Jump City
As much as Cyborg wanted to celebrate with the others of a successful heroic duty of saving the city, a certain 'sugary' situation delayed his want to cheer and suggest they all go to the pizza joint down at the square that he happened to frequent these days.
Right now, everyone sans Buu, was standing several few yards away from the slowly moving molasses that was the caramel and marshmallow river, it was steadily moving down the streets, and showed no signs of hardening or anything else of being exposed to the air; it acted fresh and new like it came straight from out of a container and had yet to harden.
Robin in particular grumbled as he crossed his arms and watched bystanders complain about the ruined streets and their cars being caked with the stuff, "I hardly think Buu planned ahead when he turned that entire ship into a hollow chocolate ship filled with all that stuff." he remarked, his brows were furrowed in disappointment.
Standing beside Robin to his right, Beast Boy scratched at his head that was still covered by his mask, "We should just look for Buu then, and ask him to use his magic on this stuff, right?" he suggested, giving Robin a sideways look.
Raven, standing not far away from the trio of boys, was at the moment looking around at all the chunks of fallen chocolate, "Not to mention all these chocolate chunks…" she mused with a flat tone, with a tinge of annoyance in her tone, "We might have to help people that are stuck in this caramel mess if any got caught up in all this."
Jinx spoke next from beside Cyborg with a confused look, giving Cyborg a sideways glance, "You got Buu's number, right?" she asked, a curious look passing her features while she began to cross her arms, "No way I'm cleaning some else's mess." she remarked.
While her sister stood beside her, Starfire spoke up from beside Jinx as she spotted something in the distance to her left, "Is that Buu over there? I believe he has already started this cleanup of his." she pointed over to the distance she was glancing over at.
Earning everyone's attention, Buu was in fact doing something about the mess…a rather…unique take more or less. A range of expressions were plastered over everyone's faces, ranging from surprise to disbelief, Buu had taken on the form of a street sweeper and was eating through swathes of caramel through his mouth that was low to the ground.
Blackfire could not help herself from expressing a flat look on her face, while internally thinking that Buu was cleaning up his own mess in such a way was beyond amusing. It was a vast difference from the old tales she's read about him, so to her, her confirmation that something did in fact change with Buu over the eons, or something drastic.
Beast Boy however grinned in amusement, "Sweet! He's like Plastic man, and can transform into different forms?" he questioned himself.
Cyborg however spoke with a confused tone, "Probably, hang on, I wanna ask him something." he said while he walked over to Buu, who himself was still sucking and eating in his own caramel mess through his mouth.
As Cyborg approached Buu from the side, Buu himself stopped and looked over at Cyborg with a questioning gaze, "Cyborg man need something?" he questioned, his eyes were where the front headlights on a vehicle would be, both looked over at Cyborg.
Cyborg couldn't help but smile a bit as he looked at Buu's ridiculous form, "Dude,...uh, since…uh how did you even take on this form?" he asked.
Giving Cyborg a smirk, Buu spoke, "Buu absorbed street sweeper to get form, then turned Buu self into form to eat up Buu's mess. Buu not sure how long this take, Cyborg man and friends should celebrate without Buu, Buu fine with caramel river as reward!" The pink alien explained with a cheeky smirk.
Stepping into the conversation, Robin walked up to speak with Buu as well with an uncertain look, "That's too large of a workload, but if your gonna be cleaning your own mess, then what about the citizens that may be stuck in this mess, or everything else that's caked in this caramel river of your making?" he questioned, he wasn't being mean or anything, he just needed to make sure Buu had it all planned out in this mess.
Beast Boy ran up and waved his arm in the air excitedly, "ooh, I say we go around and help rescue the people if any are stuck!" he offered, and shrugged while the others looked at him questioningly, making a bashful look and poke his fingers into each other, "And…maybe try some of the caramel?" he added.
Cyborg however looked back at Buu, "What part of all this stuff aliens turned into caramel?" he pushed, making Beast Boy do a double take and ill look, as well as a few others, "I mean…do you know who you turned into candy in all this mess?"
