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Last Time, On Dragon Ball G . . . . .
It was exactly twenty episodes ago when the battle of the Oreo began.
Episode 1: "How dare you give me the side with no frosting?" Hegeta demanded!
"Hey settle down," Godu said flipping his braid, "I said I would share it with you and I did!"
"Fool, I am the Prince of the Saiyans and I demand the side with the cream filling!"
"Well all right, I'll let you have it if it means that much to you," Godu smiled. "Not!"
With a deft toss the cookie vanished into Godu's mouth.
"Oh brother," Wufalo groaned, rubbing his green forehead, "I can see this escalating into a multi-episode brawl."
"Sorry Hegeta," Godu smirked, "it slipped."
"Fool, you dare mock your Prince! I will pummel you."
Episode 5: After four episodes of mindless brawling and witty banter, Hegeta gets serious.
"Enough of this fooling around!" Hegeta demanded powering up. "It's time for me to go Super Saiyan and teach you to respect me! Trowks, pay close attention now son, this will be quite a show."
Trowks turned to his partner Quten, "Do you want to tell him that we can already do that, or should I tell him?"
"Ha! That's nothing special, why even my youngest son Quten can do that!" Godu laughed powering up as well.
"No need," Quten sighed, "dad beat me to it."
"If you think blond hair and glowing skin are going to distract me . . . well . . . you're wrong!" Hegeta said distractedly.
"The same goes for you . . radiant . . . blond . . . Prince you!" Godu replied, equally distracted.
Wufalo stepped into the young boy's sight line, blocking their view.
"Don't you two have some training to go do or something?" He asked menacingly.
"Aw Wufalo," Quten whined, "it was just getting interesting too."
"Could you step aside," Trowks snorted, "my dad told me to watch."
"What am I ever going to do with you two?" Wufalo said shaking his head in exasperation.
Episode 10: The fighting had intensified and shirts were artfully torn.
"Well, I was going to save this for later, but what the hell," Godu shrugged. "Prepare yourself for Super Saiyan 2!"
"What now, are you going to go platinum blond or . . . . oohhh . . . sparkly!" Hegeta swooned.
Oh brother," Wufalo grumbled, "if I wasn't under contract to teach the children, I would have left nine episodes ago."
Episode 15: Both fighters are breathing heavy and are sporting battle damage.
"Admit it, my Super Saiyan two form is better then yours!" Hegeta crowed.
"I admit you are better then me," Godu smiled.
"Then why are you smiling?"
"Because I know something you do not."
Hegeta cocked an eyebrow, "What?"
"I am not left-handed."
"What the hell has that got to do with anything?" Hegeta demanded.
"Everything, my right hand is the key to . . . Super Saiyan Three!" Godu pronounced powering up for a third time.
Wufalo shook his head, "I could have gone to the store and bought more Oreos by now."
And now after that brief recap, it's time for today's episode of Dragon Ball G: Conned Fusion.
"Anything you can do, I can do better. I can do anything better than you!" chanted Godu
"No you can't!"
"Yes, I can!"
"No you can't!" Hegeta shouted angrily
"Yes I can! Yes I can!" Duo taunted wagging his tongue.
"Is this a fight or an Irving Berlin musical?" Wufalo groaned, shaking his head.
Hegeta growled and began firing a seemingly endless barrage of energy balls at Godu from the palms of his hands. Godu laughed and swatted them away like flies.
Trowks tugged on Wufalo's white cape, "Quten and I are bored, can we go play?"
"No, If I have to sit and watch, then we all have to," grumbled Wufalo.
"Why do you have to watch?" Quten asked.
"Because the fate of the world may depend on who wins this fight."
"This fight is that serious?" Quten asked.
"Absolutely!" Wufalo nodded sagely.
"So let me get this straight, the fate of the world depends on who gets the frosted side of an Oreo cookie?" Trowks asked incredously. "A cookie I might add, that has already been eaten."
Wufalo stood silent for a moment, a large sweat drop forming on the back of his head.
"It does sound a bit silly when you put it like that." he conceded.
"All right Hegeta, enough fun and games." Godu said posing. "It's time you tasted a little of my true power."
"Bring it on bottle blond," Hegeta taunted.
Godu cupped his hands together and drew them back towards his chest, chanting all the while.
