'Peace at last' thought Vegeta, meditating and concentrating his chi in the
gravity room. It hadn't been this quiet in a long a time; in fact it had
never been this quiet. He would never admit it of course but he found the
silence unsettling.
"WOMAN!" Vegeta roared, but no reply came. "WOMAN! Where the hell has everyone got to?" he began to search the capsule corp. "WOMA.
"Hey Vegeta, did you want me for something" Bulma said casually as she walked in, loaded down with shopping bags.
"Hmph, have you been shopping again?" he mumbled, "Anyway I was just wondering where everyone had gotten to."
"Oh, I just took Bra to her dance class and I think Trunks is out on a date with Pan or someone."
'Dance classes? Dates? The heirs to the Saiyan throne and all they ever do is this inane human stuff. Hmph, even I'm beginning to go soft. What happened to real Saiyan spirit, true Saiyan pride?' Vegeta thought, the realisation dawning on him. ' Bra's never going to be a warrior, but then I never expected her to be, she's my daughter and I do love her, but she really is quite boring. And Trunks, well, Kami knows I've beat the shit out of him enough times, he's just not real warrior material either.. I don't know, maybe I'm just being too elitist.. What am I thinking? Of course I'm not being too elitist, living on this mudball has just suppressed all the Saiyan in them.'
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"Hey Marron, wait up" Bra yelled after her friend as they left the dance studio. "Wow I'm totally wiped out after that, how about you?"
"Yea, those jetes are murder" Marron replied, "I'm amazed your dad lets you take dance anyway. Does he actually know?"
"I don't actually know. oh well what he doesn't know wont get the house blown sky high!"
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Vegeta was sat in the G.R. pondering the pointlessness of life without fighting when it happened; there was a flash across the sky and it came down with a crash, in the Son's back garden.
. "Wow Pan you look hot! You should really... OH MY GOD WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!"
The large spherical object at the bottom of the garden (well now in a crater) Began to hiss and screech as though it was about open.
"I dunno Trunks, ya know, I think I'm gonna go get my dad." Pan stuttered, before running off, leaving Trunks to stare at the strange thing.
With a hiss, like the release of air in hydraulics, the front of the sphere began to open.and as the smoke cleared, there stood the figure of a woman.
".hmph" she smirked "Hello Trunks"
A/N Please review!!!! My first fic. yea you can tell right? Well please please please please review it would mean the world to me! I know it's shit but its gonna get better, ( i hope!)
Oh yea and I'm open to constructive criticism but please, I'm a sensitive soul, so no flames.
"WOMAN!" Vegeta roared, but no reply came. "WOMAN! Where the hell has everyone got to?" he began to search the capsule corp. "WOMA.
"Hey Vegeta, did you want me for something" Bulma said casually as she walked in, loaded down with shopping bags.
"Hmph, have you been shopping again?" he mumbled, "Anyway I was just wondering where everyone had gotten to."
"Oh, I just took Bra to her dance class and I think Trunks is out on a date with Pan or someone."
'Dance classes? Dates? The heirs to the Saiyan throne and all they ever do is this inane human stuff. Hmph, even I'm beginning to go soft. What happened to real Saiyan spirit, true Saiyan pride?' Vegeta thought, the realisation dawning on him. ' Bra's never going to be a warrior, but then I never expected her to be, she's my daughter and I do love her, but she really is quite boring. And Trunks, well, Kami knows I've beat the shit out of him enough times, he's just not real warrior material either.. I don't know, maybe I'm just being too elitist.. What am I thinking? Of course I'm not being too elitist, living on this mudball has just suppressed all the Saiyan in them.'
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"Hey Marron, wait up" Bra yelled after her friend as they left the dance studio. "Wow I'm totally wiped out after that, how about you?"
"Yea, those jetes are murder" Marron replied, "I'm amazed your dad lets you take dance anyway. Does he actually know?"
"I don't actually know. oh well what he doesn't know wont get the house blown sky high!"
X~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~X~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~X~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~X
Vegeta was sat in the G.R. pondering the pointlessness of life without fighting when it happened; there was a flash across the sky and it came down with a crash, in the Son's back garden.
. "Wow Pan you look hot! You should really... OH MY GOD WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!"
The large spherical object at the bottom of the garden (well now in a crater) Began to hiss and screech as though it was about open.
"I dunno Trunks, ya know, I think I'm gonna go get my dad." Pan stuttered, before running off, leaving Trunks to stare at the strange thing.
With a hiss, like the release of air in hydraulics, the front of the sphere began to open.and as the smoke cleared, there stood the figure of a woman.
".hmph" she smirked "Hello Trunks"
A/N Please review!!!! My first fic. yea you can tell right? Well please please please please review it would mean the world to me! I know it's shit but its gonna get better, ( i hope!)
Oh yea and I'm open to constructive criticism but please, I'm a sensitive soul, so no flames.