Buu answered back with a plain tone and straight look in his face, "Easy, marshmallow bits are alien lizards!" he cheerfully answered with a cheeky grin once more, "rest is ship!" he finished, before he started back to driving his form off through the road to clean up his caramel river mess.
The three teen heroes however watched Buu leave up the hill, cleaning the road up of caramel as well as the sidewalks and cars parked with extended tentacles jutting out from his street cleaner form sides like a vacuum.
Shaking them out of their reverie, Raven spoke as she walked up beside Robin while the other three girls followed after her, "At least he's putting in the effort to correct his mistake." she mused with a dry tone.
Turning himself into a pterodactyl, Beast Boy spoke as he gave Cyborg a glance, "Hey, do you think Buu can turn any object into a dish, besides just sweet stuff?" he questioned out of nowhere.
Cyborg shrugged to Beast Boy, "Don't know, I think this is the first time I've seen Buu turn stuff into candy." he answered, before Beast Boy took off into the air, and past the slow moving form of Buu cleaning the streets of the slow moving caramel river.
"I'll ask him later then!" Beast Boy's voice trailed off as he flew past the rooftops of the buildings.
Cyborg soon turned to look at everyone else, "Well, I can't fly, and neither can Robin…right?" He asked the boy wonder.
Robin looked back at Cyborg, "I only have my paraglider gadget, but I can use my grapple gun to swing from building to building." he answered with a frank tone, before he took out said gadget, and fired it off to start looking for anyone in trouble.
Starfire spoke as she started to float up into the air, "I too shall do the assisting! It is the least I can do for this city's people for bringing the danger!" she said, before she gave her sister a questioning look, how only gave Starfire a passive annoyed look with her arms crossed, "...sister…" she spoke with a tense but warning tone.
Blackfire sighed irritably, before she flew after her sister, "Fine! But don't think this means anything, but I do suppose it would be good to get on this city's good side. We need to find our dearest brother after all." she groused, before both took off to scour the city of any people in need of help or rescue.
A confused look crossed her features, before Jinx spoke up as she approached Cyborg while Raven silently flew off on her own, "Um, just so you know, I highly doubt my powers would be suited for this…cleanup help." She spoke dryly, whilst expressing a flat look and giving Cyborg a sideways glance as she palmed her hips, "I do bad luck, not help people."
Cyborg however looked back at Jinx with a small smirk, "Well, you did help defend this city, right?" he questioned, before he shrugged, "It's not like every hero can handle every scenario, so I guess you shouldn't beat yourself up over this one time of having nothing to contribute?" he offered.
Jinx however smirked back, "...thanks…" she mumbled, before frowning, "But what about you?" she asked back.
Cyborg shrugged with a hapless look on his face, "Well, it's not like I have a jetpack built into myself…I think?" he shrugged again, "In any case, I think I can help this matter by making a few calls while everyone's busy. All these heroes in one city could use an official headquarters! I should also ask pops if he can get me in contact with the city's commissioner and mayor before any real building takes place."
Jinx couldn't help but smirk a bit, "Heh, what, plan on helping start some Justice League with teens?" she mused jokingly.
Cyborg brightened up, and snapped his fingers, "Something like that! With all of us here now at once, this would be as good a chance as any to start an official teen justice team of sorts!" he gestured his arms out excitedly, "We'll be able to respond to any trouble across the Western Coast!" He then pounded his fist into his palm. "We can be called Teen Tartarus!"
Jinx however found the name rather off and didn't sound right, "Um…you might want to hash out the name for the team, Tartous sounds evil." she shrugged, before Jinx walked off in the direction of the one pizza joint at the corner junction, "I'm starving though, you coming while you make those calls?" she suggested while she hollered over her shoulder.