"Ka - ma . . . Su - tra . . . Ha!"
"Oh No!" Wufalo groaned overdramatically, "Not the Kama Sutra Wave!!!"
"Why not?" Quten shrugged, "mom is always relaxed after he uses it on her. Maybe this will help Hegeta to relax."
"I doubt it," Trowks snorted. "My dad is more uptight then a new alter boy at the Vatican."
Godu's Kama Sutra wave slammed hard into Hegeta. The Saiyan Prince groaned with the effort it took to redirect the force away from Kami's lookout. As the wave receded, both men were panting, their energy spent.
"If you two are through with your little spat, I'd like to point out an observation made by young Trowks here. The cookie you are both fighting over was eaten twenty episodes ago." Wufalo preached, his arms folded.
Both men floated silently for a moment.
"He's got a good point," Godu shrugged, "I did eat the cookie in the first episode."
"Nonsense, this fight is based on principles and . . . and . . ."
"And the fact you wanted the frosted side of the cookie." Godu snorted. "With it gone, there is nothing left to fight over except the principle of the thing."
Hegeta stroked his chin in thought, "True, if only there was a way to retrieve the missing half of the cookie, then this fight would have real relevance once again."
"What about the Dragon Balls?" Quten asked innocently enough. "We haven't gone on a quest for those in over twenty episodes. Isn't that the point to this show?"
"My boy has got a good point," Godu said nodding his approval. "I mean, dragon ball is right in the title and everything."
"More importantly, if we retrieve all seven we can bring back the cookie!" Hegeta rhapsodized. "We must go and retrieve the balls, and do it quickly."
"Do you realize how monumental this task could be?" Wufalo said seriously.
"It shouldn't take too long," Godu said with a smile, "I know that my son has a ball, isn't that right Quten?"
Quten shrugged, "Trowa has my ball, you'll have to get it from him."
Everything froze as the G boys all stared at Quten. They were dumb struck. Sure they had all wanted to shed their lame dragon ball names for their older yet infinitely cooler Gundam names, but no one wanted to piss off the cosmos more then they already had. It was a well-known fact that this was how things could go from bad, to worse.
"Did you just call me Trowa, Quten?" Trowks blinked in disbelief.
"OOPS, sorry, my bad. What I meant to say was 'Trowks has my ball. You will have to get it from him. Sorry."
The universe unfroze as the boys resumed the story line.
"Is this true? Are you holding Quten's Ball?" Hegeta asked.
"Yes," Trowks said.
"Great," Godu cheered, "one down, six to go!"
"Not necessarily," Wufalo said with narrowing eyes. "I had a pair of balls, and Trowks won them away from me one poker night."
"Hey that's right," Godu said with a grin, "he won my balls that same night. Your son is one cutthroat poker player Hegeta."
Hegeta rubbed his chin in thought, "As near as I recall, you took my balls that same night. Whose idea was it to play sake poker any anyway?"
Trowks smiled, "Mine. It seemed the best way to keep the dragon balls in one place in case some major catastrophe occurs."
Godu was counting aloud on his fingers, " . . . Two of mine, two of Hegeta's two of Wufalo's and one of Quten's . . . carry the one . . . Seven! That makes seven Dragon balls that Trowks has got! Wow, that quest for the Dragon Balls was kind of anti-climatic."
"Who says I'm going to give them to you for something as trivial as bringing a cookie back for you two to fight over?" Trowks snorted.
"Actually, it's only half a cookie," Godu offered.
"Yes, the half with the cream filling," Hegeta growled angrily. "It should have been mine!"
"I don't care if you guys wanted the entire Nabisco Corporation, I'm not giving you the dragon balls!" Trowks growled, his hands on his hips. "If we use them frivolously we won't have them to revive the earth or loved ones when the next major earth destroying catastrophe happens."
"How often do you think that happens?" Hegeta snorted.
"In this show, about once a year. I'd say we are due."
"Boy," growled Hegeta angrily, "give me the balls."
"Eat my shorts, man!"
"Why you little . . . . Doh!" Hegeta cried as he began to chase Trowks around the lookout.
"Oh dear, " Godu said mildly, "you really shouldn't antagonize your father."
The two lapped the Outlook several times before they came to a stop panting and out of breath.
