"U-G-L-Y"
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"U-G-L-Y, you ain't got no alibi! You ugly, hey, hey, you ugly!!!"
Vegeta chuckled lightly as the cheerleaders practiced for the Annual Cheerleading Competition. His daughter, Bura, was part of the star team, The Supremettes.
"Oh, daddy! I can't wait 'til our turn!" She was now in the stands dressed in her clean and freshly washed ruby-red uniform, as beautiful as a star sapphire. Her usually dirty-white sneakers now shone with a gleam to make new shoes jealous. Vegeta knew she would win. He just came to see the other losers fail.
"Are you sure you're okay, B-chan?" Vegeta asked, smirking a little. "You look so nervous."
"Oh, Toussan! I'm not nervous. Just excited." Bura did a little cursty and bounded off to join her team. The audience was nearly filling the stands. 'Most of them are idiot bakas with nothing better to do than stare up the cheeleaders' skirts,' Vegeta thought, frowning. He had gottn the center seats so he could watch his little girl and watch the boys in the stands.
"Hey, Veggie!" a familiar yet annoying voice called.
Vegeta smiled. So Kakkarotto came after all. "Hello, Kakkarot," Vegeta mused, "you came to see my little girl win?"
Goku smiled back, causing Vegeta to momentarily glow. "Nah, I'm here to watch Pan as well as Bura."
Vegeta shook the redness out of his face and glared at Goku. It so happened that Pan was on one of the opposing teams, The Silverbirds. Vegeta looked out on the field to see a couple of them walking around, their shiny silver uniforms glittering in the afternoon sun. "Ahh! My eyes!" Vegeta was temporarily blinded by the uniforms' shinyness. "Dang it! I could've brought my shades, but nooo, the onna said that we were already late!"
"Sumthin' wrong, Veggie?" Goku asked worried.
"No, no, kakkarot. It's alright." Vegeta rubbed his eyes and focused on Goku's worried face. "Eheheheheh." Vegeta felt his face redden again.
"Son-kun! Veggie-chan!" a bell-like voice called from the center stands. It was Bulma...with snacks!
"Yay!"Goku cheered while he dove into the popcorn and soda. He looked at Vegeta who was covered with popcorn and drops of soda. "Oh, I'm sorry Veggie. I guess I got a little excited."
Bulma hid her face so Vegeta couldn't see her snickering. Too funny!
"Yoo-hoo! Go-chan!" Chi-chi called dragging Goten and Trunks from the hordes of cheerleaders asking for their numbers. She sat them down next to Bulma and beagn to scold them. "Honestly! Don't you boys have any shame?"
"We're sorry Son Chi-chi-san.."
"You had better be! Oh hello Goku!" She slid over to sit next to her husband.
"Hey!" Vegeta cried offended.
"Sorry, oujiboy," Chi-chi chuckled, "but since Goku is my husband that gives me a right to sit next to him."
"I was sitting there!" Vegeta yelled. "No fair," he mumbled under his breath, pouting.
Goku chuckled. "Aww, little Veggie! You can still next to me!" Goku picked vegeta up by the shoulders and placed him between himself and Bulma. "There you go!" Goku grinned. "Now you can sit next to both people that you love!"
"I don't love you, Bakarrot," Vegeta sneered. He made cutie pie eyes at Bulma. "Hello, Bulma-chan."
Bulma rolled her eyes. "Men," she laughed blushing.
"Goku! Go-kun!"
Goku gasped happily. "Auntie Bessy! Uncle Tim! We're over here!!!"
Vegeta nearly choked on his soda. "U-uncle Tim?? A-Aunt Bessy?"
Goku giggled. "Of course, silly Veggie! I invited them!" Goku looked at Vegeta's pale face. "Is there somethin' wrong, V-chan?"
"They didn't bring that vile daughter of theirs, did they?"
"You mean, Mimi?"
"Y-yeah..."
"GOKU!!!!!!!" A loud voice with a southern accent boomed from the end of the stands. Mimi bounded up the stands, making them shake. Instead of wearing her usual work overalls, she wore a poorly made dress, and the the first pair of socks and shoes that she could find. Her red hair was mess and she smelled like the pigs.
