Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Short, Dark, Pointy-Haired Man Banned From Disney ❯ Muppets, Animators, and Star Tours ( Chapter 7 )

Chapter 7: Muppets, Animators, and Star Tours

By Elbereth in April

The bus pulled up at Disney's MGM Studios.

"There's a giant purple sorcerer's hat in the middle of the street," Chi-Chi commented.

"Yes."

"That's just weird."

"Yes."

"What should we hit first?" Goten asked eagerly.

Gohan picked up another map. "Let's see. Hey, we're just in time to see the Indiana Jones Stunt Show!"

"That sounds cool!" Trunks exclaimed.

They walked down Hollywood Blvd. and turned left. Soon they were sitting around a large outdoor stage. First Indiana Jones had to make his way past booby-traps to get a golden statue. Then they had to re-enact a Cairo street chase. The actors explained how the stunts were done.

Trunks and Goten were rapidly becoming disillusioned. "You mean it's all faked?" Goten frowned.

Vegeta was leaning forward, eyes narrowed, observing everything closely.

After the street chase came a fight between Indy and an airplane mechanic while Marion was trapped inside a jet fighter.

"Not much of a fight," Trunks complained.

As Marion was freed from the plane, a trail of gasoline caught on fire, and barrels began to explode. The gasoline led to the plane, which was approaching the fire as Indy and Marion fled.

The plane caught on fire. A worker yelled, "Cut!" They ran and put the fire out.

"Not much of an explosion," Vegeta sneered.

"Would you keep quiet," complained a fat man sitting behind them. "I'd like to see you do better."

Vegeta smirked evilly. He pointed one finger at the stage.

"Vegeta, no!" Bulma, Chi-Chi, and Gohan exclaimed simultaneously.

He ignored them and fired a blast of ki. The whole set exploded, scenery, jeep, motorcycle, airplane, and all.

Vegeta turned back to the gaping fat man. "And it wasn't even faked," he smirked.

"You're in so much trouble, mister," Bulma hissed.

"It was a challenge. My honor was at stake."

Bulma rolled her eyes.

"That was cool, Papa!"

"You're not helping!"

"But I didn't kill anybody. Look. I contained the whole blast."

"Oh, really? OK." Bulma smiled. She'd take what she could get at this point.

After the bleachers had been evacuated, they continued on their way. "Looks like we come to Star Tours next," Gohan informed them.

"That's based off Star Wars," Goten said excitedly.

This time they went through the line. A video explained that they were going on a space cruise to Endor. "Remember," Bulma scolded, "this is not a real space voyage." The boys nodded.

They sat down in the space simulator. The doors closed. The room darkened. A small robot in front of them said, "I'm going to be your pilot. Is this your first trip? It's mine, too!"

The screen in front of them showed pictures that made it appear as if they were moving. The engines rumbled. The seats shook. The pilot turned them the wrong way and they almost crashed into the space dock. Then they were airborne, but again, the pilot kept having problems. They entered a field of asteroids and the ship began to crash through ice walls.

Goten and Trunks were thrilled, but Vegeta was growing increasingly nervous. Finally they made it out of the asteroid field, right into a space battle.

"I've had enough!" Vegeta yelled. "Who let this baka robot fly, anyway?" He incinerated it with a ki blast. "Quick, Bulma! Take over!"

For a moment, she stared at her mate, then she just started laughing.

"Um, Vegeta?" Goku said. "Remember that whole, `this isn't real' speech?"

Vegeta slowly turned very red.

"Maybe you got a bit carried away there," Piccolo smirked.

"Oh shut up, mouse ears," he snarled.

"But you didn't kill anybody again, Dad," Trunks piped up, trying to be encouraging.

The other tourists were gawking and praying to escape from these weirdos soon. One enterprising college-age girl was looking for an emergency stop button.

The ride stopped. A Disney employee opened the doors and looked at the smoldering metal pile of what used to be a robot. "Anyone not involved in the massacre of our droid may go on this ride again in a different simulator," he said, forcing a smile. As the tourists filed out, he called over his shoulder, "Hey, Bob! I think we need an out of order sign here!"

