Dragon Ball Z: Dynasty

Authors: Feraligreater328 and StevenBodner

Edited by: StevenBodner and SparkerLightning

A/N: This Chapter actually takes place around the time Chapter 140 does, so this is a bit after the ending of 139. I just didn't want to miss Halloween, so I'm posting this a bit early. :)

Chapter 139.5: Halloween

West City, Halloween Night...

*ding dong*

The door cracked open in one of the neighborhood houses of West City and Trunks, Bulla, and Marron all called out. "TRICK-OR-TREAT!"

Standing just off behind them, Ranch's voice droned out monotonously. "Trick-or-whatever..."

The old man who answered the door chuckled warmly, reaching into his bowl of sugary delights and tossing a small handful to each waiting face.

"Some for the elf!" a few pieces into Trunks' bucket. Trunks grumbled. "I'm Link! Link!"

"Some for the princess!" a few pieces into Bulla's bucket. Bulla winked. "Princess Zelda~"

"Some for the cute little chickadee!" a few pieces flew into Marron's sack. She chirped gratefully.

"And some for our spooky ghost!" a few pieces flew into Ranch's lazily extended bag. "Thanks, I guess…"

The old man wished the kids a Happy Halloween, and then his door closed. The four of them walked back down the cobblestone walkway and met their chaperones for this evening's excursion out on the sidewalk. Bulma bent down and looked into her kids' bags. "What all didja get? Anything good?"

Vegeta kicked his wife in the butt, nearly making her topple over. "Quit eyeing up our children's haul, woman!"

Bulma shot him a sour look. "Don't tell me what to do! What did we have kids for if not for me to get to enjoy a good, old-fashioned trick-or-treat tariff?!"

Vegeta turned his head away and mumbled to himself. "The first time you were drunk, the second time you were lusty…"

Bulma snapped. "What was that, Count Forehead?!"

Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Nothing. Nothing. And you don't get to comment on my costume, Slut-pire, at least I dressed like we were going out with the kids… rather than to some seedy night club!"

Vegeta was dressed from head-to-toe in regal vestments: he was wearing black trousers, a white frilled shirt with a blood red waistcoat, a broach around his throat that looked like a demonic eye, a flowing black cape, ear points, and a pair of prosthetic fangs over his incisors.

Bulma, meanwhile, was dressed in a tight-fitting, blood-red corset, a black miniskirt, thigh high boots, a cape, and a pentagram broach. She sneered, baring her own prosthetic fangs. "I'm a sexy vampire, thank you very much!"

She walked up to Vegeta, fists planted into her hips. Then she leaned forward and whispered in his ear, a grin baked deeply into her sultry voice. "Slutty vampire is for later tonight~"

Vegeta shoved her back, nonplussed. "Control yourself! This is a family outing!"

As Bulma pouted, Vegeta turned to the other adult accompanying them. Android 18 smiled as she and Marron looked at the newest additions to her bag of candy. Marron was having trouble reading the various labels, so of course she went to her mommy for help. Vegeta crouched down and Marron smiled. "Mr. Vegeta! Look! A gotta Tootie Pop!"

18 gently corrected. "'Tootsie'. It's 'Tootsie', Marron. There's an 's' in there."

Marron quickly corrected herself. "Tootsie Pop! And it's red, so that means it's cherry!"

Vegeta squinted. "Dark red. That means raspberry."

Marron gasped. "Raspberry?!"

Before that conversation could continue any further, Bulla called out. "Marron! We're going to the next house! Come on!"

Marron turned to run, only stopping to offer her treat to Vegeta. "Here! It's a thank-you for asking me and Mommy to come!"

Vegeta awkwardly took the candy from Marron, watching as she ran to join the other kids and smiling just a little. He pulled the wrapper from the treat and stuck it in his mouth. Android 18 smiled. "Having fun, Count Forehead~?"

Vegeta popped the sucker out of his mouth and stuck out his tongue. "Bleh!"

The Saiyan Prince looked over at 18. She certainly had the most impressive costume of all of them. It was a dark brown, leather bodice with accompanying pieces of molded plastic armor, airbrushed to look like steel, attached at various points. The boots were a pair of thigh highs augmented with bits of real metal. She was wearing a pair of steampunk-esque goggles on her forehead, and her hair flickered around like flames above them. Vegeta cocked his head. "Are you really keeping your Terrablaze Mode activated for a Halloween costume?"

