by Vegeta's Shoulder Devil
"The Prince's Minor Head Injury "
Introduction: I this wrote on a plane back from San Diego. My friends ask me why I like writing Vegeta fanfics so much and this my response, " Because it's just funnier when it happens to Vegeta." This is actully the first part of a sequel which I'm writing called " Living with the Prince" which will come out as soon as I feel like typing it. So don't get your heart set on reading it, I'm VERY lazy. And yes this does leave you hanging. Sorry, too bad for you! I know, I'm mean, I have to live up to my nickname. Yes, I am a girl with the nickname Vegeta! Wanna make somethin' of it?! Okay, I'm probably boring you now, at least those of you who haven't skipped this and gone on to the good stuff. I'm gonna shut-up now and let you read this, and thank you for reading all this crap. I like to ramble.
Prologue: Vegeta gets wacked in the head and completely loses his personality.
Bulma is cleaning the windows. " Vegeta , give me a hand!", Bulma yells, " I can't reach the top
window!"
" Why? You've got two of your own!" yells Vegeta in reply. "You big jerk!" screams Bulma as she ceases the Windex, and hurls it at Vegeta's head. Startled, Vegeta falls over and hits his head on the tile. "Dad!", yells Trunks, " Are you all right ?" Vegeta regains conciseness.
"Unhand me you naive!" snarls Vegeta,"I am Lord Henry, King of the Netherlands! I am famous throughout Normandy for inventing cheese!"
Trunks and Bulma stare at Vegeta for a minute and fall over in typical anime style. "Dad, are you feeling all right?" asked Trunks. "Fool!" shouted Vegeta. " I am not your father! I've have stated who am quite clearly! But I have no time to deal with you peasants, I must return to the consul!"
Vegeta flies out the window, and into a tree.
"Oh great." sighs Bulma as she runs outside. She kneels down by Vegeta who's sprawled out on the grass. "Hey Lord Henry! Wake up!" she barked as she poked his head." Bulma! That was rude!" Vegeta said in a strange, sweet voice. Bulma recoils after hearing Vegeta sound just like Goku.
"V-veget-ta are you all r-right?" asked Bulma shakily. " Never better. Thank you for asking. Oh yeah, did I tell you I love you today?" Bulma falls over in typical anime style. " Bulma, darling are you all right?" asks Vegeta sheepishly.
Trunks walks outside and sees his mother sprawled out on the ground in shock." Hey, I thought you were the one who hit the tree." said Trunks flatly. " I did, and I'm fine but your mother's not. Let's get her inside." asserted Vegeta. Trunks is speechless. "That bonk to the head must have completely altered Dad's personality. This could get interesting."
Vegeta picks up Bulma and carries her inside, closely followed by Trunks. Vegeta gently sets Bulma on the couch. " What did you do to her?" ask Trunks suspiciously. " I did nothing but tell her I love her." replied Vegeta in Goku's usual confused voice. Trunks falls over in typical anime style. " That's probably what scared her." said Trunks. "I don't see why." replied Vegeta innocently, " I thought that would make her happy." Trunks falls over again. " Are you all right, son?" asked Vegeta with consern in his voice," Here, let me help you up." Vegeta helps him up and he falls over again.
Vegeta has that confused look on his face that Goku always does as Trunks gets up." I'm going to make your mother some tea." Vegeta announced, " Would you like some?" Trunks goes bug-eyed. " S-sure." replied Trunks shakily.
Vegeta came back with two cups of tea, and hands one to Trunks with that sweet smile Goku always has. " I hope your mother wakes up soon." sighed Vegeta, " I sure hope I haven't frightened her." "He's sure frightening me." thought Trunks. Bulma starts to regain conciseness. " Ah, good she's coming around." sighed Vegeta with relief.
Bulma opens her eyes and sees Vegeta beaming down at her with his big Saiyen eyes. "Trunks, I'm dreaming. Wake me up." said Bulma slightly dazed. Vegeta puts on an odd look and hands her the cup of tea. Bulma takes the tea shakily, almost dropping it. " Careful, dear." says Vegeta sweetly. Bulma almost faints again." Are you all right, Bulma." asked Vegeta. " AM I all right, I believe the question is, are you all right!" retorted Bulma. " I told you, honey I'm fine." said Vegeta reassuringly," Besides, I'm not the one who just fainted."
Bulma closed her eyes and tried to access the situation. "Okay, my husband has hit his head, and become a sweet, kind, and loving person. Let's weigh out the Pros and Cons:
Pro: He's isn't a stubborn, arrogant, hot-headed jerk anymore.
Pro: He won't insult me anymore.
Pro: We won't get in vicious arguments anymore.
Con: He's dense, like Goku.
Pro: He's being much nicer, and easier to live with.
Con: .
Okay, maybe this will work out."
Epilogue: Will Bulma leave Vegeta like this? Will the cons on her list grow? Will Trunks ever speak again? Will I ever stop asking stupid questions? Find that out and much more in......... " Living With the Prince"
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z or any of the characters in this fanfic. I also don't own Johnny Bravo. I'm only an obsessed fan, who's not making any money. So please DON'T sue me!
