Chapter 5: Information, Please!
AN:You guys should feel special! You're getting this chapter free! Right now, I'm at camp and it's raining outside. I'm sitting on the top bunk of my bed and playing with my flashlight. A whole bunch of the others are watching The Matrix, but I'm really matrixed out, so here I sit, listening to the rain hit the roof and the occasional thunder. I never hand write my work. Now I'll have to transfer it to my computer and I won't even finish till next week when I'm back home (actually, as I type this it's exactly one week later and I haven't written on the chapter since that night), but I thought I'd get these out of the way. See how much I love you? Oops! I forgot the reason I write these in the first place! I don't in any way, shape, of form own DBZ, anything involving, or the names that I've made up that might be real people or places. Okay, here's the chapter you wanted! Oh. I'm writing this like right after I posted 3 on the site, so no special people just yet. Maybe soon, though!
It was a dark and stormy night. The empty streets echoed with the light pounding of the rain and the occasional rumble of thunder tearing through the sky. Throughout the neighborhoods, homes glowed with light as people remained content with occupying themselves at home with TV, video games, books, or whatever else they may want to do on a rainy night (get those sick thoughts out of your head right now!).
Just then, lightening struck in the outskirts of the town, and burning cinders flew up in the air. Quickly, each light in the town went out one by one. Sparks and flames continued to rise from where the huge surge of electricity had hit. Eventually, candles and flashlights were seen barely glimmering in the houses. The power had gone out.
Vegito was resting (on the ground, for once) under a large, raised tree root. He was tired from his trek through Ichu City. Plus, he didn't want the rain from the thunderstorm he had just run into to dissolve him nor did he want any hail that may decide to fall to break him to bits. Although the weather was loud, he felt very safe and content in his little nook. The candy ball some how closed his eyes and let sleep take him into a gentle darkness, not that it wasn't dark before.
The sun rose that next morning. If it hadn't, everyone would have been really confused and probably nothing much would have happened (AN: Wait... haven't I used that?). Vegito again proved the impossible and slowly opened his eyes as the light seeped into his refuge. He groaned.
"What's going on?" the jawbreaker mumbled. "Where am I? Why am I not... oh. That's right. I've become me now. Where am I? I was headed toward where ever was nearest to that accursed zirconium town. Well, there's nothing else I can do in my present state, although I am hungry. I'd better get moving."
He flew off toward the west, hoping that this new town would be able to give him some answers to where he was and what he could do about his other problems. By about what would have been nine o'clock were there a clock anywhere in this chapter, which there isn't, he finally saw the town he had been searching for.
It was settled in some small hills and was larger and appeared to have much more business than Ichu City. It was this appearance that made it seem odd to Vegito that the streets were mostly empty except for a few people outside of their homes. The businesses appeared to be closed and few cars were out driving.
"This better not be another dictatorship," he mumbled as he flew into the city limits. "I wonder where I am, anyway. Hopefully I'll be able to catch someone's attention here." He flew down a large street toward what appeared to be the biggest cluster of people.
"Excuse me," he began as loud as his strange high-pitched voice could manage, "I was wondering if you could give me some information."
The people in the group did a double take. "Did you hear that?"
"Yeah," another replied. "It must have been the wind or the people at the power plant or something."
"No, actually I'm right here," Vegito replied.
The people once again looked at themselves nervously, then continued with their conversation.
"Anyway, when do you think it'll be fixed?"
"Soon, I hope," yet another citizen said. "It's supposed to be a hot day and everything in the fridge will be spoiled if it doesn't come back on quickly."
Vegito knew that if he had a stomach, which he wasn't sure if he did or not, it would be rumbling. "What about all the food in your fridge needing to be eaten?" his Goku half (again, not the split personality one, just the more Goku-like Vegito) compulsively said.
The group of citizens knew that they could not deny the strange voice this time. They also were pretty sure where it was coming from and it wasn't in the direction of the broken power supply. They all turned to look straight at the floating jawbreaker just outside of their group.
"Hello," Vegito began quickly, hoping they wouldn't run away in fear. "I am a victim of Majin Buu who wasn't turned back into my usual self. I'm lost and I'm looking for answers on where I am and how I can get something to eat." He had a feeling that telling them what he wanted straight forward would be the best approach in this situation.
They stood there gawking at him, the only movement coming from the occasional blinking of their eyes. Then, much like the workers of the mines outside of Ichu City, they ran away screaming. The coffee flavored confection sighed. "I should have expected as much," he mumbled turning to fly away to see if someone else would listen to him. However, as he turned (again, don't ask me how he knows front from back) he came face to face with one of the town's citizens who apparently had come up from behind while he was talking.
"Hi there," the man said, looking at him curiously. "Were you just... talking?"
"Um, yes."
"So I shouldn't eat you?"
"No! Even if you tried, I'd pound you so bad you'd be lucky if you could eat applesauce any more!"
"Darn," the man said, starting to turn. "Well, see you around, whoever you are..."
"Wait!" Vegito exclaimed, realizing that he was about to lose the one person he had made successful contact with in such a short amount of time. "Can you answer a few questions for me?"
"Um, okay. But can I eat you when I'm done?"
"No!!!! ...Go home and find something," he added, hoping he wasn't making his source of information mad.
"Well, you see, that's the problem we're having here. The power got knocked out during the storm last night and everybody's fridges are defrosting and we don't have lights or television or computers or anything! Surely you noticed that. Or are you an out of towner?"
Vegito sighed. All that food was going to waste and if he were only in his normal form he could have eaten it. "Yes, I am from somewhere else. That's one of my problems, you see. I have no idea where I am compared to the rest of the world."
"Oh," he replied. "Well, you're in the town of Remo right now. There are a few towns nearby. There's one that's about a hundred miles east of here that we never hear from and I'm not sure of it's name. You could get better information on your location there since they might know different things about..."
