So we ended up doing the wedding all over again. This
time, we had a real wedding dress, preacher and
someone who knew if the lens cap was on or not. Had a
nice honeymoon believe it or not. Nothing much
happened afterward.... well except for Bulma’s late night
Twinkie cravings. It was about when Bulma was in her
sixth month of pregnancy.... that’s when things really
started going down the crapper..........
Kami’s house.....on the beach.....
It was peaceful as the sun burned up above. Vegeta
walked along side the beach after a good spar with
Piccolo. He turned his attention to his wife laying on the
sandy beach.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?! Its hotter then hell out here.
You should be inside with the Central Air instead.”
“Its called ‘getting a tan’. Unlike you who was born with
it, I have to lay out here to earn mine. I don’t want to be
pale as a ghost for when our child arrives,” she replied as
she picked the wedge in her thong. She then pulled out a
bottle and began to spread some sun tan oil on her
stomach.
“Looks like you’re cooking the thing rather then holding
it.” Bulma began to laugh, but let out a cry.
“What... what is it!?!”
“Gah, the pain, its happening. More stronger then
ever.....” she screamed as she began to clutch her
tummy and cry.
“Hold on!!” replied Vegeta as he scooped her up in his
arms and flew her back to Western City.
Capsule Corps.......
Vegeta, still in his trunks, paced back and forth against
the cool marble floor. Dr.Briefs came out of the doors.
“WELL!?!”
“Well Vegeta, it appears the same thing that happened
to Chi Chi.... is in fact happening to Bulma as well.”
“Well is she sick? Dying? ANSWER ME!!!”
“Oh she’s perfectly fine. But the child.....well... its
kicking.”
“What? That’s it. The baby kicked?”
“Think about it, Vegeta. That baby’s gonna have the
strength someday to benchpress a Buick. Ever saw the
movie Aliens? Well, the same thing is gonna happen to
her, and the child will die with her.”
“You have to do something!!!”
“I am, but you have to help me. Are you willing to put
your life on the line to save this child and her?”
Vegeta went silent for a second. “Yes... I promised her
that the day we got married... again.”
“There are two ways of treatment;the first one involves
what Chi Chi did and placed the baby in a chamber till it
was time....but of course Bulma wants to have it
naturally and in order to do that I need to insert a certain
vaccine, it will make the walls of her insides tough
enough to take the pressures and pain of having a
Saiyan child. But....”
“But?”
“The process takes exactly one week. But the baby
cannot be present inside. Which means that in order for
it to live, it needs to be inside someone else.... the father
to be precise....”
Narrator: Will Vegeta be able to take the pressures of
motherhood for one week? What is our main villain,
Freeza’s Third Cousin Twice Removed, doing here? What
is his plan and why does it involve Vegeta’s child? Could
there actually be a plot in this story!?! Stay tune for the
next Dragonball Z..... The 9 Months Saga.
Part 4.1: Cha la la Head Cha la la
“No....no, no no, I AM NOT GOING TO BE PREGNANT
WITH A BABY...”
“But its just for one week. I mean, it ain’t like you are
going to breast feed it or anything,” replied Dr.Briefs as
he placed his hands on his waist. “Besides, you did
promise Bulma you would do anything for her?”
“Grrrrrr.... just don’t let word of this spread okay?”
“I won’t.....”
“Good!! I’m going to go to the gravity room till you are
ready,” he said as he turned and walked.
“..... unfortunately, I won’t have to say anything for the
others to know when we get through.”
Freeza’s third cousin twice removed stared as he
overheard the conversation. “The great Vegeta......
PREGNANT!?! MWHA HA HAH!!! Oh, this can’t be true,”
smirked Freeza as the fires of hell erupted.
“Ahh but it is.... should we go after them now?” asked
Freeza’s third cousin twice removed.
“NO!!! I told you, not until the child is out. Do you think it
would do me any good if.....”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Jeez take a chill pill. Look I’ll wait.
But I don’t see why we can’t attack him. I seriously
doubt he’ll try a Final Flash or anything. When he’s like
that,” replied Freeza’s third cousin twice removed as he
watched his royal highness flew over towards a hospital
to meet back with Dr. Briefs. Bulma was already laying
down in a weird contraption with wires and such all over
her ripening stomach.
“I’m guessing I gotta sit over there,” grumbled Vegeta.
“Oh Vegeta, you won’t believe how happy you’ve made
me. When I first heard how my father was going to do the
procedure, I didn’t think you would....”
“Wait a second.... how ARE you going to transfer the
baby from her to me!?!”
