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Briefs Laboratory
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"I've done it!" the old scientist exclaimed happily, holding up a vial of a bubbling pink liquid.
He danced around for a moment, and frowned. "I just wish I knew what I did."
Dr.Briefs' wife, a beautiful, busty woman who was much younger than her longtime husband and still managed a matronly appearance despite her incredible looks, stepped out of the shadows, where she had been observing her husband at work. "You were combining chemicals at random again, weren't you dear?"
Dr.Briefs chuckled, and grinned sheepishly. "Well, ever since the Saiyans blew up all the major badguys in the universe and everyone else was ressurected, I've had very little to do."
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HFIL
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"Oh, you'll have something to do, Dr.Briefs, because the MOMENT I GET OUT OF HERE, I'LL..."
Piccolo, Frieza, and Captain Ginyu blasted Cell in midrant, sending him sprawling.
"Shut up and play cards, loser," Piccolo snapped, grinning at him, or I'll call Pikkon down here to smack you around again."
Cell meeped and picked up his cards again. He was laughing again a moment later, though, because he won the hand.
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Briefs Laboratory
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Mrs.Briefs nodded. "So what do you plan to do."
"Well, what I always do! Test it!" he said, then grinned weakly, "...I just don't know on who..."
Anyone else would have facefaulted. But ever since giving birth to Bulma, she was used to her husband's foibles.
"Hmmm..." she thought.
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