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Saga 15
Dispersing
In Space

“Hey, this is perfect!” Exclaimed Vegeta. “We are all here together, just like old times.” He explained, looking around at Gohan and The Namek and nodding. Their smiles brightened as well.
“Hey, I have an idea.” Said Gohan. “Vegeta, why don’t you teach Picco- err… The Namek and I Bakuhatsuha?”
“Yeah, that is quite a useful maneuver. I remember when you used it to escape from Earth.” The Namek said, smiling. The two Saiyans looked confused.
“What?” Asked Vegeta. “You were dead! I saw it, Gogeta blew you to hell!” Gohan nodded in agreement.
“Err… umm, I just read the saga on the site.” The Namek said as if it should be obvious.
“What are you talking about Mr. Piccolo?” Asked Gohan unknowingly. “Are you saying somebody is writing about our epic battles while others pull our strings, controlling every single move our 2D, paper imaginary bodies make?”
“Who could do something like that?” Said Vegeta uneasily, and then all 3 of them stared out the screen at Winkeyman. “Was it YOU?!?” They all asked in unison.

Somewhere in Texas

Winkeyman shakes his head. “That was so utterly unnecessary… Sorry everyone.”

On Vegeta

Chibi Goku and Drizzt were just arriving at the King’s training facility. They were chatting easily, immersed in a conversation. They were getting along well, talking about killing, torture, and the other stuff bad Saiyans and coughcoughDrowcoughcough talk about. All of a sudden Drizzt stopped and screamed, “Supercalafragilisticexpialadoshis!”
C. Goku’s evil heart stopped, mid-pump, and a scream emerged from inside. Goku thought it sounder somewhat like: “Oh no! Not you again!”

Elsewhere

“Mwahahahahah” laughed Brolly hysterically. “Soon, I will be strong enough to leave this planet and fight the forces of good!” He was walking up to the gravity chamber with a pair of Sensu Beans in his hand. He set the gravity for X40 and stepped inside.

Elsewhere… again

“Hey what’s up Bardock?” Greeted Goten happily. Bardock looked up, startled.
“Son?” He asked in amazement. “You look just as you did when you were a baby!” Goten shook his head.
“Nope, Granddad. I am Goten, Vegeta’s new protégée/apprentice/friend. We have big plans, but I want to learn Super Final Flash before we start them.” He corrected.
“Really?” Questioned Bardock, perplexed. “Care to let me in on your little plan? I will only train you if you do.”
“Err… In that case, I guess so.” He approved hesitantly. “Me, Vegeta, Drizzt, that new elfish-looking guy, and perhaps The Namek are going on a little business venture. We will take over a lustrous, beautiful planet, and make it into an intergalactic hotel/fortress. We will use it as our base of operations, and charge people fair rates to stay there to train in peace and safety, under our careful security.” Bardock looked amazed.
“How much will it cost?” He asked.
“$5000 if we like you, $7000 if we don’t care about you, and $10,000 if we don’t like you. We will be ten-thousand-airs in no time at all! Mwahahahahahahahahahahaha!”

???

On an unknown planet far from any civilized place, cloaked in darkness, a single, huge building rose over the perpetual gloom. It was more of a castle then a building, with thick stole walls and slits for windows. In a large basement room, two warriors trained under the expert tutelage of Majin Buu. Fists clashed in blinding flashes of energy, roars of pain drowned out those of surprise and victory. A young man would harden under an hour of this kind of intense training. Cell and Super 17 had been doing it for days.

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