“Well, son-in-law.... the first thing we are gonna do is
take this needle.... don’t worry its only three inches long,
and stick it up right under the head. That will soften up
you stomach long enough to take this artificial chamber
up through your..... Vegeta... hmmm, guess I won’t have
to knock him out after all.”
DAY ONE
Seven hours later........
Vegeta slowly opened his eyes. His vision felt so blurry
as he looked down.
“Shhh, he’s waking up,” spoke a voice.
“How do you feel, Veggie-chan?” said another.
Vegeta’s eyes shifted a bit.
“Like a meteor just struck me..... huh, why can’t I see
my feet.... OH GOD.... IT CAN’T BE!!!” he screamed as
he got up. There he was laying in a hospital gown. He
looked down and noticed how big his stomach was.
“FUCK!!” he cussed as he tried to move around.
“Veggie-chan, isn’t this great!! I get to be thin for a
week!!” smiled Bulma as she danced around. “Maybe I
should let you deliver the baby for me!!!”
“Uh Uh. NO!! I agreed to do this for ONE week and ONE
week only. Damn it, how can you women be able to
move with this thing in you!?! I feel like a cow trying to
ice skate.”
“Oh Vegeta, don’t worry. You’ll get use to it. You must
remember the male anatomy was not meant to bear
children. Besides, it could be worse.
All of a sudden the door flung open as the sound of a
wheel chair filled the air.
“HONESTLY GOKU!!! I hope that teaches you not to train
near the Hydrogen tank!! screamed Chi Chi as another
nurse wheeled a bandaged Goku into the room.
“Awww Chi Chi, I didn’t think doing a Kamehameha near
it would do much damage.”
“Don’t you ‘Awwww Chi Chi’ me. It was your fault not to
read the ‘Danger- Flammable gas’ sign.”
“Well, Mrs. Son. You know the procedure,” replied a
nurse as Chi Chi rolled her eyes and grabbed the papers
to fill out.
“Great, not only do I have to spend a week pregnant, I
get to spend a week pregnant with Goku in the same
room,” grumbled Vegeta. Goku looked over.
“HEY VEGETA!! Man, you’ve gotten fat since I last saw
you. WHAT LUCK!! I get to be in the same room with
you. But don’t worry. The doctor said I should be out in
one week.”
“JOY!” he spoke sarcastically.
“Good news, I also have some film left from the wedding.”
GOKU VISION!!!
Wave hi to the camera, Vegeta!
“Oh please, let him leave the lens cap on again.”
Nope! See I was smart for once and took it off this time.
Aren’t you proud?
“*grumble grumble*”
So Vegeta, are you going to get a liposuction or
something? Hey, Vegeta, why are you growling? Oh well,
hey there’s Gohan coming in the room. Awww, he even
brought some flowers.
“Hi dad. Oh hey, Vegeta. Have you gained weight?”
“If you wanna keep your teeth, I’ll pretend I didn’t hear
that.”
Hey, who’s that over there? OH!! Hey Bulma! Did you
have the baby yet?
“*giggle* No silly. I’m going to though. But Vegeta needs
to hold it for a week.
“Really? COOL!! Hey Chi Chi, can you try to have our
next kid naturally. I always wanted to hold a baby!! That
would be so freggin cool!!”
“Hmmm, I suppose. But how do you know if we will have
another child?”
Actually I don’t. But my Saiyan instincts tell me we will.
“Oh Goku, you have the instincts of a cow. There is no
way we will have a child. We probably got lucky with
Gohan.”
Yeah, you are probably right. Hey Vegeta, could you like
face the camera more. I want to zoom in on your
stomach.
“Huh?”
Oh come on. That way everyone years from now will
beable to see what you look like during your week of
happiness and bliss...........
*zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzhhhhhhhhhh*
~*~*~*~*~*~
An energy ball flew and nailed the camera.
“Yow,” screamed Goku as he waved his burnt hand.
“There is NO way, I want to remember this when my son
has kids as well,” he spoke as he lowered his hand.
“Oh Mr.Vegeta, its time for you to have your first
Ultrasound. Oh aren’t you excited!!!” said one of the
perky nurses as she grabbed him by the hand.
“Ultrasound? What the hell is that!?!”
“Oh don’t worry, honey. They’re just gonna take pictures
of the baby. That’s all.”
Vegeta wobbled out of the room and followed the nurse,
Chi Chi and Bulma towards the room.
“Would you like a wheel chair, Mr.Vegeta?” asked a
nurse.