"That's Ichu City," Vegito interrupted, quite angry at this, "and Dende can fire and brimstone it as far as I care. They told me to come here, so I'd like to know where West City is in comparison to Lemming if you don't mind."
"It's Remo."
"I said that."
"Well, um... I'm not really sure. I never was very good at geology. I do know that there are four cities spread around us to the north and the west. They're a lot bigger than Remo, you could probably find out something in at least one of them."
Vegito was getting really frustrated, so frustrated that he didn't even bother to tell the man that it was called "geography". He tried to calm himself down and continued with his questions. "Do you think anyone else in this town could give me the answers I'm looking for?"
"I don't know," he answered. "Everyone's pretty busy trying to work around the power outage. They may not want to answer. Plus, you saw what those others did when they saw you, Veggios."
"My name's Vegito. And I'm well aware that I have problems contacting humans, but I really need to find my way home so I can turn back into myself... es. Is there anyway I can find a person who won't freak out when they see me or who won't want to eat me?"
"Beats me!" he replied with a laugh. "Now I have to go help clear my fridge! I'll probably bust by the time the electricity comes back! See ya around!"
"I wish I could eat," the coffee flavored jawbreaker whined. "At least I know where I am, which is much better than I did yesterday. Someone here must know how I can get home." He began flying through the streets again, hoping to find another group of less frightenable people so he get this over with in one chapter.
He had obviously run into a group of people from most of the neighboring streets, because there was no one to be seen for the next few blocks even though that might be due to the fact that so much delicious food was thawing out and spoiling at the moment.
Vegito felt that if he had a stomach, which he wasn't sure if he did or not, it would be growling again right now. He could talk without a mouth, surely he should be able to eat! As he lost himself in these insanely mind boggling questions, he almost ran straight into the back of another person who happened to be outside of his home. The candy ball hit the breaks just before possibly being smashed on the person's skull.
"Excuse me," he began as loudly as he could. "I am looking for some answers. Can you help me?"
The young man jumped a little at the sudden sound of a strange high pitched voice, then turned to see what in the name of King Yemma was doing this.
"Don't be afraid and don't try to eat me! I am a victim of Majin Buu who was never turned back to normal and I'm looking for help so I can become a human again. Plus, I'm coffee flavored, which is pretty gross if you ask me."
"Uh..." his newest victim began, staring at the floating jawbreaker nervously. "I was told not to talk to any strange thing that I see when I get too hot."
"I can assure you that I am not a figment of your over heated imagination," Vegito answered, beginning to enjoy the conversations he was having with others apart from the ones he had with himselves. "My name is Vegito and I'm lost. Do you know where West City is in comparison to here?"
"I'm Sugeki," he replied. "Uh, let me find my father..." The teenager (which he was if I hadn't made that clear yet) went inside his rather large house and disappeared. A few minutes later he returned followed by a very frustrated looking man in a suit.
"Son, I thought we had this problem taken care of," he was saying.
"Yeah, I know, but the flying jawbreaker really does exist! See, there he is!" Sugeki pointed at Vegito causing his father to do an over blown double take then fall over with his legs sticking up in the air.
"Yes, well," Vegito began, hoping he hadn't just lost his chance, "my name is Vegito, an unrequited victim of Majin Buu. I was wondering if you could tell me how I could get to West City or maybe how I could eat something, but the first one's more important... I think..."
The man cleared his throat. "Well, I wish I could help you," he began with a strange manner to himself, "but I am the mayor of Remo and I am too busy trying to help out the poor citizens of this city. I'm afraid I can do nothing for you... unless, of course, you are willing to help us restore power to our fair city. Then maybe we can find someone who knows where you're looking for."
"Excuse me?"
"Well, you obviously have powers of some sort. You are flying and talking, and as I recall none of us had any control over ourselves when we were turned into assorted jawbreakers. If you help us, we'll help you."
Vegito sighed and thought about this. Did he really want to stoop to another city's level or was he that desperate to find his way home? He considered this for a moment, realized that most of the other cities in the world would probably cause him as much grief as these last two had been and answered, "All right, but I can't do a lot since I don't have arms and legs. I could help you dispose of your food if you help me figure out how to eat, however."
"No, I have plans for you all ready," the mayor answered, obviously planning for this to happen ever since Sugeki told him about the confection. "If you'd please head over to the power plant I'll call them and tell them that more help is on the way. It's that large building on the side of the hill with all the machines around it."
Vegito grumbled a little to himself about the fact that he was now being used by this man who was showing signs of being yet another complete jerk, then flew off so he could get what he wanted. "He'd better not be tricking me," the coffee flavored candy ball said to himself. "If I don't get answers after playing slave boy he will pay dearly."
He rose over the houses to give himself an easier route to the power plant. The wind whipped around him as the houses moved quickly underneath his... whatever you'd call something in the foot proximity on a sphere. He arrived at the large company just as a man wearing a plaid shirt, overalls, and a hard hat came walking toward him.
"You must be the gobstopper," he said, eyeing Vegito suspiciously. "The mayor said you'd be coming. I'm Tom, the manager here. We've got some good work for a magical piece of candy like you."
"Uh, technically I'm a jawbreaker," Vegito answered. "And why do all the people whose names I learn have a combination of English and Japanese sounding ones?"
Tom blinked at him stupidly. "Whatever. Anyway, the first thing I need you to do is fly up to the top of that tower. Bob and Yoshi are up there, they'll tell you what you need to do, ...um... what did you say your name was?"
"I never told you," he replied, the Vegeta in him getting very mad. "I'm Vegito, the most powerful warrior in the universe who's just been turned into a piece of candy and the third class prince of all Saiyans!"
It finally slipped again. It was bound to happen sometime, even though Vegito had been doing so well lately.
"Curse you, Kakarott!" the gruff voice exclaimed. "Look at what you made me say!"