"If you want to keep your balls, "Wufalo said sagely to Trowks, "You and Quten will have to perform the Fusion technique I have taught you and fight your father."
"Fusion?" Hegeta asked. "As in combining two bodies into one?"
"Oh yeah, I forgot I taught you how to do that!" Godu smiled. "If the boys could fuse, they would be very hard to beat."
"How does this fusion work?"
"Well, the two of us have to work in unison, all the while chanting Fusion- Ha!" Godu said matter of factly.
"Which mind controls the body?
"Well, the dominate one mostly, but traits of both fighters will be parts of the personality." Godu shrugged, "Why do you ask?"
Hegeta stroked his chin thoughtfully. "You and I will fuse and we will face off against our fused sons. Now get over here, I've been waiting a long time for this fusion."
Wufalo looked confused at the stance the two men were taking, "What are you doing standing behind Godu Hegeta . . . . Oh Sweet Namic, My Eyes! My poor alien eyes!" The Namic ran off screaming holding his hands over his eyes.
Floating above and working in perfect unison, the pair of fighters continued chanting "Fusion-Ha!"
Quten elbowed Trowks, "That's not the dance we do to fuse?"
"No, but it looks like it might be a lot of fun," Trowks said with a grin.
"Yeah, maybe later though, I want to save my energy for the fight."
"Good point, shall we fuse?"
"Absolutely," Trowks smiled.
The Two boy's Stood side by side, synched their breathing and did a careful little dance move.
"Fu-sion-Ha!" The pair chanted merging to become one.
"Oh," grunted Hegeta, "That's what you guys meant by fusion. Look's kind of sissy to me."
"I definitely like your way better," Godu smiled, "although next time I get to be dominate."
"Deal," Hegeta nodded. "Well, shall we try it their way?"
"You got it," Godu agreed.
The two men copied their sons and did the sissy dance.
"Fu-sion-Ha!" The men chanted also becoming one.
Qutowk rubbed is eyes and did a few quick stretches before looking up to see the fused Hegedu form before his eyes.
"Wow, I guess their way works too," He shrugged, "I'll have to try it their way next time."
"I didn't know the power," Hegedu grinned flexing his fists, "of the fused side!"
"I have no wish to fight you," Qutowk said flexing his muscles.
"There's no need for us to fight. Instead, let's have a power-up pose- off," Hegedu suggested.
"O.K., Me first!" Qutowk's said turning his back to his father. "Buns of Steel!" He cried clenching tightly.
"Impressive, most impressive, " Hegedu smiled , "But you're not a Super Saiyan yet."
Hegedu pulled off his shirt and flexed, "Abs Of Iron!" He cried out, making his stomach look like a washboard.
Just then, Wufalo returned from his lap of the outlook. He looked at the pair of Fused Saiyan's in disbelief. Qutowk had his back turned to his father, buns clenched, while his father was standing behind him half undressed.
"No, you mustn't," He cried out in dismay. "You are father's and son's! Oh curse my Namic body I wasn't fast enough."
Both the fused fighters stopped their pose off and threw curious looks at Wufalo.
"What is he going on about?" Qutowk asked.
"I don't know," Hegedu shrugged, "maybe his little brain has snapped from all the power we are putting out."
"Whatever, it's my turn again," Qutowk said.
He clenched his fists and powered up to super Saiyan mode. He then struck a cutesy pose and cried out, "Chibi Super Saiyan!"
"Ohh," cooed Hegedu.
"Ahh," sighed Wufalo, "he's just so cute!"
"Very clever my son," Hegedu nodded, "but it's not enough to win this day."
He too powered up and struck a pose, crying out "Bishonen Super Saiyan!"
"Wow!" Qutowk nodded appreciatively.
"My oh my," Wufalo nodded, "All that cheesecake needs is a little chocolate syrup!"
"Playing hard ball eh," Qutowk nodded. "All right then, let's kick it up a notch!"
Qutowk shook with the effort and powered up to super Saiyan two and struck a runway model pose.
"Mega Glam Super Saiyan!"
His little body threw glittery sparkles everywhere.
"He looks kind of like . . . Tinkerbell?" Hegedu said shaking his head.
"I can fly, I can fly, I can fly!" Wufalo laughed as he floated up in the air.
"Oh brother," Hegedu sighed rolling his eyes. "My turn."
