"Huh?" He asked as he looked down at the little face staring so lovingly up at him. 'Oh, Kami! What have I done now?'
"What's your name?" Chi-Chi almost sang.
"Yamcha, and this is Puar," he introduced. Chi-Chi proceeded to tell the Desert Bandit she thought he was cute. All the color left his face as Puar continued to laugh hysterically. "Puar," he chided.
"Yamcha, Yamcha, where have I heard that name before?" Chi-Chi asked aloud. The little girl wracked her brain and then suddenly, it hit her! "You're that Desert Bandit!"
Yamcha facevaulted at the little girl's revelation causing him to stop the motorcycle. "Chi-Chi," he began calmly, "that's just a rumor."
"No, it's not! My tousan told me about you, and he wouldn't send some bandit after his only daughter!"
"Your tousan eats people!" Puar chimed in.
"So?" The little girl smirked as she jumped off the motorcycle. Yamcha began to scream and yell at her to get back onto the motorcycle. If she didn't, his plans were about to go to hell. Without her, he couldn't get to Master Roshi's. Without Master Roshi, the blaze at Fire Mountain couldn't be put out. If the blaze couldn't be put out, then he couldn't get the Dragonball. Yamcha knew what the next conclusion was and all this thinking and Chi-Chi's screaming was making his head hurt.
"SHUT-UP!!!" He yelled before he realized it. Chi-Chi's bottom lip began to quiver before she let out a blood-curdling wail. "I'm sorry, Chi-Chi," Yamcha said softly as he began to walk over to the little girl. She began to back off as he was trying to apologize and reassure her, but his efforts were fruitless. As soon as he had backed her up to a rock, she put two fingers on her helmet causing a big blast to come from it-- aimed straight at Yamcha. The blast knocked him off his motorcycle and crashing down on Puar.
Meanwhile where Goku, Rina, and the Turtle where . . .
After Goku and Rina had pulled the aircar from the ditch, Rina proceeded to work on it using the plans in the glove compartment. "Where's the mouthy sister of mine when you need her?" She cursed as she scratched her head. Rina was smart, but she wasn't very technically inclined-- like her sister, Bulma.
"Rina, do you need any help?" Goku ran up and asked her. She smiled at the little boy, but knew he would be of no help to her. The fact that he offered was so cute! Rina told Goku that she didn't need any help, but if he and Turtle could round up something to eat, that would be of help.
As the turtle and the little boy went off into the wilderness, Rina continued to fiddle with the air car's damaged engine. After twenty minutes of constantly looking back at the plans and cursing to Kami, she finally got the blasted thing to start. "Now, to find Goku and Turtle. We've lost valuable time!" She stated as she looked at her watch. Just then, a little girl came whizzing past her as Rina gathered up her tools. 'Who was that!?' She thought.
Rina flew off after the little girl finally catching up with her. "Hey! Where are you going!?" She asked.
"You . . . you're flying!!!" Chi-Chi exclaimed just before she put her fingers up to her helmet. She stopped dead in her tracks and turned to Rina.
"Yeah, I can fly. You wouldn't happen to be the Ox King's daughter, would you?" She asked remembering the description of his daughter the hulking monarch gave her and Goku.
"Yes, I am, and I bet he sent you to find me, ne?" She asked placing her hands upon her hips.
"Why yes he did. How did you know that?"
"Faker!" Chi-Chi screamed before a powerful beam was emitted from her helmet. The beam narrowly missed Rina, causing her to become very angry.
"Listen here, girlie! You don't know who you're fooling with. I'll fry you like a french fry!" Rina seethed.
"Just go ahead and try it," Chi-Chi mocked, taking a finger and pulling down her lower eyelid then sticking out her tongue.
"You asked for it!" Rina screamed as a powerful energy blast was emitted from her hands. The beam collided with Chi-Chi, knocking her to the ground. "Gosh, I didn't mean to hit her with such a powerful blast!" Rina gasped as she ran over to the little girl's fallen body. She bent down and picked her up when she heard a motorcycle approaching. The high pitch whine of the vehicle identified it as Yamcha's bike.
The little purple-haired girl cursed her timing and luck. She knew she couldn't fight Yamcha one-on-one, but she also knew that she couldn't let him take Chi-Chi. What was she going to do?
