Super Dragon Ball: Paradise Hysteria

Fruitless Poop-Related Side-Quests

The swirling malicious vortex of Destron Gas made a black and purple tornado of gas that sparkled with electricity. The gaseous configuration began morphing its shape to resemble a muscular colossus with an oval-shaped head. With a potent burst of energy from the Destron Gas monster, it expelled all the Destron Gas and left standing tall a teal-skinned goliath with mean eyes, sharp teeth, and pointy ears. Madness reeked from its glare as it turned its sights toward Penguin Village below, but, before it could fire a single destructive blast, a pair of a peculiar greeting party distracted Destron Garlick Jr.

"Took your sweet time, didn't you?" Trunks said with pouted lips.

"We're ready for you this time!" Videl proclaimed, pushing her arms to the side and preparing for battle.

Snarling, the mindless Destron Gas monster clenched his fists and charged at the pair. Videl and Trunks followed suit, but Destron Garlick vanished in the middle and appeared before both martial artists, slamming his elbows in both their backs. Videl and Trunks grunted in pain before rolling forward in evasive action and getting themselves together. After recovering, they wasted no time before charging once more and taking the fight to the monster.

Videl's relentless flurry of strikes made Destron Garlick take a defensive position and focus on blocking the incoming blows. Meanwhile, Trunks dashed in from behind and extended both his hands, expelling a barrage of tiny Ki blasts from his cupped hands that pelted at Destron Garlick Jr's back and made the monster grumble and stiffen its body up in pain as smoke lingered on its damaged back. Seeing an opening, Videl drop-kicked Garlick Jr. in the face and sent him flying.

"Don't forget it, if we defeat this guy without having dealt with the Destron Gas first, he'll just reform," Videl told Trunks, worried that the young Saiyan might get himself lost in the brawl.

"He's a Destron monster himself. Unless we defeat him, we can't absorb the Destron Gas inside him either," Trunks added as a reminder of why he was so focused on defeating the Destron monster.

"We need to take out the Destron in the air first," Videl noted, looking up at the endless, choking layers of dangerous gas from the Dark Planet.

"Go ahead, I've been wanting to take another swing at this guy myself," Trunks clenched his fists and drew them by his sides, adopting an aggressive fighting stance.

"I should vacuum the gas? Why, because I'm a girl!?" Videl growled at Trunks, who leaned to the side legitimately frightened by this side of his travel companion.

"Th-That's not what I meant!" Trunks threw his hands up but then just sighed and took the capsule case out, hovering above the battle. The young Saiyan pressed the button on a sky-blue capsule and flicked it, unsealing a googly-eyed vacuum cleaner. Grabbing its handle, Trunks flew up as close to the Destron Gas and activated it to draw the Destron Gas in.

"Alright, now I just need to buy the time!" Videl smacked her cheeks and took a brawling stance. She didn't know for how long exactly Trunks would be occupied with the gas, but it wouldn't have hurt to inflict as much hurt on the Destron Gas monster in the meantime as possible.

With a soaring kick, Videl collided with Destron Garlick Jr's massive arm that the monster put up to block her attack. Snarling, he pushed the martial artist aside after she got his full attention and the mindless goliath stopped heeding whatever it was Trunks was doing up there any thought. Garlick Jr. extended his arm, shooting out an ethereal puff of pink smoke from it that materialized a guillotine around Videl. The teen gasped when the blade came rocking down at her, but by lifting her arms up, she caught it just in time before it sliced her clean like a tomato.

This proved to be just a distraction, as Garlick Jr. slammed his shoulder into Videl and flung her flying aside. Roaring, Destron Garlick Jr. charged at Videl, delivering a merciless beatdown with his massive, swollen arms, then kicked the teenaged martial artist aside. A faint crimson light gleamed in Garlick Jr's eyes, sending a focused beam of eye lasers to where Videl had flown from his kick. Videl's scream filled the air as the eye lasers detonated in a vicious rip and left her plummeting from the sky, grazed, bruised, and smoldering.