"Hi 18!"
The group of females and their children had managed to find their way to the metropolitan Hokey-Pokey area. 18 had met them just on the outskirts of town. A couple of loose goats ran by.
"So where are we off too?" she asked.
"Trunks and I wanna go to an arcade!"
Chichi and Bulma gave their sons some money and watched them run off.
"I WANNA GO TOO!" Bra screeched.
"Oh honey," Bulma started, "wouldn't you rather have a pretty dress?"
"Oh…"
"Hey…" Videl said, "what's that noise?"
The path they had been walking on, led into town.
"It sounds like really loud…"
"…laughter."
"...and then the Arcosian said to the Saiyjin, see, you're getting smarter already!"
"AAAAHAHHAHHAHAHAAAAaaaa…"
Vegeta wiped drunken tears from his eyes after he finished his laughing fit from the joke Piccolo had told him. The prince reached into his pillowcase and pulled out another mango.
"You know Namek, if my mango here had antenna's, I'd have to name it Mangolo…"
More obnoxious laughter erupted from the two hung-over aliens.
"Oh yeah," Piccolo started, "if you were a Mexican food, your name would be Prince Fuh-heet-aaa…" rolling the last part on his tongue.
Vegeta accidentally fell off the side of his stool, dropping his mango. Piccolo laughed at him till his sides hurt. Vegeta's head lolled to the side,
"You daree oppose Pwince Vergeetaa…?"
A weak drunken ki blast came from his palm and hit Piccolo, sprawling him on the floor, but he didn’t seem to mind. He stood up and stumbled over to this woman that had been sitting at a table in the far corner.
"HEY!" Piccolo yelled, "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING WITH MY PURSE?"
The mighty Namek warrior snatched the purse from the frightened earthling and started swinging it around his finger.
"Yoohoo…FUUUHHEETAAAA..? What do you tink? I know it's summer time and everything, but I thought this mauve color would just be smashing with my outfit."
Vegeta had crawled painfully back to his seat.
"Namek, are you trying to kill me? I can barely breath from your humor escapades."
Piccolo threw the purse back to the woman.
"Come on Vegeta, let's get outta here! Let's go terrorize some vendors!"
"What do you think Bra?"
"I like the other one better."
"Hm…"
The women were going from vendor to vendor. So far the obnoxious laughter they had heard so loudly before had dissipated. Chichi stood with Videl and her grand daughter Pan, looking at some jewelry.
"RRRRRAHAHHAHAHAHAHaaa….."
"What in Kami was that?"
A huge commotion appeared outside the Hawaiian bar and grill 'Kilamanjaro Kooking'.
"What's going on?" Chichi cried.
"NANI?"
"IT'S A BIRD!"
"NO! IT'S A PLANE!"
"No, wait a sec, it is a bird…"
"NOOO! WAIT! IT'S PICCOLO AND VEGETA!! WHAT ARE THEY DOING TO THAT GOAT!?"