You remind me of a saiyan.

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Disclaimer: these two stories are the property of other people, and thus not mine. DBZ is owned by Akira Toriyama, and I think the other is owned by Jim Hensin. I really don't know, I really don't care.




    Vegeta exited his 5-yr. Old son's room in a huff. "If that boy doesn't start showing some respect I'm gonna."

    "Gonna what?" Bulma interrupted. He hadn't noticed her and she had caught him off guard.

    "Gonna. Gonna. Honestly woman, I needn't answer to you!"

    "Oh really?" Bulma asked in a "watch it" sort of way.

    "I'm gonna spank him! Okay, Bulma? Is that better?" Vegeta spat,
irritation evident in his face.

    "Hmmm." Bulma mused and proceeded to walk off.

    "I swear that woman." He then remembered his son's disrespect. "(sigh) Sometimes I just wish goblins would take that kid or something. " He let the matter drop and proceeded to storm off.

     Vegeta stopped short at the sound of glass shattering, a slight scream, then silence. Vegeta realized the noise originated from his son's room and began to run.

    He approached the door and threw it open. Inside it was pitch black. The window's glass lay shattered on the floor. "Trunk's?" Vegeta asked cautiously. "Boy where are you.?!"

    He walked into the center of the room and heard a slight snicker. "Boy come out right now before I get angry!" He saw a slight movement in the corner of his eye. When he turned to look the movement was gone. It was certain now. Vegeta was not happy.  He approached his son's bed where a lump lay beneath the covers. He pulled the covers free of the bed and a small creature leapt up.

    "Booga! Booga! Booga!" The little hairy creature screamed. Vegeta didn't even blink, which perplexed the small individual. Vegeta extended an uncaring palm and extinguished the little fella with a small-contained blast. "What now." He asked himself irritatedly.

    He then began to sense several more small creatures begin to flee in all different directions, but out of sight. "Who the hell are you?" He screamed. "Show yourselves so I can eliminate you... How utterly annoying!" He screamed exasperated. "Where the hell is my son?" At this question a large owl flew in through the broken window and seated itself on Trunk's bedpost. "What the hell?" Was all Vegeta could think to say. The owl looked up at him and with a flash of light morphed into a man. The man was dressed all in black with glitterous gems decorating the attire in a very 80's sorta fashion. Vegeta was dumbfounded. Not at the prospect of the small creatures, or at the owl who turned into a man. He was simply astonished someone could dress so utterly ridiculous.

    "Well Vegeta." The man began. "Congratulations, I've granted your wish."

    "David Bowie?" Vegeta asked confused.

    "I am the goblin king." The man answered.

    "No you're not." Vegeta argued. "Your David Bowie."

    The man seemed to grow as annoyed as Vegeta at this. "I. Am the Goblin King." He corrected.

    "Yes, yes, David Bowie, but what have you done with my son?"

    "Hadn't I answered "your wish" already?"

    "What are you talking about?" Vegeta was ten seconds short of eliminating this guy.

    "I said your wish has been granted." The Goblin King repeated.

    "What the hell wish might that have been?"

    "You wished that Goblins would take you son." The king reminded.

    "You fool, I was only venting frustration, not making a wish."

    "You did say 'I Wish.'" The Goblin King raised a smirk.

    "You have about half a second to return him, David Bowie!" Vegeta threatened.

    "My. You're no fun at all." The King answered his threat."Follow me." He ushered Vegeta out the broken window. Vegeta was impressed. There where his back yard had once been was a large maze with a huge palace sticking up out of the center. "That's my lair." The goblin King said. " You have twelve hours to find your way through my labyrinth after which your son will be turned into one of us.

    "What the hell are you talking about?" Vegeta was a mask of fury.

    "Twelve hours." The king repeated and then vanished.

    "Come back here. Bowie, you fool, you don't know who your messing with." Vegeta held his fist in the air. He looked after, and moments passed. No one appeared before him. "Twelve hours huh? Simpleton."

    Vegeta began to descend down the large hill he was situated on and enter into the outer area of the Labyrinth. He began to look around and located a small fat man pissing in a pond. "You there!" Vegeta called out. "Where's the damn door?"

    "What door?" The man asked in a raspy voice.

    "The door to the Labyrinth you fool!"

    "What about it?"  The man asked. Vegeta was peaking in anger.

    "Never mind you worthless wart!" Vegeta held out his palm and called forth a blue ball of chi. He sent it out at the small man and watched as his form was vaporized by the powerful blast. "Serves you right, you troll." Vegeta remarked. He looked down the expanse of the wall and couldn't find any sort of entrance. "What. Just what am I doing?" He asked exasperated. He shot up into the sky and looked down over the Labyrinth. "Try and make a fool of me." He snorted.

    He then flew over the labyrinth's expanse noting all the various traps and dead-ends. He then reached the outside of the palace and found a window. He proceeded to fly in through the window and land into a room filled with goblins. The goblins began to scream and flee in all directions. Vegeta lifted his hand up and summoned forth several chi balls in which he began to extinguish goblin after goblin. He then located the Goblin King holding Trunks in his lap.

    "It's not possible!" The king cried.

   Vegeta wrapped up on his critter baking and walked through the room passing by all the smoldering masses of goblins he had managed to cook. He turned his nose up at the foul stench and approached the now cowering King. "Trunks, come here!" Vegeta ordered. "Trunks hopped out of the goblin Kings arms and next to his fathers side. "Perhaps now, David Bowie, you have something to say about taking my boy?"

     "Uh. You remind me of a babe?" He whimpered.

     "You remind me of a corpse." Vegeta answered. He clasped both his hands together and they began to part as a small ball began to take form. He raised the ball in his right hand and tthrust it into the floor. The ball burrowed it's way through the center of the castle until it hit bottom and exploded in a gigantic blast causing the entire castle to simply vanish. Trunks and Vegeta watched from the air as the castle faded from existence. Once it was completely gone, they felt themselves pulled from the labyrinths world and back to earth.

    Vegeta now stood face to face with his boy in his room. His son looked up into his eyes curiously and Vegeta seemed to sense the question.

    "Tell your mother about this and I'll tell her how it was you who destroyed her favorite c-15 capsule corp. cycle." Vegeta threatened. Trunk's eyes widened and he shook his head in confirmation. "Good boy. Now go get washed up. I'm betting your mother's about ready to serve us dinner. Trunk's scurried off and out the door. Vegeta sighed still slightly annoyed. "I hate days like
these!" He shook his head and exited out after his son.


This was inspired by god knows what. But I figured "what the hey!" And went ahead and did it. If you want to tell me what you think of it or me, go right on ahead. Email me at coldmatrix@hotmail.com.

Greg Housley

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