Vegeta cringed at the sight. "Oh Kami, why??"
"Hi, Mi-chan!" Goku chirped. "You look nice today!"
Vegeta grimaced at Goku's compliment. 'What a baka,' he thought. He snorted loudly, getting Mimi's attetion. At the sight of the prince, she squealed with delight.
"Oh ma Kami! It's ma lil' princey puddin' pie!"
Bulma, Chi-chi and Goku snickered at Mimi's outburst. "Puddin' pie?" Bulma sniggered. "Oh, vegeta! You and your good looks!" everyone started to laugh.
"Errr, shut up!!!!"
Goku wiped a tear from his eye. "I'm sorry, lil' veggie. But Mimi does like you alot, y'know."
"Yeah, I know." Unbeknownst to vegeta, Mimi had stationed herself between him and Chi-chi. "Hello, short, dark, and gorgeous.." she said (or treid to say) sexily. Vegeta turned around slowly, then let a scream of absolute terror.
"AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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"Leave me alone!!!"
"Wait! Waiiit!"
Vegeta had hurried from the stands into the cheerleaders' locker room. He was surprised that Mimi could catch up with him so fast. He was surprised that Goku hadn't come to rescue him. 'Darnit, Kakkarotto! If you don't rescue me, I shall never forgive you!!!'
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"And now, ladies and gentlemen! Let the competition begin!!"
The judges got into their places in the very front of the stands while the first squad came out doing backflips. Goku, Bulma, Chi-chi and the rest clapped loudly for Pan and Bura.
"Whoever wins, we'll be happy for them, right Bul-chan?" Chi-chi said.
"Win, B-chan! Wiiiiin!!" Bulma clenched her fists growling at the competition. Chi-chi sweatdropped. "Oh boy..."
Goku looked all around him. "Hey, guys? Where's Veggie? And Mimi?"
Bulma chuckled. "Probably somewhere "talking"..." she said, making a quoation sign on the word "talking".
Chi-chi started to laugh again, nearly squirting soda out of her nose.
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"Kaka-chaaaaaan!!!" vegeta called while running from the terrible Mimi.
"Oh Veggie-chan!!" Mimi-called.
"Oh please! Someone help meeeee!" Vegeta whimpered in a panic. He hid behind an open locker and about to stuff himself in there when he caught sight of something glittery and purple.
"It's you..." he said disgustedly.
*Hi, veggie! Havin' a bit o' trouble, laddie?*
It was Purple Gem. The circular gem floated happily above Vegeta's head, chuckling every now and then.
"Errr, what are you doing here?!" Veggie looked frantically around the locker for any sign of Mimi. "Can't you see I'm kinda busy here?"
*What? You're runnin' away from your girlfriend?*
"She is NOT my girlfriend! She's a monster!!!!!!"
"Oh, Veggie!"
Vegeta grabbed the crystal. "You've got to help me! You've got to help meeee!"
The crystal melted slowly in his hands, absorbing into his skin.
*I've already have, Vedge. I've already have.*
In no time at time, instead of a short, cute Saiyajin prince in the locker room, there stood an even shorter, cuter little woman. Her name was...Vegeta, of course.
"Wow," she chirped, "oh thank you, Purple gem! Thank you thank you thank you!
"Vegeta?" Mimi peeked aroung the corner, looking for the ouji. "Hey you!"
Vegeta turned to look at the farmgirl. "Who? Me?"
Mimi snorted. "Yeah, you, city-girl. You seen a cute ouji 'round here?"
Vegeta smiled. "Nope, sorry." Mimi snorted again and stomped away.
"Oh my gawd, she's so ugly..."
"Yeah, she's scary."
Vegeta heard the voices come from the other side of the locker room. 'Yikes!' she thought, 'Cheerleaders!' She quickly hurried to the exit, but was stopped by Mimi.
"Hey! Get outta my way!"
Mimi smiled evilly. "Hello, Vegeta..."
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Oh no! Mimi found out! Will Vegeta have to run for her life now? Will Mim ever leave Vegeta alone? Will Goku rescue his little buddy??
Goku: [eating hotdogs and drinking soda at record speed] UUUURRRRP!!!!!
