Bulma T1 strode out of the healing chamber room, smacking the air with her towel like she had just fought the machine herself.
"Alright! He's stable. Out of danger — but he needs a couple hours."
The tension in the courtyard softened. Future Bulma was the first to step forward, brushing her hair back with that calm, sharp scientist-face she always wore when she was planning something big.
"Well," she began, "how about we explore this place? This whole planet. After all, this Earth is technically new for most of you. Things look similar, sure, but that's exactly the issue — 'similar,' not identical. We need to investigate."
A scattered reaction hit the crowd.
Most fighters shrugged. Some crossed their arms. A few, surprisingly, actually perked up.
Goku T1 raised a hand. "Hey, that's a good idea! There's so many places I haven't visited in forever."
Vegito stretched his neck, smirking. "Yeah… that would be quite fun."
Vegeta T1 clicked his tongue. "Tch. You think most of those blood-headed idiots want family exploration time?"
Future Trunks pointed his thumb toward the Saiyan-timeline group. "Yeah, I barely trust any of those guys."
Future Gohan gave him a sarcastic glance. "You want to talk about trust? What about them?"He pointed at Turles and his entire space-pirate squad, who immediately pretended they hadn't been listening.
Piccolo looked over the crowd. "If we're really doing this, we need to decide who goes with who. Otherwise someone dies, or someone kills someone."
Before anyone could answer, Vegeta T5 — the ruthless Saiyan-timeline version — snarled loudly enough for everyone to hear:
"Who said we want to go with you? We're free. We don't need permission to walk a planet."
Vegito flicked a small ki spark off his fingers."Eh… not really. And relax, it's just exploration. Think of it like scouting the battlefield. Maybe you'll even find something fun to punch out there."
Bulma T1 clapped her hands once. "Good! Now — about your question, Piccolo — I have the perfect solution."
Future Bulma mirrored her with a grin. "Randomizer."
Bulma T2 did a little hop. "Already done! Brought the holo-randomizer right here!"
A projector popped open, glowing bright blue, the screen large enough that even the Saiyan-timeline brutes stopped arguing to watch.
Future Bulma dramatically waved her hand.
"Everyone gets grouped. No arguing. No swapping. Fate decides."
Gohan T1 muttered, "This is gonna be hilarious."
Bulma T1 pressed the screen.
TEAM SELECTION: BEGIN.
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Vegito T2, Chiaotzu T9, Raditz T5, Bulma T1
**Destination: MUSHROOM FOREST**
Raditz Burst out
**Raditz T5:**
"NO. Absolutely not. I refuse. I refuse this WHOLE arrangement."
Bulma T1 put a hand on her hip.
"Okay rude, first of all."
Chiaotzu T9 tilted his head.
"Hi…"
Vegito scanned the lineup and pinched the bridge of his nose.
**Vegito:**
"…I swear the randomizer hates me personally."
Raditz gestured frantically at Vegito.
"WHY am I with HIM?! This Mutant of pure arrogance"
Bulma tapped her scouter-glasses.
"Well, technically, statistically, you're safer standing next to him than in front of him."
Raditz blinked. "How is that comforting?!"
Chiaotzu floated upward.
"We're going to a forest… of mushrooms?"
Bulma's face lit up.
"Oooh, Mushroom Forest! The one with giant fungi the size of buildings! This is going to be SO CUTE!"
Raditz stepped back like she had spoken a death sentence.
"Cute?! what is up with this woman!"
Vegito sighed deeply.
"Look. Let's just get this over with. Mushroom Forest is harmless if you don't touch anything."
Bulma: "We're touching EVERYTHING."
Vegito: "That sounded quite weird."
Chiaotzu: "I wanna sit on a mushroom."
Raditz: "I want to leave this place."
Vegito clapped once.
"Alright. One genius, one psychic bean, one depressed space pirate, and me. Sure. Fine. Let's go."
Raditz screamed into his hands.
Team 2
Piccolo T1, Yamcha T1, Pan T1, Nappa T5
**Destination: WEST CITY COLLEGE**
This might have been the most cursed combination of energy in the entire random draw.
Pan's eyes widened the second she saw the group.
**Pan T1:**
"Wait. WAIT. Why am I stuck with this squad of uncles?!"
Yamcha frowned.
"Uncles?! I'm not that old…"
Piccolo slowly, painfully closed his eyes.
"A college… I'm going to a COLLEGE… with Nappa."
Nappa puffed out his chest proudly.
"Higher learning! I'm READY!"
Piccolo stared at him, absolutely horrified.
Pan folded her arms.
"Why are WE the ones going to school?"
Yamcha grinned.
"Relax, Pan. Colleges aren't that bad. You might learn something!"
Nappa slapped Yamcha's back so hard he almost died.
"AND I get to show these Earth kids what REAL strength looks like!"
Pan glared.
"No, you're NOT beating up college students—"
Nappa interrupted loudly:
"I NEVER SAID I WOULDN'T."
Piccolo T1 finally spoke in his low, deadpan voice.
"I swear… if ANYONE in this team destroys even one classroom, I'm dropping you off the roof."