"Hey," the soft one retorted, "do I ever call myself 'third class?' That was all you!"
"Whatever! I would have never said it if it wasn't for you, stupid!"
"At least I don't whine every time somebody's stronger than me!"
"WILL YOU STOP IT?!?!?!?!?!?!!!" Vegito screamed in his normal strange voice. "I thought I had fixed this problem! Go away and never come back, you two! Life is much easier if I'm just one person, not Vegito, Vegeta, and Gokukarott! And don't comment on that one either!"
The sucker was quite happy with the silence that followed. Tom, however, looked like he was about to call the people in the white coats. He took a few deep breaths and said, "Just go to the tower. The men know what needs to be done."
"Oh, yes. Sorry about that." He reluctantly did as he was told, though the fact that he had just embarrassed himself to no end did help in his desire to leave the manager's presence. The large metal spire he was heading toward had obviously been damaged recently, probably in the thunderstorm of the previous night. He flew to the top where a platform had somehow been set up and a group of workers were sitting around and talking instead of doing the verb that the name of their profession suggested.
They looked up at him for a moment, some quite shocked, then remembered what was going on and went back to their conversations. "Excuse me, but are Bob and/or Yoshi here? I was told I need to speak to them."
"I'm Bob!" one man exclaimed from an area near the broken tower. "Yoshi's over there but he's talking so I shouldn't interrupt him..."
"Isn't getting the power back in your town important?!" Vegito exclaimed.
"Uh, yeah. That's why you're here, isn't it?" he answered. Vegito would have been scowling if he had a visible mouth. "So, what you need to do first is fly to the very top of the tower and see if all the wires are still connected."
"Fine," the jawbreaker said, doing as he was told but not happily. He looked at the singed and bent metal.
"What is that idiot talking about?" he thought while inspecting it. "I don't even see any wires! The metal seems to be in one piece if that means anything."
He returned to the lazy people and told them what he had seen. "I didn't see a wire anywhere and the metal was still connected, so I don't know if it's okay or not."
"What do you mean?" Bob asked, looking at him questioningly. "Don't you have X Ray vision or something?"
"No!" Vegito exclaimed. "I'm a fighter, not a super hero, though I'm sure there are a lot of people who think I am. Does it even look like I have eyes? If I have X Ray vision, it's probably all being used to see normally!"
"Oh," Bob replied, looking disappointed. "Well, I guess that the fact that the metals only bent is a good thing. Now we need you to straighten the tower."
"WHAT?!"
"Well, if something did happen to the wiring, having it in it's normal state would make any fixing a lot easier."
"What do I look like to you?!" our hero answered through gritted teeth. Well, that was how it sounded anyway. Whether or not he had teeth was still a mystery. "I'm a coffee flavored sucker! I don't have arms and legs! Sure, I'm the most powerful being in the universe, but in this form I'm pretty much worthless! I don't even think I can shoot ki blasts, but I'm willing to try it out right now if I need to!"
Bob was getting a look similar to the last one Tom had. "Will you please just fix it? I'm sure you can find a way to do it. If you're as powerful as you say you are, you could just bend it with your body or something."
Vegito growled for a moment and then exclaimed, "Fine!", flying back up to the top. "I don't know why I'm bothering here, anyway," he muttered. "I should just find another town in the area that isn't full of morons like these last two. If only Gokukarott wasn't inside of me, then this would be much easier. No fighting! I'm just following the personality that you two gave me! It's nobody's fault!"
He looked at the spire again, realizing now the some of the metal had melted and rehardened again during the strike, which would probably make straightening it even harder. He flew next to one of the main poles just above the vertex of the bend and began pushing with all of his super piece of candy might.
Nothing happened.
"Darn it!" he exclaimed, looking at what he hadn't just accomplished. "How am I supposed to fix this stupid thing if I can't even move a light weight tower like this?" He moved over to another one of the bent support poles and tried the same, with the result being just as much as the first.
"There must be a way for me to fix this," he thought, examining the electrical spire again. It looked the same everywhere, the metal with the most influence on the overall shape being the hardest to move.
"What if I tried a different approach?" Vegito suddenly said to himself. "I could probably move that smaller beam over there, and maybe with the way things have melted and remolded, it might force the rest of the tower to straighten!"
He flew over to the part in question, er, sentence. These beams were between the larger ones and seemed to be for minor support, or maybe for decoration; he didn't know anything about electronics. The jawbreaker again placed himself directly above where the bend started and began pushing with his Incredible Fighting Candy strength again.
Things began to creak slowly, but not much improvement could be seen in the tower. Vegito was not one to give up. After all, hadn't he kept fighting when he was first turned into this orb of crystallized sugar? He continued to somehow push the beam with all of his weight, which was less than an ounce, but his super strength made it much more effective. Sounds of metal bending and cracking filled the air as the lazy workers looked up to see what was going on.
"Is that a good sound?" one asked.
"Beats me!" another replied. "Hey, since this guy is doing all the work, why don't we just go to lunch?"
"Sure!" the first speaker answered, standing up and preparing to get a much longer break than was usually allotted.
However, just then the platform began rocking violently.
"What's that idiot doing?!" Bob exclaimed, looking up to see what addition damage had been caused. However, he couldn't believe what he saw. Somehow, the jawbreaker had managed to do what normally would have been a two week, 3 million dollar repair job in under ten minutes and for free!
"No way..." he said in awe as the candy flew down straight in front of his face, breathing heavily even though it was hard to tell if he had the organs/ openings that would enable him to do that.
"All right," Vegito said. "I straightened your stupid tower. Is that all?"
"Um, no," Bob answered, still in shock. "Uh, I think Yoshi was supposed to cover the next part of it. Go talk to him. He's standing right over there."
Vegito flew to the man that he had pointed to and floated in front of his surprised looking face for a moment before he spoke. "Hi, there."
Yoshi jumped, and then replied, "Oh. Hello."
