Oookay...

Time for more insanity! Let's see, what shall I focus on this time? Hmm... I know! Time to head into battle with Vegeta, Piccolo and Goku as they take on their most diabolical enemy yet. And see Vegeta's mustache for the first time.

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West City certainly was busy this time of the year. People milling about trying to get some shopping done. Others were on their way to work. But none of them was aware that they were in serious danger.

Just on the outskirts of West City, an unseen battle raged on between a Namekian warrior, a Saiyan and a horde of gelatinous alien invaders. To make matters worse, every time they destroyed one of these creatures, it would only regenerate later.

Goku turned toward Piccolo, sweat pouring down his face. "Man, these things are like Buu, only weaker and more annoying."

"Focus, Goku."

"I mean, it wouldn't be so bad; they're not hard to kill at all. But they keep popping up!"

Piccolo was becoming steadily more annoyed. "I'm WELL AWARE of that, Goku, now shut up and fight!"

Somewhere off in the distance, they heard a familiar laugh. "Well, well," came the voice of Vegeta. "It seems you two need my help."

The two looked over in his direction and their faces contorted in horror. Finally, Goku spoke. "Vegeta... what happened to your face?!"

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People in the city began to flee in panic, rushing into nearby stores and businesses for shelter. Cars were beginning to overturn in the streets in a mad dash to get away. One of the citizens pointed up in the sky and screamed.

"EVERYBODY RUN FOR YOUR LIFE! IT'S A GUY WITH A CREEPY MUSTACHE!"

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Vegeta growled lightly. "Oh for crying out loud, it makes me look regal, you dolts. With this, I look truly royal!"

Piccolo muttered, "Yeah, a royal pain in the-". He was cut off by a roar from one of the creatures as they began to regroup for another attack.

True to form, Vegeta simply rushed in and began to blast every creature he could take aim at, refusing to stop until every one of them was reduced to a pile of goo. "Now that's how you do it, boys," he said, feeling quite pleased with himself. Not ten second passed, however, before the creatures again began to regenerate.

Goku wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt something sticky there. He withdrew his hand to see it covered in the same green goo that the aliens were made of. He sniffed at it slightly before licking some off his hand.

Vegeta and Piccolo nearly vomited at the sight, completely unaware that the city beneath them had been nearly leveled by the frantic mobs of people that were now evacuating.

A broad smile covered Goku's face as he shouted. "Jell-o! They're MADE OF JELL-O!"

The creatures noted the hungry look on his face and turned to run, Goku chasing them all over the countryside.

"JELL-O! COME HERE, YOU WALKING SIDE DISHES! JELLL-OOOOO!"

Vegeta and Piccolo stood in stunned silence for a moment. Vegeta then turned and started for his home. "I'm going back to bed," he muttered.

Piccolo waited until he was out of earshot before he spoke. "You might wanna make an appointment to get that upper lip waxed, too." He then noted the position of the sun and panicked slightly. "Oh, jeez, I'm late. My soap's on!"

He flew off toward the lookout, passing over a severely dwindled alien army being chased by a very sticky Saiyan. "JEELLLLL-OOOOOO!"

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That does it for this time around. Hope you enjoyed it! Please review!