18 nodded. "It completes the look."

Vegeta snorted. "What are you meant to be, anyway?"

18 crossed her arms, a proud smile on her face. "I'm Chandra Nalaar!"

A long, awkward silence. 18 flinched, a bead of sweat rolling down her face. "F-From Magic the Gathering! You know, from… from my main deck, and-"

Vegeta shook his head. "Nerd."

18 flinched. "H-Hey…"

Quickly though, she recovered. "Um, I know Marron already said it… but thanks for inviting us. All of the cops in East City were given orders to be on patrol tonight, to keep the kids safe. Poor Krillin was so excited about this, too…"

Vegeta crunched the pop, gnawing at the chocolaty goo in the center. "I already texted him pictures of you and your daughter in costume. He'll be fine."

18 smiled. "Did you really do that?! Aw, you're so sweet~"

Vegeta rolled his eyes, tossing the now barren stick into a nearby hedge. "Shut up."

18 fell silent for a moment, but then she smiled again. "No. I mean it. You're an awfully nice person for being such an asshole. Inviting me and Marron… bringing Ranch along…"

Vegeta flinched. "Be quiet. If Raditz won't… I mean…"

For a moment, Vegeta looked troubled. As if something was seriously weighing on his mind. But he quickly pushed that away and his face returned to proper shape. "... the poor girl needs someone. And if Raditz can't be there right now, someone should be…"

Vegeta was interrupted by a herd of kids running up to him, each of their sacks full to bursting. Vegeta and 18 both looked puzzled. "What the hell…?"

Trunks pointed. "Dad! Look! That apartment complex has a blower that's making it rain candy! We just stood there with our bags open until they were full!"

Bulla cackled. "So much candy!"

Even Ranch, as dour as she was, seemed excited by their massive haul. Marron was just as cheery as always. Vegeta sighed. "So, are we done?"

Bulla snapped. "Hell no! There are still five more neighborhoods! We just need to empty our bags!"

Trunks nodded. "Yeah, Dad! Make with the bigger bags!"

Vegeta looked annoyed at his kids, both of them acting rather spoiled. They both quickly caught the hint from the glare in his eyes and changed their tones. "P-Please…"

Vegeta raggedly sighed, and then he reached under his cape and produced a roll of industrial trash bags. He handed one to 18 and then pulled off two for himself. The bags were spread open and Vegeta motioned his children towards the one in his left hand. "Trunks! Bulla! Your candy in here!"

He motioned Ranch towards the right. "Yours in here. I'll make sure to keep track of whose is whose."

18 bent down to Marron. "And I'll carry yours for you."

The kids all said their thanks and emptied their bags, before immediately rushing to the next block over to do it all over again. Vegeta hefted both bags over his shoulders. "I swear, all Earth holidays are about gluttony and avarice…"

18 cocked an eyebrow at him. "And space holidays aren't?"

Vegeta sniffed. "Most space holidays I can remember were about appeasing Frieza. Or he'd come back and commit genocide."

18 nodded. "Ah. I still owe whatever this Frieza-guy is a solid punch for impaling my husband."

Vegeta nodded. "I agree. But I hope you never get the chance to meet him face-to-face. I want that bastard to stay dead for as long as I'm still alive."

Bulma came walking up next to them, her cape drawn off of her back and held in front, a massive hammock full of ill-gotten candy. Vegeta and 18 both looked at her massive haul. 18 frowned. "That candy is for kids, ya know. Not greedy thirty-somethings."

Bulma scowled. "I'm getting into the spirit of things!"

18 looked unimpressed. "You're a trillionaire. Maybe even more than that. You don't need free candy."

Bulma snapped. "Well you're a billionaire! What are you doing out here?!"

18 answered immediately. "Letting my kid have fun on Halloween."

Vegeta raised his hands. "Okay. Okay. No reason to fight. Bulma took advantage of it raining down candy. It's not like she robbed any kids…"

He shot her a dirty look. "You didn't, did you?"

Bulma looked offended. "No!"

Vegeta nodded. "Fine. Then I'm okay with this. I needed a snack anyway…"

He shifted both bags into a single hand, then reached into Bulma's haul and pulled out a random handful. Vegeta ripped open a pack of Sour Patch Kids with his teeth and dumped them into his mouth. "C'mon! Kids are getting away. We have a long night ahead of us!"

