Bakayaro Saiyajin warriors -chap5

A Self-Insertion for those who just can't take it any more

Scott Douglas Davidson

Warning: Just the inherent weirdness factor.

Disclaimer: DBZ is not mine. I'm mine, and that's my plot squirrel (like a plot bunny, only a squirrel), but DBZ isn't mine. Phooey.

Feedback: As much constructive criticism as possible. Please?

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Scott was actually quite a bit of help around the house, despite how obsessed he got about sorting tiny things.

"I don't need you to color-code all of Goten's marbles!" Gohan shouted, exasperated with the strange teen "Mom told you to put them away, not sort them!"

"But how can I just throw them all together when it's clear that the goldenrod-colored ones are his favorites?" Scott looked up from where he was comparing a red marble to a maroon one.

"He just throws them all together anyway, you don't need to organize them!" Gohan was close to tearing out his hair.

"If you say so..." Scott looked skeptical, but started scooping up the marbles indiscriminately and dumping them into the plastic container they were supposed to go in.

"Bro!" a small orange and blue blur latched itself onto Gohan's upper torso and started jabbering about its latest spar with Trunks.

"Well," Scott said as he stood up, "if you're back I'll go talk with Goku. You can finish cleaning your room."

"Ok, see ya Scott-san!" Goten chirped, waving from his seat on the collapsed Gohan's chest.

"You bet!" Scott grinned and left the room.

"Hey Goku!" Scott piped out happily, sticking his head out of the house into the backyard, where Goku was practicing a kata.

"Hey Scott!" Goku smiled and waved when he saw Scott, relaxing his stance and walking over "Done sorting marbles?"

"Goten came home." Scott explained with a shrug.

"Yeah, I felt his ki. Bulma dropped him off, right?" Goku asked.

"I dunno. He didn't say, he just started talking to Gohan about his spar with Trunks." Scott shook his head "I wish I was strong enough to spar with you guys. Oh well."

"Well you could train..." Goku suggested.

"I'm not staying long enough. It's ok. I wanna talk to you about stuff. Remember how I said I was here to stop you all from being so stupid?" Scott said.

"I don't think I'm stupid..." Goku looked a little insulted.

"Ah, we're all stupid, even me. I'm better at helping others than myself. So... I want to talk to you about Vegeta." Scott grinned at the last bit.

"What about Vegeta?" Goku asked.

Scott smirked. "Vegeta and his obsession with you of course. Let me explain to you about a few of the possible reasons behind 'obsessive behavior'."

Vegeta honestly didn't know what to think about the brat who'd showed up under him and Kakarotto during their last spar.

The brat was annoying, rude, and disrespectful.

(Author takes a moment to snicker at how much that sounded like what his teachers say about him when they're angry with him.)

Him, Vegeta, stupid! Ha! The brat didn't deserve to breath his air. If he got called stupid again... Kakarotto wouldn't be able to protect the brat forever.

Hn. The onna was yelling at him about eating everything in the fridge again. Of course he ate a lot more today, he had been sparring with Kakarotto. The damn woman should know that sparring takes energy, and he needed to eat to rebuild his reserves.

Still, he supposed he'd better go explain that to the woman... And put her back in her place. She was getting entirely too pushy for his liking. Bossing around a prince... Who did she think she was? His mother? ...Stupid onna.

Vegeta grumbled and headed towards the kitchen.

"Soo..." Goku looked at Scott in disbelief, "Vegeta might actually like me and not want to admit it?"

"Well, think about it. If he's so proud of his race and thinks you're not worthy of existing near him, why is he calling you by a name that acknowledges you as a member of his race?" Scott reasoned.

"What?" Goku blinked.

Scott sighed. "He's proud of Saiyajin, and he insists on calling you by your Saiyajin name all the time, and says he's your prince. If he thinks of himself as your prince, that means he thinks of you as one of his people, which implies a certain amount of respect."

"Oh..." Goku nodded "So, he calls me Kakarotto because he likes me?" "...Kind of." Scott shook his head in exasperation. Sometimes Goku could be really smart, but this was not one of those times.

"Dinner!" Chi-chi's voice rang out in the silence that had been building around Goku and Scott. Goku tore off towards the house to go eat, and Scott picked himself up and followed at a more leisurely pace.

Two figures watched from far off in another dimension.

"This is not particularly interesting." Faran commented, brushing a few dust particles off of her dress.

"Well, I think it's going to be soon. Vegeta's in for a real surprise." Cathowl smirked down at the scene they were watching.

"Well, I can hardly doubt that. But the question is, will it be an interesting surprise?" Faran said.

"Knowing Scott? No clue." Cathowl responded with a shrug.

"Um... What is that squirrel doing in Goku's hair?" Faran pointed at what, indeed, was a tiny squirrel sitting in Goku's hair, feeding itself with the food that went flying as the Saiyajin and his half-breed sons ate. Scott had fallen out of his chair laughing and Chi-chi was trying to calm the boy down to see what he was laughing about.
...She wasn't doing a very good job.

"I'd say that it's living easy." Cathowl shrugged.

"Ah."