“No, I don’t need a wheelchair. I AM THE PRINCE OF
SAIYANS..... jesus this is huge hospital. Fine, Fine, I’ll
take the damn wheelchair,” cussed as she opened one
up and brought it over to him. As he sat, he watched as
people gapped and stared.
“Look mommy, that guy’s gonna have a baby!!”
“Oh hush up. He’s probably fat cause he doesn’t get
enough exercise or something.”
“But mommy, look at his muscles. They’re HUGE!!!”
Vegeta turned towards the two.
“What are you looking at. HAVEN’T YOU EVER SEEN A
PREGNANT MAN BEFORE!?!”
The woman gasped as she quickly carried her kid into
the office.
“Bah, stupid bakas.”
“Oh,Mr.Vegeta. We are almost there. Just a couple of
more rooms. Ahh here we are,” spoke the nurse as she
wheeled the chair inside.
Vegeta sighed. He always heard his mate talk about
these things. Oh well, if she’s been to more then one, it
can’t be that bad. Vegeta laid on the bed. The woman
opened up Vegeta’s gown exposing his belly.
“JESUS!! I didn’t know Dr. Briefs did THAT!!!” he said as
he noticed how huge he really was.
“Hee hee, I didn’t know you had an outie, Veggie-chan,”
said Bulma as she played with his belly button. Vegeta
growled as he tried to reach up and grab her neck.
“Damn.... brat.... can’t... reach....gah!!” he screamed as
he laid back down.
“Now I know why god made us women be the bearers of
the children,” said Chi Chi as the nurse spreads the jell
over his stomach. She then placed an instrument over it
and moved it around.
The women gasped and giggled.
“Oh look, I can see its feet,” smiled Chi Chi.
“There’s its hands. My, they are so tiny,” replied Bulma.
“Over here, it looks like the baby is turning,” said the
nurse as she moved the instrument. Vegeta, with his
curiosity piqued rose up to see the screen.
“THAT’S what we came all this way to do? I don’t see
anything, just a bunch of shitty lines and static.”
“Oh Vegeta, you’re not looking hard enough. Here, Dr.
Paine, move the thing to its head. You should defiantly
see it,” said Bulma as the doctor moved the probe a bit.
“Hmmm, yeah, I can sort’ve see it. BUT THERE’S TOO
MUCH DAMN STATIC!!!
“My god!?!” muttered the doctor as she stared at the
face.
“What, what’s wrong with my baby!?!” asked Bulma.
“Well nothing much... its just.... the face.” Bulma leaned
forward.
“What’s wrong with it?”
“Well, its frowning.”
“And there’s something wrong with that!?!” said Vegeta
as he cocked an eyebrow.
“ Unborns,don’t display any emotion while still in the
womb.”
“Ummm, who said its displaying emotion?” muttered Chi
Chi. The Doctor turned towards Vegeta and then at the
screen.
“Oh.”
“Guess now, we know who its gonna look like,” smirked
Chi Chi as the doctor gasped again.
“Mrs.Briefs, I think your child may have a defect in him.
This is the first time where the umbilical cord is sprouting
from both sides.”
“HA!! I KNEW THERE WAS SOME SAIYAN BLOOD IN
HIM AFTER ALL!!!” Vegeta pulled his hospital gown back
down and started slugging back into the wheel chair.
“Well woman. What are you just standing there, take me
back to my quarters. This load is killing me,” he
grumbled as Bulma rolled her eyes and pushed his royal
highness towards his room.
DAY TWO
Later.... in the middle of the day......
Vegeta laid there. He gazed over and watched Goku play
“Pokemon Gold” on his Gameboy Color.
“How can you stand that thing. All it involves is catching
a bunch of rodents. For god’s sake, there’s barely a plot
on....”
“YEAH!! I CAUGHT A JIGGLYPUFF!!!” shouted Goku.
“Bah, exploiting yourself to mindless entertainment. I
swear, you are becoming more and more like an
earthling everyday, Kakorot.”
“Do you want to hear it sing, Vegeta?” asked Goku as he
held the little handheld in front of his face.
“No, I-do-NOT-want-to-hear it sing,”Vegeta rolled his eyes
as he turned to his side. Pregnant, how could that
woman stand to be like this. He’s lucky if he could walk
to the other side of the room to take a crap.
Suddenly, a strange yearning began to claim his soul.
His mouth went dry as the enigment thought began to
roll over and over and clouded his mind.
“Damn, where am I gonna get a Twinkie at?” he muttered
to himself. Heaving himself to a sitting position, he began
to concentrate his ki. The bed slowly but surely moved
towards the window. His eyes searched.... ah.. perfect.
