I looked back to where Goku was fighting the Dragon Lord and saw that unfortunately he hadn't figured out a way to get past his defenses. The man might have been a big ol' boy and have fashion sense that would make Richard Simmons scream in terror but I had to admit he knew how to use that shield. Every time Goku threw a punch the Dragon Lord managed to block it. Didn't matter if it was fast or slow either. Goku sometimes wound up for a big hard punch and the Dragon Lord would brace himself even as the shield did all the work. Other times he went for a flurry of hits, lightning quick so that his hands completely disappeared into a blur. Once more the Dragon Lord managed to block every single one. And when he did Goku would be driven back, his knuckles bruised as his own power was used against him.
"You can't defeat me," the Dragon Lord mocked. "You have no hope! I am the wall that will never break! The fortress that will never fall!" He pointed his specter at the panting Saiyan. "You will die here, intruder, and there is nothing you can-"
And that's when Gohan slammed the extending Power Pole into the top of the Dragon Lord's head, driving it a bit down into his torso before it popped back up, revealing his dazed and swirling eyes.
"Nice work, Gohan!" Goku called up to his son. "I knew if I pushed him to the right spot you'd take him out!" He turned to help Chichi only to see her standing next to a scattering of bodies, brushing her hands against one another with a little cloud of dust coming off of them.
"I think I need to begin training again if I am going to travel more with you, Goku!" she declared, doing a high kick that had my groin aching just at the sight of it. "I'm not as flexible as I was five years ago!"
Goku chuckled at that. "Hey, we'll figure out a good regiment for you!" He turned to me. "Where are your opponents, Kayos?"
"Oh, they are around but we won't need to worry about them," I said with a shrug, walking over to the Dragon Lord's knocked out form. I nudged him with my shoe, making sure he was out cold. "And to the victor go the spoils," I commented.
"Yeah!" Goku said, grabbing the Dragon Ball and passing it from hand to hand. Isco dropped down with Gohan, his father ruffling his hair before he pressed his lips together in thought. "So… like using the Power Pole?"
"yeah!" Gohan chirped. "It worked out really well!"
"I'm glad. I might have grown out of using weapons but that doesn't mean you can't use them." He reached down and grabbed the Dragon Lord's shield. "Here Gohan… why don't you have this?"
"Goku?" Chichi asked.
"You saw what it could do," he argued. "And you are always worried that Gohan might get hurt. The Power Pole means he can fight at a distance if he has to and the shield will protect him."
"Hmmm." She slowly nodded. "I like it!" She walked over and kissed Goku on the cheek. "And I like you using your head for more than fighting."
Goku blushed at that before leaning down and strapping the shield to Gohan's arm. The boy grinned only to cry out when the shield made him tilt to the left, his arm flailing about wildly as he tried to right himself. Goku finally grabbed him and steadied him, chuckling softly as he helped Gohan move the shield so it was in front of him, a bit more balanced.
"Guess we'll have to get you used to the weight!" he teased and Gohan looked at the shield, a bit unsure before his gaze hardened and he gave a firm nod.
"Well, I think we should get out of here before anyone wakes up," Chichi said. "I really don't want to have to deal with these people anymore."
"Probably should call the authorities too," I muttered. "Isco?"
"Already done, sir. They should be here within the next hour."
Goku nodded at that. "Then let's get moving. Here Kayos, why don't you hang onto the Dragon Ball, just in case?"
I didn't quite follow his logic since I was weaker than probably even Gohan, but shrugged all the same and took the Dragon Ball.
"Mmm… another has claimed me. Hopefully they will have better hygiene than the last guy."
"What the-?"
"Kayos?" Goku asked, seeing me staring intently at the Dragon Ball. "You okay?"
"Shot in the dark but you ever have one of these things… talk to you?"
Goku rubbed the back of his head, pondering that. "Not that I can say. Of course I might not have heard it…"
"You do get easily distracted," Chichi stated.
"What?" Goku exclaimed, staring at his wife. "I do not!"
"Please, you always do. Everyone knows it!" She smiled and motioned for Gohan to follow her back towards the tunnel.
"They… they do not! Come on Chichi!" Goku gave chase after his family, leaving me and Isco standing amongst our fallen foes.
"Sir?" Isco asked.
"Nothing," I muttered, the Dragon Ball silent. "Hopefully I'm just… hearing things."
I didn't need to look at Isco to know he didn't believe that either.
"We brought pencils and pens, just in case!" Hommer said, coming back into the chamber, Wrunch right behind him with an entire ream of paper. "Now then…"
The two looked at their fallen companions.
"He… he tricked us!" Wrunch declared. "He tricked us and fled!" She narrowed her eyes. "That man is so dead!"
"Yes!" Hommer declared. "So… let's get that K-450 request put in so we can do just that."
Wrunch nodded and the two sat down, using the Dragon Lord's conked-out form as a table to begin their writing.