Hello and welcome to the beginning of my Reality TV Saga where I take some of the most well known anime, manga, even cartoon and book characters and pit them against the greatest enemy they'll ever meet. Reality Television. And first up since its one of my faves and since it got me into fanfiction with my first fic the Yin-Yang Saga I decided that Dragon Ball Z will be the first victims. There maybe some cross-overs with other favorites but their time's will shine later. For now lets focus on the current show. You know the faves and the mains Goku, Gohan, Piccolo, Vegeta, Krillin, both Trunks, Goten, and Bulma they'll be here but also some others like Chi Chi, Kami, Dende, Tien, Chaotzu, Yamcha, Android 18, Mr. Popo and even that wierd old man Master Roshi and his good friend Turtle will be there plus many more. We may see some King Kai and some old villains I mean come on maybe Frieza will get lucky at Deal or No Deal Super Saiyan style, just don't get germs on Howie. And who can resist a family reunion between Goku and his brother Radish I mean Raditz and one between Vegeta and his father...Vegeta (whole lot of creativity going on in that gene pool) in family feud? And is Gohan smarter then a fifth grader? Not if young Trunks has anything to say about it. How the hell did Piccolo get on the Bachelor? And were drugs and a certain bored prince involved? Hell's kitchen will not be the same when Chi Chi and Gordan Ramsay are on the rampage in the kitchen but isn't she a constantant? Is it smooth sailing for Bulma in the Apprentice or will Donald Trump take her down? Can Ty and the gang help the Nameks in Extreme Makeover Home Edition? With the Z-fighters help anything is possible...such as the possibility of it taking longer then a week with their help or the very high chance of it never getting done. And when did Mr. Popo get so funny? All these questions and more will be answered and seen, all that remains is one question can our heroes and even our villains survive?

Every DBZ Character: YOU BETTER BELIEVE WE CAN!

Piccolo: Not...

Goku: *gasps* Piccolo are you serious come on we can beat Reality TV.

Vegeta: For once I agree with Kakarot how dare you doubt my great power!

Piccolo: Oh yeah? Well guess what Vegeta your up first.

Vegeta: Say WHAT?

Goku: Hey he's right look! *points to Oracle of the Stars on the tv*

Me: Now DBZ has some memorable characters and the most memorable are the angry one's and the poster boy for rage and violence happens to be Vegeta. What better way to start this off then by giving our favorite flamed haired short warrior prince of all egos a good reality check? No pun intended ok yes intended. Now what reality show will he be put up against? I think you know unless you didn't read the summary or the title of this chapter. If that is the case then you really need to pay attention but I'll cut you a break. Here's one more question So You Think You Can Dance Vegeta?

***A loud explosian is heard in some part of the building...most likely the lobby where everyone is currently at and hopefully still alive well at least Piccolo, Kami, Moori so that at least one set of Dragon Balls are still alive***

Vegeta: WHAT?

***Laughing is heard but then comes another explosian...any hope of anyone being alive is slowly dropping***

Me: Well umm...looks like someone's excited...don't worry they'll be alive and kicking *hops into stolen time machine that Trunks left* Well as I go and turn off the tv in the lobby 15 minutes ago, lets move on to first chapter of DBZ vs...REALITY TELEVISION?

Dende: (who is alive cause he was getting a water when Vegeta exploded) Oracle of the Stars does not own DBZ at all in any way. She also does not own any of the shows that were mentioned or the people who created, produced or judge on the show. If she did do you think she would be wasting her time writing fanfiction?

Chapter 1

So You Think You Can Dance Vegeta?

It is another beautiful morning on earth the sun is shining, not a single cloud in the sky the birds chirp happily and merrily, all is quiet and serene.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY TO ME?" until it all came crashing down when a certain loud mouthed, stubborn couple were having yet another 'normal morning'.

"YOU HEARD ME WOMAN!" shouted an enraged and annoyed Vegeta (gee what a shock). "I AM NOT GOING TO A STUPID...B-B WHATEVER YOU CALLED IT!"