"What do I need to do next? Please tell me I'm almost done with this stupid task!"
"Well," he began, still looking a bit shocked, "Now we need to reattach the outside wires that broke when the tower was bent. We'll need to get the workers positioned on the towers so they can do the connecting part. Your job is to fly the wires across."
"And how, pray tell, am I supposed to do that?!" Vegito exclaimed, his bad mood getting even worse. "I don't have any way to hold on to it! I'm not like one of those stupid vegetable guys who can pick things up even though they don't have appendages! At least, I don't think I am. There's no way I can do it!"
"Well, I guess you won't be able to find your home, then..."
"Okay, fine! But you'd better figure out how I'm going to it, because I'm not the one who wanted me to do this stupid repair job!" He flew closer to the ground and waited for someone to tell him that they were ready, not to mention figure out if he could pick things up without arms and legs like a certain group of computer animated veggies could.
"Hey, Veggie Hold!" someone called an hour later as Vegito's seventh test proved that he was unable to pick things up. "Get up here, we're ready!"
"It's Vegito, you moron!" he replied, flying up toward where Yoshi was now positioned, which was on top of the once deformed tower.
"How am I going to do this?" he asked, with a slight tone of worry about how this was going to turn out.
"Well," Yoshi answered, looking at little embarrassed, "this was all I could think of." He held up a piece of string.
"Huh?"
"Well, we tie one end to you and the end of the wires to the other end. Then you fly it across and either fly back or get another wire end attached once they've removed the first!"
"You've got to be kidding me!" the coffee flavored sucker exclaimed. "I am NOT going to wear a string around myself like a stupid hair ribbon!"
Five minutes later, he was flying toward the nearest tower, a string tied around his middle. "I can't believe I've gotten this low. I thought being a piece of candy was bad enough!" He spent the next hour or so flying back and forth between the electrical spires, bringing wires, going back for more, or returning them.
As the exhausted jawbreaker finished carrying over the last of them and the now working workers finished the final connection, a sudden jolt shook the towers as lights began turning on all over the town even though it wasn't night.
"Oh, I guess that was it, then!" Yoshi exclaimed as he removed the accursed string from around Vegito.
"You idiots didn't even turn off the main power supply after the strike!" he replied upsetly. "You could have killed yourselves! Oh well, at least now I can figure out where I am."
Vegito looked around from the height at which he was at and noticed that toward what appeared to be the center of the downtown area, a large group of people were meeting.
"Well, I'd better go see if they've got a person to tell me something down there," he said, zipping off.
"Hey wait!" Bob exclaimed. "You're supposed to finish our shift!"
However, the candy ball was gone.
Sure enough, the mayor was talking to the citizens about how great their electrical company was to get things fixed in such a short amount of time and how some special tools that they didn't see fixed everything when Vegito arrived.
"I did what you wanted, now I want answers," he said with a menacing high pitched tone.
"...Oh!" he replied with a tad bit of surprise in his voice. "It... it's you!"
"Yes, it's me! And a deal's a deal. I fixed your stupid power plant, now you tell me where West City is!"
Many of the citizens were shocked, not only at the fact that what looked like a piece of candy was talking, but also that their mayor was lying to them.
"Uh, well, there are still many things that need to be taken care of here," he answered, regaining his superiority. "I'm afraid I need you to do a few more things over the next few days or so and then I'll see about getting you out of Remo."
"You creep!" Vegito exclaimed, his bad mood finally getting the best of him and his Vegeta half coming through much more than it had been throughout the day. "First you humiliate me by making me do menial jobs for your lazy workers and making me look like a fool since I'm still getting used to this stupid body, and now you think you're just going to use me as your slave?! Well, I won't stand for this! Give me answers or I will be forced to hurt you!"
"Well, we're certainly violent, aren't we! I don't think I can associate myself with someone as crude and as sugary as you..."
"That's it! You've gone too far! First those morons in Ichu City and now this!" The jawbreaker completely lost his senses at this point, even the Vegeta part wasn't containing himself as he had learned to do in the past decade.
The next thing his sane, unannoyed self remembered, he was looking at the Mayor who was now covered in many small welts from where he had pummeled him. "Well," he began, "um, that'll teach you! I'm leaving this stupid town and going to one of the nearby ones that one of your citizens so conveniently told me about and that I should have gone to in the first place!"
He flew off, in a confused rage while the battered Mayor and the citizens of Remo watched off in a similarly confused shock.
"That was even more of a waste of time than the first town! Oh well, at least I helped those people. I wonder if one of those four cities is in this direction."
In the meantime, the people of Remo were busy talking about what they had just seen. And although he had not done anything to the same level of what he did in Ichu City, the people still began referring to him as the Incredible Fighting Candy (what a coincidence!).
AN: Hm. Goes to show you what happens when you have a brief moment of inspiration. It took me almost two months to write this! I started with a little homage to good old Snoopy, if you noticed. The whole name thing was me realizing that I was doing that to my made up characters so I was making fun of myself. I really should stop doing that.
I can't say when I'll update again, cause marching band starts soon and then it'll be school and I'm a big scary senior! Woo hoo! Hopefully since it's the beginning of the year I won't be too busy, but I need the right inspiration to shoot off chapters like I did on the first three. Yeah, I had three done about a week after I posted two, it just took me forever on four and I didn't want to leave it as a cliffy. Sorry! Please give me your lovely ideas for this if you have any, although I figured out a lot of chap plans that I can work with. I'm probably getting a job too so I can have money for me and college if I ever stop being lazy and start looking at them.
I have e mail now (yipee!) but I don't have Internet, curse my father, so I can't check it that often. But e mail your ideas or if you just want to say something! Heh heh. And this is my main project even though I've got about 12 stories in the works right now (sighs), so for me and my evil schedule, you may see a good amount of updates (two this school year, JK, as many as possible for me). Catch ya later (hopefully a very soon later)!!!
