This is only my second fic; so if you don't like it, that's ok, but if you don't like dragonballz, SHOVE OFF!!!
He stood in the gravity machine, punching and kicking as
hard and fast as he could. He had golden hair, as all super saiyans do. He had
been in the silver, circular room for fourteen hours straight, training at one
hundred and seventy-five times earth's gravity. He had sweat rolling down his
worn down face. He is the prince of all saiyans; his name is Vegeta. He is rough
and tough, and unkind to everyone. Vegeta had been training with all of his
might. Finally, he got mad and blew a hole in the gravity computer. The whole
room file with a blazing hot fire. Vegeta kicked the door out and got away from
the fire. He had many burn arks all over him. Bulma and Dr. Briefs came rushing
outside to find a flaming ball of melting metal.
"Goodness! My god! What the hell do you think you just did! I have spent years working with Bulma to create that machine! What the hell do you think you just did?" shouted Dr. Briefs. Bulma just stood there, silently crying, with a dazed look on her face. "oh my, my, my, it was just a hunk of metal! What's there to get so worked up over woman?" said Vegeta selfishly. He really didn't mean it. There was something about this woman that he couldn't understand. Every time he got around her his insides tightened up. It was a feeling he had never had before he had met this woman.
Vegeta walked off rather more hastily than usual. He felt awful for what he had done. He would make it up to her. That woman was something special to Vegeta, but he didn't know why. Vegeta woke up the next morning, later than usual, about 8:30. As he went to the main house, he passed by the still smoldering pile of metal. He walked into the kitchen and he saw some boxes of cereal, a jug of milk, a spoon, and a note. It read:
Vegeta,
Gone out to get parts to make a new gravity machine, be back around four.
Cya later,
Bulma
For some odd reason, Vegeta picked up the letter and smelled it. He immediately realized how stupid he must look and put it down. He poured some raisin bran and milk in his bowl and ate his breakfast. On his way to his guest house, he passed the smoldering pile of metal. He had to make it up to Bulma and her father. He flew over the house to the helicopter landing. This was considered the driveway to them. He looked at the worn down old sign in the front of the house. It read: The Briefs Family. Then it hit him. In an hour on the beautiful front lawn with the short cut grass would be a new metal sign. He flew back to where the metal pile was and started firing small energy blasts at it to make it start melting. He flew above is and shot waves of energy at it to make it flat and even. In another 15 minutes the metal had stopped boiling.
He flew over it and shot a continuous finger beam at the metal and formed the letters T, h, e, B, r, i, e, f, s, F, a, m, i, l, y. He waited about 3 more hours. It was 3:30. He picked up the letters T, h, and e and flew them over the house. He put down the new letters gently, picked up all the old letters and threw them in the woods. One by one he put the letters firmly in the ground. He had made them with metal peg in them. He continued the process until all the letters were in the ground. It looked stunning. He heard a helicopter overhead. The helicopter landed, and the Briefs family got out. Vegeta was anxious to see the expression on Bulma's face. Her expression was…..
To be continued.
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