WOO HOO! I got a review! I'm so happy... I'm sorry, I've had sugar. It has an adverse effect on me. Anywayz, if there are those who don't know, this is a DBZ/DRoP story. Unfortunately there are people who don't like DBZ all that much.

has a minor seizure

I'm Okay! I'm Okay!

My Chemical Romance's I'm Not OK starts playing

Dang it Goten! Quit playing with my stuff!

I'll quit now.

It had been about two weeks since I had Impressed Joivth. Phantom and Goten had managed to enlist the help of Fandarel to assist in fixing the pod, as Phantom has no thumbs and Goten had no idea what he was doing. Our pod had been transported to Benden Weyr so there would be no trouble getting Joivth on it once it was fixed. After much debating with F'lar and Lessa, I finally managed to get them to let Joivth and me go home to Earth. In the meantime, I was to join the rest of the weyrlings in training. I laughed at the memory of that particular argument. Not even F'lar could outsmart me!

"It's not like they really need anymore fighting dragons now that Thread is over with for good…" I said out loud.

Exactly. And even if Thread wasn't over, there would still be plenty of fighting dragons anyway, Joivth agreed. For a two-week-old dragonet, she was really opinionated! Although they do say that a person's dragon is a reflection of their personality…

"Hey! Triple P!" Goten shouted at me. "The pod's almost fixed! Phantom said you can come get Joivth accamodadated!"

"The word is ACCOMODATED, idiot!" I yelled. Joivth rumbled in amusement.

If he's that stupid, then why do you associate with him? she asked.

"'Cause his best friend is drop dead sexy," I answered. "When we get to the pod I'll show you."

Goten peeped his head into the weyrling barracks. "Are you guys coming or not?"

"Yeah, we were having a girl talk," I said. "Nothing you would understand."

"Touchy!" Goten exclaimed. "Just hurry up, Phantom's getting impatient."

I led Joivth out to the pod. It was hard to believe that we had stayed on Pern for a little over two weeks. In that time span, I had gotten Robinton's, Jaxom's, Lessa's, F'lar's, Menolly's, and Piemur's autographs. I considered myself lucky.

I took a good look at the pod. It looked considerably better than it did had when we first landed here.

"Good job you guys!" I commented.

Phantom flicked his tail. "If Joivth keeps eating the way she is, Goten is going to have to give up some of his food," he noticed.

I laughed. "I know, I'm anticipating his reaction."

Joivth followed me into the pod; I kept up a running commentary as we went so she wouldn't get confused. We finally made it to my own quarters. "Welcome, Joivth, to what Phantom and Goten call my lair."

Joivth swiveled her head around, taking everything in. Why do they call it your lair?

"They call it my lair because I get extremely touchy about unwanted company," I answered. "Anyway, we're going to need to get your own bed in here; the floor isn't really that comfortable. Then when we get to earth, there's a cave just behind the palace that you might find nice."

Sounds great, Joivth said. So what about Goten's best friend?

"Ah, yes!" I exclaimed. "The wonderfully sexy, lavender-haired, Sayain Prince Trunks!" I flipped a switch, and a secret panel slid open. I led the intrigued dragon down a torch-lit corridor. At the end was a life-size cutout of my beloved prince, surrounded by a circle of scented candles. Several posters dedicated to the warrior lined the walls. "Welcome," I said, "to my very own, secret shrine."

That's it? Joivth asked. He doesn't even have wings!

"He's a demi-Saiyan, not a dragon!" I exclaimed. "Of course he won't be attractive to you!"

I gave one last look at my favorite Saiyan and led Joivth back down the eerily lit corridor to my quarters. "I would tell you never to speak of this, but no one else can hear you, except Lessa and me, and I totally trust you not to let her know about it," I told her.

I would never let anyone know of your secret! Joivth exclaimed indignantly.

"Of course not, precious Joivth!" I reassured. "Now, let's go see if we can't get you a decent bed!"

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We finally managed to haul Joivth's bed from the weyrling barracks into my quarters. It would soon be time for us to leave. There was, of course, one last thing we needed to do.

Goten was not overly pleased upon hearing that he may have to give up some of his precious food. As much as I admire Saiyans' fighting abilities, their eating habits were rather disgusting. It took us a while, but we convinced Mannora(1) that our current rations would not be enough to satisfy both Goten's and Joivth's hunger pangs.

"You already have enough to last three weeks, even with Joivth on board!" she had protested.

"Joivth isn't the only one that eats in dragon proportions," I said grimly. "We really need more food!"

Mannora allowed us to stock up on food, and we would soon be on our way. Refusing to let the memory of Pern fade, I grabbed my digital camera, which was usually used to take pictures of Trunks in the shower(2), and right before we were to take off, I snapped a shot of Benden Weyr, and uploaded it onto my computer.

We were almost done with the countdown when another one of my fellow weyrlings came running up to the pod. Goten quickly aborted the take-off and opened the hatch.

"What's up, J'nerra?" I asked.

"F'lar said you might need this," he panted, then handed me a slip of paper. I looked down at it, and realized it was a copy of the weyrling-training program.

"Thanks J'nerra! I could really use this!"

He smiled, said his good-byes and was on his way. I returned to the pod and Goten started the countdown again.

Steph, what's Earth like? Joivth inquired.

Well, I responded, the governments suck, but where we're going, you won't have to worry about that much. I went on into a very detailed description of the Petulant Purple Palace down in Antarctica where the Z warriors, Phantom, and I resided.

Oh, she said in a sleepy tone. Will it take us long to get there?

I didn't know, so I passed the question on to Phantom.

"If we make it through the Oort Cloud safely, it should take us about a week to get to Earth," he answered directly to Joivth. To me he said, "Sorry Stephanie, but we don't have enough fuel to piss the Namekians off. It's straight back home for us."

I sighed dejectedly. I guess there'll be other times…

Don't worry! Joivth reassured. Once I learn how to go between we can piss off as many Namekians as we want! She paused for a moment. Steph, what's a Namekian?

I roared aloud. "Don't worry Joivth, you'll see a Namekian soon enough! We have two on Earth."

Phantom crouched down low to the floor, keeping a close eye on the monitors. "I suppose we had better get used to outbursts such as that."

I grinned. "You're just jealous because I won't be paying as much attention to you as Joivth!" I taunted playfully.

Phantom flicked his tail and made one last check on the monitors. "Not a chance, Stephanie. If anything happens, I'll be taking a nap on the recliner. Goten, as soon as we make it to the Oort Cloud, let Stephanie take over."

Goten shrugged. "Fine by me," he said. "I'm hungry anyway, so Triple P can go ahead and take over now." He made his way to the kitchen, and soon the sound of his eating could be heard throughout the ship.

"Well, Joivth, it's just you and me now…" I looked down at my wonderful green, and realized that she had fallen asleep on the floor. I smiled and scratched at her eyeridges, and couldn't help but wonder what the rest of the Z gang would think of her.

(1) Did I spell that right?

(2)MWAHAHAHAHAHA

Where do you people think you're going? What, you think this is over? I got another chapter comin' what where you people thinkin'? Might not get up for a while. Stinkin' school.