AN:You guys should feel special! You're getting this chapter free! Right now, I'm at camp and it's raining outside. I'm sitting on the top bunk of my bed and playing with my flashlight. A whole bunch of the others are watching The Matrix, but I'm really matrixed out, so here I sit, listening to the rain hit the roof and the occasional thunder. I never hand write my work. Now I'll have to transfer it to my computer and I won't even finish till next week when I'm back home (actually, as I type this it's exactly one week later and I haven't written on the chapter since that night), but I thought I'd get these out of the way. See how much I love you? Oops! I forgot the reason I write these in the first place! I don't in any way, shape, of form own DBZ, anything involving, or the names that I've made up that might be real people or places. Okay, here's the chapter you wanted! Oh. I'm writing this like right after I posted 3 on the site, so no special people just yet. Maybe soon, though!
It was a dark and stormy night. The empty streets echoed with the light pounding of the rain and the occasional rumble of thunder tearing through the sky. Throughout the neighborhoods, homes glowed with light as people remained content with occupying themselves at home with TV, video games, books, or whatever else they may want to do on a rainy night (get those sick thoughts out of your head right now!).
Just then, lightening struck in the outskirts of the town, and burning cinders flew up in the air. Quickly, each light in the town went out one by one. Sparks and flames continued to rise from where the huge surge of electricity had hit. Eventually, candles and flashlights were seen barely glimmering in the houses. The power had gone out.
Vegito was resting (on the ground, for once) under a large, raised tree root. He was tired from his trek through Ichu City. Plus, he didn't want the rain from the thunderstorm he had just run into to dissolve him nor did he want any hail that may decide to fall to break him to bits. Although the weather was loud, he felt very safe and content in his little nook. The candy ball some how closed his eyes and let sleep take him into a gentle darkness, not that it wasn't dark before.
The sun rose that next morning. If it hadn't, everyone would have been really confused and probably nothing much would have happened (AN: Wait... haven't I used that?). Vegito again proved the impossible and slowly opened his eyes as the light seeped into his refuge. He groaned.
"What's going on?" the jawbreaker mumbled. "Where am I? Why am I not... oh. That's right. I've become me now. Where am I? I was headed toward where ever was nearest to that accursed zirconium town. Well, there's nothing else I can do in my present state, although I am hungry. I'd better get moving."
He flew off toward the west, hoping that this new town would be able to give him some answers to where he was and what he could do about his other problems. By about what would have been nine o'clock were there a clock anywhere in this chapter, which there isn't, he finally saw the town he had been searching for.
It was settled in some small hills and was larger and appeared to have much more business than Ichu City. It was this appearance that made it seem odd to Vegito that the streets were mostly empty except for a few people outside of their homes. The businesses appeared to be closed and few cars were out driving.
"This better not be another dictatorship," he mumbled as he flew into the city limits. "I wonder where I am, anyway. Hopefully I'll be able to catch someone's attention here." He flew down a large street toward what appeared to be the biggest cluster of people.
"Excuse me," he began as loud as his strange high-pitched voice could manage, "I was wondering if you could give me some information."
The people in the group did a double take. "Did you hear that?"
"Yeah," another replied. "It must have been the wind or the people at the power plant or something."
"No, actually I'm right here," Vegito replied.
The people once again looked at themselves nervously, then continued with their conversation.
"Anyway, when do you think it'll be fixed?"
"Soon, I hope," yet another citizen said. "It's supposed to be a hot day and everything in the fridge will be spoiled if it doesn't come back on quickly."
Vegito knew that if he had a stomach, which he wasn't sure if he did or not, it would be rumbling. "What about all the food in your fridge needing to be eaten?" his Goku half (again, not the split personality one, just the more Goku-like Vegito) compulsively said.
The group of citizens knew that they could not deny the strange voice this time. They also were pretty sure where it was coming from and it wasn't in the direction of the broken power supply. They all turned to look straight at the floating jawbreaker just outside of their group.
"Hello," Vegito began quickly, hoping they wouldn't run away in fear. "I am a victim of Majin Buu who wasn't turned back into my usual self. I'm lost and I'm looking for answers on where I am and how I can get something to eat." He had a feeling that telling them what he wanted straight forward would be the best approach in this situation.
They stood there gawking at him, the only movement coming from the occasional blinking of their eyes. Then, much like the workers of the mines outside of Ichu City, they ran away screaming. The coffee flavored confection sighed. "I should have expected as much," he mumbled turning to fly away to see if someone else would listen to him. However, as he turned (again, don't ask me how he knows front from back) he came face to face with one of the town's citizens who apparently had come up from behind while he was talking.
"Hi there," the man said, looking at him curiously. "Were you just... talking?"
"Um, yes."
"So I shouldn't eat you?"
"No! Even if you tried, I'd pound you so bad you'd be lucky if you could eat applesauce any more!"
"Darn," the man said, starting to turn. "Well, see you around, whoever you are..."
"Wait!" Vegito exclaimed, realizing that he was about to lose the one person he had made successful contact with in such a short amount of time. "Can you answer a few questions for me?"
"Um, okay. But can I eat you when I'm done?"
"No!!!! ...Go home and find something," he added, hoping he wasn't making his source of information mad.
"Well, you see, that's the problem we're having here. The power got knocked out during the storm last night and everybody's fridges are defrosting and we don't have lights or television or computers or anything! Surely you noticed that. Or are you an out of towner?"
Vegito sighed. All that food was going to waste and if he were only in his normal form he could have eaten it. "Yes, I am from somewhere else. That's one of my problems, you see. I have no idea where I am compared to the rest of the world."
"Oh," he replied. "Well, you're in the town of Remo right now. There are a few towns nearby. There's one that's about a hundred miles east of here that we never hear from and I'm not sure of it's name. You could get better information on your location there since they might know different things about..."
