The Call

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of the characters. I just wrote a story about them. Enjoy!


Part 4 recap: "Let's go directly to my house for the Dragon Radar!"

As they left the doctor sighed with relief, but pales again when ChiChi sticks her head back into his lab and casually mentions:

"Don't think you're off the hook!" and walks away.

Now on with part 5:


When the two women arrive at Bulma's house, it took them a while to actually find the radar. "C'mon Bulma! I want my Goku back, NOW!"

"If I were you, I would stop yelling at me because I don't have to do this for you ya know!"

"I know. I 'm sorry. We should get Gohan to help us. We would find them faster that way." As they were walking out of the house, they ran into Vegeta (literally).

"Where are you going, woman?"

"Like that's any of your business!"

"We're going to get the Dragonballs to wish Goku back to normal." ChiChi cut in.

"I'm going to come too. I'm getting bored without someone worthy to spar with."

"Well, we were just going to get Gohan." Bulma said as they were walking to the car. "Get in."

"You know I can fly faster than this piece of junk."

"Well if you can, why are you still here?" Bulma yelled back.

"Excuse me, but we don't have time for this! Vegeta go to my house and get Gohan and meet us where ever the first Dragonball is." They all leave in two different directions. A little while later in the plains, Bulma and ChiChi had found the first Dragonball and Vegeta and Gohan had come back with two more.

"We're making good progress! Three balls in an hour!" exclaimed Bulma.

"Yeah, but not fast enough. I can't take this not being with a normal Goku and what if some alien comes before he's normal again?" said a very worried ChiChi.

"You know I'm still around? The prince of the Saiyans..."

"Oh, we know. You seem to not let us forget." Interrupted Bulma.

"No matter how much we want to." Added ChiChi under her breath.

"Why are we waiting around here talking? Get a move on! The next two are in the desert and in the forest!" (They have a new advanced radar that tells you the terrain it's in also.) After they recovered five, they all got hungry do they stopped at a McDonald's in Satan City. 30 minutes and 50 Big Macs later they were on their way again. They last two were soon found (One in a farmers' field, the other in the mountains.).

"Oh mighty Shenlong, please appear so that you can grant our wish." Bulma shouted. There was a bright flash and the drgaon appeared.

"I am Shenlong."

"We know, we know! Duh!" shouted ChiChi.

"Shhh" said Bulma.

"Please tell me your wish so I can grant it and get back to my my slumber."

"Don't you ever get tired of saying that?" Bulma asked.

"Bulma! Shenlong I would like Son Goku to be his normal self again. The way he was before I got that phone call three days ago."

"Are you sure?" asked Shenlong.

"Of course I'm sure! Why do you ask?"

"If I were you, I would at least say he would have 50% more brain power than before." Shenlong said.

"Go for it ChiChi!" Bulma shouted.

"No, no that's okay. I liked the old, slow Goku just fine. In fact, he's actually working at normal."

"You're kidding! Kakarott, that baka?"

"Can we just get back to the task at hand?" Gohan asked. "I mean, I liked Dad the old way too and besides, I want to go home!"

"Fine. Shenlong, grant my wish. I want Son Goku to be back to his normal self. The way he was before I got that phone call 3 days ago."

"Your wish we be granted."


About and hour later....

"Goku, are you home? Ahhhhh!" ChiChi screamed. Goku was inside reading a paper and drinking coffee.

"What ChiChi? Why did you just scream?" he looked up.

"What are you doing and what are you drinking?"

"Oh, I'm just scanning the paper for tournaments to enter and drinking some soda. Why?"

ChiChi sighed with relief. "Nevermind." She then heard a knock on the door. When she answered it, she gasped slightly.

"Hello. Is Mr. Son at home?"

"No, no. Go away!!" she slammed the door in his face.

"What did I do?" the man wondered. "All I wanted to know if he would be interested in taking a survey!"

THE END