Find out!
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"U-G-L-Y, you ain't got no alibi! You ugly, hey, hey, you ugly!!!"
Vegeta chuckled lightly as the cheerleaders practiced for the Annual Cheerleading Competition. His daughter, Bura, was part of the star team, The Supremettes.
"Oh, daddy! I can't wait 'til our turn!" She was now in the stands dressed in her clean and freshly washed ruby-red uniform, as beautiful as a star sapphire. Her usually dirty-white sneakers now shone with a gleam to make new shoes jealous. Vegeta knew she would win. He just came to see the other losers fail.
"Are you sure you're okay, B-chan?" Vegeta asked, smirking a little. "You look so nervous."
"Oh, Toussan! I'm not nervous. Just excited." Bura did a little cursty and bounded off to join her team. The audience was nearly filling the stands. 'Most of them are idiot bakas with nothing better to do than stare up the cheeleaders' skirts,' Vegeta thought, frowning. He had gottn the center seats so he could watch his little girl and watch the boys in the stands.
"Hey, Veggie!" a familiar yet annoying voice called.
Vegeta smiled. So Kakkarotto came after all. "Hello, Kakkarot," Vegeta mused, "you came to see my little girl win?"
Goku smiled back, causing Vegeta to momentarily glow. "Nah, I'm here to watch Pan as well as Bura."
Vegeta shook the redness out of his face and glared at Goku. It so happened that Pan was on one of the opposing teams, The Silverbirds. Vegeta looked out on the field to see a couple of them walking around, their shiny silver uniforms glittering in the afternoon sun. "Ahh! My eyes!" Vegeta was temporarily blinded by the uniforms' shinyness. "Dang it! I could've brought my shades, but nooo, the onna said that we were already late!"
"Sumthin' wrong, Veggie?" Goku asked worried.
"No, no, kakkarot. It's alright." Vegeta rubbed his eyes and focused on Goku's worried face. "Eheheheheh." Vegeta felt his face redden again.
"Son-kun! Veggie-chan!" a bell-like voice called from the center stands. It was Bulma...with snacks!
"Yay!"Goku cheered while he dove into the popcorn and soda. He looked at Vegeta who was covered with popcorn and drops of soda. "Oh, I'm sorry Veggie. I guess I got a little excited."
Bulma hid her face so Vegeta couldn't see her snickering. Too funny!
"Yoo-hoo! Go-chan!" Chi-chi called dragging Goten and Trunks from the hordes of cheerleaders asking for their numbers. She sat them down next to Bulma and beagn to scold them. "Honestly! Don't you boys have any shame?"
"We're sorry Son Chi-chi-san.."
"You had better be! Oh hello Goku!" She slid over to sit next to her husband.
"Hey!" Vegeta cried offended.
"Sorry, oujiboy," Chi-chi chuckled, "but since Goku is my husband that gives me a right to sit next to him."
"I was sitting there!" Vegeta yelled. "No fair," he mumbled under his breath, pouting.
Goku chuckled. "Aww, little Veggie! You can still next to me!" Goku picked vegeta up by the shoulders and placed him between himself and Bulma. "There you go!" Goku grinned. "Now you can sit next to both people that you love!"
"I don't love you, Bakarrot," Vegeta sneered. He made cutie pie eyes at Bulma. "Hello, Bulma-chan."
Bulma rolled her eyes. "Men," she laughed blushing.
"Goku! Go-kun!"
Goku gasped happily. "Auntie Bessy! Uncle Tim! We're over here!!!"
Vegeta nearly choked on his soda. "U-uncle Tim?? A-Aunt Bessy?"
Goku giggled. "Of course, silly Veggie! I invited them!" Goku looked at Vegeta's pale face. "Is there somethin' wrong, V-chan?"
"They didn't bring that vile daughter of theirs, did they?"
"You mean, Mimi?"
"Y-yeah..."
"GOKU!!!!!!!" A loud voice with a southern accent boomed from the end of the stands. Mimi bounded up the stands, making them shake. Instead of wearing her usual work overalls, she wore a poorly made dress, and the the first pair of socks and shoes that she could find. Her red hair was mess and she smelled like the pigs.