“HEY VEGETA!! Where are you going?” asked Goku as
he used his ki to move the bed next to him.
“What does it look like, I’m going to get me some
Twinkies.”
“But the doctor said you shouldn’t overexert yourself in
your condition.”
“Fine Fine.”
“You’re in better shape,” he stated as he grabbed Goku
by the collar and chucked him outside. Goku screamed
as his I V came undone and landed smack dab in the
middle of the street. Goku rubbed his head as he looked
above.
“AND MAKE SURE YOU GET THE “HOSTESS”
BRAND!! ITS YOUR HEAD IF I MUST ENDURE THE
GENERIC CRAP!!!” he shouted from above.
“BUT I DON’T HAVE MONEY!!! DO YOU ACTUALLY
THINK I GET PAID TO SAVE THE WORLD
EVERYTIME?”
“oh for the love of kami...... HERE!! TAKE BULMA’S
CREDIT CARD!! SHE WON’T CARE!!” he yelled back as
he tossed the plastic card out.
“UHHH, OKAY!!” he shouted back as he picked up the
card and gave a thumbs up. Goku limped as walked
across the street. Good thing he only had a few broken
ribs. Sure it would hurt to walk, but he didn’t want to
deprive Vegeta of his Twinkie cravings. No, this is a
mission. He was the hero of the series. He was the
protector of the weak... and the pregnant now. He turned
and saw a grocery store.
“Perfect!!” he said as the doors slid open. “Wow,
automatic. We really are becoming more technologically
advanced. Heyyyy,that was kind’ve fun.”
With that, Goku quickly exited and reentered the
automatic doors. “Wow, this is so cool!!” he said as ran
around again. “I bet Piccolo would get a kick out of this!!”
he said to himself as he pranced out the exit and through
the automatic doors. He giggled like a school girl as he
skipped out the exit again and back through the
automatic doors. “Excuse me sir, can I help you?” asked
a man. Goku turned.
“Oh, I’m looking for Twinkies!!”
“Mmmm, yes, and I’m sure, going around and around the
automatic doors are going to help.”
“Oh, heh heh. Ummmmmm, could you like show me
where you keep the Twinkies again?” blushed Goku as
he rubbed the back of his bandaged head.
“This way,” said the man as Goku followed him. Goku’s
mouth watered at the sight of all the food. All they gave
him was a tiny tray of stuff that was %80 indigestible. He
could probably go grab a couple of items. Bulma wouldn’t
care. She’s richer then Bill Gates.
Back down in the Next Dimension.......
“COUSIN!!! Now is your chance to DESTROY that
pathetic monkey boy while he is injured and off guard,”
shouted Freeza.
Back up above.....
“Right!!” replied Freeza’s third Cousin Twice Removed.
His body slithered down the building. He could already
see Goku wandering through the store, gathering various
fruits and such. “Prepare to die, you accursed ape!!” he
laughed as he shot forward towards the doors preparing
to break them. Suddenly they shot open. Freeza’s third
cousin twice removed just stood there in awe.
“What are looking at!?! What did I tell you.... Kill
him...KILL HIM!!!!!!!!” shouted Freeza as he jumped up
and down.
“But didn’t you see that? They opened... on their own.....
you didn’t even have to push any buttons. These
earthlings must me quite advanced,” he marveled as he
walked out the exit and entered through the automatic
doors. “This is so incredible,” he murmured as he walked
out and reentered again. “WEEEEEEEEEEEE” he
giggled as he ran around and around through the
automatic doors.
“Oh for kami’s sake.... I should’ve hired my sister-in-law
to help me conquer this damn rock,” grumbled Freeza as
he watched his cousin play around.
Back at the Hospital.....
“Gah, where_is_KAKOROT!?! He should’ve been back by
now with my Twinkies,” growled Vegeta as he tore a
pillow in half in frustration. “God I got to piss. This is the
fifth time since the operation. Has this baby made my
bladder shrink or something!?!” he thought as he headed
towards the crapper. On his way, he turned towards the
window.
Ahhh, there he is. But why is he pushing a shopping
cart!?! How much crap did that Saiyan buy this time.
This I got to see. With that, Vegeta slowly floated down
towards where Goku was.
“Ah, hey Vegeta. Here are your Twinkies. Hope you don’t
mind if I pick up a few items,” smiled Goku as he handed
him the box. Vegeta’s eyes glanced back and forth as he
began to rummage through the items.
“Ding-Dongs...... Ham..... Bananas..... SPAM!?!”
“It was on sale for 2 for a quarter.”