Yamcha raised an eyebrow.
"All of us?"
Piccolo:
"Yea, Also no baseball."
Pan groaned.
"Why couldn't I get a cool team?! I got 'Dad's Best Friend,' 'Old Green Uncle,' and… *him.*"
Nappa smiled proudly.
"That's right. HIM."
Piccolo straightened his cape.
"…Let's just get this academic disaster over with."
Team 3
Future Gohan T1, Krillin T9, Future Bulma, Bido
**Destination: VODKA'S FORTRESS**
The second their names appeared on the screen:
Future Gohan rubbed his face.
"…Of course. Of COURSE I get stuck with bido and Krillin."
Krillin T9 blinked.
"Hey! I'm normal!"
Future Bulma patted his shoulder.
"You're statistically normal. Emotionally? No comment."
Bido crossed his arms with a deep villain grunt.
"You dare speak down to a soldier of Bojack's crew?!"
Krillin jumped behind Future Gohan instantly.
"Ah—okay yes I do! Absolutely!"
Future Gohan held out an arm to keep the peace.
"Okay, okay everybody calm down. Bido, Krillin would smash you like a fly."
Bido snorted.
"Ahahahah."
Future Bulma looked at the screen again.
"Vodka's Fortress… that place is crawling with traps. Mechanical traps. Probably outdated, broken, or very explosive."
Krillin's face drained of color.
"Traps?!"
Future Bulma grinned.
"Oh relax. It'll be fun. Think of it as a trust exercise."
Future Gohan:
"We don't trust each other."
Future Bulma:
"Exactly why it's a great exercise."
Bido slammed a fist into his palm, smirking.
"Vodka's Fortress. Good. I've been meaning to destroy something today."
Krillin shook his head rapidly.
"No destroying! None! Zero! Nada!"
Future Gohan placed a hand on Krillin's shoulder.
"I'll make sure he only destroys the fortress."
Krillin:
"That does NOT make me feel better!"
Future Bulma smiled wickedly.
"Too late to complain~"
Krillin groaned into his palms.
"This is the worst day of my life…after frieza"
Bido laughed.
---
Team 4
Super Android 17 (merged), King Vegeta T5, Goten T1, Piccolo T7
**Destination: FIRE MOUNTAIN**
The moment the team list finalized, Goten leaned forward, squinting at the screen.
**Goten:**
"Uh… why am I with two scary guys and a king?"
Piccolo T7 glanced down at him.
"You're with *one* green guy. And one android."
Super Android 17 cracked his neck lazily.
"Fire Mountain, huh? Sounds hot."
King Vegeta T5 scoffed loudly.
"A volcanic wasteland. I like placas like that."
Goten raised his hand.
"Is Fire Mountain dangerous?"
17 shrugged.
"Only if you can't regenerate, fly, or tank lava."
Goten:
"…I can fly?"
Piccolo T7 folded his arms.
"You'll be fine. Probably."
King Vegeta turned to 17.
"You. Machine. Do not slow me down."
17 smirked.
"I don't take orders from dead monarchs."
The air instantly thickened.
Piccolo T7 stepped between them without moving.
"If you two start measuring egos, I will personally show the Gap in Power here."
King Vegeta's eye twitched.
"Bold words."
Goten tugged Piccolo's cape.
"Can I stay near you?"
Piccolo sighed.
"Yes."
17 chuckled.
"This kid's smarter than he looks."
King Vegeta snorted.
"Weak, but observant."
Goten frowned.
"Wanna Go?."
King Vegeta veins popped.
---
Team 5
**Bulma T2:**
"…Why is Slug with a CHILD."
Bra T2 crossed her arms.
"Hey! I can handle myself."
Tien T9 rubbed his chin.
"The Sacred Land of Korin is… peaceful."
Slug laughed.
"Good. Peaceful places turn into the worst by hands"
Bulma T2 shot him a death glare.
"You will NOT touch anything sacred."
Slug leaned down slightly.
"Or what, woman?"
Tien stepped forward calmly.
"Or you answer to me."
Slug's grin widened.
"Big words for a 3 eyed human."
Bra sighed.
"Why do I feel like I'm the adult here."
Bulma T2 knelt beside Bra.
"Stick close to me. If he tries anything weird, I'll zap him."
Slug cracked his neck.
"Zapping tickles."
Tien closed his third eye.
"I Will for sure Fight today."
Slug smiled wider.
"Oh, I definitely will."
---
Android 18 (merged), Rosan T5, Trunks T1, Yajirobe T1
**Destination: OOLONG'S MANSION**
The second the destination appeared, 18 stared at the screen.
**18:**
"…A mansion."
Rosan laughed loudly.
"Luxurious! I approve."
Trunks looked confused.
"Isn't that… Oolong's house?"
Yajirobe's eyes lit up.
"Does he have food?"
18 sighed.
"Of course this is my team."
Rosan stretched his arms.
"So we're raiding a rich pig's palace?"
Trunks snapped.
"No! We're not raiding anything!"
Yajirobe leaned toward Trunks.
"Just checking— does raiding include snacks?"
18 pinched her nose.