Introduction: I this wrote on a plane back from San Diego. My friends ask me why I like writing Vegeta fanfics so much and this my response, " Because it's just funnier when it happens to Vegeta." This is actully the first part of a sequel which I'm writing called " Living with the Prince" which will come out as soon as I feel like typing it. So don't get your heart set on reading it, I'm VERY lazy. And yes this does leave you hanging. Sorry, too bad for you! I know, I'm mean, I have to live up to my nickname. Yes, I am a girl with the nickname Vegeta! Wanna make somethin' of it?! Okay, I'm probably boring you now, at least those of you who haven't skipped this and gone on to the good stuff. I'm gonna shut-up now and let you read this, and thank you for reading all this crap. I like to ramble.
Prologue: Vegeta gets wacked in the head and completely loses his personality.
Bulma is cleaning the windows. " Vegeta , give me a hand!", Bulma yells, " I can't reach the top
window!"
" Why? You've got two of your own!" yells Vegeta in reply. "You big jerk!" screams Bulma as she ceases the Windex, and hurls it at Vegeta's head. Startled, Vegeta falls over and hits his head on the tile. "Dad!", yells Trunks, " Are you all right ?" Vegeta regains conciseness.
"Unhand me you naive!" snarls Vegeta,"I am Lord Henry, King of the Netherlands! I am famous throughout Normandy for inventing cheese!"
Trunks and Bulma stare at Vegeta for a minute and fall over in typical anime style. "Dad, are you feeling all right?" asked Trunks. "Fool!" shouted Vegeta. " I am not your father! I've have stated who am quite clearly! But I have no time to deal with you peasants, I must return to the consul!"
Vegeta flies out the window, and into a tree.
"Oh great." sighs Bulma as she runs outside. She kneels down by Vegeta who's sprawled out on the grass. "Hey Lord Henry! Wake up!" she barked as she poked his head." Bulma! That was rude!" Vegeta said in a strange, sweet voice. Bulma recoils after hearing Vegeta sound just like Goku.
"V-veget-ta are you all r-right?" asked Bulma shakily. " Never better. Thank you for asking. Oh yeah, did I tell you I love you today?" Bulma falls over in typical anime style. " Bulma, darling are you all right?" asks Vegeta sheepishly.
Trunks walks outside and sees his mother sprawled out on the ground in shock." Hey, I thought you were the one who hit the tree." said Trunks flatly. " I did, and I'm fine but your mother's not. Let's get her inside." asserted Vegeta. Trunks is speechless. "That bonk to the head must have completely altered Dad's personality. This could get interesting."
Vegeta picks up Bulma and carries her inside, closely followed by Trunks. Vegeta gently sets Bulma on the couch. " What did you do to her?" ask Trunks suspiciously. " I did nothing but tell her I love her." replied Vegeta in Goku's usual confused voice. Trunks falls over in typical anime style. " That's probably what scared her." said Trunks. "I don't see why." replied Vegeta innocently, " I thought that would make her happy." Trunks falls over again. " Are you all right, son?" asked Vegeta with consern in his voice," Here, let me help you up." Vegeta helps him up and he falls over again.
Vegeta has that confused look on his face that Goku always does as Trunks gets up." I'm going to make your mother some tea." Vegeta announced, " Would you like some?" Trunks goes bug-eyed. " S-sure." replied Trunks shakily.
Vegeta came back with two cups of tea, and hands one to Trunks with that sweet smile Goku always has. " I hope your mother wakes up soon." sighed Vegeta, " I sure hope I haven't frightened her." "He's sure frightening me." thought Trunks. Bulma starts to regain conciseness. " Ah, good she's coming around." sighed Vegeta with relief.
Bulma opens her eyes and sees Vegeta beaming down at her with his big Saiyen eyes. "Trunks, I'm dreaming. Wake me up." said Bulma slightly dazed. Vegeta puts on an odd look and hands her the cup of tea. Bulma takes the tea shakily, almost dropping it. " Careful, dear." says Vegeta sweetly. Bulma almost faints again." Are you all right, Bulma." asked Vegeta. " AM I all right, I believe the question is, are you all right!" retorted Bulma. " I told you, honey I'm fine." said Vegeta reassuringly," Besides, I'm not the one who just fainted."
Bulma closed her eyes and tried to access the situation. "Okay, my husband has hit his head, and become a sweet, kind, and loving person. Let's weigh out the Pros and Cons:
Pro: He's isn't a stubborn, arrogant, hot-headed jerk anymore.
Pro: He won't insult me anymore.
Pro: We won't get in vicious arguments anymore.
Con: He's dense, like Goku.
Pro: He's being much nicer, and easier to live with.
Con: .
Okay, maybe this will work out."
Epilogue: Will Bulma leave Vegeta like this? Will the cons on her list grow? Will Trunks ever speak again? Will I ever stop asking stupid questions? Find that out and much more in......... " Living With the Prince"
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z or any of the characters in this fanfic. I also don't own Johnny Bravo. I'm only an obsessed fan, who's not making any money. So please DON'T sue me!