Hegedu Powered up to super Saiyan two, and ripped off his pants, and struck another pose, "Calvin Klein Super Saiyan two!"
"Hey, no fair," Qutowk whined, "I'm too young to be an underwear model. How can I possibly compete with that?"
"You can't," Wufalo nodded, "there's not doubt in my mind who the winner is."
"All right all right, I give up," Qutowk sighed. "Just put your pants back on."
"You will give me the dragon balls?" Hegedu asked, retrieving his pants.
"Yeah, yeah, just keep your pants on."
A half hour later . . .
"Ready every one, lets combine our balls and summon the great dragon." Hegeta said.
The seven balls were brought together and began to glow. Smoke rose from the glowing spheres and the shape of the eternal dragon Shenlong took shape.
"Oh, I just love this part," Quten said.
"Hey while they are occupied, do you want to try our dad's fusion technique?" Trowks said with a wicked grin.
Quten nodded with a smile, "Only if I get to go first."
"Deal!" Trowks said, and the two boys slipped off behind a large bush to practice "fusing".
Meanwhile the Great Dragon Shenlong finally formed fully. It's great glowing eyes focused on the two men standing before him.
"What is your wish?" It demanded in a thunderous tone.
Hegeta stepped forward, "Four twenty long episodes we have battled for who has the right to possess it, only to find that it was gone. Great Shenlong, we wish for its return!"
"What is it?"
Godu stepped forward, "The Oreo."
Shenlong looked puzzled at this comment, "What is this . . . Oreo?"
"It is a cookie Great Shenlong," Hegeta said boldly.
"A cookie?"
"Well, to be more precise, it's only half a cookie," Godu interrupted. "The frosted half."
"Half a cookie?"
"Yes, mighty Shenlong," Hegeta said, his chest swelling.
"You two mortals traveled far and wide, gathered all seven Dragon Balls and summoned me here to resurrect half a cookie," Shenlong voice had grown dangerously quiet.
"That's right, we need it to regain the relevance of our mighty battle," Godu stated, trying to puff his chest out even further.
The Great Shenlong paused for a moment in thought.
"No," he stated flatly, "I absolutely will not use my cosmic powers to resurrect half a cookie. What ever happened to the meaningful wishes like, Shenlong, please return to life all the people we killed whilst fighting over said Cookie!"
"Half a cookie," Godu corrected.
"That's even worse." The Dragon snapped irritably, "you don't even want a whole cookie just half of one!"
"The frosted half," Hegeta reminded Shenlong.
"Enough of this farce," Shenlong roared, "Your children are acting more grown up then you are."
"Really?" Hegeta asked, "What are they doing that's so mature?"
Four sets of eyes turned to the lone bush that was shaking on the rocky hillside. Mighty Shenlong who commanded the heights had the best view, as he focused on the two youngsters.
"Fusion - Ha!" the two groaned in unison.
"Oh My Eyes!" The Mighty Shenlong shouted shuddering. "My immortal dragon eyes! May I live to see a thousand years and never see such a sight again!"
With a last howl of pain and rage, the dragon dispersed the dragon balls to the seven corners of the earth and vanished. The trio approached the bush and Wufalo peered over the top first. The sight that presented itself caused twin fountains of blood to erupt from his nose as he keeled over backwards and collapsed. The fathers shrugged and peered over themselves.
"Oh how cute," Godu smiled, "They are practicing the Fusion Technique. Do you think we should tell them that way doesn't work?"
"Na, Let them enjoy themselves," Hegeta nodded, "they're just boys after all."
"Let's leave them be," Godu said reaching his hand inside his tunic.
"Yes lets let them play in private," Hegeta agreed, then frowned as he noticed Godu untwisting something. "What is that?"
Godu smiled, "This? It's another Oreo. They come in packs you know."
Hegeta face reddened, "You had another cookie the whole time?"
"About half a pack actually," Godu shrugged munching away contentedly on his cookie.
"Why did you never mention this before?"
"You never asked?" Godu shrugged. "Besides I like fighting, it's my hobby."
"I am going to kill you Godu!" Hegeta growled, "Just you wait, when I get my hands around your scrawny little . . . "
Stay tuned Next time when Trowa says, "Go all the way Heero, I know you can do it!"
