"Gohan, we're going to find Korin and see how many Senzu Beans he has left."
Yamcha left with Krillin and Chiaotzu, his resolve hardened. Even if he had to stuff himself with Senzu Beans, he'd take those androids down.
Only Son Gohan, Son Goku, and Vegeta remained on the boundless glacier.
"This match is going to be amazing." Son Goku was looking forward to it. This was a challenge worth giving his all for.
"What a load of crap, these androids! In three days, I'll kill them with my own hands!" Vegeta was furious.
He had made tremendous progress over the past year. He had finally become a Super Saiyan and thought he was invincible.
Yet he had nearly died at Future Cell's hands, and it was Piccolo who had saved him. The proud Saiyan Prince had been dealt another harsh blow.
"Can we enter the Hyperbolic Time Chamber again?" Vegeta was desperate to get stronger.
"I'm afraid not, Uncle Vegeta. At the moment, one person can spend a maximum of two years in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. You've already reached the limit." Son Gohan shook his head gently.
"Damn it!"
"But I have a faster way to get stronger. It'll take both you and Dad working together," Son Gohan said mysteriously.
"What way!?" Vegeta and Son Goku were interested at once.
"I spent a year alone with Kakarot in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. If it'll make me stronger, I'll work with him. I'll just have to put up with it!"
"Then you two, grab my shoulders." Thinking about what was about to happen, Son Gohan couldn't help grinning.
Inside the palace of the afterlife, documents were piled high across an enormous desk. King Yemma rested his head on one hand as he worked through his paperwork.
Whoosh!
Son Gohan, Son Goku, and Vegeta appeared in front of the enormous desk using Instant Transmission.
"Isn't this the afterlife? Is there a way to get stronger quickly here?" Son Goku scratched the back of his head, puzzled.
"Dad, you'll find out in a moment."
"Lord King Yemma! Lord King Yemma!" Son Gohan tilted his head back and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Oh, it's Son Gohan. Why have you come to the afterlife again? Are you going to King Kai's Planet?" King Yemma's red face peered down at them, his voice booming like thunder.
"No, Lord King Yemma. Could you help us find a Metamoran and tell us where he is?"
Son Gohan explained what had happened with Cell and Dr. Gero's plan.
"What? They're going to kill every human on Earth? That means I'll be swamped with work down here!"
King Yemma had been speaking lazily, but he suddenly perked up. He rummaged through the mountain of documents and pulled out a form.
"There are two Metamorans in my jurisdiction. They live to the east."
King Yemma showed Son Gohan the form, which listed their exact address.
"Thank you, Lord King Yemma."
Since they didn't know what Metamoran ki felt like, they couldn't use Instant Transmission. The three of them had no choice but to fly east.
"Son Gohan, you have to stop Cell. I really don't want to work overtime again." King Yemma let out a deep, troubled sigh.
The three flew at incredible speed and reached the Metamorans' home before long.
A small lake lay ahead, its surface perfectly still, reflecting the dim sky of the afterlife.
Two short, stocky figures with purple skin sat cross-legged on some rocks by the lake.
"Hello. My name is Son Gohan. I've come especially to learn the Fusion Dance."
"Living people?" The two Metamorans looked them over curiously. "If you want to learn the Fusion Dance, you'll have to beat us first."
"I'll do it!"
Son Goku volunteered and launched an attack without warning. He defeated the two in a few moves, then said with some disappointment, "You're not much to write home about. You're kind of weak."
"You idiot! We hadn't fused yet. Who told you to attack?" The two Metamorans were covered in dust and clearly furious.
Then the two of them struck an extremely strange pose and fused together, their power increasing dramatically.
At first, Son Goku floundered against the fused warrior's attacks. He didn't win until he transformed into a Super Saiyan.
"That's incredible! So this is the Fusion Dance?" After seeing the transformation firsthand, Son Goku was instantly won over.
Thirty minutes later, the fusion ended. The two Metamorans rubbed their aching bodies and complained, "Where did this freak come from?!"
Still, they kept their word and began teaching Son Goku and Vegeta the essentials of the Fusion Dance.
Only two people with roughly equal strength and similar builds could fuse.
The Fusion Dance usually lasted only 30 minutes. Once time was up, the fused warrior returned to normal, and the two couldn't fuse again for a while.
If the fused warrior used up too much energy, the fusion would last less time and end early.
Son Gohan remembered how, during the Majin Buu Saga, Son Goten and Trunks had fused and transformed into Super Saiyan 3, only for the fusion to end after five minutes.
One of the Metamorans continued, "The fusion poses are very important. Even the slightest mistake will make the fusion fail."
"If it fails, you'll have to wait 30 minutes for the fusion to wear off before trying again."
First, the two people had to adjust their ki until it was exactly the same. Then they had to perform precisely matching movements in opposite directions, like mirror images.
"You want me to do the pose you just did?"
Vegeta recalled the pose the two Metamorans had used to fuse, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Yeah, Vegeta! You saw it too, right? The Fusion Dance is really amazing!" Son Goku was still excitedly explaining, unaware of the problem.
"Shut up, Kakarot!"
"I'd rather die than do something this embarrassing! I'm not fusing with you. No way!"
The ridiculous pose was far too humiliating for Vegeta. It didn't suit his noble status as a prince.
What he found hardest to accept was having to share a body with Son Goku and borrow the power of a Low-Class Warrior. It trampled all over his pride and dignity as the Saiyan Prince.
"The fusion only lasts thirty minutes. If we don't fuse, we might not be able to beat Cell, and then Earth will be destroyed," Son Goku urged.
"Hmph. Then Earth's just out of luck." Vegeta refused to give in.
Son Gohan walked over and whispered, "Uncle Vegeta, does it not matter if your beloved Aunt Bulma dies?"
Vegeta's face turned bright red. Embarrassed and annoyed, he said, "Don't say something so shameless! Fine, I get it. Let's start practicing."
After that brief exchange, the two Metamorans continued explaining the Fusion Dance and began demonstrating the movements.
First, the two people had to stand side by side with a person's width between them. Then they had to hold their arms parallel in the same direction, at a 90-degree angle to their bodies.
When they called out "Fu," they had to move toward each other from opposite directions. They had to be careful with their feet: they could take only three steps.
When they called out "sion," they had to bring their fingers together. They also had to watch the angle between their feet. The left foot in particular had to be straightened—without fail.
"This is so stupid. I'd rather be dead!" Vegeta covered his face, unable to watch.
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