Summary: A mysterious stranger takes Edward Elric and deposits him in the DBZ world.

it walks alone: Hey! It's me again.

BritKit: Obviously.

IWA: Be quiet, you. Anywho, this is a side story on my fanfic Alchemy and Saiyans.

BK: It's not part of the actual storyline. It's the 50 Review Special!

IWA: So yes, as you have probably figured out by now, I have received 50 reviews! (does happy dance)

BK: (watches IWA) ...Moving on. This is an absolutely hilarious story that occurs at Capsule Corp in the morning.

IWA: (stops doing happy dance) Ergo, Edo-kun is dead to the world.

BK: (sweatdrops) Ergo? Uhh... Translation, please?

IWA: Oh, sorry. It means therefore.

BK: Is that actually English?

IWA: Believe it or not, yes.

BK: o.o Wow...

IWA: Yes, I actually pay attention in English class.

BK: o.O

IWA: What's that look for?

BK: You... PAY ATTENTION. That's, like, treason, or something!

IWA: O.o What?

BK: O.O Nevermind.

IWA: ...Riiight. Moving on... (nudges BritKit)

BK: Oh right! Neither of us owns DBZ or FMA.

IWA: Somebody tell me if they're selling Edo-kun.

BK: (ignores IWA) And this story has no plot.

IWA: Well, almost. You wrote a plot sheet for it, so it has to have SOME.

BK: ...I hate you.

IWA: (snickers)

BK: Shut up!

IWA: (keeps snickering) Why should I?

BK: Because I am your muse and beta and—

IWA: Well, I'm kind of my own beta...

BK: SHUT UP! And I can stop writing your plots!

IWA: O.O Shutting up.

BK: ...You've been watching A Bug's Life again, haven't you?

IWA: ...Reviews!

Vyrexuviel: Should I call the cruelty to animals people...?

WildfireDreams: I know, isn't it?

Sasha Rin: Well, my muse writes the plot...

BK: Thank me!

IWA: Just ignore her...

BK: I HEARD THAT!

IWA: Of course you did.

Suuki-Aldrea: Oh. Well, I seem to have many personalities, but the only online one is almost always hyper...

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A/N: Since my muse hasn't written me my next disclaimer, you get this instead. Well, I did get 50 reviews, but I was planning to post the next chapter before this so I wouldn't have to split the Fish arc in two. Oh well. And before you ask, I wrote this disclaimer, and the feedback I've gotten on it is that it's not quite as funny or insane as the others that BritKit wrote, but if that's the truth, DEAL WITH IT. It's not changing.

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BK: Whoopde freakin' wee-hah.

IWA: Hey! That's my line!

"Speaking" Thoughts (Me to you) "Telephone or other such communication device"

ON TO THE STORY...

The Time: Eh... Morning.

The Place: Capsule Corp. Obviously.

What's Happening: The Brats. Enough said.

One early morning in Capsule Corporation in West City, DBZ world, Trunks and Goten, collectively known as the Brats (or more formally the Demon Brats, but Brats is shorter and easier to scream at the top of your lungs), could be seen (provided one was in the area and looking in the correct direction, of course) sneaking into Vegeta's room. (Bulma had gotten up already to start breakfast.)

Five minutes later, they could be seen (again, provided one was watching) sneaking back out. The two tiptoed down the hall. As soon as they turned the corner, they took off, literally. They flew until they had reached the outside door.

Trunks snickered. "5... 4..."

"Trunks, why are you counting?" Goten asked cluelessly.

Trunks glared at him. "... 3... 2... 1..."

"BRAAAAAAATS!"

"RUN!"

The two chibis bolted out the doors, Vegeta following soon after.

"GET BACK HERE!"

The three of them started flying in circles around the outside of Capsule Corp's maze of a residential wing.

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Videl was in the Capsule Corp store buying capsules (Obviously!) for her father. She finished, paid, and left, putting her money away (and not watching where she was going). Once she got outside, however, she ran into what felt like a brick wall.