Last Time, On Dragon Ball G . . . . .
It was exactly twenty episodes ago when the battle of the Oreo began.
Episode 1: "How dare you give me the side with no frosting?" Hegeta demanded!
"Hey settle down," Godu said flipping his braid, "I said I would share it with you and I did!"
"Fool, I am the Prince of the Saiyans and I demand the side with the cream filling!"
"Well all right, I'll let you have it if it means that much to you," Godu smiled. "Not!"
With a deft toss the cookie vanished into Godu's mouth.
"Oh brother," Wufalo groaned, rubbing his green forehead, "I can see this escalating into a multi-episode brawl."
"Sorry Hegeta," Godu smirked, "it slipped."
"Fool, you dare mock your Prince! I will pummel you."
Episode 5: After four episodes of mindless brawling and witty banter, Hegeta gets serious.
"Enough of this fooling around!" Hegeta demanded powering up. "It's time for me to go Super Saiyan and teach you to respect me! Trowks, pay close attention now son, this will be quite a show."
Trowks turned to his partner Quten, "Do you want to tell him that we can already do that, or should I tell him?"
"Ha! That's nothing special, why even my youngest son Quten can do that!" Godu laughed powering up as well.
"No need," Quten sighed, "dad beat me to it."
"If you think blond hair and glowing skin are going to distract me . . . well . . . you're wrong!" Hegeta said distractedly.
"The same goes for you . . radiant . . . blond . . . Prince you!" Godu replied, equally distracted.
Wufalo stepped into the young boy's sight line, blocking their view.
"Don't you two have some training to go do or something?" He asked menacingly.
"Aw Wufalo," Quten whined, "it was just getting interesting too."
"Could you step aside," Trowks snorted, "my dad told me to watch."
"What am I ever going to do with you two?" Wufalo said shaking his head in exasperation.
Episode 10: The fighting had intensified and shirts were artfully torn.
"Well, I was going to save this for later, but what the hell," Godu shrugged. "Prepare yourself for Super Saiyan 2!"
"What now, are you going to go platinum blond or . . . . oohhh . . . sparkly!" Hegeta swooned.
Oh brother," Wufalo grumbled, "if I wasn't under contract to teach the children, I would have left nine episodes ago."
Episode 15: Both fighters are breathing heavy and are sporting battle damage.
"Admit it, my Super Saiyan two form is better then yours!" Hegeta crowed.
"I admit you are better then me," Godu smiled.
"Then why are you smiling?"
"Because I know something you do not."
Hegeta cocked an eyebrow, "What?"
"I am not left-handed."
"What the hell has that got to do with anything?" Hegeta demanded.
"Everything, my right hand is the key to . . . Super Saiyan Three!" Godu pronounced powering up for a third time.
Wufalo shook his head, "I could have gone to the store and bought more Oreos by now."
And now after that brief recap, it's time for today's episode of Dragon Ball G: Conned Fusion.
"Anything you can do, I can do better. I can do anything better than you!" chanted Godu
"No you can't!"
"Yes, I can!"
"No you can't!" Hegeta shouted angrily
"Yes I can! Yes I can!" Duo taunted wagging his tongue.
"Is this a fight or an Irving Berlin musical?" Wufalo groaned, shaking his head.
Hegeta growled and began firing a seemingly endless barrage of energy balls at Godu from the palms of his hands. Godu laughed and swatted them away like flies.
Trowks tugged on Wufalo's white cape, "Quten and I are bored, can we go play?"
"No, If I have to sit and watch, then we all have to," grumbled Wufalo.
"Why do you have to watch?" Quten asked.
"Because the fate of the world may depend on who wins this fight."
"This fight is that serious?" Quten asked.
"Absolutely!" Wufalo nodded sagely.
"So let me get this straight, the fate of the world depends on who gets the frosted side of an Oreo cookie?" Trowks asked incredously. "A cookie I might add, that has already been eaten."
Wufalo stood silent for a moment, a large sweat drop forming on the back of his head.
"It does sound a bit silly when you put it like that." he conceded.
"All right Hegeta, enough fun and games." Godu said posing. "It's time you tasted a little of my true power."
"Bring it on bottle blond," Hegeta taunted.
Godu cupped his hands together and drew them back towards his chest, chanting all the while.
