Surrounded by hordes of demons grovelling and scraping
before him, Dabura relaxed on his giant throne and decided
that it was going to be a good day.
"Oh great lord Dabura!" A squat creature that looked something like a horned tomato waddled up to him. "There's a parcel for you here."
"Ah! A parcel!" Dabura smiled. "It must be the ninja costume I ordered off the Internet. You are dismissed, small messenger demon. I will open this parcel in the privacy of my room."
Dabura rose from the throne, his cape swirling around his boots as he left the chamber and entered his private quarters. The luxuriant room was decorated with extremely realistic statues, and a small imp sat in the corner continually playing the theme from Ghostbusters.
"Hello, Johnny," said Dabura to the imp. "Can you play something more ninja-like today? My ninja costume has arrived."
"Sure thing, boss." Johnny reached for his accordion. "I'm not entirely sure what a ninja is, though. Is it some kind of fish?"
"You'll see." Dabura tore open the parcel and lifted the cardboard flaps. "Behold! It is--"
"SURPRISE!" A wrinkly lemon with hairs leapt from the box, waving his skinny arms and grinning like a madman. "It is I, the Great Magician Babidi!" His black-rimmed eyes swivelled to face Dabura. "And you must be the Demon Lord of Darkness, Dabura!"
"What!" Dabura snarled, revealing his long fangs. "You're not a ninja costume! You're not even an extremely attractive woman! You're some sort of yellow pickle!"
Babidi hopped out of the cardboard box and smoothed out his cloak. "You won't be so mean to me when I'm done controlling your evil," he said, tapping his chin-tendrils wisely. "You'll do everything I command!"
"I doubt it. I am the Great Dabura! None can command me."
Babidi closed his eyes and extended his skinny little fingers. "Just give me a second... okay. PAPPARAPA!"
"Gwoooo!" Dabura clutched his face as the letter M slowly burned into his forehead. His yellow eyes slitted with pain. "You're inside my head!"
"Hahaha! You're mine now!"
Uncontrolled energy crackled in the air as Dabura's evil grew inside him until it possessed every inch of his being. Finally, Babidi released his grip, and Dabura's writhing hands relaxed. His face was drenched with sweat. The M on his forehead glowed briefly.
"Okay," said Dabura. "What the hell was that?"
"You're Majin Dabura now, my strongest henchman! You will help me resurrect Majin Buu!"
"Why?"
"Er... because you want to!"
"I do?"
"Yes," said Babidi. "It's all you want in the world."
Dabura considered this. "For some reason, it does seem as though resurrecting Majin Buu is all I want in the world. That, and to serve and protect my great master Babidi."
Babidi smiled wickedly. This was great! He had been worried that Dabura might be too powerful to control, but clearly his worries had been baseless. Now nobody could stop him, not even that meddling Kaioshin!
Dabura chuckled quietly as he watched Babidi caper and dance. Of course the hairy little wizard couldn't control him - he was the Lord of the Demon World! But it would amuse him to follow this little creature around, especially as his ninja costume had failed to arrive.
Johnny grinned fiendishly. He was... he had no idea what was going on! But he wanted to have a paragraph of his thoughts as well, because otherwise he'd feel left out. Rice sure is delicious with a light sauce! His arm sure got tired playing the Ghostbusters theme all day. Maybe if was good he'd get promoted to the guy who carefully combed Dabura's goatee.
"Come, Dabura! Leave your world of evil and help me resurrect Majin Buu!"
"Sure," said Dabura. "Just let me pack my things."
"Oh great lord Dabura!" A squat creature that looked something like a horned tomato waddled up to him. "There's a parcel for you here."
"Ah! A parcel!" Dabura smiled. "It must be the ninja costume I ordered off the Internet. You are dismissed, small messenger demon. I will open this parcel in the privacy of my room."
Dabura rose from the throne, his cape swirling around his boots as he left the chamber and entered his private quarters. The luxuriant room was decorated with extremely realistic statues, and a small imp sat in the corner continually playing the theme from Ghostbusters.
"Hello, Johnny," said Dabura to the imp. "Can you play something more ninja-like today? My ninja costume has arrived."
"Sure thing, boss." Johnny reached for his accordion. "I'm not entirely sure what a ninja is, though. Is it some kind of fish?"
"You'll see." Dabura tore open the parcel and lifted the cardboard flaps. "Behold! It is--"
"SURPRISE!" A wrinkly lemon with hairs leapt from the box, waving his skinny arms and grinning like a madman. "It is I, the Great Magician Babidi!" His black-rimmed eyes swivelled to face Dabura. "And you must be the Demon Lord of Darkness, Dabura!"
"What!" Dabura snarled, revealing his long fangs. "You're not a ninja costume! You're not even an extremely attractive woman! You're some sort of yellow pickle!"
Babidi hopped out of the cardboard box and smoothed out his cloak. "You won't be so mean to me when I'm done controlling your evil," he said, tapping his chin-tendrils wisely. "You'll do everything I command!"
"I doubt it. I am the Great Dabura! None can command me."
Babidi closed his eyes and extended his skinny little fingers. "Just give me a second... okay. PAPPARAPA!"
"Gwoooo!" Dabura clutched his face as the letter M slowly burned into his forehead. His yellow eyes slitted with pain. "You're inside my head!"
"Hahaha! You're mine now!"
Uncontrolled energy crackled in the air as Dabura's evil grew inside him until it possessed every inch of his being. Finally, Babidi released his grip, and Dabura's writhing hands relaxed. His face was drenched with sweat. The M on his forehead glowed briefly.
"Okay," said Dabura. "What the hell was that?"
"You're Majin Dabura now, my strongest henchman! You will help me resurrect Majin Buu!"
"Why?"
"Er... because you want to!"
"I do?"
"Yes," said Babidi. "It's all you want in the world."
Dabura considered this. "For some reason, it does seem as though resurrecting Majin Buu is all I want in the world. That, and to serve and protect my great master Babidi."
Babidi smiled wickedly. This was great! He had been worried that Dabura might be too powerful to control, but clearly his worries had been baseless. Now nobody could stop him, not even that meddling Kaioshin!
Dabura chuckled quietly as he watched Babidi caper and dance. Of course the hairy little wizard couldn't control him - he was the Lord of the Demon World! But it would amuse him to follow this little creature around, especially as his ninja costume had failed to arrive.
Johnny grinned fiendishly. He was... he had no idea what was going on! But he wanted to have a paragraph of his thoughts as well, because otherwise he'd feel left out. Rice sure is delicious with a light sauce! His arm sure got tired playing the Ghostbusters theme all day. Maybe if was good he'd get promoted to the guy who carefully combed Dabura's goatee.
"Come, Dabura! Leave your world of evil and help me resurrect Majin Buu!"
"Sure," said Dabura. "Just let me pack my things."