"What is this place?!" Frieza demanded, looking round. They were in another room, this one was already well-lit by flame candles on the walls, which continued down the two corridors that had been created by someone.
"Are we still in the mountain…?" Mizu was also looking around at the place.
"I don't sense Goten." Trunks said to Goku.
"Me neither…"
"But we should look here anyway, Goten and Lavender might be unconscious or something –"
"I don't think Lavender's unconscious." Frieza interrupted his wife. Mizu looked at him.
"What makes you say that?"
"If she was unconscious, then obviously she'd be in danger." Frieza said. "But I don't think she's in trouble right now."
"Well… we'd better make sure anyway. We've come this far so we might as well, right?" Goku suggested.
"Alright." Trunks said.
"… Fine, but I doubt we'll find anything." Frieza replied.
"Okay, let's go left first." Goku started to make his way down the corridor on the left hand side of the room, followed by the others.
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"Hey, Vegeta…" Lavender said as she climbed to her feet. She looked around the room that had clearly been struck by Comaga. "Look at this…"
"Why is it so bright?" Vegeta demanded as he stood up.
"The spell." Lavender answered.
"You think your daughter was here?"
"Yeah." Lavender nodded. She looked around. "But I don't know where she went to…"
"There's nowhere TO go to!" Vegeta said angrily. "I told you coming here was a waste of time! This room is completely empty –"
"Ah, stop complaining, Vege – …" Lavender turned round to see an empty space where Vegeta was. She blinked. "Vegeta?" she looked around. "Vegeta? Hey, where the heck did you – AII!" with a yelp, she too disappeared into the ground.
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"This corridor's so long, just where about in the mountains are we?" Mizu asked.
"No idea, but the corridor can't go on forever." Goku replied.
"Hey, what's that?!" Trunks pointed at something in the distance.
"Someone stuck to the wall?" Frieza mumbled.
"Goten!" Goku exclaimed. "It's him!" all four of them began to run towards him.
They found themselves in a room, and Goten was stuck unconscious to the back wall with…
"What… IS that?" Trunks stared at the pink goo that held Goten in place.
"Ugh! That's disgusting!" Frieza gagged.
"Now that brings back terrible Buu memories…" Goku thought to himself as he stared at the stuff.
"Is he alright?" Mizu said.
"Goten?" Goku flew up and shook him. "Goten! Wake up!" he tried to pull the pink stuff off his son, but it wouldn't move. "Argh! It won't budge! Trunks, help me out here."
Trunks obediently flew up and tried to pull Goten free.
"Geez, what is this stuff?!"
"'That stuff' would be something my father taught me, thank you very much."
"Huh?!" Frieza, Mizu, Goku and Trunks turned around to see Tomakoto standing there, blocking the corridor.
"Who are you?!" Frieza demanded.
"Tomakoto." Tomakoto told him. He chuckled. "Alright so I lied about my father teaching me to make that web, but it is thanks to his royal blood that I'm capable of doing it." He narrowed his eyes at his four guests. "I'm sure you're all very familiar with my father."
"Let me guess, Mokoto?!" Goku snapped.
"Bingo."
"What have you done to my son?! Get this stuff off him!" Goku ordered.
"I don't see any reason why I should." Tomakoto replied. "Not until the rest of your friends get here, anyway."
"The rest of them?"
"My father!" Trunks gasped. "You've seen him?!"
"No." Tomakoto shook his head, and smirked. "But I just can't WAIT to meet him."
"Yeah, I'll bet you can't…"
"Well anyway, while we wait," Tomakoto began, and gave a mocking and somewhat polite smirk. "Would anyone like a drink?"
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"Saiyamo, we've been looking for hours…" Bra complained. "We still haven't found anybody." She looked at Saiyamo. "Maybe we should just go home."
"Well… I'd love to… hehe…" Saiyamo sweatdropped a little.
"Huh?!" Bra looked at her. "What's the matter?!"
"I… don't know the way home."
"HUH?!"
"Well I've been too busy looking for someone to keep track of where we're going!" Saiyamo protested.
"You mean we're LOST?!" Bra sat down. "But I don't wanna be lost!" she started to cry.
"Bra, we're not lost. I can get us back home again." Saiyamo smiled.
"Oh yeah? How?!"
"Ummmmm…"
"See!" Bra yelled. "You don't know how to get back!"
"I can find a way, I'm psychic!" Saiyamo beamed.
"Huh?" Bra looked at her. "You are?" "Well… only a little. My grandma was psychic, so my mommy's psychic… and I'm a little psychic – I still need a lot of training though."
"Can you find us a way home?!" Bra jumped to her feet excitedly.
"Well, I could try to contact my mommy." Saiyamo said.
"Okay so do it!"
"Okay." Saiyamo smiled. "Hold on a second." She closed her eyes, and concentrated. Bra watched her.
"Saiyamo, have you found her?"
"Found who?"
"Huh?!" both girls gasped and looked up to see a strange-looking man staring down at them and wearing a cruel smile.
"Hey kids… any of you heard of Mokoto?"
"Wh – Who are you…?" Bra demanded.
"Me?" the man asked. He smirked. "I'm his son."
"Who's son?" Saiyamo had never heard of Mokoto.
"Ha." The man said. "You'll find out." He grabbed them both by the arm. "Come with me."