"Its called a Ballet genius!" Bluma shouted back at him all ready for this big night she had planned for weeks. There was just one crucial thing she didn't count on Chi Chi getting sick and not able to come. No one else was available and she wasn't going alone so she decided to make her oh so lovely husband come with her instead. After all they never really been on a real date, it would be nice to do something romantic for a change though of course Vegeta had to take a simple little request and defy her in a big way. Bulma groaned and rubbed her temples, "Geez Vegeta you can be such a child! What is so wrong to go to a little ballet with your wife who loves you despite your flaws. Who not only is the mother of your child but is responsible for the clean clothes you wear, a roof over your head, and that you get your 20 meals a day not to mention the huge amounts of time I sacrifice to fix your precious Gravity Chamber and training equipment which you break on a daily basis. And all I'm asking of you is to do this one little thing for me and you flat out refuse?"

"That's right!" Vegeta shouted back at her popping a vein just above his eyebrow. "And how dare you stand there with the gall to accus me of not doing anything for you! Have you forgotten that I have saved not only your life but the lives of your precious friends and family with the very risk of me dying fighting to protect this little mudball? Does that not count as doing you a favor?"

"Oh excuse me for not appreciating all that you've done for me! Like not taking over the earth, or killing me like you threatened to do the first time we met!" Bulma shouted in reply also a vein popping both looked like they were going to explode any second. "Don't give me that shit Vegeta! I do more for you then you have ever done for me! And you didn't even do those things for me, you just did it for yourself! Now why are you so dead set on not going to a Ballet its not like it'll kill you to spend some kind of time with me for once!"

Vegeta growled as he ground the very soles of his heels into the ground scuffing the new wooden floors, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, he then looked at Bulma with such fury if she wasn't so mad Bulma probably would have flinched. But she only quirked an eyebrow at him and waited his answer, "Why? WHY? I'll tell you why! Its bad enough that the men on this planet willingly wear pink (he still hasn't fully forgiven Bulma for that one), but to also willingly do something so...so...spineless, weak and feminine such as this dancing you call it is mind boggling. Do they have no pride as men? Just the thought of seeing one prance around in tights is enough to make my skin crawl and make me sick to my stomach!"

It was silent for a while you could hear the hands on the clock ticking away as the silence continued and showed no signs of being broken until finally Bulma who was just looking at Vegeta blankly the whole time till finally she crossed her arms and tapped her foot impatiently. "Your serious that's why? Because you think its unmanly? That's your big reason? Boy I gotta say Vegeta that's a pretty lame excuse, especially when your wrong."

He looked at her and quirked an eyebrow as he just processed what she said to him, "Wha wrong? Wrong about what?" he asked well shouted.

"About dancing being unmanly" Bulma stated in a matter-o-fact tone.

"How the hell am I wrong about that? What is so manly about going around spinning in circles and leaping like a little fairy?", Vegeta asked enraged.

Bulma rolled her eyes but stayed patient as she sighed, "Because" she started as she stepped forward and poked at his chest as she explained. "In dancing it isn't simply spinning in circles and leaping, it takes a lot of physical strength, speed, agility and endurance in order to do the amazing feats they accomplish. Believe me Vegeta dancing isn't something you pick up in a matter of seconds, it takes hard work and years of lessons and training physical and mental on a dancer's part. And not just Ballet dancers, for all dancers." As she poked he would take a step back but she would move forward towering over the tiny prince and continued her speech, "SambaHip HopBreak DancingTapSalsaTangoQuick !" she said so fast that it almost astounded Vegeta. "All of these and more takes a lot of talent and training, maybe even more training then you do Vegeta."

Bulma knew that Vegeta do to blow at that point so she quickly but calmly backed up but kept her firm stance as she awaited his reaction. Surprisingly enough he was more frazzled then furious as he tried to fathom at what his wife just said to him. "More training then I? That is absolutely rediculous. Dancing could never take that much training ever! I refuse to believe it! In fact I could master any and all dance easily! If dancing takes all the qualities like you said then for a great warrior like myself dancing would be a cakewalk."

Bulma snorted and turned her whole torso away from him which of course just made her husband even more furious that she would doubt his declaration. It was then however that Bulma got a brilliant yet oh so evil idea, as she remembered something she saw on tv a few days ago. 'Alright Vegeta its time that your absolute need to prove yourself and inability to turn down a challenge come in good use for me. Oh is this going to be fun' she thought to herself as she turned back to her husband with an absolute evil look on her face with a smirk that even made Vegeta almost flinch. Though it was expected considering it was the smirk he often had on his face but unless Vegeta spent long hours looking in the mirror smirking at himself he probably never would have figured that it was his smirk Bulma was using against him.

