Chapter 3: The Secret of Ichu City

AN: Hello! I like this story. It's about candy. And I like that. Right now, I can hear Buu ranting about being free from Babidi or something. Yes, I leave the TV on when I write, it helps me know what time it is even though my computer has a clock. I don't know. I'm trying to be funny, and even I know I'm failing miserably!

Sorry I haven't updated in forever, I've been really busy and then I got writer's block and it took me FOREVER to figure out what was going to happen next!

I don't own DBZ, which, I must say, is quite a shock to me, but it was a relief to those guys in the white coats that always took me to that comfy room with all the matresses. But they don't come back anymore. Wow, I'm being weird today!! Maybe it's because I just ate some cake. Oh, I can see some of you wondering about Candyland writing "chiquita" on one of her reviews to me. And if you haven't seen that, she did. Don't worry!!! There's a logical explanation. One day in Spanish class my teacher accidently called me "chiquita" instead of "chiquito" and Candyland found out about it and she's never let me live it down. Now that the whole world knows that, on with the story!

"Now what do I do?" Vegito asked himself. The dragonballs having just been used to revive the planet, the coffee flavored jawbreaker was unable to stop them before their wishes ran out.

"Where is everyone?!" the small, strange voice suddenly exclaimed. "Where am I for that matter? And how do I turn back to normal?!!"

Just then, the aftershock from a huge explosion ripped through the air. Vegito, in his bite sized form, had a hard time retaining his position. As the winds died away, a large cloud of unending dust magically began rising off in the distance on the other side of a strange mountain range.

"Something's going on over there," he thought, his Goku side obviously coming through. "I should go check it out." Vegito flew as fast as his sweet outside coating could take him.

Three hours later (he's small, he can't move very fast), he finally came to the place where the dust was still rising from for some odd reason. As he arrived on the scene, the dust seemed to disappear, and he looked down on an average looking, normal city. There was no sign of anything that had been blown up, nor any craters from a large impact of a falling object. It was as if the whole thing had never even happened.

Vegito flew down to the ear level of the happy citizens who were roaming the streets and chatting, hoping that one of them would hear him and answer his questions.

No one seemed to hear his high pitched, demented voice, however. "Excuse me sir," he said to his fifteenth try, "can you tell me..."

"Yeah," the man was saying to his friend. "I can't believe it either! I thought we were all dead, but suddenly we're back in Ichu City! It's a miracle, I tell ya!!!!"

"Well, that answers one question, sort of," Vegito said to himself. "Where on earth is Ichu City, and what was that explosion?!"

Just then, another explosion rocked the air, sending Vegito flying into a tree, only minorly scratched. As he managed to gain some self control, he looked around... Wait, how does he look? Oh well!! He looked around, and noticed that though dust had begun to rise around the town, none of the citizens seemed to take any notice of it.

"This is very strange," the jawbreaker thought. "If that explosiong sent me, the most powerful warrior in the universe who just got turned into a candy, flying backwards, then the weak commoners surely must have felt something! I haven't become that weak, have I?"

His Vegeta side finishing (not the spilt personality one, just the more Vegeta half), Vegito decided to search the city to see if he could find out what the explosion was and why the townspeople took no notice of it.

As the dust settled, he noticed a large group of people conversing inside of a strange building. "Maybe they have an answer," the sugary confection thought. "I'll go check it out!"

Deciding to agree with his previous dialouge, Vegito went to check it out. As he neared the crowd, it became clearer that all of these people were complaining toward one person near the outside of their hoard.

"Please, Mr. Yogoboso," one man was saying, "we've just come back to life! Let us stay with our families."

"I understand why you want us to work, since demand should be high since everyone has a second chance at life now, but can we just see our loved ones?" a woman added.

"I'm sorry," the very gruff looking business man said. "I want to check on my family as much as you do, but we need to get back to work. What are the odds that any of us will die any time soon after what just happened?"

Most of the people in the grouping groaned, while others were whispering things like "the other companies get today off" or "he has a family?" As the disappointed workers reluctantly dispersed, Vegito realized that maybe this wasn't what he was looking for.

