(Bulma was in her lab while her parents are taking good care of baby Trunks when she heard the doorbell ring)
Bulma: Who could that be?
(Bulma answers the door to see Mad Mod standing)
Mad Mod: Ello, is your name Bulma Briefs?
Bulma: Yes, I am.
Mad Mod: Good to know.
(Mad Mod pulls out a can of knockout gas and sprays it at Bulma)
Bulma: Hey, what's happening?
Mad Mod: Don't worry love, you'll soon find out.
(Bulma collapsed to the ground, asleep)
(The screen goes black)
(Bulma wakes up to find herself clamped to a chair with wooden restraints on her wrists and ankles)
Bulma: What's happened. Where am I?
(Bulma struggles to get out, but fails)
Bulma: Hey What gives, why am I strapped to a chair?
Mad Mod: You're right where you belong, love.
(Mad Mod is standing on top of a staircase
Mad Mod: You're in school!
(Mad Mod slides down the stair railing and lands near her)
Mad Mod: That's right. I usually capture teenage superheroes to Mad Mod's Scho