Vegeta marched off. Bulma and 18 looked at each other. Bulma smiled. "Candy?"

18 dug around and pulled out three Mr. Good Bars. "You're lucky I like chocolate with nuts…"

Bulma rolled her eyes. "Whatever! You and Vegeta are too uptight…"

And so, the three adults ran after their hoard of kids, none of them hearing a hiss from a nearby sewer grate as they followed along. "Veeeeeeeeegeeeeeeetaaaaaaa…"

The next neighborhood over…

Vegeta, Bulma, and Android 18 rounded the corner and came upon a sight most concerning for their sharpened, parental gazes. Vegeta groaned. "Oh, what the hell?!"

Both fire hydrants on the street had been worked open, high-pressure jets of water shooting from the tops as children in costumes danced and made merry. The big, fat droplets rained down on the three of them, sizzling against 18's head and causing a cloud of steam to form around her. She looked quite bemused. "So, you think ours did this?"

Bulma shook her head, tying her cape into a make-shift bindle to keep her candy dry. "Not a chance. The hydrants are still attached to the ground."

Vegeta nodded. "Agreed. But that's neither here nor there. Fan out and find the four of them. I don't want them getting wet. We're already going to have to deal with stomach aches tomorrow, I'm not bothering with head colds!"

Bulma and 18 both nodded and the three of them fanned out, rushing from house-to-house and attempting to find their kids. The search was easy enough. Bulma found that Trunks and Bulla were working over a trio of houses, playing up the "loving siblings in matching costumes" routine for extra treats.

Just a few houses down, Ranch was on her second pass through of the neighborhood. She had already scoured it once as a sheet ghost, now she was playing the part of a gothic ghoul, dressed in her normal outfit and profiting from it. At first, Vegeta was annoyed… and then he was impressed at her ingenuity.

The five of them regrouped and looked around. Vegeta crossed his arms. "Now, we just need to wait for 18 and her daughter. Then we can move to a drier locale…"

He looked across the street and nodded approvingly as 18 emerged from a nearby driveway, Marron in her arms and excitedly showing off her candy to her mom. Vegeta adjusted the two massive trash bags slung over his shoulder and turned to Bulma. "So, which neighborhood… do… we…?"

Vegeta stared past his confused wife, watching as a puff of purple haze emerged from a nearby sewer grate. He cocked his head. "... the hell?"

The purple haze clouded up into the air, just a single, tiny puff. It floated there for a second and Vegeta almost felt like it was staring at him. And then, quick like a bolt of lightning, it shot forward and high over Vegeta's head. He rapidly turned and watched the smoke crash into a power line, cleaving it in two and sending the two sparking wires crashing down.

Vegeta's eyes went wide. Just under the severed wire were 18 and Marron. And 18 was standing right in the center of a shallow puddle. Vegeta cried out. "SHIT!"

And then he rushed in, feet splashing into the puddle, and shoved 18 back. The wires nearly landed on the ground, but Vegeta wasn't in the mood for a mass-murder this evening. He focused his ki into his feet, preventing any currents from flowing out of them, and grabbed the falling wires.

And then everything went black.

A few minutes later…

Vegeta woke up in a haze. His vision slowly cleared and he saw Bulma standing over him, looking genuinely concerned. As more and more came into focus, so did the faces of the others. Trunks, Bulla, Ranch, Android 18, and Marron. All of them looked a bizarre mixture of terrified and relieved.

Vegeta pressed his hand to his forehead. "Ugh…"

Bulma was immediately on him, wrapping her arms around his neck and squeezing tight. "Oh god, Vegeta! I thought you were dead!"

Vegeta mumbled. "Takes more than a… shock to… kill me…"

He shakily got to his feet, nearly tumbling over, only to receive 18's shoulder as support. She spoke to him gently. "Be careful! You took a pretty big hit!"

Vegeta finally got his bearings and managed to stay on his feet. 18 frowned. "Maybe… you should take an extra minute or two. There's a haunted house just down the street. Let's let the bigger kids go enjoy that while you, me, Bulma, and Marron enjoy a nice, little sit. Okay?"

