"So what's that looong story?" Chi-chi asked with her hands on her hips.

Vegeta gave the ten year-olds an evil smirk. "Yes boys, I think we ought to know."

The two looked at each other.

"Well, we wanted to pull a prank last night."

The blue-haired genius rolled her also blue eyes.

"Tell us something we don't know."

Goten gulped as his eyes widened considerably.

"There was a lady there who was saying all sorts of funny things and she had big hair and the water started to bubble around her and she had big hair and when she looked at us her eyes were all red and she had lotsa lotsa big hair and she said that we should tell Trunks' dad it's time to die and she had big hair and we got scared and ran away but she had big hair and the wind swept us up and then we got very sleepy and when we woke up we saw the wind take you too and now we told you how she had big hair, lots of big, big hair and everything."

The other child raised an eyebrow at his friend. "Uhh..."

"Did I mention she had big hair?"

Then suddenly it was dark. (As if the world had had enough of Goten's 'big hair' speech.) It was darker than the eyes of our beloved saiyans, darker than space, darker than chaos itself. It was blackness.

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They all fell towards the ground suddenly.

"Uh!"

*Thud! *

"Ouch!"

"Uph!"

"Well, that wasn't exactly a smooth landing." Gohan rubbed his sore behind.

"Guys, I don't think we are on Earth anymore."

"Goku's right, this is defiantly not earth, the gravity is too heavy." Piccolo's gruff voice came from behind.

Bulma had been caught by her prince who somehow managed to land on his feet.

"Vegeta honey, you can put me down now."

"I'm sorry lady, but I do not think we have met before."

They all looked at Vegeta. Or, at least whom they thought was Vegeta.

But know that they looked at him...

He wore gray fabric pants, with a richly decorated purple spandex long- sleeves. A brown cape reaching down to his ankles gently blew in the wind. He held a handsomely carved staff in his left hand and they noticed he only had a leather glove on his right. He was also a half a head taller than our prince.

"Ummm, hello? I'm right here!"

Vegeta's voice came from the back. They all whirled around.

"But, but..if that's my husband there, then who are you?"

The stranger smiled. (Proving he really isn't the prince.)

"He's Vegeta, who else?"

Another woman on the side, who has saved Chi-Chi, said snob fully.

The other Vegeta rolled his eyes.

"Mira, be nice."

" *Snort* "

"Please excuse my sister's behavior. Here."

He took out a blue bracelet from his shoulder bag and gave it to the confused genius.

Bulma cautiously took it.

He took out another one and threw it to Chi-Chi.

"Put it on. Normally, you two would be crushed by the gravity of our planet if my sisters or I weren't holding you. But these wristlets will protect you."

The two earthling women slipped them on and the two strangers carefully put them down as if they were made out of glass.

They stepped back to their friends.

"That's very kind of you. But who are you?"

"I am Vegeta Rexon, disciple of-"

"Yeah, yeah we all know." The girl with black hair down to her waist waved. "Yadi yadi yadda."

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!"

A humongous scream came from the back. They all turned around, only to find Vegeta (ours) gaping at R. Vegeta.

"What is it?"

"Di-did he say he-he was Ve-Vegeta Re-Rexon?"

"Umm, yeah. Why?"

"Ve-Vegeta Re-Rexon lived a mi-million years ago."

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