"Oh so dancing would be a cakewalk to you warriors huh?" she asked quirking an eyebrow at him. "Well then why don't we find out?" she asked with a devilish smile which didn't really scare Vegeta in fact he thought she looked pretty sexy and was contemplating on how to get her to do it more often. "There is a dance show called So You Think You Can Dance, and it is a pretty big hit, auditions are going to be taking place in 6 months and one of the cities they are holding the auditions happens to be this one at the local theatre. If you think dancing is so easy why don't you audition you may even be the winner."

"Uhh wha?" was all Vegeta could find to say as he was bewildered at his wife's suggestion. "That is the most~".

"Ha! I knew it! Your going to chicken out" Bulma accused not about to let him get out of this one. "Looks like the almighty Prince of all Saiyans isn't man enough to try out his dancing skills on national television. Guess this is a challenge you can't handle" She waited in silence as the bait slowly sunk in, she smirked in victory as she counted off in her head '5..4..3..2..1..'

"A challenge I the prince of all saiyans can't handle?" he cried and threw his head back as he snorted. "Ha! Fine I accept your challenge I'll show you that dancing is something that anyone can pick up!"

"Oh really now?" Bulma asked smirking in victory as she put the rest of her plan into action. "Well then why don't we make this a little more interesting?". She couldn't help but chuckle at his confusion as he quirked an eyebrow at her, she then placed her hand on her hips and continued. "I say we have ourselves a little bet, if you make it into the Vegas round then I will be your perfect little wife and do whatever you say" she declared boldly and already Vegeta was liking the sound of this bet. "For five whole days I'll let you eat whatever you want whenever you want, you can go out and train to your hearts content and I won't come bother you. I'll even drop everything to fix whatever you break and I'll even call you Lord Vegeta or His Almighty Greatness Who is the Strongest Warrior in the Universe And I His Wench Who is Lucky To Breath the Air He Breaths".

"You can just call me Lord Vegeta after all I am very humble" he said with a chuckle. "Does this deal include night hours also?" he asked with a mischevious smile.

"Yes he who is humble and horny" she replied rolling her eyes but then returned his mischevious smile. "Oh but I'm not done yet. If you think that deal is good it only get's better, if you don't get canned on the first week of Vegas I'll increase my slavitude to ten days. Also this year I hear that the competion is going to have a top ten so if you somehow are chosen for the top ten then that ten days is bumped up to twenty. Oh but wait it get's better if you by some miracle make it to the top five then I'll be your slave for a month. Finally if Dende is smiling upon you and you win then I will surrender myself for two whole months."

Vegeta could hardly believe it, the prize was almost too good to be true. Not only would he prove her wrong but she would be practically bowing at his feet giving him the true respect a prince deserves. He would have to be a fool not to take the bet, that is what he thought until Bulma continued.

"Hold on Vegeta I didn't even mention the price you'll pay for if you don't accomplish any of the conditions I've set" she said having to resist from bursting into a fit of giggles after the look he gave her. "You honestly didn't think there wouldn't be a price did you? Well Vegeta all the conditions also apply to if you fail only vice versa. If you don't make it to vegas then you have to be my perfect little husband for five days. Meaning that you have to do whatever I say just as I will do whatever you say. This includes taking me out on romantic dinners, not train or even set foot into the gravity room instead you'll spend your day with me with a big smile not a smirk a warm smile as we go shopping, to the salon, and even oh yes even work as a supportive husband. You will also have to spend time with your son and be nice to everyone. Meaning you will call them all by their names and the one's that they choose for themselves so instead of calling Goku Kakarott you will call Goku Goku. Even be nice to Master Roshi, Oolong and Yamcha unless I tell you otherwise. But most of all you will not call me woman you will call me Bulma no wait no don't call me Bulma" she said as she got an evil gleam in her eye. "You will instead call me names like "Sweetie" or "Honey" something cute and lovely. And you mister will have to endure with a smile as I call you my little "Veg-head", and "Vegeta Bear" and even oh yes and even my "VeggieBurger". Even in public you will smile and be the perfect husband/father/friend."