Vegeta nodded. "Fine…"

The group made their way down the street, past the gathering policemen and emergency electricians. A few blocks down they came upon the Haunted House. It was a spooky affair, a one-story condo done up to look like an abandoned shack. Spooky music played louder and louder as they got closer. Propane-powered gothic torches line the path leading to the entrance where a woman dressed like a witch cackled. "Enter if you dare, my pretties~!"

Trunks chuckled and ran. "Last one in is a wimp!"

Bulla followed. "I'm not a wimp, dammit!"

Ranch rolled her eyes. "This is so stupid…"

Once the kids were inside, the adults and Marron walked around to the other end to wait on them to come out. What met them on the other side was a peculiar sight, the rear exit of the place was just as garishly decorated as the front, but none of the torches were lit. A werewolf and a mad scientist were fiddling with the things with perplexed looks on their faces. One of them cocked his head. "I just don't get it. Why ain't they working?"

The other shrugged. "I'll go check the tanks…"

Vegeta, Bulma, and 18 all sat down. Marron happily dug into her bucket and pulled out a piece of bubblegum. Bulma sighed. "I wonder how Chi-Chi and her kids are doing?"

Vegeta shrugged. "Kakarot is still 'dead'. Not one of the four of them has returned from whatever it was King Kai abducted them for…"

Android 18 frowned. "It's been three months. You think they're okay?"

Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Knowing Kakarot, at least, he got distracted training or something…"

Bulma scowled. "Still, pretty inconsiderate of King Kai to do that in the first place…"

18 smiled. "At least Chi-Chi's feeling a bit better. I was talking to Suno, I think she took Koriocha up to Mt. Paozu to watch Halloween movies with Goten and Chika. And Erasa told me that she, Gohan, and their friends were all going to a Halloween party at their school~"

Bulma smiled as well. "That's nice."

Vegeta sneered. "He's getting too damned soft. That 'Saiyaman' garbage is embarrassing…"

As their talk resumed, the man in the werewolf costume suddenly bounded around the corner with a look of panic on his face. "WE GOT TROUBLE!"

Vegeta, 18, and Bulma all looked towards him. The guy in the mad scientist costume stopped messing with the torches. "What's up?"

Werewolf stammered. "It… it has to be a prank by some shitty teenagers or something! But this isn't funny! The lines to the propane tanks have been rerouted! They're spraying propane gas into the house!"

Mad Scientist screeched. "What?!"

Werewolf nodded. "Yeah! I stuck my head into the window! The entire inside of the house smells like rotten eggs! There's at least twenty kids in there, man! What do we do?!"

18 and Bulma looked close to panic. Vegeta, meanwhile, had his attention drawn into the air once more. Floating toward the house was that same puff of purple smoke. And within that purple puff was a single flickering flame. Vegeta's eyes went wide. "Shit!"

Bulma turned to him. "We need to go look for the kids, Vegeta! They might be Saiyans, but they can still suffocate!"

18 set Marron down and prepared to run in, clearly panicking. Vegeta shoved her to the ground and went sprinting. "Your head is on fire, idiot! Don't go near that house!"

It was a race against the clock. Vegeta scowled up at the purple cloud as it inched closer to the house, but whatever this grim specter may be was the least of his concern. Vegeta kicked open the back door to the house, immediately assaulted by the nauseous smell of rotten eggs. He pressed his hands to either side of the door frame and shoved them apart with a splintering crack. And then, drawing back his arms as far as he could, Vegeta clapped his hands together with all of his strength, sending a shockwave through the house so massive that it made all of the windows in the front burst, sending a wave of hideous fumes shooting out of the front.

Vegeta was breathing heavily. The purple wisp hovered in front of him for a moment and he could swear he heard a familiar cackle from within. Vegeta snarled. "Who the hell are you?!"

The wisp released the flame in a harmless puff and then billowed away. Vegeta snarled at it, but then he refocused his priorities. He rushed into the destroyed haunted house and found Trunks, Bulla, and Ranch all lying unconscious. He grabbed all three of them before anyone took notice of him, and then he retreated back out to where 18 and Bulma were nervously waiting. 18 snapped at him. "What the hell is going on?! That's the second near-miss of tonight!"

Vegeta set the three kids down and Bulma immediately became serious, producing a capsule from the capsule case stuffed into her boot and summoning an oxygen tank. She quickly got back to work nursing the three kids back into consciousness. Vegeta spoke bluntly. "I think I'm being haunted…"

Bulma and 18 both snapped their attention to him, looking utterly baffled that he just said that. Marron frowned. "Haunted, Mr. Vegeta? Like, by a spooky-ooky ghost?"

