"Isn't this great, Dabura?" shouted Babidi, as the wind forced his tiny
hairs flat against his head. "Flying through space at super speeds, with our
heads out the window!"
"Shouldn't our heads be decompressing in the vacuum? And how are we managing to breathe without the oxygen? And there isn't any wind in space to blow your hairs back like that."
"Don't question it or bad things might happen. Look! It's a supernova! So pretty!"
"So," said Dabura, turning his attention to the two pilots nervously sitting at the controls of Babidi's spaceship. "Where are we going?"
"To the planet Pui," said Babidi. "There lives a dread space bandit who has been preying on passing ships. I will control him, and he will join our cause!"
Babidi hopped down from the window seat and trotted towards the pilots. The bridge of his spaceship was a wide, circular room, with the controls comfortably forced up against one of the curving edges. In the centre of the room, both on floor and ceiling, was a round hatch that allowed teleportation from one floor to another.
"Can't we go any faster?"
"Sorry, Lord Babidi," said the pilot. "We're going at Warp 9 now. I don't think we can go any faster."
"Have you ever tried?"
"Well," said the co-pilot. "We could try, but I'm pretty sure the result would be the ship exploding and killing us all. That would slow us down for AT LEAST a month."
"Come with me, Dabura. I'd like to show you something." Babidi led the demon king towards the hatches, and the metallic iris of the lower one slowly grated open. Hovering, Babidi stepped off the floor and descended through the levels of the spaceship, Dabura beside him.
Finally their feet met the metallic ground beneath them. The lighting on the final floor was shady and indistinct, but there was enough illumination to see the huge, bulbous cocoon mounted against the wall. It throbbed quietly.
"Can I touch it?" said Dabura, prodding it. "It's all slimy."
"Don't do that! If you wake up Majin Buu now, he won't have any of his power. We have to steal the energy from the living and give them to the Cocoon, so that Majin Buu will be revived just as powerful as he was when he served my father Bibidi!"
"What does this Majin look like?" Dabura began to circle the cocoon, peering at it. It had a mottled green skin with an unhealthy shine. Babidi tugged on his chin tendril as he considered his answer.
"Well, I've never seen Buu," said the little wizard. "But I'm guessing he's about ten feet tall, has giant wings, can breathe fire, has a row of serrated fangs and is able to crush rocks on his head and stop a waterfall with a blast."
"Cool," said Dabura. "Not as cool as me, but still cool. It'd be cooler if he was big, fat and playful, though."
"Not likely! My father would never have such a lame Majin." Babidi glanced upwards. "We've stopped! We must be at Planet Pui!"
"Shouldn't our heads be decompressing in the vacuum? And how are we managing to breathe without the oxygen? And there isn't any wind in space to blow your hairs back like that."
"Don't question it or bad things might happen. Look! It's a supernova! So pretty!"
"So," said Dabura, turning his attention to the two pilots nervously sitting at the controls of Babidi's spaceship. "Where are we going?"
"To the planet Pui," said Babidi. "There lives a dread space bandit who has been preying on passing ships. I will control him, and he will join our cause!"
Babidi hopped down from the window seat and trotted towards the pilots. The bridge of his spaceship was a wide, circular room, with the controls comfortably forced up against one of the curving edges. In the centre of the room, both on floor and ceiling, was a round hatch that allowed teleportation from one floor to another.
"Can't we go any faster?"
"Sorry, Lord Babidi," said the pilot. "We're going at Warp 9 now. I don't think we can go any faster."
"Have you ever tried?"
"Well," said the co-pilot. "We could try, but I'm pretty sure the result would be the ship exploding and killing us all. That would slow us down for AT LEAST a month."
"Come with me, Dabura. I'd like to show you something." Babidi led the demon king towards the hatches, and the metallic iris of the lower one slowly grated open. Hovering, Babidi stepped off the floor and descended through the levels of the spaceship, Dabura beside him.
Finally their feet met the metallic ground beneath them. The lighting on the final floor was shady and indistinct, but there was enough illumination to see the huge, bulbous cocoon mounted against the wall. It throbbed quietly.
"Can I touch it?" said Dabura, prodding it. "It's all slimy."
"Don't do that! If you wake up Majin Buu now, he won't have any of his power. We have to steal the energy from the living and give them to the Cocoon, so that Majin Buu will be revived just as powerful as he was when he served my father Bibidi!"
"What does this Majin look like?" Dabura began to circle the cocoon, peering at it. It had a mottled green skin with an unhealthy shine. Babidi tugged on his chin tendril as he considered his answer.
"Well, I've never seen Buu," said the little wizard. "But I'm guessing he's about ten feet tall, has giant wings, can breathe fire, has a row of serrated fangs and is able to crush rocks on his head and stop a waterfall with a blast."
"Cool," said Dabura. "Not as cool as me, but still cool. It'd be cooler if he was big, fat and playful, though."
"Not likely! My father would never have such a lame Majin." Babidi glanced upwards. "We've stopped! We must be at Planet Pui!"