CL2

CL2

CL2

By Mari

Co-authored by Nikoru

Disclaimer: DBZ is the Ó property of Akira Toriyama. Salada, Johnathan, Matilda, Malefaco, Louis, Oslow, Sassy, Shogo, The Talentini Bros. Elsa, and Penelope are the Ó properties of Nikoru and me.

Chapter 01: Next stop, Chikyuu

"Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday, dear Vegeta and Salada! Happy birthday to you!"

The twins took deep breaths and blew out their candles. Each had seventeen candles on their gigantic chocolate cake that covered the table and was as thick as their forearms.

Matilda strolled over to the door and flipped on the light switch as Louis, Oswald, Uncle Malefaco, and the twin's father clapped.

Salada smiled eagerly at the best present of all that lay spread out before her. "Can we eat yet? Please….?"

Vegeta chuckled and patted his sister on the back. "At least you've gotten better at controlling your cravings, sis. I remember the first time we had our birthday here, you dove right into the cake before the candles were even blown out."

Oslow joined in. "Yeah, your face was all covered in chocolate. You looked like this." Oslow ran a hand over the chocolate icing and spread it all over his face while sticking his tongue out.

The boys laughed loudly, Johnathan falling on the floor. Salada crossed her arms and turned around in her chair. "You're the one who looks like a pig now, Oslow." She pointed at his messy face.

"Now stop it, all of you," scolded their mother as she cut the cake. "Act you're age already. You're young adults for Kami's sake." Matilda handed two plates with the chocolate slabs on them. "Here you go, Vegeta, Salada. Happy seventeenth birthday." She placed a kiss on each one's forehead.

Salada giggled. "Thank you, Ka-san." She smiled as she took up her fork and proceeded to scarf down her cake.

Vegeta whipped off the lipstick mark on his brow and took the cake with his other hand. "Do you haft do that every year?" he whined.

"Yes, I do, Vegeta. I don't know what you're so worried about. It's not like there are any girls around here for me to embarrass you in front of."

Salada had already finished her cake as Vegeta took his first bite. "Vegeta's too short for any girls to like."

"Hey! You're short too! We're twins after all," countered Vegeta, mouth full of cake.

Salada lifted her finger and pointed it towards the cake. "Well, I'm a girl. It's okay for girls to be short; it makes me cuter!" She sliced another piece a cake for herself with a silver beam from her finger. "Besides, I'm sexier anywase." She raised her finger and brought it towards her mouth. The cake followed.

"That's a great trick you learned, Salada," complemented Louis with a sigh and slightly blushed face. "You've got to be the most talented girl in the entire circus."

Oslow elbowed his brother. "Heh, stop flirting with the Princess," he whispered under his breath.

Salada brought her head up from eating. "Did you say something, Oslow?"

"Ha! No, no. He was just saying something mean to me. Nothing anyone here needs to hear about." His face turned a brighter red. Vegeta smirked. He had heard exactly what Oslow said and had heard about Louis's crush on Salada around the circus. Of all the guys that liked her, Louis was the best. Of course, that didn't mean he was suitable; it just meant that he didn't make Vegeta sick to his stomach.

"So, Johnathan, where's our next show going to be at?" questioned Matilda. "I hear that where we're going is a very rich planet. That's the word around the ship."

"Chikyuu. It's a fairly sized planet that's covered by water for the majority, but the populace lives on the surface only. No gills like us." Johnathan tapped behind his ears.

"It must be awfully overcrowded there," commented Malefaco. "Are you positive that there aren't any sea dwellers?"

"There are," chimed Salada. "They're not cognitive thinkers like us or like the planet's humans. The humans aren't that great either. They can't swim, can't fly, nothing. They're just like you and I, only really boring. They're supposed to be really smart though. Hence why their race has survived so long and over-populated the planet."

"I bet they're not as smart as you. They probably don't know half of what you do," said Louis.

Salada blushed and held a hand to her face. "Why thank you, Louis. You don't need to complement me so much just because it's my birthday."

Oslow chuckled. "He's not just saying it, Salada."

The princess shrugged and continued eating her cake.

"When will be arriving, Otto-san?"

Johnathan whipped the frosting from his mouth. "Tomorrow afternoon, hopefully. We're going to have to scan the planet's surface for an appropriate landing spot. That will probably take the longest time because of the planet's high population density."

"But won't the new equipment we just got help with that problem, dear?"