So apparently people still read these. I stopped writing 'cause I wasn't feeling the mojo anymore but since I've started writing again I might as well try to write drabbles for 100 words. Haven't had time to sit down and compose notes into something meaningful for Legit. Doubt's Chap 4…real life suxs sometimes, these take less time tho, so enjoy…

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Cough medicine

The warrior who once dealt destruction to countless worlds now lay helpless in a ball beneath his cotton shroud wishing death would come. Eight days ago the youngest she-demon returned from preschool with the "sniffles". He now understood Frieza's rationale for taking children, their capacity for cultivating biological agents. His woman merely mocked his suffering. Her remedy was the vile syrupy green elixir that now sat on the bedside table. The few noxious vapors seeping through his clogged sinuses strengthened his resolve; he'd die before taking it. The Prince of all Saiyans would never be defeated by something called "Sniffles"!

Orchestra

"How much longer will this be Chich? I gotta meet Piccolo-n-Vegeta in…um…an hour-ish." Goku invented the meeting hoping Chichi would forget his promise.

"Shhhh, Goku you promised we'd take in some culture tonight. And remember to use your inside voice." Chichi didn't forget.

"But Chichiiiiii, you said there'd be food. My belly's gonna eat itself!"

"Goku! I'm sorry ma'am.

"Goku, please, it's only the second movement. Here, eat a Snickers."

"Hey Gohan, how many movements are there, and if they're called movements why are we just sitting?"

" Musical term, Dad, and there are three more." At least Goku was trying.

Coat

Trunks approached his father cautiously. It wasn't often, well never, that he asked for Vegeta's help with schoolwork.

"Dad? So we have this assignment about heraldry and stuff. And see, um Goten let slip that you are kinda the last ruler of our people. Dr Applecore went all spazz and insisted my assignment be on our family's coat of arms."

The boy cringed, ready to absorb Vegeta's wrath. His mother advised him never to ask about the lost planet.

"It's blood- red, straightforward" the prince began,slowly. "A 'V' symbolizes the force of our planet; an anchor to hold steadfast…

Captain

Bunny Briefs' Garden Tea was a highlight of the summer. The West City socialites would flock to the garden and sip Darjeeling among exotic flora and fauna.

"Oh Bunny, this new frog species is simply delightful" Dr, Norma Dapylil was the retired Curator Emeritus of Herpetology. "I've never spotted anything like it, the pink eyes and its keen awareness, simply delightful."

"Oh Norma, he's so sweet. Bulma named him Captain Ginyu. He just seems to rule the roost around here. It's so funny, almost like he taught the other frogs to do gymnastics. See; look at their darling little poses!"

Decorator

When Sally was given this assignment she thought it was her big break. Mark Satan's only daughter's wedding…jackpot! Yep, this might break her, big. If it wasn't the crazy father, it was the insane future-mother-in-law. Neither could agree on colors, flowers, or themes. The Bride so far hadn't even voiced an opinion; funny, she never thought Videl Satan was mentally disabled. The girl was a fighter like daddy, maybe she'd been hit one too many times. She just stared at the two of them, shell-shocked. Sally wondered if it was too late to trade with Janie for the Royal Wedding.