"That's Ichu City," Vegito interrupted, quite angry at this, "and Dende can fire and brimstone it as far as I care. They told me to come here, so I'd like to know where West City is in comparison to Lemming if you don't mind."
"It's Remo."
"I said that."
"Well, um... I'm not really sure. I never was very good at geology. I do know that there are four cities spread around us to the north and the west. They're a lot bigger than Remo, you could probably find out something in at least one of them."
Vegito was getting really frustrated, so frustrated that he didn't even bother to tell the man that it was called "geography". He tried to calm himself down and continued with his questions. "Do you think anyone else in this town could give me the answers I'm looking for?"
"I don't know," he answered. "Everyone's pretty busy trying to work around the power outage. They may not want to answer. Plus, you saw what those others did when they saw you, Veggios."
"My name's Vegito. And I'm well aware that I have problems contacting humans, but I really need to find my way home so I can turn back into myself... es. Is there anyway I can find a person who won't freak out when they see me or who won't want to eat me?"
"Beats me!" he replied with a laugh. "Now I have to go help clear my fridge! I'll probably bust by the time the electricity comes back! See ya around!"
"I wish I could eat," the coffee flavored jawbreaker whined. "At least I know where I am, which is much better than I did yesterday. Someone here must know how I can get home." He began flying through the streets again, hoping to find another group of less frightenable people so he get this over with in one chapter.
He had obviously run into a group of people from most of the neighboring streets, because there was no one to be seen for the next few blocks even though that might be due to the fact that so much delicious food was thawing out and spoiling at the moment.
Vegito felt that if he had a stomach, which he wasn't sure if he did or not, it would be growling again right now. He could talk without a mouth, surely he should be able to eat! As he lost himself in these insanely mind boggling questions, he almost ran straight into the back of another person who happened to be outside of his home. The candy ball hit the breaks just before possibly being smashed on the person's skull.
"Excuse me," he began as loudly as he could. "I am looking for some answers. Can you help me?"
The young man jumped a little at the sudden sound of a strange high pitched voice, then turned to see what in the name of King Yemma was doing this.
"Don't be afraid and don't try to eat me! I am a victim of Majin Buu who was never turned back to normal and I'm looking for help so I can become a human again. Plus, I'm coffee flavored, which is pretty gross if you ask me."
"Uh..." his newest victim began, staring at the floating jawbreaker nervously. "I was told not to talk to any strange thing that I see when I get too hot."
"I can assure you that I am not a figment of your over heated imagination," Vegito answered, beginning to enjoy the conversations he was having with others apart from the ones he had with himselves. "My name is Vegito and I'm lost. Do you know where West City is in comparison to here?"
"I'm Sugeki," he replied. "Uh, let me find my father..." The teenager (which he was if I hadn't made that clear yet) went inside his rather large house and disappeared. A few minutes later he returned followed by a very frustrated looking man in a suit.
"Son, I thought we had this problem taken care of," he was saying.
"Yeah, I know, but the flying jawbreaker really does exist! See, there he is!" Sugeki pointed at Vegito causing his father to do an over blown double take then fall over with his legs sticking up in the air.
"Yes, well," Vegito began, hoping he hadn't just lost his chance, "my name is Vegito, an unrequited victim of Majin Buu. I was wondering if you could tell me how I could get to West City or maybe how I could eat something, but the first one's more important... I think..."
The man cleared his throat. "Well, I wish I could help you," he began with a strange manner to himself, "but I am the mayor of Remo and I am too busy trying to help out the poor citizens of this city. I'm afraid I can do nothing for you... unless, of course, you are willing to help us restore power to our fair city. Then maybe we can find someone who knows where you're looking for."
"Excuse me?"
"Well, you obviously have powers of some sort. You are flying and talking, and as I recall none of us had any control over ourselves when we were turned into assorted jawbreakers. If you help us, we'll help you."
Vegito sighed and thought about this. Did he really want to stoop to another city's level or was he that desperate to find his way home? He considered this for a moment, realized that most of the other cities in the world would probably cause him as much grief as these last two had been and answered, "All right, but I can't do a lot since I don't have arms and legs. I could help you dispose of your food if you help me figure out how to eat, however."
"No, I have plans for you all ready," the mayor answered, obviously planning for this to happen ever since Sugeki told him about the confection. "If you'd please head over to the power plant I'll call them and tell them that more help is on the way. It's that large building on the side of the hill with all the machines around it."
Vegito grumbled a little to himself about the fact that he was now being used by this man who was showing signs of being yet another complete jerk, then flew off so he could get what he wanted. "He'd better not be tricking me," the coffee flavored candy ball said to himself. "If I don't get answers after playing slave boy he will pay dearly."
He rose over the houses to give himself an easier route to the power plant. The wind whipped around him as the houses moved quickly underneath his... whatever you'd call something in the foot proximity on a sphere. He arrived at the large company just as a man wearing a plaid shirt, overalls, and a hard hat came walking toward him.
"You must be the gobstopper," he said, eyeing Vegito suspiciously. "The mayor said you'd be coming. I'm Tom, the manager here. We've got some good work for a magical piece of candy like you."
"Uh, technically I'm a jawbreaker," Vegito answered. "And why do all the people whose names I learn have a combination of English and Japanese sounding ones?"
Tom blinked at him stupidly. "Whatever. Anyway, the first thing I need you to do is fly up to the top of that tower. Bob and Yoshi are up there, they'll tell you what you need to do, ...um... what did you say your name was?"
"I never told you," he replied, the Vegeta in him getting very mad. "I'm Vegito, the most powerful warrior in the universe who's just been turned into a piece of candy and the third class prince of all Saiyans!"
It finally slipped again. It was bound to happen sometime, even though Vegito had been doing so well lately.
"Curse you, Kakarott!" the gruff voice exclaimed. "Look at what you made me say!"
"Hey," the soft one retorted, "do I ever call myself 'third class?' That was all you!"