"I think we'll just move on to the next ride," Bulma giggled. She clutched Vegeta's arm as they got up and walked out.

"Can I still buy some Star Wars souvenirs in the gift shop?" Goten asked.

"Sure."

After Bulma purchased the boys some $4,000 worth of merchandise to be shipped to their hotel room, the giddy store manager smiled at her. "I hope you're enjoying your day!"

"Why, yes."

"Are you staying long?"

"The odds on that are getting smaller and smaller."

The manager seemed puzzled, but kept smiling. "Well, do come and shop--I mean, visit with us again!"

"OK." She took Vegeta's arm again and they all walked away.

"I've flown a ship, too, you know," Goku said as they exited the store. "So have you. Why did you want *Bulma* to take over?"

"Shut up, tree killer."

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"Should we watch the Muppet 3-D movie?"

Hesitantly, Piccolo spoke up. "Um, yes. I like the Muppets."

"Really." They all stared at him. He studiously ignored them. "OK. Whatever."

They headed that way. They went through the line and were handed their 3-D glasses, which Goku immediately put on. Vegeta regarded him with disdain. "The show hasn't started yet. Baka."

They were herded into a large room to wait before they went into the theatre for the movie. Small children began to talk excitedly as they entered the room. A swarm of them broke away from their parents and gathered in a mob around Piccolo. "Kermit!" they cried. "Can I have my photo taken with you? And my sister wants your autograph!"

Piccolo blushed as Vegeta laughed. He sighed and rolled his eyes. "It's not easy being green," he said.

The announcement that the movie was starting broke up the group. Everyone filed into the theatre and sat down. Vegeta was holding a heated inner debate with himself on whether or not to wear the 3-D glasses. On one hand, he wanted to see the movie. On the other hand, he'd look like a dork. It was a dilemma.

In the end, he waited until the theatre was dark and the others were busy watching, then slipped them on.

They all enjoyed the movie, as the Swedish chef supposedly fired a cannon at the end of the show, damaging the theatre. In reality, it was all special effects and the theatre was fine, but the Saiyans appreciated the thought.

"I didn't do anything this time, I swear," Goten blurted during the fake explosion.

"They know, brat. Nothing would have been left standing if it was you or Trunks."

"Like you can talk," Chi-Chi said.

"Vegeta, do not demonstrate mass destruction. That pretend destruction was enough for me," Bulma scolded.

Vegeta smirked but stopped the ball of energy that he'd started in his hand. "I'd better be rewarded for my restraint."

"I saw a place that sells cookies."

Vegeta thought about this. "Big cookies?"

"We'll go see."

So they went to "The Writer's Stop" on the mock-up of New York Street. After the Saiyans satisfied themselves with a large number of cookies and muffins, they decided to go next to the Disney Animation Studio.

At the Animation Studio, guests were allowed to see how the process of bringing an animated movie to life really worked. Plus they got to see behind the scenes to where the artists worked. They stood on one side of a large glass window and looked into the studio on the other side (like staring at fish in a bowl). The artists sat at various desks, drawing pictures. Drawings and figurines of their latest movie, "Treasure Planet," were sitting around (It's a really good movie. Go see it).

Goku and Vegeta were standing a little apart, staring through the window, when Vegeta got an odd notion. "Kakkarot," he said, "teleport me to the other side. I want to talk to one of the animators."

Goku stared at him in confusion. "We're not supposed to be over there. Why do you want to?"

Vegeta scowled. "Just do it!"

"I don't think it's a good idea. . ."

"Fine!" Vegeta raised one hand and blasted a hole through the window.

Goku gulped. "That's a worse idea."

Vegeta stalked through the busted window and leaned over the first desk he came to in a threatening manner. The animator's eyes were huge as he leaned backwards in terror.

"I want you to draw a picture of my son and the Lion King," Vegeta hissed.

Goku slapped himself on the forehead.

The others came running. "Vegeta!" Bulma yelled. "What do you think you're doing?"

Vegeta looked at her with the most innocent expression he was capable of assuming. "What? I'm just talking."

Roshi cackled and pressed his face against the glass. "Get me a naked picture of Pocahontas while you're at it!"

Gohan slapped his hand over Roshi's mouth.

