~*****~

"Salutations, I am Master Zuno!" Tell me why he looks exactly like the four doormen, but in a floating vehicle. And at least three times the size. "I am he in the galaxy who can give answers to all questions in this galaxy asked by those who visit me in my mansion in this galaxy!"

"Goodness, think of the material to make a hat for that head." I hum.

"You're embarrassing me!" Jaco hisses.

"Before you ask, you must offer tribute." The green doorman mentions as he steps forward.

"Tribute?" I echo.

Jaco just hums happily. "You're gonna love this one, Mara!" He mentions. He presses a cute kiss to Master Zuno's face.

"Well, I do appreciate the tribute, but because you are a male, I will only allow you to ask one question." Master Zuno explains.

"Yes sir!" Jaco chirped. "Watch this, you're gonna be blown away by how much he knows!" Jaco whispers to me. "Oh, wise master, can you please look at the earth woman behind me and tell me her chest measurements?"

"WHAT?!" I snap at him.

"Her bust is 79.6 centimeters around, they used to measure at 83 centimeters, but since she's lost weight recently, they've began to sag, as normal for any mother losing weight." Master Zuno mentioned.

I growled irritably; my foot begins to tap against the tile. "What'd I tell you? Lord Zuno's always right!"

"And now would the older Earth female with the somewhat sagging chest care to ask the Great Master Zuno a question of her own?" The doorman questioned.

"Obviously..." I grumble irritably. "It's only the whole reason we came here."

"Then come up here and pay him a tribute." The doorman hummed.

I pinched at the bridge of my nose and pinpointed a glare onto Jaco. "If you tell Vegeta about this, not only will he beat you up, I'll end up killing you for putting him in a foul mood."

Jaco swallowed roughly as I stormed up to Master Zuno and pressed a swift kiss to his cheek. "I do thank you for your tribute kiss, and for being so gentle, but because you're a middle-aged earth woman, I will only answer three questions for you."

I start tapping my foot again. "Does it change your mind that I'm the last Empathian from the Royal Bloodline?" I ask irritably.

Master Zuno hums and shakes his head. "The master has decided to not give you an additional question. You've used up one of your questions. Now you can only ask two."

I grumble irritably. "First question, then. Master Zuno, can you please tell us everything you know about the Super Dragon Balls?"

Master Zuno hums. "Very well. I shall give you a comprehensive answer on these cosmic artifacts. Super Dragon Balls are called Wish Orbs. They were created in the year forty-one of the divine Calander by the Dragon God Zalama. They are perfectly spherical, planet sized celestial objects, measuring exactly thirty-seven thousand, one hundred and ninety-six point, two-two-zero-four kilometers in diameter. Super Dragon Balls are extremely rare and only number seven. They are divided between the sixth and seventh universes. To the mortal eye, they would appear as pale-yellow spheres. In the center of each is a unique arrangement of red star shaped markings, numbering them one through seven. These red marks are--"

"Hold on, hold on--" I stay quickly as I pull out my notepad and start jotting down everything I'm hearing.

He finishes finally and I slump forward, whining about a cramp in my hand. "Did you get all that?" Jaco asks. "Because I'm not gonna lie, I didn't get any of it."

"I got it..." I murmur. "So, all seven dragon balls are basically like any other? Summon them with the phrase, and the dragon will grant your wish?" I say mostly to myself.

"Yes, that's correct. And that was your third question." Master Zuno hums.

"Oh, come on! I was talking to myself!" I whine.

~*****~

Back on the ship, I start laying it on Jaco. "This is all your fault, you had to waste your question!" I hiss at him.

"What? You wasted two of your three! Your brains getting as saggy as your boobs..." Jaco murmurs mostly to himself.

"I'm telling Vegeta you asked about them." I mention coldly.

"No, no, please don't!" Jaco cried as he quickly shot up over his seat. "I'm begging you! He'll kill me!"

"I'LL KILL YOU IF YOU KEEP CALLING THEM SAGGY! I JUST LOST WEIGHT, OKAY?! LET ME SEE YOU BREAST FEED FOUR KIDS AND COME BACK WITH PERFECT BOOBS!" I shout at him as I shake him around.

We came to an agreement before we landed back on Earth. Jaco doesn't mention the tribute, and I won't mention his interest in my boobs. "Beerus is gonna be pissed when he finds out Champa's been running around our universe collecting the Dragon Balls." I mention lightly.

"All the more reason to train harder to win this competition." Vegeta mentions dryly.

"Mara," I hum and gaze over at Jaco. "There are some important galactic patrol things I got to get back to. I did take a half-paid vacation day though, to come see the tournament." Jaco mentions.

I smile affectionately and nod. "Thank you, Jaco, for doing this for me. Hold on, I got something for you." I go and grab the box of dairy goods I'd ordered for him before I left. "I got these for you as thanks, just in case you were a bit angry with my request. I know how much you love dairy!"

"Perhaps there is a polite woman to you after all." Jaco comments.

"I'm always polite, you're just sensitive." I laugh.

Jaco takes off. "Mara." Vegeta snaps. I hum and gaze back at him. "You and Jaco didn't engage in any funny business, did you?"

