Jiro sniffed it too. "It stinks!" Walmart called to him. "Jiro, is there anything else we can use instead of a diaper?"
Jiro was furious. "How could there be?" Bulma sat nearby, holding Kid Trunks. "Baby Trunks is going to catch a cold."
Jiro told her, "It's fine. Didn't he grow up perfectly well without one?" Bulma thought it over. "I guess so! Hang in there, Baby Trunks!"
Just then, Goku returned with some firewood. "Bulma, if you're ready, let's get going!" Bulma glanced at him. "All right. I'm worried about Goten, too. Let's go!"
Meanwhile, at Turtle Hermit House, Yamcha and Master Roshi were watching over Goten. "He's gradually getting better. Trunks said it seems to be a viral heart disease. I took some medicine, too. Master Wu Tian, you should take some as well!"
Master Roshi glanced at the old sea turtle. "I'm not going to die, so I don't need any medicine." The old turtle had heard him. "Yamcha, could I have some medicine? That old geezer can't die, but I'm not so lucky!"
Vegeta was furious. He couldn't stand what they'd said about him earlier, especially Trunks' words. He was his own son, yet he praised his father's enemy, boosting someone else's morale while putting down his own.
"Damn it! What's Son Goten got that I don't? I'm a Super Saiyan, too! Given the same circumstances, I, the Saiyan Prince, am far superior to that guy. I'll show them my true power!"
No. 17, No. 18, and No. 16 were flying when the three androids suddenly landed. No. 18 asked No. 16, "Why did you land, No. 17?" "Walking there slowly is part of the fun. What's the point of going so fast?"
"Walk there?" "Let's take a car! One should pass through here. We can