The End

"Right, I know the place." Cyril took some tupperware from the table and scooped Artik's remains in. Cyril whistled and his ship engulfed him. He disappeared but was back moments later. "Alright, I've sent it to them."

A bronze statue on a plinth appeared silently. Stone doors appeared and Laetus stepped out. "Right! I informed my best scientists to analyze it and the universal dams. I also talked to Artik's steward, the best Vegetian scientist will join them. A man named Rober' appeared and dropped off Tuffle scientists. Artik's made quite a few friends." He checked his wristwatch, "And... the Rava? They're good, now? Huh." Another beep sounded, "A rather annoying Namekian has appeared with some of his people." Another beep. "A man named Hanes Briefs has appeared. A human. He says, 'thanks for the help, Cyril.' Judging by your expression, it hasn't happened yet. C'est la transa tempe." He shrugged. "Good Heaven, it seems nearly every prominent race has shown up to help. Except cor the Majins...." Another beep, "They say, 'We're in the middle of civil war, cunts. Thanks for the bloody help."

Laetus chuckled, "Every race but Demons, Dragons, Kais, the Seraphim, and Changelings. Beautiful. Universe in harmony, trying to save itself."

"No Seraphim?" Cyril shifted uncomfortably. Worry showed on his face.

Laetus shrugged, "You haven't told them to show up."

"They're an independent people, I'm not a tyrant for godssake!" Cyril said indignantly. "We're normally all over new developments such as this. What if something is wrong?"

Riza clapped his hands. "I have someone who can represent the demons." Riza snapped his fingers and suddenly the TARDIS materialized. Riza smirked as the doors opened and out stepped Elucidia in full battle dress. "My master informed me of the situation. As the current most powerful demon that makes me the acting Warlord. And at my master's command I offer our services." Riza then continued. "I will also scrounge up any of my draconic brethren I can. And you father?" Makoto walked over. "Like I have a choice."

Laetus shrugged, "Theere they are."

Riza looked at Laetus. "I'm taking the time and effort to help save you people, you could at least say thanks. Or were you wiped out before gratitude was invented."

Laetus blinked. "What? Oh, sorry, Quarter-King of Nothing! I hadn't realized. Would you like your 'I'm Prpbably Gonna Save the Universe' medal?'

"And I wondered why the universe would let such nice people die out. It's a real mystery." Makoto looked between the two. "I can't tell which of you is more of an asshole."

"Stop bickering!" Cyril snapped. "We have more important things to do." Cyril checked his pocket watch nervously. "I... I had best go check on things. You guys get started." Cyril left in his ship.

Laetus opened his statue, "Right then, Quarter-King of Half-Nothing, Former King Makoto, see ya around."

"Why do you keep calling me quarter king? I there any logic begin it or are you just making stuff up?" Riza was honestly just curious.

Laetus looked grim, "It's catchier than 'One-sixteenth king.'" He took off, landed again and dropped Ryuzaki off on Earth.

Riza sighed. "I don't understand why I'm helping them. El go gather your troops. Makoto take me to Agrix." The older Saiyan looked at Riza. "I don't take orders." Riza glared at Makoto. "Just do it before I kick your ass again" Makoto growled and teleported them while El took the TARDIS.