“Oh. Well at least we will not have to suffer through more
hospital food. I guess there is a brain in there after al*.....
oh crap.... WHY IS IT WHEN YOU ARE AROUND,
SOMETHING HAPPENS TO ME!!!” Goku turned and
smiled.
“Oh its just Tien and Chowzu. HEY GUYS!!!” he shouted.
“Hey Goku. Whoa, is that Vegeta? Man, what happened
to you. You realize we have to be in top shape when we
battle those androids.”
“Look..... this is gonna sound retarded.... but I am NOT
fat.... I’m just...PREGNANT!!! GOT IT!!!!” Chowzu and
Tien looked at each other.
“Ummmm, gee, how are you gonna do a Final Flash like
that?” asked Chowzu.
Vegeta’s eyebrow twitched.
“ISN’T THERE ANYONE IN THIS STORY WHO’S BRAIN
IS LARGER THEN A.....gah...”
“Vegeta, are you all right? Is the baby kicking again?”
asked Goku as looked over. Vegeta shoved Goku’s hand
away.
“I don’t need your help!! I am the great Prince of Saiyans,
and I don’t want to be babied around like some weak
woman!!!” he replied as he floated back to the hospital
room with his Twinkies at hand. Goku immediately
followed him. “Are you suppose to be a dog or
something!?!”
“Oh come on, Vegeta. I’m your roommate!!”
“lovely....”
A nurse then walked in.
“Mr.Vegeta. Dr.Briefs told me you need to take this
serum, this should prevent your body from going into
sudden labor if the baby comes out early.”
“Look I don’t need...” Vegeta stopped his sentence as he
watched Goku’s face cringe at the 2 inch needle she
held. “.... on second thought, maybe I do need that
shot.... but could you do it nice and slow.”
“Of course, Mr.Vegeta. My, this is the first time you’ve
actually been cooperative.” Vegeta smirked as Goku
started to squeeze on his pillow till it blew up in his
hands. “Where on your stomach would you like the
needle to be inserted? I suggest the sides since that is
where the less pain is located at.”
“No, why don’t you place it right in the center. That way it
would provide the most..... effective results.”
Goku’s eyes were as widen as the needle tip gleamed in
the sunlight. Vegeta lifted the hospital gown so the nurse
can make a small dot with the marker on where her
target should be. The needle came closer, and closer.
Sweat began to pore from Goku’s temples as Vegeta
closed his eyes and began to lightly hum to himself.
“NOOOOO!!! I CAN’T TAKE IT!!”
*BOOM* Went a noise. Vegeta opened his eyes and
smiled. The imprint of a man’s body was lamented in the
wall.
“Heh heh, that should keep him out for a while,” he
grinned delightfully to himself. “Mr.Vegeta, do you still
want the needle to go through the center of your
stomach?” she asked. Vegeta shifted his eyes as the
sound of more walls being ran through echoed throughout
the building.
“Nah, just give me the pill and I’ll be fine,” he replied as
the nurse placed the needle away, got out a bottle, and
pored out two capsules.
DAY THREE
Back at the Capsule Corps building.....
“I still can’t believe how thin you are, Bulma. Its like you
just given birth or somethin’. More ice tea, Chi Chi?”
asked Mrs.Briefs as she held the pot.
“No thanks,” she replied as she held her hand up. “So
Bulma, are you saying it’s possible for us to have a
Saiyan child naturally? “
“Sure is. But I suggest you do the procedure before
hand. I can’t sleep with the thought that I placed my
baby in Vegeta’s stomach.”
“Well. At least all that pride is what will keep the baby
alive,” replied Chi Chi. “What do you mean?”
“Well think about it, do you think the great prince of
saiyans, would let word that he let one of his own die
within him?”
“Yeah, good point. Heh heh, you know what? I always
wonder... will me and Vegeta, be together... forever? We
aren’t exactly of the same blood. Wish he would tell me
he loved me, once in a while.”
“Same here, but I always wonder if Goku.... and I.... will
grow old together. You know. Ever since he died and
came back or when we thought he was dead on
Namek... I’m always afraid I would lose him. But then
again.... could you imagine what would life be like....”
50 years..... Chi Chi’s Fantasy....... In some retirement
home....
A little girl with her hair all whirled up in a black cream
puff manner walked in. An old woman with grayish
lavender hair walked towards her and hugged her.
“Hello Grandma Bulma, I brought you some prewty
flowers,” she smiled.
“Ahh that’s so sweet of you Vejita. How come your
brother Vegeta III. isn’t here?”
“Oh, big brother went up and had to help GokuIV save
the world again. Don’t worry. They said they should be
back by supper time.”