Vegeta nodded. "Something like that…"

18 scowled as a fire truck pulled up onto the scene. "And what would make you believe something so unreasonably asinine? We need to take this seriously, Vegeta…"

Vegeta glared at her. "Because of both of the incidents that have occurred tonight! I have witnessed a cloud of purple smoke actively interfering with what happened! It cut the power line that nearly electrocuted you and your daughter and it was carrying a flame into the haunted house just now! I don't know what's going on, but it took the time to stop and mock me! So it's either generally malevolent, or it has an issue with me specifically!"

As Vegeta and 18 argued, the firefighters prepared to deal with the emergency at hand. None of them could have known just what caused the house to explode, only that it wasn't any sort of fire. Either way, the house was structurally unstable and they needed to be prepared for the situation. One of the firefighters tried to unhook the axe from the rungs on the truck, only to find it quite stuck. "What the hell?!"

He pulled at it. It didn't budge. He pulled harder. Still nothing. He pulled and pulled and pulled, totally unable to see the mass of purple fog that was holding the weapon in place. How couldn't he see that? Much like Bulma and Android 18, this man had no Ki sense.

The purple fog cackled and cackled, watching as the unaware dolt in the yellow smock pulled more and more. Just a bit longer… just a bit… just a bit…

And then that wretched Vegeta's woman stood up and the purple fog let go. The axe came loose from the rung holding it in place, snapping back with entirely too much strength and flying out of the firefighter's hand. It spun through the air, head over end, launching right at the back of Bulma's head. The purple fog watched with bated interest, waiting for the explosion of blood and Vegeta's wail. It began to cackle a very familiar cackle…

…and then Vegeta caught the axe by the blade, squeezing it until it shattered. He stared up at the fog, a look of sneering realization spreading across the prince's furious face. "Oh, you have fucked up. I'm going to make you wish that you never escaped Hell!"

The purple fog yelped and began to speed away, but Vegeta followed it high up into the air. His cape fluttered behind his back in the high-speed winds and, soon enough, the Saiyanpire had cut off his sadistic foe. Vegeta glared at it as it retreated back into the air. He righted himself. "So, how did it happen?"

The fog spoke with a smirk in its voice. "Whatever do you mean?"

Vegeta sneered, baring his vampiric fangs. "Cut the crap! How on Earth did you escape Hell…"

The fog began to take a familiar shape. Vegeta spat the final word. "... Cui."

And there floated Cui, in the ethereal flesh. A halo hung over his semi-transparent head and he cackled until it sounded like a squeal. "How in the hell should I know? One day, the gates to the Frieza Force's own personal sector of Hell opened up just a crack. I just happened to be standing next to them. I don't know why they opened. I don't care why they opened. I've been stalking this planet for a month, tracking the people you care about and making notes on how best to make you suffer!"

Vegeta snarled. "So, you're telling me that you were planning to torture me by murdering everyone I love?!"

Cui smiled. "Basically~"

Vegeta roared. "BASTARD!"

The prince threw a blast that whizzed through the air and crashed into Cui's chest. But rather than reduce the sniveling Frieza lackey into a pile of ash, it merely pushed him back a few feet and then harmlessly passed through him. Cui cackled. "Sorry, Vegeta! That isn't going to work! I'm a spirit! I have no body to destroy! Your insignificant attacks can do little more than shove me~"

Vegeta calmed a bit. "Oh, I see. So… I can't destroy you?"

Cui smirked. "Nope."

Vegeta clarified. "Only push you?"

Cui cackled. "Exactly."

Vegeta nodded. "I see…"

And then, Vegeta descended back towards the ground. Cui cackled triumphantly. "He's lost his will to fight! This is perfect! I've broken his stupid pride! Now, I just have to wait until he lets his guard down again, and then I'll kill everyone that he-"

A flash of golden light shone beneath the vicious specter. Cui looked down. "What the hell?!"

Below Cui, Vegeta radiated with the overwhelming energy of Super Saiyan 2. He had his arms spread out to the sides, each one with a radiating blast shining in its hand. Cui flinched. "Wh-Wha…?"