I hum happily before curling my arms around his neck. Vegeta's cheeks flush ever so slightly as I peer up at him. "You're so cute when you're jealous, you know that?"

"Hey, Mara, what was Jaco talking about being saggy?" Goku questions, effectively ruining my mood.

I twist my hand through Vegeta's hair, shove him away and storm up to Goku. My hand snaps up and twists through his hair and tugs him down until he's on his knees whining and crying about my grip on his hair. "NOTHING AND IF YOU MENTION IT AGAIN, I'LL KICK OUR BUTT SO HARD, YOUR STUPID TAIL WILL POP RIGHT OUT!"

~*****~

Three days later, Whis arrived to pick us all up for the tournament. "Good day, everyone! Are you all ready to go?" Whis chirped happily.

"We're ready, Whis!" We all cheered.

"Excellent! We'll begin transportation to the tournament venue shortly. Form a single file line and board the hexahedron-- and no shoving!" Whis explained. "Let's try to be civilized."

"Whoa, sweet!" Mars exclaimed as he, Goten, and Marble bound up to the large box.

"Where's the door?" Goten asked.

"Is this a spaceship? I don't see any engines!" Mars states.

"No, not a spaceship, it's a hexahedron, and you board it like so." Whis hums and leaps down between the kids. He lands and steps into the hexahedron as if he were stepping through a wall of liquid. "There, you see? It's simple! Just step through, and the spark bubble will let you pass!" I hum curiously as I poke at the film. "The first leg of the flight will be to Lord Beerus' world. We'll meet up with my lord and Monaka, and continue to the site. The total time will be approximately three hours. While our final destination will have facilities, this vessel as you see, does not. So use the restroom before boarding. Okay?"

"Okay, but what about toddlers still new to being potty trained?" I ask as I gesture to the toddlers.

Whis grimaced for a moment. "I suppose I can make you a trash can that will dump any soiled diapers into the vacuum of space." I beam as a small trashcan appears on the hexahedron. "Now, where are those Saiyans? They do realize they have to be there to fight, don't they?"

I rub at my head. "Listen, trying to explain things like schedules to thick headed idiots like those two is like pounding your head on a brick wall." I mention.

I glance over as I hear someone clear their throat. "Sorry, I'm late."

"Jaco! I kinda forgot you were coming!" I laugh.

"When a protector of your galaxy finds room in his busy schedule for you, it would be nice to pretend to care." Jaco sighs.

"Ooh, is this your new girlfriend?" I ask as I gaze at the strange, wiggly being besides him.

"WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?!" Jaco exclaims. "This is no date, that's our galaxies most important mortal! A galactic king!"

"Yeah, yeah," I wave my hand. "Those two better get here quick. Why are we even going if our own fighters don't show?"

"The earthling doesn't seem too impressed with my visage!" The strange wiggly guy said.

"It's just her species, trust me, it's the highest form of respect." Jaco exclaims nervously.

I hum as a familiar tingle rushes through me. "Vege--" I stop mid-sentence as I take in their appearances. Facial hair. Lots and lots of facial hair. I hold back the urge to tackle Vegeta.

"Sorry, you really lose track of time in there, seeing as how it's a Hyperbolic Time Chamber and all!" Goku chirps happily. "You know how it is! But we stayed an extra week! We trained a ton!"

I just gaze at them before I start tapping at my foot. "YOU'RE NOT GETTING IN THIS THING UNTIL YOU SHOWER!" I shout at them. I groan and pinch my nose shut.

Goku giggled and apologized before following after Vegeta into the house. Chi-Chi grasped at my shoulder as I stepped onto the hexahedron. "Please tell me that you felt the same."

I grimace. "Listen, as handsome as he looked, facial hair scratches... especially his..." I whine.

Chi-Chi giggled. "You mean he's tried growing a beard before?"

I nod pathetically. "How can something so perfect feel so awful? It's not fair!"

~*****~

"Thanks for waiting, guys!" Goku cheers as he and Vegeta walk up to the hexahedron completely clean and in new clothes. "I kinda forgot what a shower feels like!"

Vegeta grunts irritably as I latch to his front and start rubbing at his freshly shaved face. "I'm glad you're refreshed. So! Is everyone here?" Whis hummed.

"WAIT FOR ME!" Krillen shouts as he runs towards us, his grasp holding his pants up desperately.

"Krillen, where ya been?" Goku asks. "So, were you summoning the dragon?"

Krillen flushes. "Goku! You don't have to tell the whole planet!"

"That does it, Whis! We're all here!" I say as we board.

"All right. Here we go!" Whis hums with a tap of his staff. The Hexahedron shoots off into space, submerging us in a beautiful array of different colors and lights.

"No way!" Goten cheers.

"What is this place?" Marble asks wildly. "This is so cool!"

"Hey, guys, do you smell something rotten?" Mars asks.

"Yeah, big time." Goten nods.

Buu suddenly begins to laugh. "Buu make a stinky!"

"I guess in space you can't open a window, right?" Goten laughs.

I huff. "I can assure you, Mars has made worse smells when he was just a newborn." I wave.

"Mom!" Mars hisses in embarrassment.

