"That is horrifying," Piccolo said before flashing me a fang-filled smile. "I like it."
"And just what are you two plotting?" Raditz asked, catching Goku in the stomach with a powerful punch that had the young hero gasping for air. He lifted Goku clear off his feet, letting him dangle off his fist for a moment before he casually let him drop, kicking him away for good measure before he could touch the ground.
"Getting his statement on the fight, sir," I called out. "Do you mind me calling you sir? Or is there another title I should use for you?"
"Master would work fine."
I grimaced. "Miiiiiight wanna think of a different one. In a lot of cultures that has a very… sexual undertone."
That caused Raditz to pause, blinking as he considered my words. "…seriously?"
"Apparently," Piccolo admitted.
"Hmmm."
"Lord is a good one," I pointed out.
Raditz smiled at that. "Lord Raditz. I like it. Yes, you may refer to me as such!" He suddenly was right on Piccolo, swinging at him only for the Namekian to duck while I once more found myself scrambling for cover. Isco, the lucky bastard, had taken to the skies to avoid any chances he might get hit after the last flurry of key blasts. "I would suggest coming up with titles for this one-" He grabbed Piccolo by the head, forcing his skull back, "-but he won't be around long to hear any of them."
Piccolo opened his mouth and fired off an energy blast that had Raditz cursing and yanking his arm away. "Only because I'll be too busy celebrating your defeat!" he declared as he moved in to once more take on Raditz, the Saiyan warrior returning to the defensive.
"I hope you aren't expecting me to begin calling you 'lord', sir," Isco said, floating down to me.
"I'm not conceited like that," I commented, waiting for the right moment so I could fling out a capsule. Piccolo suddenly rose up in an attempt to try and slam his knee into Raditz's face only for his foe to easily duck away before aiming to strike Piccolo in the chest with an open palm. For his part Piccolo dodged that attack before kicking at Raditz, catching him on the chin and snapping his head back. "Now."
The capsule flew out of my hand as Raditz stumbled back.
The long haired Saiyin wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as he braced himself to launch another assault. "Oh, you are-"
His foot came down and suddenly he was flung up as a large four post pink princess bed formed under him.
"…god damn it, Bulma," I muttered.
"Well… that happened," Isco commented as Piccolo, rather than laugh at what had happened, went on the offensive. He fired off several ki blasts at Raditz who spun around and recovered, too angry about the suddenly appearance of the bed to actually question it. He instead snarled and launched himself at Piccolo only for Goku to rocket right at him, having recovered finally and join in on the fight. Goku, much to my surprise, grabbing one of the posts of the bed and slammed it into Raditz's stomach before trying to tie him up with the sheets.
"You think those little tricks will stop me, brother!?" Raditz roared as he flexed, bursting out of the linens. "I have encountered every tactic there is!"
"Okay then!" Goku said, spinning in the air before launching himself upwards again. Piccolo fired a few more ki blasts and I took aim, flinging another capsule, this one in a high arc. Sure enough after a few seconds it poofed open to reveal an entire vanity with mirror, which crashed down beside Raditz, startling him as makeup and powders bounced around him. "How about this? Ka... ma…."
"We should move," I whispered, Isco already buzzing off as I leapt onto the cycle and turned it on.
"Ha… ma…."
Raditz roared and thrust out his own hands to prepare for the hit, taking several blasts from Piccolo along his back for his trouble. But still he refused to move, focused entirely on his brother.
"HA!" Goku roared, firing off the Kamahamaha. The energy blast thundered down at Raditz and when I glanced back I had the distinct impression of him staring in shock before the blast hit him full on, the warrior screaming with a fury as he fought against it. I had to turn away thanks to the light that was coming off of the blast, bringing the cycle to a stop about a football field's length away from where I had been.
"Did that work?" Isco asked.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Raditz roared.
"Nope," I muttered as the warrior blasted himself into the air, pounding Goku repeatedly in the face, battering the orange gi-wearing hero as he had no chance to raise his hands to defense himself. Again and again he pounded into Goku, grabbing him by the hair and forcing his head up so he could have better access to his face.