed into the room.

"YES MA'AM!" Vegeta replied.

Bulma looked confused. "Uh, what was my line again?" she asked.

Vegeta shrugged. "I don't know. I've been making up my lines for the past six years..."

"NANI?!" Akira Toriyama's voice could be heard as Vegeta said that.

"I didn't say anything..." Vegeta said, whistling and walking away.

"Careful, Vegeta," Goku said after hearing the voice of their creator. "He might erase you from the cartoon."

"A-NI-ME!" Trunks yelled, annoyed that they couldn't seem to distinguish one from the other.

"???" Goku looked on confusedly.

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What'd you think? Again, please review! ~Yami