Bra Sitting

by, Krazy Edward

Disclaimer: Not mine.

AN: Bra is 4

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"Take this you... you stupid!" yelled Bulma hurling another plate at Vegeta. Vegeta easily dodged the flying dinnerware. "Woman! Stop breaking everything!" Vegeta yelled back. "MY NAME IS BULMA!" she retorted "That's the last.." *CRASH* "time" *CRASH* "I'm going to" *CRASH* "tell you Vegeta." She stopped throwing plates to catch her breath.

"Fine, Bulma." Vegeta growled. Bulma rushed over and hugged him. "There that wasn't so bad was it? Now you take care of Bra while I'm gone." she said grabbing her purse. "What? Where are you going?" asked Vegeta. "Over to ChiChi's. She's teaching me how to cook, and I have to pick up Trunks." replied Bulma.

Vegeta thought about demanding that the woman stay with the child but on second thought she REALLY needed some cooking lessons. "Fine." he said. "Fine?" asked Bulma "Do you realize you just agreed to something I said without a fight?" "Don't get used to it." Vegeta answered. "Good boy." said Bulma patting him on the head and turning to leave. Behind her Vegeta made a move as if to strangle her but he stopped hearing the sudden "Daddy?"

Bulma closed the door and was gone. "Daddy?" Bra said a second time. "What?" Vegeta asked. "I wanna play tea party." the little girl replied. "Well, go then." Vegeta said about to head out to the gravity chamber. Bra grabbed his arm "I want you to play with me daddy." "No." Vegeta answered simply. Bra's lip trembled and tears formed in her eyes. Vegeta looked at her as if she was a bomb about to go off "Wait...Wait a minute! Shhh! Don't..." "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"If you stop I'll... give you candy." Vegeta offered. Bra continued to wail. "Ok! I'll play tea party with you!" Bra stopped and smiled.

After two hours of pleases and thank yous and would you like more teas, Bra finally got bored with 'Tea Party'.

"Daddy?"

"What?"

"I'm bored."

Vegeta smirked "How about we play my game now?" Bra thought for a minute "What's your game?" "It's called jail." answered Vegeta. "Jail? How do you play Jail?" asked Bra. "I'll show you." said Vegeta. He pushed Bra in the closet and locked the door.

"DADDY! LET ME OUT!" Bra yelled banging on the door. "Not until your sentence is up." Vegeta replied walking downstairs. "DADDY IT'S DARK IN HERE! DADDY? DADDY!?!?!"

After a few minutes of watching TV, Vegeta noticed that the banging had stopped. He walked upstairs "Brat?" The closet was open and she was nowhere in sight. Vegeta searched for her Ki. Just as he found it he heard a very loud "DAAADDDDDYYYYY!"

He ran down stairs to find Bra hopping into the living room holding one foot. "Now what?" he thought. "I'm bleeding Daddy!" Bra wailed flopping onto the couch. "So?" asked Vegeta. "Fix it!" Bra screamed. "How do you expect me to fix it, wait till it stops." Vegeta growled, annoyed. "Mommy always makes it stop! I'll tell her I was bleeding and you didn't fix it!"

Not happy about another 'being yelled at' to look forward to Vegeta walked over to Bra and grabbed her foot "How does your mother fix it?" "I don't know, with the help kit." Bra explained. "The help kit?" Vegeta asked. "In the bathroom cabinet." Bra replied. Vegeta walked into the bathroom and emerged with a small first aid kit.

Vegeta pawed through the contents of the kit and noting that he knew nothing about them unfolded the instructions. Skimming through a section that explained different kinds of wounds Vegeta thought about the people he had inflicted that paticular kind on. "DADDY HURRY UP IT HURTS!" Bra yelled. Throwing the instructions across the room Vegeta was fuming. Then the phone rang.

"Hello?" Vegeta answered in a very annoyed voice. "Is this a... uh bad time?" asked Videl on the other end. "No, it's just a wonderful time! I'M HAVING LOADS OF FUN!" shouted Vegeta into the phone. Bra started crying rather loudly "You're mean! I want MOMMY!"

"Is that Bra?" asked Videl "Vegeta are you... where's Bulma?" "She's not here... what do you know about first aid?" Vegeta asked. "Vegeta what did you do?" asked Videl on the verge of panic. "I didn't do anything!" Vegeta yelled back. Videl let out a relieved sigh "Okay, What happened?" "The brat is bleeding." Vegeta answered.

"Where."

"Her foot."

"What cut her?"

Vegeta examined Bra's foot "It looks like a piece of the woman's dinnerware is stuck in it." "Glass?" asked Videl.

"Yes, glass. Now how do I make this child SHUT UP?"

"Well, you need to get the glass out."

"And then she'll stop whining?"

"Yes."

"She better."

Vegeta clicked the speaker phone on and grabbed Bra's foot again. He grabbed the piece of glass only to have it slip from his fingers multiple times. "Stupid glass! If I can't pull you out I'll blast you out!" he yelled. Bra's eyes widened and she pulled furiously at her foot. "WAIT VEGETA! Don't touch it! I'll be right there!" said Videl over the speaker phone.

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To be continued? Review and I'll continue with the madness. Including a chapter with ~DUN DUN DUN~ yea like I'm gonna give it away now. Until then…

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