"Ka - ma . . . Su - tra . . . Ha!"
"Oh No!" Wufalo groaned overdramatically, "Not the Kama Sutra Wave!!!"
"Why not?" Quten shrugged, "mom is always relaxed after he uses it on her. Maybe this will help Hegeta to relax."
"I doubt it," Trowks snorted. "My dad is more uptight then a new alter boy at the Vatican."
Godu's Kama Sutra wave slammed hard into Hegeta. The Saiyan Prince groaned with the effort it took to redirect the force away from Kami's lookout. As the wave receded, both men were panting, their energy spent.
"If you two are through with your little spat, I'd like to point out an observation made by young Trowks here. The cookie you are both fighting over was eaten twenty episodes ago." Wufalo preached, his arms folded.
Both men floated silently for a moment.
"He's got a good point," Godu shrugged, "I did eat the cookie in the first episode."
"Nonsense, this fight is based on principles and . . . and . . ."
"And the fact you wanted the frosted side of the cookie." Godu snorted. "With it gone, there is nothing left to fight over except the principle of the thing."
Hegeta stroked his chin in thought, "True, if only there was a way to retrieve the missing half of the cookie, then this fight would have real relevance once again."
"What about the Dragon Balls?" Quten asked innocently enough. "We haven't gone on a quest for those in over twenty episodes. Isn't that the point to this show?"
"My boy has got a good point," Godu said nodding his approval. "I mean, dragon ball is right in the title and everything."
"More importantly, if we retrieve all seven we can bring back the cookie!" Hegeta rhapsodized. "We must go and retrieve the balls, and do it quickly."
"Do you realize how monumental this task could be?" Wufalo said seriously.
"It shouldn't take too long," Godu said with a smile, "I know that my son has a ball, isn't that right Quten?"
Quten shrugged, "Trowa has my ball, you'll have to get it from him."
Everything froze as the G boys all stared at Quten. They were dumb struck. Sure they had all wanted to shed their lame dragon ball names for their older yet infinitely cooler Gundam names, but no one wanted to piss off the cosmos more then they already had. It was a well-known fact that this was how things could go from bad, to worse.
"Did you just call me Trowa, Quten?" Trowks blinked in disbelief.
"OOPS, sorry, my bad. What I meant to say was 'Trowks has my ball. You will have to get it from him. Sorry."
The universe unfroze as the boys resumed the story line.
"Is this true? Are you holding Quten's Ball?" Hegeta asked.
"Yes," Trowks said.
"Great," Godu cheered, "one down, six to go!"
"Not necessarily," Wufalo said with narrowing eyes. "I had a pair of balls, and Trowks won them away from me one poker night."
"Hey that's right," Godu said with a grin, "he won my balls that same night. Your son is one cutthroat poker player Hegeta."
Hegeta rubbed his chin in thought, "As near as I recall, you took my balls that same night. Whose idea was it to play sake poker any anyway?"
Trowks smiled, "Mine. It seemed the best way to keep the dragon balls in one place in case some major catastrophe occurs."
Godu was counting aloud on his fingers, " . . . Two of mine, two of Hegeta's two of Wufalo's and one of Quten's . . . carry the one . . . Seven! That makes seven Dragon balls that Trowks has got! Wow, that quest for the Dragon Balls was kind of anti-climatic."
"Who says I'm going to give them to you for something as trivial as bringing a cookie back for you two to fight over?" Trowks snorted.
"Actually, it's only half a cookie," Godu offered.
"Yes, the half with the cream filling," Hegeta growled angrily. "It should have been mine!"
"I don't care if you guys wanted the entire Nabisco Corporation, I'm not giving you the dragon balls!" Trowks growled, his hands on his hips. "If we use them frivolously we won't have them to revive the earth or loved ones when the next major earth destroying catastrophe happens."
"How often do you think that happens?" Hegeta snorted.
"In this show, about once a year. I'd say we are due."
"Boy," growled Hegeta angrily, "give me the balls."
"Eat my shorts, man!"
"Why you little . . . . Doh!" Hegeta cried as he began to chase Trowks around the lookout.
"Oh dear, " Godu said mildly, "you really shouldn't antagonize your father."
The two lapped the Outlook several times before they came to a stop panting and out of breath.