"Ouch!" she yelped, falling back and landing on her butt.

"Huh? Oh! Sorry, Videl, I didn't see you there," Gohan said, bending down to help her up. "Why are you here?"

Videl glared at him, holding her forehead (which was what had run into him). "I could ask you the same question. I was buying some capsules for my dad. And you?"

Gohan shrugged. "Well, I was going to pick up Goten from Capsule." He grimaced. "I hope he hasn't pranked anyone..." (Hah! You wish! He wouldn't be a Brat if he didn't prank anyone!)

Videl stared at him. "Goten? As in your little brother? WHY WOULD HE BE AT CAPSULE CORP!"

Gohan winced. "Not so loud, please? Anyway, Bulma's a family friend and—"

"FAMILY FRIEND!"

Gohan winced again. "Look, how about we go somewhere a little more private? People are starting to stare."

Videl looked around. Sure enough, people were staring at them. "Y-yeah. Let's do that. Where?"

Gohan glanced around. "Uhh... How about behind the store?"

Videl nodded and followed him around to the back of the store.

"Now, what's this about THE Bulma Briefs being a family friend of yours?" she demanded, leveling her best glare on him. Gohan cringed slightly.

"Well, she knew my dad when they were growing up... I don't really know much else," he said, shrugging.

Videl continued to glare at him.

"I'm serious!"

"Okay. Enough about that. You know your way around Capsule Corp, don't you? Do you think you could give me a tour, or something?"

Gohan gulped. "Uhh..."

"C'mon, Gohan."

Gohan sighed. "Fine. But I'm warning you right now, we may encounter some very odd things."

"Such as?"

"Flying chibis and Bulma with a Frying Pan."

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So, Gohan and Videl were walking (Ooo, romance!) to the Capsule Corp residential wing so Gohan could ask Bulma if it was okay to give Videl a tour when he sensed it. Or rather, them.

He froze. "Uhh... Videl?"

"Yeah?" she asked, turning to look at him.

"Get against the wall. Please."

Videl stared at him. "Wha...? Why?"

"Please, just do it. You'll find out why in a minute, when the reasons show up."

Videl was still staring at him as if he was some sort of crazy, but she obeyed. (Good thing she did, too.)

Almost as soon as she did so, two figures literally flew around the corner of the building. And both were headed right for Gohan.

Gohan raised his hands.

/Whamwham/

Gohan jerked back. In his hands were Trunks' and Goten's heads.

"Okay, Brats. What'd you do this time?"

"Well,weprankedVegeta—"

"—Andnowhe'smadatus—"

"—Andfollowingus—"

"—Andhe'sgonnakillus!" the two chibis in Gohan's hands wailed at hyperspeed.

Gohan rolled his eyes. "And why am I not surprised?"

Videl gaped. "You can understand them?"

"One of them's my little brother. I'm used to it."

"Oh." She gulped.

Then Vegeta rocketed around the corner, managed to spot Gohan and the Brats, and screeched to a halt before he could hit said demi-Saiyans.

"So, Vegeta, what'd th—" Gohan cut himself off, noticing Vegeta's appearance.

Gohan stared.

Then he started snickering.

Finally, he couldn't hold it anymore, and burst out laughing.

Vegeta growled. "Kakkabrat... Shut. Up!"

The reason Gohan was laughing like a maniac: Vegeta's hair.

It had been dyed.

And it wasn't just any color.

It was BUBBLEGUM PINK.

(IWA: (falls over laughing) BK: (glare) IWA: (continues laughing) BK: (CONTINUE THE STORY ALREADY!) IWA: O.O Meep. Yes ma'am.)

Vegeta Death-Glared™ at Gohan.

Gohan, however, couldn't stop laughing.

Vegeta's Death-Glare™ upgraded to the Glare-Of-Imminent-Doom-Or-Perhaps-Intense-Pain-Which-Would-Be-Worse™. (IWA: I made it up!)

Gohan shut up.

The two chibis looked up at the eldest demi-Saiyan, took in his pale face, and gulped.