*sigh* “I hope so. you know your father becomes quite
upset if he doesn’t get to have dinner on time......”
“WOMAN!!! DAG NABBET!! WHERE’S MY STRAINED
CARROTS AT!?!!!” shouted a high pitched voice.
“.... unfortunately its even worse for your grandfather,”
she muttered as little Vejita giggled. The two walked
inside another room where a bald old man with wide
glasses sat at a table, wearing a bib. A raven haired
woman, apparently was feeding him.
“Now now Krillan. Open up so the choo choo can enter
the tunnel. Oh? Why Chi Chi. Its so good to see you
after all these years. How’s Goku?”
“Oh he’s just all fine and dandy. Just as long as he has
Pokemon Fuscia and Beige, he’ll be all right.”
“WOMAN!!! BRING ME MY DINNER!!!HOW WILL I
BECOME STRONGER THEN THAT BAKA, KAKOROT
IF YOU WASTE YOUR TIME JIBBER JABBERING!?!”
shouted Vegeta.
“Oh for the love of.... I still can’t believe he’s still trying to
outdo Goku. The only move he has left is to whack him
on the head with his cane.”
“CHI CHI!!! HURRY!!! I NEED ANOTHER SET OF
BATTERIES SO I CAN SAVE THE GAME FROM
WHERE I CAUGHT MURAIPUFF!!!” shouted Goku.
“BULMA!!!!! CAN YOU HAND ME THE REMOTE!! I
DROPPED IT IN THE SOFA AGAIN!!” Tien complained.
“Chi Chi, can I have more pureed rice?” asked Krillan.
“CHI CHI!!! MY BED PAN IS OVERFILLING AGAIN!!”
cried Piccolo.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The two women gasped at the horrible vision.
“I hope they don’t turn into a bunch of Z-Babies when
they grow old,” muttered Chi Chi as she shuttered at the
thought.
DAY FOUR
Freeza’s third cousin twice removed soared through the
air. The lab had to be here somewhere. His fuschia eyes
rummaged through the area.
“THERE IT IS!!” he shouted as he quickly dropped
altitude and landed in the dense mountain scape. He
walked over towards the door and gave it a brief knock.
An eye panel slid open.
“Are you Freeza’s Third Cousin Twice Removed?” asked
the old man as his eyes narrowed.
“I am.”
“Come in. We can discuss business there,” he spoke as
he opened the large, metal plated door. Dr.Gero carefully
held the torch as Freeza’s third cousin twice removed
walked through.
“Oh, by the way, why are you carrying that thing. I mean,
the light switches are right over there?” he asked.
“Eh, gives it a more haunting atmosphere and makes me
look more scarier,” he replied as they descended down
the.... um....escalator.
Freeza’sTCTR turned his head towards an odd machine.
“Is that what the child is for?” he asked as he stared at
the various forms of lasers that pointed towards a chair.
“It is. It will be my greatest masterpiece I have ever
conceived. It fascinates me at the kind of tools your race
uses. Never in a million years would I be able to create
something quite like this. Now, what else was it that you
needed?” asked Dr. Gero as he pulled out a cigar and lit
it.
“I CAN TELL YOU THAT!! I NEED SOMETHING MORE
RELIABLE TO DESTROY GOKU THEN MY IDIOT
COUSIN HERE!!” shouted Freeza from the next
dimension.
“Uhh, Freeza said he wanted somemore help in killing
Goku so no one can stop me from kidnapping the child
when it is conceived,” replied Freeza’s TCTR as he
turned towards Gero. Gero closed his eyes as he placed
his hands behind his back.
“I may have something that might pique your interest.
You may use it in anyway you please as long as its
used to kill Goku. Its sleek body resembled the human
model but without the skin. “Its name is #17 Beta. I have
another just like it along with a female version. This way I
will get to see how well my androids will fair and any
modifications needed to make them the perfect
assassins,” laughed Dr.Gero as he pressed a few
buttons.
Its eyes glowed a bright red as the its engines slowly
began to hum.
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Dende and Cargo: *sigh*
Narrator: Gee, what’s wrong Chibi Dende and Cargo
Dende and Cargo: *sigh* WE’RE SICK OF THESE
DUBS;THEY JUST PLAIN SUCK!!
Cargo: Krillan sounds like he has a nasal problem
Dende: and they cut out all the blood and gore.
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Episodes
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Later....
Dende: WHOA!! SO THAT’S HOW YAMCHA GOT THAT
HOLE IN HIS STOMACH!!!
Cargo: I don’t see nothing wrong with his foot. Why the
hell did they put a rock by his toe.