Words could not make their way out of Vegeta's mouth the very idea of him having to do any number of those things made him want to puke, Bulma could see this but only laughed evily at his reaction. "Oh yes and it only gets worse. If you do make it to vegas but get canned you'll get your five days but then you have to be my slave for ten days. If you make it to the top ten but then are the first one voted off you'll get your ten days but I'll get twenty days. If you make it to the top five but then are voted off afterwards you'll get your twenty days but I'll get a month. Finally if you don't win you'll get your month but that means for two months you'll be my slave. Also this applies if you quit. If you quit at all you have to admit to everyone that dancing isn't as easy as you said it was and whatever stage you quit in is the penalty. Well Vegeta you want to take on this bet or are the stakes to high?". Bulma couldn't help but feel absolutely victorious right now, oh sure the possibility of her losing was undeniable but so was Vegeta's and even if he didn't want to admit there was a good chance we wouldn't even make it to Vegas Week. Even if she did lose she still would have the satisfaction at seeing Vegeta dance on public television meaning that she would have black mail for years so she would win anyway. So what if she would have to sacrifice herself for 5 days to possibly 2 months but it was a sacrifice she was willing to make.

Meanwhile Vegeta was seriously thinking about the bet, he was so deep in thought that the world could have ended been wished back and ended again and he never would have noticed or even flinched. 'If I win I'll have what feels to be an eternity of bliss, no one to bother me and the woman will do whatever I say. Finally some peace and quiet and not being bothered by the brat. I again would be a fool not to take this deal but then I could also be a fool for taking it. For if I lost...wait a minute if I LOST? What am I thinking? I am the prince of all saiyans I do not lose I can't lose not at such a foolish challenge. I'll show her I'll show them all.'

"You got a bet woman" Vegeta said as both of them smirked evily at the other. "Make no mistake I will be victorious! You may want to get use to calling me Lord Vegeta now so that it'll hurt a lot less later."

"Yeah right", Bulma said just as confident. "I doubt you'll even make it to Vegas you may want to try to come up with some cute pet names for me and get use to being called VeggieBurger that way the chance of you having a stroke will be so much less likely."

"Ha! Please your going to regret challenging the great Vegeta" he said as he laughed as if he already won.

"Speaking of the challenge which kind of dance are you going to use for your audition?" Bulma asked making the saiyans laughter end with a halt. "Oh that's right you saiyans don't have dances so you have no idea do you? Well then your chances of victory have just been blown" she told him the final step of her plan being put in place.

"Shut up! I have six months that's plenty of time to do research! And I'll start off with going to this Ballet and study it so that I can master it with even greater ease" he said as he stomped off grabbing a notepad and pen.

"Nah I don't feel like going" Bulma said as she walked off toward the bedroom blase like but was stopped as Vegeta grabbed her arm and pulled her next to him.

"Oh no you don't! Your coming with me! I am not going to this Ballet alone! You hear me?" he said in a commanding tone as he grabbed her coat through it to her then opened the door. "Come on let's go or else we'll miss it" he said hurriedly.

Bulma tried hard not to laugh though inside she was in hysterics, but she calmly put on her coat and walked out the door. "Oh alright if you insist", she said as if she had won making Vegeta smile in triumph as he followed.

Later at the Ballet

"Hold on a second!" Vegeta says in a harsh whisper as Bulma continued to enjoy watching Swan Lake. It takes all of his restraint not to crumped the whole notebook with at least 15 pages of notes on it as he glares at his wife. "You tricked me..." he said with a hiss.

"Yep pretty much you fell for it hook line and sinker", Bulma said not taring her eyes away from the show. "You can back out of the bet now if you want."

"Not a chance! I'm even more determined to win so that I can make you pay for this later" he said as he continued to jot down notes.

"Was worth it" she said with a laugh. 'Sucker' she thought mentally but continued to watch happily as her annoyed husband jotted down notes. 'Oh I cannot wait to see how far he'll go and how far he'll fall'.

Me: Well everyone that concludes Chapter 1 of DBZ VS...REALITY TELEVISION? And also Part 1 of "SO YOU THINK YOU CAN DANCE VEGETA?". Oh man how far will Vegeta go? And who is he going to drag with him? Will Vegeta or Bulma regret this bet? And do you think Vegeta has a chance at winning the competition? All these questions will be answered and more in the next chapter.

