Meleeman777: Well, one of you has to do it. You promised.

Goku: I will! (reads from card) Meleeman777 doesn't own Drag… (Vegeta steals the card) Hey!

Vegeta: Who said you get to read the disclaimer, Kakarot.

Goku: Meleeman777 said I could!

Meleeman777: Well, actually I said that one of you…(is cut off by the two fighting)

Vegeta: Fine, we'll settle this.

Goku: Rock, paper, scissors?

Vegeta: Bring it on, Kakarot.

Goku: You're on!

(Start chanting and throwing out their hands)

Meleeman777: Guys? Hey, guys! You need to do the disclaimer! (mumbled) You're acting more childish than your own kids! Fine! I know what to do. (whips out a cell phone and makes a call)

(Trunks and Goten fly in. Goku and Vegeta don't notice as they are still playing rock, paper, scissors, best 11 out of 20).

Meleeman777: That was fast.

Trunks: Yeah, yeah. What did you call us for? We were in the middle of a video game.

Meleeman777: I need you to do the disclaimer for the fic.

Goten: Cool!

Trunks: Sure, as long as you don't give Goten more than two words to remember. When we fought Buu in the Time Chamber all he could remember was "Majin Buu."

Goten: That's not fair! I could remember most of what you told me!

Trunks: No, you couldn't.

Goten: Yes, I could.

Trunks: Couldn't.

Goten: Could.

Meleeman777: (getting impatient) Enough! Just say the disclaimer.

Trunks: Fine! You don't have to yell.

Trunks: Meleeman777 doesn't own Dragonball Z

Goten: or any of its characters!

Meleeman777: Good job. (Rope appears from nowhere) Here, pull this rope and you'll get your "payment" for helping me out.

Trunks: (raises an eyebrow) What are you going to do?

Meleeman777: Why don't you pull it and find out? Don't worry, nothing will happen to you.

Trunks: Ok. Ready Goten?

Goten: Yep!

(Pulls rope and anvil falls on Goku and Vegeta, who got sick of rock, paper, scissors and were now arm wrestling.)

Trunks and Goten: Awesome!

Goten: Let's do it again!

Vegeta: (Dodges easily, as he has already been hit with multiple anvils) What the? Trunks!

Goku: Mommy, can I have some more pie? (passes out)

Vegeta: You two are dead!

Both Boys: Uh-Oh. Run!

(Vegeta chases the boys in circles, while Meleeman777 gets a lawn chair and lemonade and watches.)

"The Adventures of The Great Saiyaman and Royal Monkey Boy!" was a big hit. People seemed to agree with Goku and were fanatics about cheese…um, maybe just liked hokey skit shows with superheroes in dorky costumes. Twelve more shows were ordered by the network, who decided to try out the show in front of a live audience. Better yet, Gohan got tickets for his family and friends, minus Goten and Trunks, who were being babysat by Bulma's parents.

"This is great!" Goku exclaimed. "We get to see the Great Saiyaman live!"

Chi-Chi and Bulma smacked their foreheads simultaneously.

"Just sit down and wait for the show to start," Chi-Chi said.

"Okay," Goku said, seeing a hot dog vendor. "Ooh! Ooh! Over here!"

"I don't think he can see me, Chi-Chi." He told his wife, who was busy talking to Bulma and shooed him away. "I'll just have to take matters into my own hands."

With that, Goku jumped out of his seat and ran after the defenseless vendor. When he got to him, he tackled him.

"Ah! Let go of me!" the man cried.

"Not until you relinquish the meaty goodness!" Goku said. "Now, I would like 368 frankfurters- with extra ketchup, mustard and relish!"

"Um, sir. I don't think I have that many hot dogs." The man said, sweatdropping.

Then, without any reason or logic, Richard Simmons appeared with sage advice.

"It's a good thing too! If you ate all of those hot dogs, you'd get fat!" he said.

Both Goku and the vendor sweatdropped this time.

"Who are you?" Goku asked. "I eat that many hot dogs for lunch everyday. And I train for hours, too. Do I look fat?"

"I see your point." Richard said. "But if you ate a balanced diet and …"

Ten Minutes later…

"Hey, Chi-Chi. I met this guy when I went to tackle…er, I mean, nicely buy a hot dog from the vendor. Can he sit with us?" Goku said.

"Sure," Chi-Chi said. "I don't think Bulma would mind."

"Thank you so much." Richard said. "Oh, I love this show- especially the costumes!"

