Vegeta, encased in Majin Buu's sticky gum-like body, growled in frustration. The pink, gelatinous substance tightened around him, restricting his movement and suffocating his pride. Despite the seemingly inescapable prison, Vegeta's fiery spirit burned brighter than ever.
"Do you think this is enough to stop me?!" Vegeta roared, his muffled voice barely audible from within the pink mass. Energy surged within him, causing faint cracks to form in the gum-like prison.
Majin Buu tilted his head, a childlike giggle escaping his lips. "You're funny! Keep squirming, Bubbleman!"
Vegeta's power continued to rise, his golden Super Saiyan aura flickering against the constraints. The Z Fighters, standing nearby, watched with concern.
"We have to do something!" Gohan said, clenching his fists.
"Vegeta's stubborn, but even he can't get out of that on his own," Goku added, his expression serious.
Bell crossed his arms, observing the scene with an amused smirk. "He's putting up a good fight. But if I don't step in, we'll be stuck watching Bubblegum the Musical all day."
Majin Buu, noticing Bell's comment, laughed loudly. "Bubblegum! That's what I said! Funny silver guy is funny!"
Bell sighed, his silver hair glinting as he stepped forward. "Alright, 'Vegetable,' I'm coming to save you."
Vegeta's muffled voice roared indignantly from within the pink mass. "It's Vegeta, you idiot! Not Vegetable!"
"Close enough," Bell said nonchalantly, forming a glowing blade of divine energy in his hand. The blade pulsed with a brilliant light, a testament to his mastery of Divine Ki.
Majin Buu's playful demeanor shifted slightly, his childlike grin faltering as he sensed the energy radiating from the blade. "What's that? Shiny thing! Buu wants to play with it!"
Bell moved like a blur, his speed catching Buu completely off guard. With a single slash, the divine blade cleaved through the gum-like prison, freeing Vegeta and cutting through Buu's torso. The pink mass hissed and bubbled as the divine energy disrupted its composition.
Vegeta stumbled forward, panting heavily. "I didn't need your help, Bell!"
"Sure, you didn't," Bell replied with a smirk. "You were doing great in there, Vegetable."
Majin Buu, now steaming and bubbling from the wound, staggered back, his giggle turning into a frustrated growl. "No fair! Shiny guy is cheating!"
The Z Fighters watched in shock as Buu's body began to shift and split, his steaming pink form tearing itself apart. In a moment of grotesque transformation, Majin Buu divided into two distinct entities: a rotund, innocent-looking Fat Buu and a tall, menacing Evil Buu.
Fat Buu blinked, looking around in confusion. "What happened? Buu feels strange."
Evil Buu, on the other hand, wasted no time. With a cruel sneer, he lunged at Fat Buu, absorbing him in a dark swirl of energy. The result was instantaneous—Majin Buu's form transformed once again, becoming sleek, muscular, and radiating malevolence.
Super Buu had emerged.
Bell raised an eyebrow, his blade still in hand. "Well, that escalated quickly."
Super Buu's voice was cold and calculated, a stark contrast to the playful demeanor of his former self. "You... you're the one who dared to cut me. I'll enjoy making you suffer."
Vegeta, now recovered and furious, stepped forward alongside Goku and Gohan. "You're going to regret this, you freak!"
Bell smirked, his divine blade humming with energy. "Bring it on, Bubblegum. Let's see what you've got."
The battle was far from over, and the Z Fighters knew they were about to face their toughest challenge yet. Super Buu's presence sent chills through the air, but their determination burned stronger than ever. The stage was set for an epic showdown.
The battlefield was a wasteland of craters and broken ground, the aftermath of the Z-Fighters' desperate struggle against Super Buu. The pink terror stood in the midst of it all, a wicked grin spread across his face as he toyed with his opponents.
Gohan, Piccolo, Krillin, Tien, and Yamcha panted heavily, bruised and bloodied from the relentless onslaught. Despite their best efforts, Buu's strength and cunning had outmatched them at every turn.
"Is that all you've got?" Buu sneered, his voice dripping with malice. "You're no fun! Maybe I'll just end this now!"