"It smells like Majin Buu made a Majin Poo!" Mr. Satan jokes.

I grimace and rub at my forehead. We arrive at Beerus' planet in a timely manner, thankfully, the twins were beginning to whine about a bathroom.

"Is it weird that I find this familiar?" I ask curiously.

Whis hummed. "You shouldn't, your mother had just given birth when she asked for an audience with Lord Beerus."

"Wow." I hum before following after the toddlers as they literally ran towards the large building. "No, no, girls, stay near me, okay?"

"It's a big play castle, mommy!" Elara mentioned.

"Giant kitty." Eschalot chirped, her small hand pointing towards Beerus and what I assumed was the fifth fighter, Monaka.

"Yes, he's a giant kitty, but be polite, okay? It's Beerus, remember?" I state.

Eschalot hums at me before sprinting up to Beerus. "Giant Kitty Beerus." She says very clearly and grasps onto his hand.

I sigh loudly and palm at my head.

~*****~

Back on the hexahedron, Chi-Chi and I set out to making everyone food for the remainder of our trip. Vegeta briefly apologizes for his lack of manners and begins horfing down food as fast as I can make it. Chi-Chi just laughs as he continues to eat. "You poor thing, you must've been starving!" I mention.

I can only hear short murmurs of my cooking and a real meal after three years. I shake my head and turn my gaze onto the side of the hexahedron, and suddenly I'm overwhelmed with awe at the sheer size of the Super Dragon Balls in view.

"So, they really exist, huh?" Vegeta mentions as everyone approaches the side of the hexahedron.

"Man, they're huge!" Goku shouts. "They really are the super Dragon Balls!"

"I honestly thought we were talking about a size more on the dwarf planet size, but these are at least half the size of Neptune!" I say as I try to peer closer. "You can live on these things!"

"Yeah, imagine the power. No wonder you can wish for anything!" Krillen adds.

"I think that's more than enough sight-seeing. Whis! Let's go!" Beerus ordered.

"Understood my lord." Whis hums. We land in a strange bubble that has a literal tournament set up in the middle, complete with food stands.

"Seems like a lot of trouble for a tournament they'll only hold once..." Piccolo comments.

"Lord Champa only had a few days. Did he build this stuff himself?" Goku asks.

"No, Saiyan, Destroyers don't build anything. And if we did, my brother would never be capable of this. It would just be paper and sticks." Beerus comments.

"I HEARD THAT, BEERUS!" A shrill voice echoed out. "You want to say that to my face?"

"Giant Fat Kitty..." Elara and Eschalot murmur, eyes wide and twinkling in awe.

"That's Champa?" I ask curiously.

"Yes. That's the Destroyer of the Sixth Universe." Vegeta nods.

"Honestly, I'm surprised you didn't back out." Champa sneered.

"Of course, I came, Champa, as if I'd miss the opportunity to see your face when you lose." Beerus shoots right back. "And take your precious rock collection for myself."

"Glad you're confident. It'll make taking Earth much more fun!" Champa says.

"By the way. I know about your dirty little secret, Champa. You stole some of those orbs from my universe, which explains your trespassing." Beerus comments.

"What are you talking about?!" Champa says quickly.

"There's seven Super Dragon Balls between Universe Six and Seven." I say loudly. "You took ours, you sneak."

"Who told you that?!" Champa whined.

"I knew you were up to something!" Beerus snapped.

"Wait! I did no such thing!" Champa exclaimed.

"If you weren't my twin brother, I'd destroy you for such a theft, not that it matters, they'll all be mine soon anyway." Beerus comments.

"You should be using this time preparing your inevitable failure." Champa huffs.

"Are you two done yet?" A woman says. I gaze up at her, and she looks almost identical to Whis.

"Pretty lady..." The twins hum.

"If so, I can escort you all to the arena now. As you can see, we have ample seating for everyone." She explains.

"Are those seats made out of rock?!" Mars asked. He gave a big groan. "Don't you have cushions or something?!"

I pinched at his ear just a bit. "Don't be rude. But he does have a point. We came all this way just to see this, you know."

"No one forced you to come, earthling." Champa snorted.

"I think she has a point, Champa. What kind of host allows their guests to sit in such cut rate seats? Honestly, I'd be humiliated if I were the one responsible." Beerus chirped.

Champa growled. "You take that back!"

"Whis!" Beerus hummed.

Whis raised his staff with that same complacent smile. "Yes, my lord. I always do enjoy decorating. Now, let's see..." In the blink of an eye, all of the stadium seats disappeared, and in their places were new places for us to sit that looked extremely comfortable.

Champa and the other woman spoke lowly to one another, although, it seemed Champa was the irritated one in the exchange. Whis let the hexahedron land on the comfy, grassy platform, and we all stepped out. "Good luck, guys! Do your best!" I shout after our fighters as they lift into the air.

"Mom, Eschalot is trying to fly up after dad." Mars hummed, his hand latched onto her tail.

I heave an irritated sigh before plucking her out of the air. "Will you just sit tight?" I heave a loud groan as she crosses her arms and scrunches up her face in such a Vegeta manner. "You need a new outlet." I sigh irritably.