Cargo and Dende: THANKS NARRATOR!!!
Narrator: Yes Subbed. All kids love Subs.
Chorus: (authour note: sung to “LOG” from Ren and
Stimpy)
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that shows gore and guts
but what censorship won’t allow
Buy them on the net
Each separate or set,
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Edited, I think not
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Narrator: Batteries not included.
*Do do do do do do do*
and now back to the 9 Months Saga......
DAY FIVE
The day broke as Vegeta laid in the hospital bed. Five
days..... five days since he had to spend every single
minute.... with him...... look at him. Sleeping peacefully.
He could be out training in the Gravity Room but instead
is forced to put up with his constant bickering....is he
waking up?
“Hey Vegeta?”
“What is it now, Kakorot!?!”
“Do you miss, Bulma?”
“Why do you want to know?”
“Cause I miss Chi Chi.”
“Why!?! You’ve been away from her, for about one and a
half years at one time. Why do you miss her now?”
“I’ve always missed her. Even during those times, I
missed her. I never showed it. I couldn’t or Freeza would
know how much I care about my family and attempt to
go after them. You’d be surprised how much your
family’s gonna turn you around. You’ll find that they will
become your only strength, when hope is gone and the
odds are against you, and you realize you must fight for
them and only them.”
“Kakorot?”
“Yes, Vegeta?”
“That was the most retarded quote I have ever heard.”
“Yeah, you’re right. Man I’ve been reading too much
Reader’s Digest.” Vegeta widen his eyes a bit.
“You know how to read?”
“Oh yeah,I’m working on “War and Peace”.... maybe a bit
of old Greek manuscripts. My favorite book is anything
by Dr.Suess. Especially “Hop on Pop” and ‘How the
Grinch stole Christmas’.” Vegeta sighed.
“Just when I thought there was something, more then
air... wait a second.... what was that!?!” asked Vegeta as
he grabs a bar to help pull himself forward. Goku turned
as he hopped out of bed, quickly pulling off the various
equipment hooked on him. His breath was silent as a
smooth humming was heard. Goku began to power up an
energy ball as the humming grew louder and louder.
*BOOM* A hand shot right through the wall and grabbed
Goku by the throat. His fingers tensed as desperately
tried to free himself. Vegeta quickly powered up his own
ki blast and shot at the hand, severing it from its owner.
It then pulled out the rest of its wrist and appeared from
the window. Its sleek metal glistened against its the sun.
Its eyes met up with Vegeta’s.
*Target identified:..........
NAME:Vegeta
RACE: Saiyan
ORDERS:Do not harm until specimen has been
taken.
With that, #17 beta motioned over towards Goku who laid
on the floor, as he pulled the dissected hand off.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!! FIGHT ME DAMN IT!!! JUST
BECAUSE I’M PREGNANT DOESN’T MEAN YOU
MUST IGNORE ME!!” shouted Vegeta. The android
scanned Goku.
NAME: Goku
AGE: 35
IQ: ....... not applicable
Orders: Destroy at will.
Goku looked as several Missiles began to pull out of the
android an point at him.
“Uh oh, this is gonna hurt,’ he replied as they all shot at
him at once and knocked him out the window. Goku
fell.... the air seemed as if it was rising, then a miracle
happened.
“GOTCHA!!” Goku turned and saw Piccolo holding him
by the end of his gown.
“Hey Piccolo. Wow, how did you get to me so fast?” he
asked.
“Eh, I read the first draft of this story,” he replied as
he turned towards the sleek machine.
It narrowed its eyes.
NAME: Piccolo.
RACE: Namek
Preferred choice of chewing gum: Juicy Fruit
ORDERS: Kill him anyway and turn into matching
luggage.
“Yeah, I thought you would try something like that,”
smirked Piccolo as he read what it was planning from my
first dr***....hold on..how the hell did he grab a copy of
it!?! Piccolo turned towards the android and flew straight
into the android. With the blink of an eye, tore out several
wires from its chest cavity. It twitched, as sparks flew
from the long copper tips with a dazzling aurora. Its red
eyes blinked as its memory began to scramble beyond
identification. Finally, it crumbled down upon its knee
joints and the lights that once buzzed all round began to
fade into a nothingness.
Goku slowly shook his head from the impact as he
watched the nursing Vegeta repeatedly kick the bot.
“YOU STUPID TIN CAN!! WHY DIDN’T YOU FIGHT ME!!!