Gohan found his voice. "Ohcrap..."

There was a moment of silence.

"RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!"

Gohan and the two chibis turned and bolted, nearly knocking Videl over in their haste to remove themselves from Vegeta's general vicinity.

Vegeta did knock her over when he took off after them, yelling, "GET BACK HERE, YOU -censored-!"

Soon, the four of them were circling Capsule Corp. Again, for three of them.

After they had done a few circuits around the residential wing, Bulma walked out the door and noticed Videl.

"Hello, and what are you doing here?" the blue-haired genius asked.

Videl turned, unable to get her voicebox to produce any sounds that could with any stretch of the imagination be called words, and pointed, just as the four Saiyans blew past yet again.

Bulma nodded in understanding. "Oh. I was wondering why no one showed up for breakfast."

Videl finally found her voice again. "Stop them! Please!" she begged.

"Sure." Shrugging, Bulma walked to where Gohan had been standing and took out four Frying Pans. Three she held in her left hand, one in her right.

"Brace yourself," she advised Videl as the four blurs jetted aroung the corner yet again.

/Whamwham Wham/

/CLANG/

/thudthudthudthud/

Vegeta rubbed his now-incredibly-sore head. "Goddammit you -censo— -"

/CLANG/

"Now," Bulma said calmly, as if she hadn't just whacked her husband on the head with a Frying Pan. Twice. "We are going to sit down and discuss this like civilized human beings. Er... Saiyans."

Vegeta growled. "To hell with—"

/CLANG/

Needless to say, Videl was frightened out of her wits.

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Five minutes later, Vegeta, Trunks, Goten, and Gohan were tied (with Saiyanproof ropes) to chairs (also Saiyanproof, of course) inside.

"So," Bulma said, sitting down, "let's discuss this. What, exactly, happened?"

Vegeta glared at the Brats. "They dyed my hair, dammit!"

"Watch it, mister."

Vegeta subsided, growling.

Bulma turned to the Brats. "So, you pranked Vegeta. I gotta say, that was a good one."

"Onna..." Vegeta growled menacingly.

/Clang/

"But that doesn't mean I'm not gonna punish you two. At least Trunks. You, young man, will be stuck with Vegeta in the GR until he's back to normal."

Trunks gulped.

"And you're on half-rations."

Said chibi's eyes bugged out. He gaped, but wisely said nothing.

"You," she said, turning to Goten, "I'm going to turn over directly to Chi-Chi."

Goten nodded, sullen.

She turned to Vegeta. "And you, buster, are sleeping on the couch for a week."

Vegeta 'hmph-ed' and turned away.

"Now, Gohan, what was your part in all this?"

"Well, I was going to ask you if I could give Videl a tour—she asked me (well, blackmailed me, really)—when I sensed the Brats headed around the corner. So I got Videl out of the way, caught the two little demons, and asked what was going on. All I got was Bratbabble. Then Vegeta showed up chasing them, and I accidentally laughed at him, so he started chasing me as well."

Bulma blinked. "Really?" she asked, turning to Videl, who nodded affirmation.

"Well, then, you get one Frying Pan on the head for laughing at Veggie!" Bulma concluded happily.

/Clang/

Gohan grimaced, but didn't complain. He knew it could have been worse. Much worse.

The Brats had the 'worse'.

And Vegeta's hair was still PINK.

Poor Trunks.

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IWA: (cackles madly like a deranged idiot)

BK: (whacks IWA) Come on, it's not that funny.

IWA: (still laughing) Yes it is!

BK: o.o ... You're hyper again, aren't you?

IWA: (suddenly very serious) ... (blinks at BK, wide-eyed) You just noticed?

BK: (glare) No. I just decided to mention it for the first time.

IWA: (relieved) Good. I'd be scared if you hadn't noticed.

BK: (glares some more) Gods, you're hyper...

IWA: (suddenly very chipper) And proud of it!

BK: (rolls eyes) Anyway...

BK & IWA: Review!