Fearing for his life, the animator gave a sickly grin. "I can draw a picture of your kid, no problem. Which one is he?"

Trunks stepped forward, face red. "Papa, I'm so embarrassed."

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After the artist assured security that the window had broken from natural causes, and that his visitor (who seemed to loom despite his height) was an old family friend, their group left the building. Vegeta clutched his prized drawing to his chest, smirking.

Goten was taunting Trunks softly enough that Vegeta couldn't hear, until Trunks hauled off and hit him. Roshi was pouting and mumbling about the unfairness of life and what a fine figure of a woman Pocahontas was.

Chi-Chi and Bulma walked slightly ahead, pretending they didn't know any of the rest. Piccolo and Gohan walked slightly behind, pretending the same thing.

"Oh look," Chi-Chi pointed. "That shows the story of Walt Disney-san. Let's go look."

"Go ahead," Roshi grumbled. "I'm going across the street to watch the Little Mermaid show."

Goten volunteered to go with him to keep an eye on him.

"Ha!" Trunks scoffed. "You just want to look at a girl wearing nothing but seashells."

Chi-Chi's eyes widened and she looked closely at her youngest son. It was his turn to blush, until Roshi grabbed him by the arm. "We'll meet back here!" He pulled Goten away.

Gohan put his arm around his mom. "Come on, Kassan, I'm interested in hearing an educational documentary on the life of Mr. Disney-san."

They entered the building.

Vegeta started to scowl as they looked at the pictures of Walt and read about his life. "What's so special about this guy? Why is there no monument to me anywhere? I'm the Prince of all Saiyans!"

"That's it!" Bulma exclaimed, hands on hips. "I'm taking another shopping break!" She dragged Chi-Chi behind her as she stomped away.

"We'll all meet back here in an hour!" Chi-Chi called.

Vegeta blinked. "Huh."

The remaining Saiyans and one Namekian looked at each other. "So what are we close to?" Piccolo asked.

"We can go on the Backlot Tour," Gohan replied, consulting the map.

"All right then." They left the One Man's Dream attraction and turned right. The Backlot Tour was just down the street.

They cut in line and got in the little tram cars, which drove them around the streets of Disney MGM Studios. They saw old movie props and houses that were really just false-fronts.

Finally the tour guide said they would visit Catastrophe Canyon, where a movie scene was being filmed. It was made to look like a rocky mountain, with oil drilling going on. A semi truck was parked underneath a water tower. The tram stopped and they looked it over. Then suddenly, with a great rumbling, the ground began to shake. "Oh no!" the tour guide exclaimed. "They're testing the special effects!"

The quaking grew more violent. All at once, the semi erupted with a great ball of fire. "Cool!"

"I didn't do it!" Goku held up his hands.

Then the water tower broke open and gallons of water dumped down over the mountain, putting out the fire. "Neat!"

Vegeta grinned; Bulma wasn't here. Pointing one finger, he discreetly sent a spark of ki to reignite the truck. More fire billowed up.

The tour guide squeaked. The first part was all staged, but this was new. Had someone changed the tour and not told her? Or should she fear for her life?

The heat grew as the fire reached out toward them.

"Drive!" the tour guide cried. The tram pulled away with a lurch as something on the ground began sparking. They sped away at 30 mph as more explosions rocked behind them.

Vegeta smirked. Gohan glanced at him suspiciously, but. . . maybe that was all supposed to happen? He wasn't sure.

They got off the ride and met back up with the ladies, Goten, and Roshi. They could still hear muffled explosions in the distance.

Bulma looked them over with narrowed eyes. "Did something happen?"

Goku smiled. "Nope! What's next?"

No one ever disbelieved Goku. Bulma shrugged.

"We still have to go on the Tower of Terror and the Rock n Roller Coaster!" Goten jumped up and down.

"OK!" That sounded good to Trunks.

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A/N: This was really easy to write at first, but now it's getting hard. There's only so many ways you can blow up stuff. But I'm still going. I hope it's still funny.

At any rate, feel free to come join me to discuss DBZ, Disney, writing, or anything else we feel like at groups.yahoo.com/group/Distortion_dbz