"Yeah, they're great…" Goku said. "Ooh! It's starting!"

Meanwhile in the trunk of Bulma's capsule car…

"Okay, Goten it's time for the commencement of operation 'Sneak Onto the Show and Get on T.V.' " Trunks said with a devilish smirk across his face.

"Ummm… Trunks that is a horrible operation name." Goten said, scrunching up his nose.

"Shut up Goten, I couldn't think of anything else on such short notice." Trunks said, crossing his arms.

"Okay…" Goten said. "What do we do next?"

"Just follow me and let the fun begin," Trunks said, rubbing his hands together and making a victory sign.

From outside several punches could be heard inside the trunk.

"This isn't working!" Goten said.

"Oh well…I guess we'll just have to blast this place open." Trunks said.

"Alright! Kame … hame … ha!" Goten said.

A blast was seen burst through the trunk of the car, lighting up the sky…and leaving a large hole.

"Well, that works." Trunks said, putting out a small flame in his hair.

Soon, Trunks and Goten ran into the studio, after sneaking past a couple of security guards. Eventually they found the actors' dressing rooms and Trunks got an idea. He scanned every dressing room door until he found the villain's dressing room. They snuck in and waited for the poor helpless victim…er, actor.

"Ready, Goten?" Trunks asked.

"Let's do it!" Goten answered.

"What the…" yelled the guy, as he was pummeled by Goten. Trunks stole his costume and examined it. It consisted of a similar suit to Dr. Cueball, only the pinstripes were light blue and green and he had a fifties-style hat with an Ace of Spades card in the brim. He figured they could wear it, with one of them on the top and one on the bottom. The only problem was:

"Hey, how come you always get the top?" Goten whined.

"Because I'm smarter- you couldn't even remember that chant I made up for fighting Majin Buu," Trunks said. "I doubt you could remember all of these lines."

"Yeah, I could." Goten protested.

"Well, what does 'Pokerman' say first." Trunks asked.

"Umm…What's up, Doc?" Goten guessed.

"Bugs says that! This guys says, 'Ha ha, with this giant magnet I will steal all the exercise equipment in the world and no one will ever be able to exercise again!' " Trunks stated, very satisfied with himself. "Man, who writes this junk."

"I think Gohan does." Goten said. "I saw him writing a script once."

"I should have known." Trunks said.

A knock came at the door.

"Hey, George." Gohan yelled through the door. "We're on in ten minutes."

"Uh, thanks. I'll be ready then." Trunks said, in the lowest voice he could manage.

"You got a cold or something?" Gohan asked, starting to open the door.

Goten scrambled to grab the guy's hand and prop him as best he could, with Trunks' help.

"No, no. I'm fine. See you out there." Trunks said, while Goten made a waving motion with the guy's hand.

"Okay…" Gohan said. "See you in a few."

When Gohan left, both boys breathed a sigh of relief.

"Man, that was close." Trunks said. "Let's put on the costume and get out of here."

"This costume is really lame, Trunks." Goten said.

"If you think this is lame, you should see what they're making my dad wear." Trunks replied.

"But wait a second, Trunks. We don't even know the lines this guy's supposed to say." Goten said.

"Who cares, we'll just ad-lib." Trunks said.

"Hey, does that mean I can be on the top part of the costume?" Goten asked.

"No, I just said all that so I could be on the top." Trunks said, sticking out his tongue. "Besides I'm still smarter."

"Says who?" Goten said, returning the gesture.

"Look, let's just put on the costume. If we take any longer they'll get suspicious." Trunks said. "You can be on the top part the next time we do an operation."

"Okay," Goten said. "But you have to promise."

"Deal." Trunks said, spitting on his hand and offering it to his friend.

"Alright!" Goten said, spitting on Trunks' hand.

"Okay, that works, too." Trunks said, wiping off his hand in disgust.

Meleeman777: That's it for this chapter! Tune in later to see what hijinks Goten and Trunks have in store for everyone. More Richard Simmons, I promise. (Reader backs away) No, it'll be good! I swear!

Vegeta: Ha ha! You lost your reader!

Meleeman777: Don't you ever learn?

Vegeta braces himself for the anvil to fall, but a hole appears underneath him instead.

Vegeta: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh!

Goku: Where's Vegeta going to end up?

Meleeman777: Where all holes go! China!

Goku: What about the holes in China?

Meleeman777: (Vein in forehead pulses) You want to join him?

Goku: No, sir!

Meleeman777: That's what I thought.