"If you want to keep your balls, "Wufalo said sagely to Trowks, "You and Quten will have to perform the Fusion technique I have taught you and fight your father."
"Fusion?" Hegeta asked. "As in combining two bodies into one?"
"Oh yeah, I forgot I taught you how to do that!" Godu smiled. "If the boys could fuse, they would be very hard to beat."
"How does this fusion work?"
"Well, the two of us have to work in unison, all the while chanting Fusion- Ha!" Godu said matter of factly.
"Which mind controls the body?
"Well, the dominate one mostly, but traits of both fighters will be parts of the personality." Godu shrugged, "Why do you ask?"
Hegeta stroked his chin thoughtfully. "You and I will fuse and we will face off against our fused sons. Now get over here, I've been waiting a long time for this fusion."
Wufalo looked confused at the stance the two men were taking, "What are you doing standing behind Godu Hegeta . . . . Oh Sweet Namic, My Eyes! My poor alien eyes!" The Namic ran off screaming holding his hands over his eyes.
Floating above and working in perfect unison, the pair of fighters continued chanting "Fusion-Ha!"
Quten elbowed Trowks, "That's not the dance we do to fuse?"
"No, but it looks like it might be a lot of fun," Trowks said with a grin.
"Yeah, maybe later though, I want to save my energy for the fight."
"Good point, shall we fuse?"
"Absolutely," Trowks smiled.
The Two boy's Stood side by side, synched their breathing and did a careful little dance move.
"Fu-sion-Ha!" The pair chanted merging to become one.
"Oh," grunted Hegeta, "That's what you guys meant by fusion. Look's kind of sissy to me."
"I definitely like your way better," Godu smiled, "although next time I get to be dominate."
"Deal," Hegeta nodded. "Well, shall we try it their way?"
"You got it," Godu agreed.
The two men copied their sons and did the sissy dance.
"Fu-sion-Ha!" The men chanted also becoming one.
Qutowk rubbed is eyes and did a few quick stretches before looking up to see the fused Hegedu form before his eyes.
"Wow, I guess their way works too," He shrugged, "I'll have to try it their way next time."
"I didn't know the power," Hegedu grinned flexing his fists, "of the fused side!"
"I have no wish to fight you," Qutowk said flexing his muscles.
"There's no need for us to fight. Instead, let's have a power-up pose- off," Hegedu suggested.
"O.K., Me first!" Qutowk's said turning his back to his father. "Buns of Steel!" He cried clenching tightly.
"Impressive, most impressive, " Hegedu smiled , "But you're not a Super Saiyan yet."
Hegedu pulled off his shirt and flexed, "Abs Of Iron!" He cried out, making his stomach look like a washboard.
Just then, Wufalo returned from his lap of the outlook. He looked at the pair of Fused Saiyan's in disbelief. Qutowk had his back turned to his father, buns clenched, while his father was standing behind him half undressed.
"No, you mustn't," He cried out in dismay. "You are father's and son's! Oh curse my Namic body I wasn't fast enough."
Both the fused fighters stopped their pose off and threw curious looks at Wufalo.
"What is he going on about?" Qutowk asked.
"I don't know," Hegedu shrugged, "maybe his little brain has snapped from all the power we are putting out."
"Whatever, it's my turn again," Qutowk said.
He clenched his fists and powered up to super Saiyan mode. He then struck a cutesy pose and cried out, "Chibi Super Saiyan!"
"Ohh," cooed Hegedu.
"Ahh," sighed Wufalo, "he's just so cute!"
"Very clever my son," Hegedu nodded, "but it's not enough to win this day."
He too powered up and struck a pose, crying out "Bishonen Super Saiyan!"
"Wow!" Qutowk nodded appreciatively.
"My oh my," Wufalo nodded, "All that cheesecake needs is a little chocolate syrup!"
"Playing hard ball eh," Qutowk nodded. "All right then, let's kick it up a notch!"
Qutowk shook with the effort and powered up to super Saiyan two and struck a runway model pose.
"Mega Glam Super Saiyan!"
His little body threw glittery sparkles everywhere.
"He looks kind of like . . . Tinkerbell?" Hegedu said shaking his head.
"I can fly, I can fly, I can fly!" Wufalo laughed as he floated up in the air.
"Oh brother," Hegedu sighed rolling his eyes. "My turn."