"Whatever! I would have never said it if it wasn't for you, stupid!"
"At least I don't whine every time somebody's stronger than me!"
"WILL YOU STOP IT?!?!?!?!?!?!!!" Vegito screamed in his normal strange voice. "I thought I had fixed this problem! Go away and never come back, you two! Life is much easier if I'm just one person, not Vegito, Vegeta, and Gokukarott! And don't comment on that one either!"
The sucker was quite happy with the silence that followed. Tom, however, looked like he was about to call the people in the white coats. He took a few deep breaths and said, "Just go to the tower. The men know what needs to be done."
"Oh, yes. Sorry about that." He reluctantly did as he was told, though the fact that he had just embarrassed himself to no end did help in his desire to leave the manager's presence. The large metal spire he was heading toward had obviously been damaged recently, probably in the thunderstorm of the previous night. He flew to the top where a platform had somehow been set up and a group of workers were sitting around and talking instead of doing the verb that the name of their profession suggested.
They looked up at him for a moment, some quite shocked, then remembered what was going on and went back to their conversations. "Excuse me, but are Bob and/or Yoshi here? I was told I need to speak to them."
"I'm Bob!" one man exclaimed from an area near the broken tower. "Yoshi's over there but he's talking so I shouldn't interrupt him..."
"Isn't getting the power back in your town important?!" Vegito exclaimed.
"Uh, yeah. That's why you're here, isn't it?" he answered. Vegito would have been scowling if he had a visible mouth. "So, what you need to do first is fly to the very top of the tower and see if all the wires are still connected."
"Fine," the jawbreaker said, doing as he was told but not happily. He looked at the singed and bent metal.
"What is that idiot talking about?" he thought while inspecting it. "I don't even see any wires! The metal seems to be in one piece if that means anything."
He returned to the lazy people and told them what he had seen. "I didn't see a wire anywhere and the metal was still connected, so I don't know if it's okay or not."
"What do you mean?" Bob asked, looking at him questioningly. "Don't you have X Ray vision or something?"
"No!" Vegito exclaimed. "I'm a fighter, not a super hero, though I'm sure there are a lot of people who think I am. Does it even look like I have eyes? If I have X Ray vision, it's probably all being used to see normally!"
"Oh," Bob replied, looking disappointed. "Well, I guess that the fact that the metals only bent is a good thing. Now we need you to straighten the tower."
"WHAT?!"
"Well, if something did happen to the wiring, having it in it's normal state would make any fixing a lot easier."
"What do I look like to you?!" our hero answered through gritted teeth. Well, that was how it sounded anyway. Whether or not he had teeth was still a mystery. "I'm a coffee flavored sucker! I don't have arms and legs! Sure, I'm the most powerful being in the universe, but in this form I'm pretty much worthless! I don't even think I can shoot ki blasts, but I'm willing to try it out right now if I need to!"
Bob was getting a look similar to the last one Tom had. "Will you please just fix it? I'm sure you can find a way to do it. If you're as powerful as you say you are, you could just bend it with your body or something."
Vegito growled for a moment and then exclaimed, "Fine!", flying back up to the top. "I don't know why I'm bothering here, anyway," he muttered. "I should just find another town in the area that isn't full of morons like these last two. If only Gokukarott wasn't inside of me, then this would be much easier. No fighting! I'm just following the personality that you two gave me! It's nobody's fault!"
He looked at the spire again, realizing now the some of the metal had melted and rehardened again during the strike, which would probably make straightening it even harder. He flew next to one of the main poles just above the vertex of the bend and began pushing with all of his super piece of candy might.
Nothing happened.
"Darn it!" he exclaimed, looking at what he hadn't just accomplished. "How am I supposed to fix this stupid thing if I can't even move a light weight tower like this?" He moved over to another one of the bent support poles and tried the same, with the result being just as much as the first.
"There must be a way for me to fix this," he thought, examining the electrical spire again. It looked the same everywhere, the metal with the most influence on the overall shape being the hardest to move.
"What if I tried a different approach?" Vegito suddenly said to himself. "I could probably move that smaller beam over there, and maybe with the way things have melted and remolded, it might force the rest of the tower to straighten!"
He flew over to the part in question, er, sentence. These beams were between the larger ones and seemed to be for minor support, or maybe for decoration; he didn't know anything about electronics. The jawbreaker again placed himself directly above where the bend started and began pushing with his Incredible Fighting Candy strength again.
Things began to creak slowly, but not much improvement could be seen in the tower. Vegito was not one to give up. After all, hadn't he kept fighting when he was first turned into this orb of crystallized sugar? He continued to somehow push the beam with all of his weight, which was less than an ounce, but his super strength made it much more effective. Sounds of metal bending and cracking filled the air as the lazy workers looked up to see what was going on.
"Is that a good sound?" one asked.
"Beats me!" another replied. "Hey, since this guy is doing all the work, why don't we just go to lunch?"
"Sure!" the first speaker answered, standing up and preparing to get a much longer break than was usually allotted.
However, just then the platform began rocking violently.
"What's that idiot doing?!" Bob exclaimed, looking up to see what addition damage had been caused. However, he couldn't believe what he saw. Somehow, the jawbreaker had managed to do what normally would have been a two week, 3 million dollar repair job in under ten minutes and for free!
"No way..." he said in awe as the candy flew down straight in front of his face, breathing heavily even though it was hard to tell if he had the organs/ openings that would enable him to do that.
"All right," Vegito said. "I straightened your stupid tower. Is that all?"
"Um, no," Bob answered, still in shock. "Uh, I think Yoshi was supposed to cover the next part of it. Go talk to him. He's standing right over there."
Vegito flew to the man that he had pointed to and floated in front of his surprised looking face for a moment before he spoke. "Hi, there."
Yoshi jumped, and then replied, "Oh. Hello."
