Please let the misery end...

Their vacation was an overall disaster, you're typical Dragonball Z gang outing. It had been a week since all the characters involved returned to wherever the hell they came from and lived out their lives in peace (that is until a new enemy shows up). 18 was running around Kame House trying to gather belongings up and clean before Master Roshi came back from the hospital.

Yamcha had been arrested for suspicion of drug trafficing and male prostitution while they had been away. He had to stay in jail overnight and it had turned out that Chiaotzu had attempted to frame Tenshinhan for a liquor store robbery, but was caught and ended up in the same cell. Eventually a fight broke out when Chiaotzu made a reference to 'soap-on-a-rope'. Yamcha ended up with the living hell beat out of him. Nothing a few IV's and organ transplants wouldn't fix. 18 glanced out the window while picking up the magazine's scattered on the floor. She still felt like she was forgetting something.

"Marron?"

The little girl came bouncing into the living room.

"Yes?"

"Did you clean upstairs like I asked you to?"

"Yep! Can I go outside now?"

"Yeah."

Marron rushed out the door to run around the small island. 18 tapped her manicured finger on her arm. She glanced into the mudroom. Krillin had left his shoes there again.

"Humph! Krillin! You left your shoes in here!!!!"

Silence. 18 walked outside.

"Marron!?"

It was a nice day outside.

"Have you seen your father?"

"GAH! Erm......"