Vegeta smirked. "Bye, Cui!"

Cui cried out. "What are you-"

Vegeta screamed. "FINAL FLASH!"

A massive beam of energy crashed into Cui and he was sent flying straight up into the sky, through the atmosphere, and off of Planet Earth. Vegeta maintained the force of the blast for a solid minute, calculating speed and force in his head until he was sure that Cui would land exactly where he wanted him to. Vegeta released his hold on the Final Flash and let it dissipate, sighing in relief as he dispersed Super Saiyan 2 and landed back on the ground.

Trunks, Bulla, and Ranch were all now semi-conscious again. Bulla looked up at Vegeta. "What happened, Daddy?"

Vegeta picked her up and hugged her close. Then he did the same for Trunks. "Ranch, can you walk?"

Ranch shook her head. "Huh-uh… legs are shaky…"

Vegeta crouched down and allowed her to wrap her arms around his neck while her legs and tail around his waist, Vegeta doing the same with his tail around her waist for extra support. Vegeta hoisted all three kids up and motioned to his wife. "Bulma! Grab the candy! That's enough trick-or-treating for one night."

18 silently seemed to agree, grabbing Marron and following along. Bulma followed as well. "S-So… was there really a ghost?"

Vegeta shrugged, being careful not to accidentally buck Ranch off. "Something like that. First thing tomorrow morning, I'm teaching the two of you how to sense Ki. It's a basic skill and you both need to know how to do it!"

18 nodded. "Yeah. I probably should learn more about actual energy control…"

Bulma shrugged. "I… guess I could try to learn…"

On the Sun…

Cui screamed and writhed in pain as he felt the hellish flames of the Sun burn into him. "How?! How can I feel this?! I'm a ghost, goddammit! A ghost!"

"Eh, you get used to it…"

Cui turned. "THE HELL?!"

The burnt, barely coherent form of Garlic Jr. managed to strain through the unending agony that was his miserable life. "This burning never stops and the pain is unending Hell… but it eventually just becomes part of your everyday existence…"

Cui tried to push himself off of the surface of the flaming ball, but the gravity only seemed to suck him in deeper and the burning only got worse. "No! NO!"

He realized that he was trapped in an even worse Hell than before. "GOD DAMN YOU, VEGETA!"

At Bulma and Vegeta's house…

Vegeta sat in his lazy chair and groaned a sigh of relief. On the walk home, the kids had managed to regain some of their former vitality and were now listlessly sifting through their evening's plunder. Android 18 sat down onto the couch and deactivated her Terrablaze Mode, pulling the goggles off her head and laying back. "Can Marron and I crash here tonight? I don't feel like flying back to East City and Krillin's shift doesn't end until 3 in the morning anyway…"

Bulma emerged from the kitchen, carrying a tray full of mugs of hot cocoa, each with jack-o-lantern shaped marshmallows floating in them. She handed them out and then took her place, sitting in Vegeta's lap. "Sure. My treats can wait until tomorrow when the house is empty~"

She pecked Vegeta on the cheek and he blushed. "Give it a rest. Halloween isn't about whatever's going on in that lustful black hole inside your head…"

18 glanced at him. "Oh, is that the case? Well then, what would you say Halloween is about?"

Bulma puffed out her cheeks. "Yeah, Count Forehead, if Halloween isn't about greed or gluttony or lust, then what is it about? Lemme guess: pride?!"

Vegeta shook his head. "No. Of all of the Earth traditions that I've come to tolerate, Halloween is the one I enjoy the most…"

He looked at everyone in the room with a genuine warmth in his eyes. "It's about getting together as a family. Enjoying the moment. And reveling in that one genuine feeling that only friends and family and loved ones can revel in together…"

A wicked smirk crossed Vegeta's face. "PURE! EVIL!"

Vegeta laughed out loud. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! AAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Bulla was the first to start laughing alongside her dad. Then Trunks. Then Bulma. Then Android 18. Then Ranch. The lot of them all began to laugh and guffaw and cackle like true demons of the night, simply enjoying a moment of pure, unhinged wickedness between themselves.

And then, taking a break from her caramel apple, Marron spoke up. "I saw Mr. Vegeta fire a screaming ghost into the Sun~"

A brief pause from the wicked laughter… and then they all laughed together even harder!

Happy Halloween from Dragon Ball Z: Dynasty~