While Cyborg was in the middle of dialing into his phone he pulled out from his pants, he idly thought to himself he should just forgo the darn sweatpants, not like he needed them with how his cybernetic body was made. Cyborg looked up from his phone, and followed Jinx, "Huh, oh sure." he answered plainly, before he put his phone to his ear, "...yeah. Pops? No, everything's fine…yeah, the other's went off to help rescue people from that caramel mess while Buu cleans it up...uh…he turned into a street sweeper…yeah, I was surprised too…"
India, New Delhi
The city was packed with crowds of its people on the sidewalks going about their ways, and vehicles in the streets being driven to and fro; within one of the smallish buildings built at the center of its surrounding packed in buildings, a number of people sat on a bare stone floor with their legs crossed. Most were old, while the rest ranged from adult to young adults, all were present to find their own path in life, humming mantras as they sat in a lotus position.
Among all the patrons, a lone female sat on a carpet piece in the far back. She played a gentle tune for those that found their way to the building, her expression serene; an extra pair of arms relaxed on her lap as she strummed her instrument.
Sarasvati counted herself lucky to still be alive ever since that pink fiend found his way into the Sphere of the Gods realm, causing chaos in his wake as he went from pantheon to pantheon to fight every god he could. The chaotic pink fiend devastated her own pantheon, and like a locust, moved on to the next pantheon realm after hers was wrecked by his chaotic fighting.
If it was not for Lakshmi and Parvati sacrificing themselves against that fiend to stall for time and help, Sarasvati would have been vanquished like her sisters before Shiva came, followed by Vishnu afterwards.
Of the three Trimurti, Brahma was the last one to join the fight, before the three gods were able to use their combined might to send the fiend out of their realm.
The other Devas had their own run in with Buu during his ramage in their god realm. Most failed to do any damage, and others tried to retreat, all soon met their deathly fate at the hands of Majin Buu.
These days, her and her family were just waiting for everyone to reincarnate back into life, as all gods should, should they ever meet their death.
Sarasvati's thoughts were soon interrupted as a pair of footsteps alerted her senses to the stone stairway leading up to the second floor, a young Indra, having finally reincarnated after so long, stormed down the stairs with a temper matching his red skinned face. "I'm leaving." Suddenly stated, his voice full of seething hate.
Sarasvati continued to play her Sitar, she opened her eyes to give Indra her attention, his young body was still maturing along with his godhood after so many years of being dead. The King of Devas was dressed without a shirt on, showing off the rest of his red skin, and only wore loose fitting beige pants and a pair of sandals on his feet.
"Leaving?" Sarasvati questioned, watching the young Indra storm off through the building towards the exits, "What's wrong? Explain! You just can't leave without explaining at least!" She requested, worry filtering into her tone.
While the humans paid some attention to the young god, before resuming their mantras, Indra turned and slammed his upper arm fist into the wall beside him, "Imagine my surprise using that television upstairs, I came across that global news channel! That Bastard Buu has returned from his death!" He snarled, while cracks in the wall formed around his fist.
While none of the humans knew the full story that was going on, for Sarasvati and Indra however, this bit of news was alarming, thus it was why Sarasvati's breath caught in her throat. A tense moment of silence fell between the two gods in human form, before Sarasvati gently began playing her instrument once more after she realized she had stopped playing, but kept the tone low for the conversation to carry on between her and Indra.
"...So…even one as chaotic as Majin Buu, experiences Samsara…" Sarasvati muttered in surprise, Before speaking more clearly, as her gaze met with Indra's, "To have one's soul torn by HIS bird, rebirth is nigh impossible…this should not be…" she mused worryingly.
Indra scoffed, but stayed rooted in his spot as he conversed with Sarasvati, "That bastard is over in that continent the humans call America…somewhere called Jump City on the West coast. I just watched the human News show him catching a ship and turning it into chocolate!" The Deva King groused, a snarl escaping his lips while his fist clenched against the wall still until his knuckles were white, "It's the same bastard that wrought havoc on our realm! I don't know how he's back…" He grinded his teeth in anger.
Sarasvati however began to lightly glare at Indra, "So what, you plan on going over to that place, and what, fight him? You're not even at full strength! Not to mention, if it's the same Buu that ravaged our realm! If Majin Buu truly has come back through Samsara or other means, then he should not have no recollection of his old life…you'd be fighting someone else!" She wasn't sure if Buu did experience Samsara or not, but it was the only explanation of how he came back from the dead without his soul.
