The next match is a father vs son one. U18 Vegeta vs U12 Trunks. The two Super Saiyans stand across from each other in the arena.

'I'm sorry, dad, but I'm gonna win,' Trunks declares with a smile.

'This is even less likely than a Dan Schneider's show getting a proper final episode,' Vegeta replies seriously, arms crossed.

'Oh, come on, dad, don't write me off,' Trunks complains, still smiling. 'I may not be obsessed with fighting like you, but I have devoted some time to training.'

'Really?' Vegeta raises an eyebrow. 'Can you do this?'

With those words, he transforms into a Super Saiyan 2.

Trunks laughs awkwardly and strokes the back of his head. 'Umm, about that...'

Universe 12, a few years ago...

A half naked Trunks is looking at himself in the mirror.

'Let's see, I have two choices,' he contemplates. 'One is to work my ass off to achieve Super Saiyan 2 form, which I saw a 9 year old kid achieve in another timeline, so that I can get back my adulthood dignity and be better prepared to save my world from future threats. The other is to keep using that useless, buffed form, which makes girls go wild at the beach.'

Trunks ponders it for a while. What is the most reasonable thing for a person who saw his world terrorized and turned into hell in the past, by threats he was not powerful enough to beat, to do? Try to become a more powerful Earth protector or a better chick magnet?

The next moment, Trunks smiles and winks at his reflection. 'Chick magnet it is,' he declares.

'...and so, I trained my buffed form,' U12 Trunks explains to his father from U18, back at the tournament, currently in his Super Saiyan Grade 3 form (or Ultra Super Saiyan form; depends on what kind of fan name is preferred on the forum you visit). 'I know it has serious weaknesses, but I have mastered it to the extent that...'

'Enough of your bullshit,' Vegeta sighs and knocks him unconscious with a punch in the guts. Trunks reverts back to his base form.

Vegeta carries his son's unconscious body back to U12 balcony. Sixteen is staring indifferently. 'You know, I used to want to kill Son Goku,' he says to Vegeta, in his robotic voice.

'Big deal,' the former prince shrugs. 'Six of his current friends have tried to kill him at least once in their lives: Myself, my wife, Yamcha, Tenshinhan, Yadjirobe and Piccolo.'

Back at U18 balcony, Pan, who will face U13 Goku in the next match, seems afraid. Her parents have crouched next to her. 'Listen, sweetie, you don't have to do this,' Gohan says.

'GOHAN! SHAME ON YOU!' Vegeta, who has returned to the balcony in the meantime, snaps. 'What kind of irresponsible parent would let his underaged daughter withdraw from a match against a psychotic mass murderer over something as trivial as fear of her dying?'

Gohan and Videl are staring, eyes wide open in shock.

Gohan wants to rip off Vegeta's head, but he's too shocked to do so.

The older Saiyan looks at Pan and says: 'As for you, go out there and whip the floor with that Kakarrot wannabe.'

'I'll do it,' Pan says, determined after Vegeta's encouragement.

Kakarrot has pinned Pan on the arena floor. The little girl is screaming in pain.

'Pan,' U18 Vegeta cries in the stands. 'Less near death screaming, more floor whipping with Kakarrot.'

'It's your fault, Vegeta,' U18 Goku blames his rival. 'You forgot to tell her to be careful! How could you forget something so crucial?'

U13 Goku whispers something in Pan's ear: 'Do you want to know what I did to little human girls in my universe?'

Yes! Yes, we all want to know, Kakarrot, tell us, tell us... oh, bummer, Pan interrupted him by transforming into a Super Saiyan and forfeiting the match.

Too bad. The answer to the question of what Kakarrot did to little girls could produce many interesting fanfics.