Vegeta cringed at the sight. "Oh Kami, why??"
"Hi, Mi-chan!" Goku chirped. "You look nice today!"
Vegeta grimaced at Goku's compliment. 'What a baka,' he thought. He snorted loudly, getting Mimi's attetion. At the sight of the prince, she squealed with delight.
"Oh ma Kami! It's ma lil' princey puddin' pie!"
Bulma, Chi-chi and Goku snickered at Mimi's outburst. "Puddin' pie?" Bulma sniggered. "Oh, vegeta! You and your good looks!" everyone started to laugh.
"Errr, shut up!!!!"
Goku wiped a tear from his eye. "I'm sorry, lil' veggie. But Mimi does like you alot, y'know."
"Yeah, I know." Unbeknownst to vegeta, Mimi had stationed herself between him and Chi-chi. "Hello, short, dark, and gorgeous.." she said (or treid to say) sexily. Vegeta turned around slowly, then let a scream of absolute terror.
"AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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"Leave me alone!!!"
"Wait! Waiiit!"
Vegeta had hurried from the stands into the cheerleaders' locker room. He was surprised that Mimi could catch up with him so fast. He was surprised that Goku hadn't come to rescue him. 'Darnit, Kakkarotto! If you don't rescue me, I shall never forgive you!!!'
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"And now, ladies and gentlemen! Let the competition begin!!"
The judges got into their places in the very front of the stands while the first squad came out doing backflips. Goku, Bulma, Chi-chi and the rest clapped loudly for Pan and Bura.
"Whoever wins, we'll be happy for them, right Bul-chan?" Chi-chi said.
"Win, B-chan! Wiiiiin!!" Bulma clenched her fists growling at the competition. Chi-chi sweatdropped. "Oh boy..."
Goku looked all around him. "Hey, guys? Where's Veggie? And Mimi?"
Bulma chuckled. "Probably somewhere "talking"..." she said, making a quoation sign on the word "talking".
Chi-chi started to laugh again, nearly squirting soda out of her nose.
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"Kaka-chaaaaaan!!!" vegeta called while running from the terrible Mimi.
"Oh Veggie-chan!!" Mimi-called.
"Oh please! Someone help meeeee!" Vegeta whimpered in a panic. He hid behind an open locker and about to stuff himself in there when he caught sight of something glittery and purple.
"It's you..." he said disgustedly.
*Hi, veggie! Havin' a bit o' trouble, laddie?*
It was Purple Gem. The circular gem floated happily above Vegeta's head, chuckling every now and then.
"Errr, what are you doing here?!" Veggie looked frantically around the locker for any sign of Mimi. "Can't you see I'm kinda busy here?"
*What? You're runnin' away from your girlfriend?*
"She is NOT my girlfriend! She's a monster!!!!!!"
"Oh, Veggie!"
Vegeta grabbed the crystal. "You've got to help me! You've got to help meeee!"
The crystal melted slowly in his hands, absorbing into his skin.
*I've already have, Vedge. I've already have.*
In no time at time, instead of a short, cute Saiyajin prince in the locker room, there stood an even shorter, cuter little woman. Her name was...Vegeta, of course.
"Wow," she chirped, "oh thank you, Purple gem! Thank you thank you thank you!
"Vegeta?" Mimi peeked aroung the corner, looking for the ouji. "Hey you!"
Vegeta turned to look at the farmgirl. "Who? Me?"
Mimi snorted. "Yeah, you, city-girl. You seen a cute ouji 'round here?"
Vegeta smiled. "Nope, sorry." Mimi snorted again and stomped away.
"Oh my gawd, she's so ugly..."
"Yeah, she's scary."
Vegeta heard the voices come from the other side of the locker room. 'Yikes!' she thought, 'Cheerleaders!' She quickly hurried to the exit, but was stopped by Mimi.
"Hey! Get outta my way!"
Mimi smiled evilly. "Hello, Vegeta..."
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Oh no! Mimi found out! Will Vegeta have to run for her life now? Will Mim ever leave Vegeta alone? Will Goku rescue his little buddy??
Goku: [eating hotdogs and drinking soda at record speed] UUUURRRRP!!!!!
Find out!