"We are NOT stealing."
Rosan grinned.
"Then what's the point of a mansion?"
Trunks glared at him.
"The point is Exploring!"
Rosan shrugged.
"Boring."
Yajirobe nodded.
"Yeah but if the fridge is full—"
18 shot them with a stare
"…I swear," she said, "if either of you touches anything expensive, I'm selling your organs."
Rosan laughed.
"Threats already?."
Trunks groaned.
"I should've stayed in the future…"
Goku T1 · Kami (merged) · Turles · Gohan T1
**Destination: Gizard Wasteland**
Gohan was the first to notice. He looked up at Goku, then at Turles, then back at the location.
"Gizard… Wasteland?" he asked carefully. "That place is… dead, right?"
Turles smirked, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "Dead places are honest. Nothing pretending to be what it isn't."
Goku scratched the back of his head. "Huh. I thought it was just a desert with big rock bugs."
Kami didn't react immediately. His eyes lingered on the name *Turles* longer than on the destination.
"Wastelands," Kami said at last, "are often created, not born."
Turles turned toward him slowly. "And Warriors usually have something to do with that."
Goku stepped in instinctively, sensing the weight rising. "Hey, we're just checking things out. No need to get tense."
Turles looked at Goku for a long moment. "You really are like that, aren't you."
Gohan frowned. "Like what?"
"Unbothered by history," Turles replied. "By consequences."
Kami folded his hands inside his sleeves. "Consequences exist whether you acknowledge them or not."
Goku smiled awkwardly. "I acknowledge them! I just… don't think about them all the time."
Gohan shifted his stance, uncomfortable. "Dad, this team is… weird."
Turles laughed quietly. "Got instincts huh."
Kami turned to Gohan, voice softer. "You'll be safe. But you should watch carefully. Places like Gizard reflect the ones who walk through them."
Gohan swallowed. "That doesn't make me feel better."
Goku clapped his hands once, a little too loudly. "Well! We'll take it slow. No fighting unless we have to. Right, Turles?"
Turles shrugged. "Depends what the land asks for."
Goku didn't push. For once, he knew better.
Future Trunks · Uub T1 · Dende (fused adult) · Goten T2
**Destination: Central City**
The screen changed again.
Future Trunks let out a slow breath when he saw *Central City*.
"…Okay. That's manageable."
Goten leaned forward. "Really? That's like… buildings and people and stuff."
Uub tilted his head. "Is that bad?"
Dende smiled gently. "Cities carry many emotions. Fear, hope, ambition. They can be overwhelming."
Trunks nodded. "In my timeline, Central City didn't last."
Goten went quiet. "Oh."
Uub looked between them. "So… what do we do there?"
Dende folded his hands. "Observe. Help where we can. Learn how this world lives."
Goten scratched his cheek. "That sounds kind of boring."
Trunks glanced at him. "It won't be. Cities always reveal something if you stay long enough."
Goten looked at the screen again. "I've never really been to a city without… something exploding."
Uub hesitated. "Is… that normal?"
Trunks gave a small, humorless smile. "For us? Unfortunately."
Dende stepped closer to Uub. "This will be good for you. You'll see people who don't know about ki, or timelines, or destruction."
Uub nodded slowly. "I want that."
Goten looked at him, surprised. "Really?"
Uub's voice was quiet. "I don't want to be afraid of normal things forever."
Trunks watched him carefully, something like respect forming.
"…Then Central City is a good start."
Vegeta T1 · Marron · Mr. Satan (merged, younger) · Yamcha T9
**Destination: Pirate Cave**
The moment the destination appeared, Vegeta didn't react.
That alone made everyone else uneasy.
Yamcha blinked. "A pirate cave?"
Mr. Satan squinted at the screen. "Is this… is this safe?"
Marron looked up at Vegeta. "Uncle Vegeta?"
Vegeta finally spoke. "This is stupid."
Yamcha exhaled. "Thank you. Finally, someone agrees with me."
Vegeta turned on him. "Not you. This entire assignment."
Mr. Satan cleared his throat. "Now, hold on. Pirates are criminals. Criminals fear *me*."
Yamcha stared. "Do they?"
Marron frowned. "Why am I here?"
Vegeta looked down at her. His voice softened, just slightly. "Because someone decided chaos equals balance."
Yamcha folded his arms. "You know, this might not be that bad. Caves, traps, maybe treasure."
Vegeta shot him a look. "If you say the word 'treasure' again, I'm leaving you behind."
Mr. Satan laughed nervously. "Haha… he's joking, right?"
Marron tugged on Yamcha's sleeve. "Are pirates dangerous?"
Yamcha hesitated. "Uh… sometimes?"
Vegeta stepped forward. "Stay close to me. Both of you."
Yamcha blinked. "Wait— both?"
Vegeta didn't look at him. "You're included. Try not to die."
Mr. Satan puffed out his chest. "I can handle myself!"
Vegeta glanced at him. "You will not."
There was an uncomfortable silence.
Then Marron spoke again, quietly. "I don't like caves."
Vegeta crossed his arms. "Neither do I, But here i go..face your fears kid."