"No!" Gohan yelled, stepping forward. His energy flared around him as he transformed into a Super Saiyan, his golden aura illuminating the battered battlefield. "I won't let you hurt anyone else!"
Piccolo placed a hand on Gohan's shoulder. "Don't let your emotions cloud your judgment. We have to fight smart, not recklessly."
But Super Buu wasn't going to wait. With a sudden burst of speed, he lunged toward Gohan. The young Saiyan prepared to counter, but Buu's elastic body morphed mid-attack, his arm extending to wrap around Gohan.
"Got you!" Buu cackled.
Before Piccolo could react, Buu's body contorted again, forming a dome of pink energy that engulfed both Gohan and himself.
"Gohan!" Piccolo shouted, charging forward.
The dome of energy collapsed, and when it did, Gohan was gone. In his place stood a newly transformed Super Buu, his physique now more defined, his power radiating ominously.
"I feel amazing!" Buu laughed. "That kid was strong, but now his strength is mine!"
Piccolo froze for a moment, disbelief and rage flashing across his face. "You monster!" he roared, charging at Buu in a blind fury.
But Buu was ready. With a cruel smirk, he extended his arm, catching Piccolo off guard. In one swift motion, he pulled the Namekian into his body, absorbing him as well.
The remaining Z-Fighters stood frozen, their morale shattered. Krillin and Tien exchanged horrified glances.
"We're done for," Yamcha muttered, his voice trembling.
High above the battlefield, Bell observed the carnage, his silver hair glowing faintly under the pale sky. He clicked his tongue in irritation, watching as Buu toyed with the remaining fighters.
"Enough of this nonsense," Bell muttered. He descended swiftly, landing with a resounding crack that drew Buu's attention.
"Well, if it isn't the shiny one!" Buu taunted. "Come to join the fun?"
Bell ignored him, his cold gaze fixed on Babidi, who hovered a short distance away, barking orders at Buu.
"Buu! Destroy them! Stop wasting time!" Babidi screamed.
Bell smirked. "You know, Buu, you'd be a lot scarier if you weren't on a leash."
Buu tilted his head in confusion. "Leash? What's that mean?"
Bell pointed at Babidi. "That guy controls you, doesn't he? He's holding you back. Kill him, and you'll be free to do whatever you want."
Buu's expression shifted, his brow furrowing as he processed Bell's words. "Kill... Babidi?"
"Don't listen to him, Buu!" Babidi shouted, panic seeping into his voice.
But it was too late. Buu turned on his master, his face twisted into a malevolent grin. "Buu doesn't like being told what to do!"
With a single blast of energy, Babidi was obliterated, his shriek echoing across the battlefield.
Bell gave a small nod. "Good. Now, let's get everyone else out of here."
In a blur of motion, Bell appeared beside the remaining Z-Fighters. With Goku's help, he gathered them up and teleported to the Lookout, leaving Buu laughing maniacally in the distance.
At the Lookout, the injured fighters were laid to rest, their wounds treated by Dende. Goku and Bell stood apart from the group, deep in discussion with the Supreme Kai.
"We can't let this go on," Goku said, his tone unusually serious. "Buu's getting stronger by the minute."
"Which is why we need a plan," Bell interjected. "I'll keep him busy while you all use the Hyperbolic Time Chamber to train. We don't have much time, but it'll have to be enough."
The Supreme Kai nodded solemnly. "It's a sound strategy. If anyone can hold off Buu, it's you, Bell."
Bulma approached, her arms crossed and her expression stern. "Are you seriously doing this? Running off to fight that monster alone?"
Bell sighed, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Bulma, I have to. If I don't, he'll destroy everything we care about. Trust me, I'll come back."
Her stern expression softened slightly, though her worry was evident. "You'd better. We still have a life to live, you know."
Bell smirked. "I wouldn't miss it for the world."
With the plans set, Bell soared into the sky, his energy flaring around him as he sped toward Buu's location.
"Alright, Bubblegum," he muttered to himself, a confident grin spreading across his face. "Let's see what you're really made of."
Buu, sensing Bell's approach, turned with a wicked grin. "Shiny guy's back! Let's play some more!"
Bell's aura blazed around him as he landed, his expression deadly serious. "Playtime's over, Buu. It's showtime."