Hegedu Powered up to super Saiyan two, and ripped off his pants, and struck another pose, "Calvin Klein Super Saiyan two!"
"Hey, no fair," Qutowk whined, "I'm too young to be an underwear model. How can I possibly compete with that?"
"You can't," Wufalo nodded, "there's not doubt in my mind who the winner is."
"All right all right, I give up," Qutowk sighed. "Just put your pants back on."
"You will give me the dragon balls?" Hegedu asked, retrieving his pants.
"Yeah, yeah, just keep your pants on."
A half hour later . . .
"Ready every one, lets combine our balls and summon the great dragon." Hegeta said.
The seven balls were brought together and began to glow. Smoke rose from the glowing spheres and the shape of the eternal dragon Shenlong took shape.
"Oh, I just love this part," Quten said.
"Hey while they are occupied, do you want to try our dad's fusion technique?" Trowks said with a wicked grin.
Quten nodded with a smile, "Only if I get to go first."
"Deal!" Trowks said, and the two boys slipped off behind a large bush to practice "fusing".
Meanwhile the Great Dragon Shenlong finally formed fully. It's great glowing eyes focused on the two men standing before him.
"What is your wish?" It demanded in a thunderous tone.
Hegeta stepped forward, "Four twenty long episodes we have battled for who has the right to possess it, only to find that it was gone. Great Shenlong, we wish for its return!"
"What is it?"
Godu stepped forward, "The Oreo."
Shenlong looked puzzled at this comment, "What is this . . . Oreo?"
"It is a cookie Great Shenlong," Hegeta said boldly.
"A cookie?"
"Well, to be more precise, it's only half a cookie," Godu interrupted. "The frosted half."
"Half a cookie?"
"Yes, mighty Shenlong," Hegeta said, his chest swelling.
"You two mortals traveled far and wide, gathered all seven Dragon Balls and summoned me here to resurrect half a cookie," Shenlong voice had grown dangerously quiet.
"That's right, we need it to regain the relevance of our mighty battle," Godu stated, trying to puff his chest out even further.
The Great Shenlong paused for a moment in thought.
"No," he stated flatly, "I absolutely will not use my cosmic powers to resurrect half a cookie. What ever happened to the meaningful wishes like, Shenlong, please return to life all the people we killed whilst fighting over said Cookie!"
"Half a cookie," Godu corrected.
"That's even worse." The Dragon snapped irritably, "you don't even want a whole cookie just half of one!"
"The frosted half," Hegeta reminded Shenlong.
"Enough of this farce," Shenlong roared, "Your children are acting more grown up then you are."
"Really?" Hegeta asked, "What are they doing that's so mature?"
Four sets of eyes turned to the lone bush that was shaking on the rocky hillside. Mighty Shenlong who commanded the heights had the best view, as he focused on the two youngsters.
"Fusion - Ha!" the two groaned in unison.
"Oh My Eyes!" The Mighty Shenlong shouted shuddering. "My immortal dragon eyes! May I live to see a thousand years and never see such a sight again!"
With a last howl of pain and rage, the dragon dispersed the dragon balls to the seven corners of the earth and vanished. The trio approached the bush and Wufalo peered over the top first. The sight that presented itself caused twin fountains of blood to erupt from his nose as he keeled over backwards and collapsed. The fathers shrugged and peered over themselves.
"Oh how cute," Godu smiled, "They are practicing the Fusion Technique. Do you think we should tell them that way doesn't work?"
"Na, Let them enjoy themselves," Hegeta nodded, "they're just boys after all."
"Let's leave them be," Godu said reaching his hand inside his tunic.
"Yes lets let them play in private," Hegeta agreed, then frowned as he noticed Godu untwisting something. "What is that?"
Godu smiled, "This? It's another Oreo. They come in packs you know."
Hegeta face reddened, "You had another cookie the whole time?"
"About half a pack actually," Godu shrugged munching away contentedly on his cookie.
"Why did you never mention this before?"
"You never asked?" Godu shrugged. "Besides I like fighting, it's my hobby."
"I am going to kill you Godu!" Hegeta growled, "Just you wait, when I get my hands around your scrawny little . . . "
Stay tuned Next time when Trowa says, "Go all the way Heero, I know you can do it!"