Papaya Island. Beautiful and majestic, filled with all types of fauna and peculiar creatures, along with so many other noteworthy things, but the World Tournament wasn’t among them. 

“What the heck!” Ponzu slammed his hammer into the ground. The seismic impact created a small fissure. “Where’s the friggin tournament at?” 

“You dingus!” Cogo narrowly escaped from falling into the chasm. He picked up a loose rock and chucked it back at Ponzu. “Watch where you’re swinging that thing!” 

Ponzu snapped his fingers, summoning a small portal to shield him from the rock. The projectile went through it, then dropped down from another portal that opened above Cogo’s head. 

[i]Bang![/i]

Cogo’s little demon eyes protruded out from his silver hair in cartoonish fashion. Ponzu gave a hearty laugh, flashing his fangs. 

“You stupid idiot!” Cogo’s eyes watered. “I told you the thief was right! It’s not for another year or so. We came here for nothing!” 

Ponzu thought back to the Thief they interrogated. He remembered what he said about the dragon balls and where the strongest people might be, because he reasoned that only the strong could possess something so powerful. 

“Hmph!” Ponzu spat. “That fool probably lied to us to save his own hide. We should go back there and finish what we started on that good for nothin piece of-” 

“Or…” Cogo scratched his head, rubbing the bruise from the rock. “We can forget the tournament all together and just look for strong people ourselves.” 

“Ugh, that’ll take too long! I want the dragon balls now!” Ponzu rolled his eyes and groaned. 

He raised his hammer to slam it down onto the ground again to vent his frustration, but his eyes caught sight of something off into the distance. Three streaks of light flashed vibrantly into the sky, streaking down from the atmosphere.

“Whoa!” Cogo saw it too, following their trajectory with his finger until they disappeared into the horizon. 

“You think those might be dragon balls!?” Ponzu said, excitedly. Cogo gave an awkward shrug. 

“I’m not sure. Didn’t the thief say after the dragon balls are used, they shoot up and outward, separating into different directions?” Cogo said. 

Ponzu blew a raspberry. 

“That idiot lied to us about the tournament. Maybe he even lied to us about the dragon balls, but either way, we don’t have squat to go on, so lets just go in its direction. Maybe we’ll pick up some clues along the way…”

Cogo’s innocent demeanor then shifted into an evil grin as he rubbed his palms together. “And…maybe we can pull a couple more pranks on some unsuspecting earthlings?” 

“Why of course, you buffoon!” Ponzu laughed, kicking up dirt at Cogo’s face as he ran forward. Cogo chased after him with more rock throwing. He still didn’t learn his lesson, not after the second time Ponzu used a portal to redirect the rock back at him, nor the third, fourth, or fifth. The two demon kids clumsily moved in the direction of where they assumed would be the impact site, readily distracted by whatever obstacle they encountered along the way.