HOW DARE YOU REFUSED TO ATTACK ME, THE
GREAT PRINCE OF SAIYANS, AND GO AFTER A
PATHETIC THIRD CLASS SOLDER!?!” he shouted as he
placed his hands on his hips. All of a sudden, he
clutched his stomach.
“VEGETA!! ARE YOU ALL RIGHT!!” screamed Goku as
he ran towards him.
“Jesus, no wonder that woman wanted me to hold this
thing. I can already feel it shooting ki blasts inside me.
He said as Goku watch his stomach brighten from the
energy of the Ki blasts to the point where he could see
the baby as if a mere veil of silk was placed on top of it.
Vegeta floated back to the hospital. He was deeply
surprised at how much energy this little brat was sapping
out of him. He needed something to eat. Goku was to
follow him as well, but a familiar green clawed hand
grabbed his shoulder.
“Did you see that?” mumbled Piccolo.
“Yeah, Trunks, is gonna be pretty powerful when he gets
older.”
“Exactly. But why did the android go after you
instead of Vegeta. You HEARD what he said. That
child is sapping his ki, making Vegeta very weak.
That cyborg had the chance but went after you as if
avoiding Vegeta completely.”
“Are you saying that walking toaster didn’t want Vegeta
touched? Weird.”
“I will be watching this hospital to insure no more
attacks happen while you and Vegeta are in your
*cough* condition.”
“Thanks.”
“Don’t mention it. Just insure Vegeta gets some
good sleep so that baby won’t come into the world
with a bad temper.”
“Heh heh, don’t mention it,” he replied as Piccolo pulled
him back into his room.
DAY SIX
Dr. Gero examined his results.
“Five Minutes!?! My life’s work..... lasted only FIVE
minutes against a some Cabbage man named after a
flute!?!” he cried as his fingers began to wrinkle the piece
of paper.
“So the bot, was a complete failure. We’re the bad guys,
we’re suppose to lose,” replied Freeza’s Third Cousin
Twice Removed as he folded his arms and leaned
against the doorway. “Besides, like you said, at least
now you can get rid of some of the flaws that were
encompasses in the Beta version. Dr.Gero turned his
aged head towards him.
“You’re right. The first thing I want out, is these energy
absorbers and just replace the blasted generator with an
eternal battery.” Dr. Gero quickly moved towards his two
sleeping androids as he began to unscrew their panels
and place an item inside.
“WHOA, IS THAT A BOMB!?!”
Dr.Gero turned towards his paled faced friend.
“Of course its a bomb. I don’t think it would help if I
placed an alarm clock inside them.”
“But....... why?”
“Because..... if for some odd reason, after all the
adjustments I make on these two, that they are unable to
beat Goku. Then I’ll merely blow him up and everyone
within a five mile radius.”
“Man, no wonder Cousin Freezy wanted to have you help
me execute his plan.”
“Cousin Freezy? HAH HAH HA!!” “My god, no wonder,
Vegeta’s brat turned you into sushi!!” laughed the Ginyu
Force from the next Dimension.
“GAH!! WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU NOT TO USE MY
HIGH SCHOOL NICK NAME IN PUBLIC!?!” shouted
Freeza as his face began to glow bright red.
“Sorry, it just.... slipped,” muttered Freeza’s third cousin
twice removed.
“Who are you talking to?” asked Dr.Gero as he adjusted
the controls.
“Oh, just to Freeza from the pits of hell. Not much.”
“Oh okay, just talk more quietly. I need all the
concentration I can....”
“HEY!!! WATCH WHERE YOU PLACE YOUR HANDS
AT!!!” shouted #18 as Dr.Gero drops the screwdriver
inside her.
“Gah, now look what you made me do. Damn it, I knew I
should’ve stuck with the your former ‘damsel in distress’
model,” he murmured as he dug the little tool out.
“Oh well, At least I didn’t wind up as ‘fat-ass #19’. ”
replied #18.
“I’m not fat. I’m just pleasantly plump,”
muddled #19.
“Oh please, we had to widen the front door six inches
just to hall ya to the testing range,” mumbled #17 as
Dr.Gero began to remove the absorbers off his hands.
“Dr.Gero, #17 is picking on me. Make him stop!!!!!”
whimpered #19.
“#17.........”
“He’s such a big baby,” spoke #18 as she pushed a lock
of artificial blond hair.
“Am not!!”
“Are too.”
“AM NOT!!”
“ARE TOO!!”
“WILL YOU TWO HUSH UP!! I feel like I’m baby-sitting
you, rather then reconfiguring you. #19, you and my
upcoming #20 model will be left with the energy
absorbers in case #17 and #18 need the opposition
needs to be weakened.
