This drabble was written for the Blue & Black community at Livejournal, where it won second place. Prompt: Balance - 400 words. Originally posted on May 16th 2011. I simply forgot to upload it here, too.^^

Anyway, enjoy!

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I am sweating bullets and my hands are shaking uncontrollably, but I won't give up now. Never! And I won't lose to that show-off and that rugrat, neither! Come on girl, get a grip on yourself, you can do it!

Bulma's hand inched closer to her target, but her right hand was now trembling so violently, she almost knocked over her own glass, which was accompanied by some hissing noises and cheers of her two opponents. She shook herself and approached her target anew, but the closer she got, the more annoying came the tingling sensation that was caused by her husband's and son's piercing glares.

"Silly woman. Now do it already," Vegeta grunted.

"Come on mommy, if you are doing it real quickly, then nothing can happen," Trunks chimed in.

Bulma huffed. "Yeah, right. As if I'd fall for your ridiculous advice," she said morosely.

While her beloved son was laughing to himself, her head was offering some probabilities that somehow all seemed faulty to her. The bottom left one couldn't be the one, after all. And the smug expression on Vegeta's face wasn't helping matters, either.

"What is wrong with you, mastermind? Can't find the right one?" he taunted.

At that remark, Bulma's eyes narrowed only further and she really had to put some effort into her self-restraint or she would end up strangling Vegeta for sure. Her son on the other hand, decided to tease her with a new strategy: He was acting like he was about to sneeze any second.

Ungrateful brat… To think that I carried you for eight months in my belly!

But no matter how Bulma looked at it, she had to do something. They couldn't just sit there all day! With new resolve she grabbed a block and to her utter surprise nothing happened.

Phew… Keep going, Bulma, you are halfway there!

Her body was tense and she didn't even dare to breathe. Slowly, very carefully she put the small wooden block on the top and removed her hand without any haste. She was just about to make a snide remark towards Vegeta, when the tower suddenly and without warning lost its balance and collapsed and with it, all her dreams of victory were buried loudly under the jumbled pile of blocks. Whereas the two traitors were celebrating their victory, the formerly undefeated queen slumped down in her chair.

I hate Jenga!