Indra gnashed his teeth in anger, "...and…the Earth wouldn't be around if he was the old Buu…" He groused with a grimace, realizing things weren't adding up, before he turned heel and stormed off, "I need my pound of flesh, regardless, Karma demands we face once each again!" His voice trailed off as he exited the building.
Silence save for Sarasvati's instrument filled the building, as the Goddess strummed and dwelled on her thoughts. Not long after Indra left, another set of footsteps made their way down the stairway, alerting Sarasvati to the person's presence.
Stepping down to the ground floor of the building, was a young teen girl in traditional clothing; her curious gaze looked around before her eyes landed on Sarasvati, "Sarasvati, where has Indra gone?" She asked, while gently leaning against the corner of the wall beside the stairway.
Sarasvati gently gazed at the girl, before speaking, "Apologies, young one, but Indra has the need of settling an old grudge." She answered, before adding, "And hopefully, to Brahman above, he does not meet the same fate as last time." she whispered, but the girl picked up the words and frowned in worry.
Majin Buu
Turning around another street corner, I was met with more caramel and marshmallows floating atop the molasses-like stuff, and of course, there were a few people using jars to skim some of the stuff into their glass containers. I was an hour in on this clean up, and the others were still going around helping people get out if any have possibly gotten stuck in this stuff.
It had been an honest attempt of me seeing if I could absorb a street sweeper, and use its properties to become a pseudo street cleaner. It was just a shot in the dark if I could absorb an inanimate object and become like that object, and it worked.
My second idea had been to use my magic to turn all the caramel into water, but that would cause a worse situation; then I thought of turning it all into air, but wouldn't that displace air itself and cause some sort of imbalance of the atmosphere? Too many variables, to a troublesome problem of my own design.
I'm sure I could use my magic to turn the caramel into something else that wouldn't be any trouble, but nothing came to mind. So here I was, comically sucking up and eating all the caramel through my mouth. I wasn't getting full yet, but I was expelling a lot of white smoke out the exhaust pipe at the top of my head.
I remember from the Dragonball anime that Evil Super Buu turned an outcropping of rocks into a porta john, before he used it to take a massive shit in it after he ate so much sweets and candy.
…wait…now I'm starting to feel something!…
Transforming back into my normal form, I held my gut in pain and quickly looked around for something to use, before I spotted a tree. Smiling to myself in victory, I channeled magic into my antennae, and turned the tree into a porta john.
Before I could run to the porta john, the same god from the moon landed in front of me, making a crater in his landing, I squinted in pain at the gas pain I was feeling, "Sun God man leave! Buu not have time!" I yelled with wide manic eyes, at his angered look, before I ran past him, bowling him over in the process, and entered the porta john, slamming the door shut. "Occupied!" I grunted.
Apollo
Shaking his head as he picked himself up, disbelief written all over his face, he had came to settle the score with the bastard, since the Justice League has refused to answer the problem of Majin Buu.
But now, just as he had landed, that fiend pushed him aside and entered some weird human contraption that he turned a tree into. As the God brushed himself off, he whipped around to glare at the object Majin Buu dared to hide into, "Exit that domicile of a thing, and face me! You will pa-" Apollo ceased his words as a foul odor started to emit from the odd and very small domicile.
"What matter of chaotic evilness are you doing in there!" Apollo yelled in shock as he began to back away while he plugged his nose.
"Sun god can harass Buu later! Leave!" Majin Buu's voice echoed out in pain.
Apollo continued to back away the heinous smell that was emitting from the small domicale Majin Buu was used to conjure up a foul odor, "You…you contemplable foul cretin! Urgh…" He continued to back away, before he got far enough away till he couldn't smell the order, "I shall wait here, until you leave that domicile!"
"Buu not in domicile! Buu made toilet room. Leave Buu alone! Come back tomorrow!" Buu's voice echoed out.
Realizing what Buu was doing, his face grimaced as he backed away more before taking a quick exit of the area, "Right, carry on." His voice trembled out, as was not about to deal with the pink menace while he was on the toilet, that was just bad taste in every sense of the manner, evil or not.