"Drat," the strange, high pitched voice said. "How am I supposed to find out what's going on in this weird city, and how do I get home?" He flew back to the outside to see if there were any other strange things in the area.

Near a small building, another crowd of people were staring at something inside of the shop window. "Hopefully I can figure out something over there," he thought. He flew toward the people who were excitedly whispering.

Vegito levitated over of the heads of the people. They were watching a news program on several TV's that seemed to be set up for just that sort of a purpose. "I wonder why people do that, anyway?" he said to himself before focusing on what the anchor and the conversing viewers were saying.

"And it appears that Majin Buu has disappeared!" the man in the TV said. The crowd cheered. Vegito groaned with his very high pitched demented chipmink voice that no one seemed to hear.

"The strange events of today can only be described as some sort of miracle! Whatever happened, I'm sure we're all happy to be alive... again." More cheers. More high pitched groaning.

"This is amazing," Vegito heard someone say. "It's like none of this ever happened. Too bad you-know-what hasn't changed."

Many of the others appeared to agree with this statement while Vegito took quick note of it. "Something wrong is obviously going on, so bad that they can't mention it!" he thought.

"Of course, Kakarott," the gruff voice suddenly began. "If you weren't such an imbisile this would be a lot easier to figure out!"

"What's that supposed to mean?" the softer one retorted.

"KNOCK IT OFF!" Vegito exclaimed aloud in his "normal" voice. "Something's going on on TV, and maybe I can find out what's wrong with these people, so please start working as one again!"

No on appeared to hear this outburst, and the announcer on the television looked pale as he began reading the sheet of paper that had just been handed to him. "Oh dear..." he began, "it... It seems as if Mr. Satan, the past hero of the Earth is missing. Could he have possibly lost his life in order to give us this great gift?"

"That moron?" Vegito commented. "He couldn't tie his own shoes if his life depended on it! I don't know where he is, but he definantly isn't dead, and even more so he didn't do anything to Buu or the lives of these people."

Unfortunantly for him, this announcement made the crowd began talking all about how great Hercule was and how much they hoped he was okay. He realized that these people, as well, would not be able to give him the answers he wanted now.

"Well, I do know one thing," he thought as he flew about the city in what he thought to be a central location. "Something's going on that they don't like and that they're too afraid to mention." He began searching for another helpful clue to this dilemma.

Vegito looked in the direction that he was headed in when he entered the city in order to see if maybe something was over there. All that could be seen was a wide, open plain, much like the ones they fought in, but this one was near a city. Nothing out there showed any signs of an explosion taking place, nor did anything in a 360 degree radius of his position.

"Something fishy is going on here," the jawbreaker thought. "Speaking of fish, I'm hungry! How am I supposed to eat?!" Apparently, the fact that he was now in the category of a sweet did not affect his Saiyan metabolism.

Vegito couldn't take it. He flew off in search of the answers, and some sort of norishment for his all ready food based body. As he flew through the streets, trying not to run into the people who didn't notice him, a nearby clock struck noon. As the second chime began, the citizens of this strange city froze, and by the fourth had all ready disappeared inside the nearest building. The Super Saiyan sucker remained outside, trying to figure out what the HFIL had just happened.

While our hero thought about what had scared all of the town's citizens, the ground began rumbling as if something huge was approaching at a fast rate. However, Vegito didn't notice this until the tenth chime.

"W... what is that?!" he exclaimed. It felt like his coffee flavoring was vibrating as the sound reached it's peak, proving that it wasn't a noise. He turned around slowly to see the source of this disruption that the townspeople were apparently aware of.

Twelve.

AN: Bwah hah hah! I love annoying cliff hangers! Don't worry, I all ready wrote chapter 4 and it'll be up soon cause I don't want my head torn off. It didin't help when I got writers block, which is why this is so late. I know this one was kinda short, but the next one's really long. I tried my best to sort of do a take off on Jurassic Park since he's coffee flavored and there was something big making the ground shake, but I didn't do very well. I'll tell you one thing, it's not a dinosuar. I feel like saying hi to people. Hi people! Sorry. Okay, I got that out of my system. So, R&R, everyone, and I'll make sure Candyland posts the next chapter ASAP!