And so the greatest Fan fiction in the universe was suddenly interrupted when the Ox King stormed into my room and beat me up. He sat down in the ridiculously small chair and started typing.

"All right guys and gals. It's time you started giving me some credit. Sure I blumber around and don't really do anything during this series, but hey! My wife gave birth to Chichi, and I had to raise the little hell demon! Now without Chichi, Gohan and Goten would never have been born, and Cell would rule the universe. Or Majin Buu, Either one.

"Now I demand respect from you guy's. Because without me, you would have to write endless stories about all these people being dead. Now, as your king, I demand a palace, food, a parade held in my honor, food, several dancing girls, food, and a big screen TV.

"What the... I JUST LOOKED UP MY NAME AND FOUND THREE STORIES ABOUT ME!!!!!!!!!!!! THAT IS MY NEXT DEMAND!!! WRITE STORIES ABOUT YOUR KING!!!! Three, humph! I bet Goku has like two million and Vegeta must have billions by now, but I only get three!

"Ya know, I'm tired of always being pushed around. I have to deal with Chichi all the time! That agonizing woman is so hard to put up with, and then all these other people come in and order me around as well! Well that does it! I'm never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever going back on the show. FUNamation and all those other people can do what they want! I'm never going back!"

For the first five seconds, everyone is silent, and then, the entire world breaks out in cheers and clapping. Instantly, a replacement was brought on for him and DBZ ratings climbed sky high.