"What do I need to do next? Please tell me I'm almost done with this stupid task!"
"Well," he began, still looking a bit shocked, "Now we need to reattach the outside wires that broke when the tower was bent. We'll need to get the workers positioned on the towers so they can do the connecting part. Your job is to fly the wires across."
"And how, pray tell, am I supposed to do that?!" Vegito exclaimed, his bad mood getting even worse. "I don't have any way to hold on to it! I'm not like one of those stupid vegetable guys who can pick things up even though they don't have appendages! At least, I don't think I am. There's no way I can do it!"
"Well, I guess you won't be able to find your home, then..."
"Okay, fine! But you'd better figure out how I'm going to it, because I'm not the one who wanted me to do this stupid repair job!" He flew closer to the ground and waited for someone to tell him that they were ready, not to mention figure out if he could pick things up without arms and legs like a certain group of computer animated veggies could.
"Hey, Veggie Hold!" someone called an hour later as Vegito's seventh test proved that he was unable to pick things up. "Get up here, we're ready!"
"It's Vegito, you moron!" he replied, flying up toward where Yoshi was now positioned, which was on top of the once deformed tower.
"How am I going to do this?" he asked, with a slight tone of worry about how this was going to turn out.
"Well," Yoshi answered, looking at little embarrassed, "this was all I could think of." He held up a piece of string.
"Huh?"
"Well, we tie one end to you and the end of the wires to the other end. Then you fly it across and either fly back or get another wire end attached once they've removed the first!"
"You've got to be kidding me!" the coffee flavored sucker exclaimed. "I am NOT going to wear a string around myself like a stupid hair ribbon!"
Five minutes later, he was flying toward the nearest tower, a string tied around his middle. "I can't believe I've gotten this low. I thought being a piece of candy was bad enough!" He spent the next hour or so flying back and forth between the electrical spires, bringing wires, going back for more, or returning them.
As the exhausted jawbreaker finished carrying over the last of them and the now working workers finished the final connection, a sudden jolt shook the towers as lights began turning on all over the town even though it wasn't night.
"Oh, I guess that was it, then!" Yoshi exclaimed as he removed the accursed string from around Vegito.
"You idiots didn't even turn off the main power supply after the strike!" he replied upsetly. "You could have killed yourselves! Oh well, at least now I can figure out where I am."
Vegito looked around from the height at which he was at and noticed that toward what appeared to be the center of the downtown area, a large group of people were meeting.
"Well, I'd better go see if they've got a person to tell me something down there," he said, zipping off.
"Hey wait!" Bob exclaimed. "You're supposed to finish our shift!"
However, the candy ball was gone.
Sure enough, the mayor was talking to the citizens about how great their electrical company was to get things fixed in such a short amount of time and how some special tools that they didn't see fixed everything when Vegito arrived.
"I did what you wanted, now I want answers," he said with a menacing high pitched tone.
"...Oh!" he replied with a tad bit of surprise in his voice. "It... it's you!"
"Yes, it's me! And a deal's a deal. I fixed your stupid power plant, now you tell me where West City is!"
Many of the citizens were shocked, not only at the fact that what looked like a piece of candy was talking, but also that their mayor was lying to them.
"Uh, well, there are still many things that need to be taken care of here," he answered, regaining his superiority. "I'm afraid I need you to do a few more things over the next few days or so and then I'll see about getting you out of Remo."
"You creep!" Vegito exclaimed, his bad mood finally getting the best of him and his Vegeta half coming through much more than it had been throughout the day. "First you humiliate me by making me do menial jobs for your lazy workers and making me look like a fool since I'm still getting used to this stupid body, and now you think you're just going to use me as your slave?! Well, I won't stand for this! Give me answers or I will be forced to hurt you!"
"Well, we're certainly violent, aren't we! I don't think I can associate myself with someone as crude and as sugary as you..."
"That's it! You've gone too far! First those morons in Ichu City and now this!" The jawbreaker completely lost his senses at this point, even the Vegeta part wasn't containing himself as he had learned to do in the past decade.
The next thing his sane, unannoyed self remembered, he was looking at the Mayor who was now covered in many small welts from where he had pummeled him. "Well," he began, "um, that'll teach you! I'm leaving this stupid town and going to one of the nearby ones that one of your citizens so conveniently told me about and that I should have gone to in the first place!"
He flew off, in a confused rage while the battered Mayor and the citizens of Remo watched off in a similarly confused shock.
"That was even more of a waste of time than the first town! Oh well, at least I helped those people. I wonder if one of those four cities is in this direction."
In the meantime, the people of Remo were busy talking about what they had just seen. And although he had not done anything to the same level of what he did in Ichu City, the people still began referring to him as the Incredible Fighting Candy (what a coincidence!).
AN: Hm. Goes to show you what happens when you have a brief moment of inspiration. It took me almost two months to write this! I started with a little homage to good old Snoopy, if you noticed. The whole name thing was me realizing that I was doing that to my made up characters so I was making fun of myself. I really should stop doing that.
I can't say when I'll update again, cause marching band starts soon and then it'll be school and I'm a big scary senior! Woo hoo! Hopefully since it's the beginning of the year I won't be too busy, but I need the right inspiration to shoot off chapters like I did on the first three. Yeah, I had three done about a week after I posted two, it just took me forever on four and I didn't want to leave it as a cliffy. Sorry! Please give me your lovely ideas for this if you have any, although I figured out a lot of chap plans that I can work with. I'm probably getting a job too so I can have money for me and college if I ever stop being lazy and start looking at them.
I have e mail now (yipee!) but I don't have Internet, curse my father, so I can't check it that often. But e mail your ideas or if you just want to say something! Heh heh. And this is my main project even though I've got about 12 stories in the works right now (sighs), so for me and my evil schedule, you may see a good amount of updates (two this school year, JK, as many as possible for me). Catch ya later (hopefully a very soon later)!!!