A/N: after you let out your frustration on vegeta for letting Cella achieve her perfect form, Cella later announces her own tournament known as the cella games.
You stood before a frightened Krillin and an injured vegeta. Vegeta stood up as you walked to her.
Vegeta: Oh now what? Have you come to just complain like the....
You smacked her in the face but when it hit her face, it felt like a shockwave.
Krillin: 0_0
(Y/N): just how fucking dumb are you?! Letting Cella absorb 18 and even trying to stop our own son?! We're you born with this retarded pride?! I hope your happy to live with the fact that you've probably succeed in killed everyone including your own family and you! Now wonder frieza.....
That's when you Noticed a tear running down Vegeta's face while she still kept an angered look.
(Y/N):........
Groudon: oh... I think he just broke her.
Kyogre: now that's cutting deep.
Vegeta then spoke in a calm yet shortly pissed off voice.
Vegeta: the reason I did it was because I want to prove that I'm not below Kakarrot! And for the record, my pride is what reminds me of my once proud race. And I will never toss it aside! Despite what you say!!!
She flew off.
(Y/N): grrrrrrr!!!!
You were about to fly off until Trunks stopped you.
Trunks: let her go father, she's too stubborn.
(Meanwhile)
Piccolo: So, a development: Cella's gone.
Bulma: Wait. So, Trunks won?
Logan: No, #he split. As in, grabbed her metaphorical shit and flew off.
Bulma: After killing Trunks?!
Piccolo: No.
Bulma: Vegeta?!
Piccolo: Nobody's dead!
Logan: not yet anyway.
Piccolo: I think she just got bored and left.
Bulma: So...we won, then?
Piccolo: No!
Logan: Oh, my God! You Are Retarded!
(Back to you).
Trunks I... I'm sorry father. I did my best, but...she just toyed with me! I couldn't do anything! And in the end...I wasn't even important enough to kill!
Krillin: Again, guys. Come on. It's just me, Krillin. Everyone's friend.
Android 16: I would like more friends...
All 3: Huh?
Android 16: I seem to have misplaced mine when Cella... Oh.
Trunks You've got to be kidding me! I would never be friends with you!
Android 16: I was not speaking to you! I was speaking to the duck.
Krillin: Well, quack, quack, big guy! Any friend of 18 is a friend of mine! Let's get you all patched up.
Android 16: You are the pluckiest duck. Together we shall be the Bird and the B. The B stands for...
Krillin: Brobot!
Android 16: Yes.
Trunks: What am I watching?
(Y/N): pretty sure this is what's called making friends trunks. -_-
Trunks: Well, hopefully he doesn't try and screw this one.
Groudon: well, someone's a robo racist.
(Meanwhile).
Cella landed near a peaceful countryside. She then proceeded to level the entire area. Next, she telekinetically lifted a big rock from the ground and cut its into a large white marble and then divided the marble into multiple tiles. Cella thrusted one arm forward and made all the tiles fall on the floor, making a giant ring.
Cella: Ahhh, yes. The perfect place for my Cella Ga....
She saw that one of the tiles was green.
Cella: Son of an emerald whore, STARTING AGAIN!
She continued to keep trying with trying to build her right correctly. But so far it's just been the same result.
Cella: How did all these squares make a circle?! I just...! ...No, no. It's fine. It's fine. It doesn't bother me, it doesn't bother me... It bothers me, it bothers me a lot!
She saw one tile in the ring was still green.
Cella: AND THAT ONE'S STILL GREEN!!!
She tried once last time.
Cella: Finally! It is complete! Perfectly square off fine marble white, and a full twenty-four by twenty...
She noticed a half-tile on the ring.
Cella: ...Let it go, Cella. You have shit to do.
She flew off.
(TimeSkip).
You and everyone else were watching TV.
Logan: "sigh" there's never a damn thing good on.
News Reporter: And as you can see, every dog has its...
Cella erupted underground right beside the news reporter.
News Reporter: Aaahhhh!
Cella grabbed him by the neck and lift him into the air.
Cella: The following contains violence, coarse language and adult situations not suitable for minors. Viewer discretion is advised.
She snapped the news reporter's neck off-screen while everyone minus Chiaotzu watched in horror.
Chiaotzu: Whoa! Brutal!
Cella: Ladies, gentlemen, boys and girls, and that technicolor rainbow in-between, I am Cella. You may remember me from the following cities.
She showed a quick scroll down of all the cities she had visited.
Cella: Of course if you lived in those cities, you won't remember because you are now part of my biomass as I absorbed you. But that's not what I'm here to talk to about today. Today, I'm making an announcement!
Krillin: Please be leaving the planet forever. Please be leaving the planet forever. Please be leaving the planet forever!
Cella: I am leaving the planet forever.
Krillin: WOO-HOO!
Frieza: wait for it.
Cella: After I blow it up!
Krillin: OH NO!
Frieza:.....I'm liking this chick now.
Cella: Unless!
Krillin: "wheezes"
Cella: One of your planet's "champions" can best me in one-on-one combat!
Bulma: So Goka and or (Y/N), then.
Vegeta: Shut up!
Cella: I am officially hosting a once-in-your-lifetime event! A tournament so grand, it will leave you breathless! I hereby dub it...the Cella Games! Be part of the conversation on Twitter at #CellaGames!
Yamcha: Annnnnd she's already trending.
Cella: For all of you familiar with your adorable little World Martial Arts Tournament, I'll be borrowing the rules. No brackets this time, however. Yours truly will be your only opponent. And much like Vegeta's mother, I will accept all comers.
Vegeta: How dare...?
Krillin: ...Why'd you take off your shirt?
Cella: The location of this marvelous event is 28 KS Point 5. If you don't know where that is, blame the cartographers. The games will start at noon one week from today. That should give you plenty of time to prepare. Or for those not participating, time to connect with loved ones, get your affairs in order, or maybe just kill your boss! Get a purge going! Live a little! Because in one week's time...
She chuckled and raised one hand at the back of the studio.
Cella: Well, to give you an idea...
She fired a blast through the back to the studio that destroys many buildings and a mountain.
Cella: So, keep that in mind, and I'll see you next Sunday! Also, feel free to pray to your Gods. But spoilers ...I won't be listening.
(Y/N): ...we am going to Kick. Her. Ass.
A/N: never act self entitled in front of a deity.