In the Lobby

***everyone has been brought back to life and all are laughing at Vegeta who has been ordered not to blow anything up***

Vegeta: Shut up! That stupid woman will not trick me again! I will win this So You Think You Can Dance and make her suffer!

Krillin: You mean more then you usually do? *quickly dodges a fatal blast*

Dende: Vegeta you heard Oracle! She said not to kill anyone!

Vegeta: What are you going to tell on me?

Dende: I will if you try that again!

Vegeta: How about I do and this time your the target? *gets ready to shoot a blast but then something large and heavy flies and hits him hard with a loud bang*

Me: Thanks for the frying pan Chi Chi! Don't you dare hurt Dende Vegeta! *hugs Dende who in my world will forever be small like when we first saw him* You already scarred him for life when you made him heal you! I bet he had nightmares about the scary mean man as a bleeding walking corpse slowly coming towards him!

Everyone: *laughs at Vegeta who gets up but has a big lump on his head*

Vegeta: *glares and shuts them up* Oh come on I'm sure he was more scarred when Frieza killed him then from me.

Oracle: *throws another frying pan* thanks again Chi Chi and quit being a jerk face!

Vegeta: Make me! *dodges*

***huge battle then ensues and somehow everyone but Dende and Mr. Popo get involved***

Dende: *sweatdrop* Uhh ok...well since Oracle is busy I'll guess I'll give you the sneak preview for the next chapter.

Preview

"For the love of Dende where the hell is everyone?" Piccolo growled as he arrived at Capsule Corp. hoping to find someone to spar with. Gohan, and Goku mysteriously disappeared according to Chi Chi. Goten and Trunks were being forced to go with their moms on a shopping trip for new clothes. And apparently the last time Master Roshi saw Krillin or 18 was when they went out looking for the same reason Piccolo was looking and never came back but Chiaotzu was sent to Roshi cause Tien went missing also. How it was possible for everyone to go missing was a mystery one that Piccolo was determined to solve cause frankly he didn't have anything better to do, plus Chi Chi; Chiaotzu, even Puar who was the victim of a missing Yamcha begged him to find them. But first he was going to make sure that not all the Z-fighters were missing as he went to go check on Vegeta. He knocked on the door and waited to see if the saiyan would answer instead though it was the bubbly blond Bulma's mom Bunny who answered.

"Oh if it isn't Piccolo how have you been? Your looking well" Bunny said to Piccolo who only nodded. Trying hard not to twitch at the annoying blond. "What brings you all the way out here?"

"Is Vegeta here?" he asked not really wanting to get into a big conversation.

"Vegeta? Why yes he is oh so I see he invited you too?" she asked making Piccolo confused. "Well Vegeta and the others are all in the new training room. Go down that hall take a right and at the end on the left side of the hall is where they all should be. I'll come by later with refreshments" she said and then pranced off to the kitchen.

"Wait they all should be Goku and the others are here?" he asked but she was gone he sighed in annoyance but grunted. "Huh so there all here? And Vegeta invited them here? Well might as well check it out, he probably wanted to challenge them all at the same time." He went down the hall as Bunny said but before he could take the right a small figure ran right into him pratically knocking him over. Luckily he caught himself and before the figure got away he grabbed it by the scruff of the neck. "Ok what's the big idea?" Piccolo shouted.

"P-Picollo is that you?" the figure said in a familiar voice it didn't take Piccolo long to figure out that it was Krillen he had grabbed a hold of. "OH thank Dende it is! Piccolo you gotta help us Vegeta's gone crazy!"

"You mean more so then usual?" Piccolo asked a little curious at what Vegeta did to make him this freaked out (this time). "What us? Your all here? If I cared I probably would have been hurt at not being invited."

"We weren't invited either! We were forced here, this is serious Piccolo Vegeta has freakin gone crazy!" Krillin cried. "He even went to the trouble of getting black-mail on all of us. You won't believe at what he's making us a do!"

"What is he making you all fight him at once so that he can prove his superiority?" Piccolo guessed.

"Worse" Kirllin said grimly as he shook in fear. "He's making us dance!"

Dende: And so concludes the preview. What is Vegeta planning? And can Piccolo help the others or will he be dragged in with them? Also will this fight ever end? *points to the one where an endless barrage of frying pans and energy blasts and kamehameha's are being thrown all over the place* Well...we'll have to see next time won't we? eh heh see you then!

Mr. Popo: Good bye!