"That's right, Freeza," Vegeta snarled. "I've become what you fear most! I'M A SUPER SAIYAN!"

"No you're not," a flat female voice said.

Freeza, Vegeta, Piccolo, Gohan, and Kuririn turned and stared at the speaker: a blue-skinned teenage girl in a purple school uniform, with plastic-rimmed glasses, frost-blue hair tied back in twin ponytails, and a sour expression on her face.

"What was that?" Vegeta growled.

The girl folded her arms. "Super Saiyans have glowing golden hair and glowing green eyes. Also, it's an actual transformation, not just getting yourself beat up over and over again the way you've been doing. You're nowhere even close to transforming into a Super Saiyan. Oh, and Freeza's about to kill you." She walked away calmly, ignoring the seething Saiyan prince behind her.

The girl paused. "Oh, by the way? That guy you keep calling Kakarotto even though his name is Son Gokuu? He IS a Super Saiyan. When you see what an actual Super Saiyan looks like, you're going to feel pretty stupid."

Everyone watched her walk off the battlefield.

"Who the heck WAS that?" Gohan wondered.

Author's Note

Inspired by this story.