Author's Note: Someone challenged me to write a one shot based on the bracketed text she sent me. I chose to place this one shot in the DBZ universe around the time when Bra was a toddler. However, I have taken some liberties when it comes to some characters looks. (You'll find out).
Punch Line
[He felt it was necessary to chortle at the portly man's joke, and yet it was undeserving of such praise.] God, he needed to get away now! Before that stupid clown of a Kakarott came back to find his best friend murdered at his other supposedly 'best friend's hands. Baldy was so annoying. What to do, what to do.
Hmm, maybe he could just big bang the tiny guy into the sky. Or slowly tear him apart limb for limb, then he would laugh. He had really grown quite chubby, that machine of his must have overfed him. Oh no, there he went again.
"And do you guys know the one about when Jacky went to the..." He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. Seriously, one more word out of that loudmouth and he'd.. "So get it? Get it? Did you get the clue? Hilarious isn't it!" That's it! He was going to slowly choke the life out of baldy. He was going to get his son's sword and cut him up into tiny pieces and feed them to the dinosaurs his wife's ditz of a mother kept in their backyard. He was going to...
A sharp jab to his side made him snap out if reverie. He glanced aside with a scowl on his face to see his wife glaring at him. "Behave Vegeta, it's only for a few more hours; then his birthday party will be over." He growled something intelligibly. He hated birthday parties, especially if it meant that that chubby bald guy thought he was amusing telling stupid and silly jokes that made no sense.
"Oh Krillin, you want some more tea? And cookies?" His wife's ditz of a mother shrieked. Didn't she know Saiyan ears were sensitive?! He growled again and stalked off, ignoring his wife's smoldering gaze. The woman could glare all she wanted, he wasn't going back!
He settled down in the shadow of a big tree, crossed his arms and closed his eyes. Finally... peace...
"Daddy daaaadddyyy! I gotta go potty potty!" His little daughter cried out to him as she waddled over. He groaned and sighed. Why oh why did he decide to have that drunken one night stand with that woman and why oh why did he decide to stay afterwards and create double trouble?
Then he gazed at his daughter who had currently settled herself in the bush and started doing her business naturally. He grinned, because now he could have the chance to see his brats kick that third class brats asses.
The end