"Vapid Way" is short for, "The Vapid Way This Story Goes."
For those that don't have a dictionary next to them, vapid = tedious/fatiguing.
For those that failed Yr 6, tedious/fatiguing = boring.
(I couldn't think of a better title).
This story is kinda sporadic/random. If u don't like, don't read. If u read, review 2 plz (& nicely. Or try being sarcastic).
I don't own anything in this (apart from amazing sound effects) so don't sue. (I only have $50 on me right now).
Merry Christmas!!!
Vapid Way
"Good morning all you happy people!"
Bulma strolled into the Capsule Corp kitchen. (Tongue twister huh? ^_+ -Windie)
Her cheerful voice irritated the hell out of Vegeta who was busy rummaging through the fridge.
Her mother and father were also there, sitting at the table eating bacon and eggs, but were surprised at Bulma's happiness.
Bulma sang and danced around the table.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
Four times.
Five times.
Then Vegeta left.
"What's wrong with him I wonder?" Bulma stopped at the fridge and hummed while scanning the contents.
Her parents, frightened, bolted off at the speed of light. No, faster. Faster than Goku in fact (if that's possible…).
Bulma looked at where her parents used to be. She scratched her head in confusion.
"Weeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrrrrrd."
Outside, Mr and Mrs Briefs were whispering about Bulma's strange behaviour.
"Sweetie, Bulma was happy this morning. Too happy. It's not like her dear."
Mr Briefs sighed, "Yes, I know. Maybe she ate some of those radio-active crinkle cut chips. I don't know and WHY THE HELL ARE WE WHISPERING?!?"
A different but familiar voice answered.
"Because she might be right behind you."
The couple zipped around and saw Bulma standing there, hands on hips. But then she crossed her arms to look tough.
"HaHA! Silly you! You silly! I was right behind you! HAHA! I heard not a single word apart from why, the, hell, are, we and whispering!"
Bulma collapsed onto the ground and rolled all the way to the Capsule Corp spaceship thing that Vegeta always trains in. She bonked the door with her head and...
WHOOSHJOLZERPUMGIRISHMILPOW!!!
...the door suddenly whooshjolzerpumgirishmilpowed open.
Vegeta stood there hands on hips. (It's a new fad)
He was wearing the well-known yellow pants and the pink 'BAD-MAN" on-the-back shirt.
"Wow Vegeta!" Bulma clasped her hands together in awe. "Nice shirt, is it yours?"
[Take a second to laugh at that 'meant-to-be-funny joke'.]
cough, cough
Moving on-
"Oh jeese, I think you gave it to me woman." Vegeta replied sarcastically.
"Oh. Well, I'm not as dumb as you look. Anyways, it's really your colour."
Bulma quickly left that scene and rolled back to her parents.
They were scoffing down the yummy cakes that Mrs Briefs had bought from the bakery but Bulma only got one because of a big boom Vegeta created in the Capsule Corp spaceship thing a couple of episodes earlier.
(BREATH)
Bulma took one look at the cake that had her nose and mouth imprinted on the cream, and then in a blink of an eye, it was gone.
She had eaten it.
"Mmmmmmm." she mmed.
Mr and Mrs Briefs blinked.
"Um sweetie," Mrs Briefs started, "what about your diet? You were so 'BLEURGH' about your cholesterol and -"
"Oh mother! I drive my car waaay too fast to worry about cholesterol!"
Bulma rolled off again and Mr Briefs turned to his flummoxed wife.
"That's not our daughter." He whispered.
He really whispered this time.
"Why's that honey? So she's been acting all funny this morning. Oh no-"
"No, that's not it."
"Okaaaaay, so she's forgotten about her diet.OH MY GOD."
"NO. That's not it either." He corrected.
"Fine, alright. Ok. So she drives her car too fast. Well at least she doesn't get tickets. I mean like, oh hang on, but?"
"That's right." Mr Briefs nodded.
"Bulma doesn't drive a car."
To Be Continued.
Yes, there is a sequel. I hear you groan. It's really stupid. I know, it is sooo weird, so what's the point of going on? I've got a nice ending. No other way to describe. It just nice. I think you'll all like. It be up VERY soon.
I g2 roll away now. R&R plz?
Thnx.
For those that don't have a dictionary next to them, vapid = tedious/fatiguing.
For those that failed Yr 6, tedious/fatiguing = boring.
(I couldn't think of a better title).
This story is kinda sporadic/random. If u don't like, don't read. If u read, review 2 plz (& nicely. Or try being sarcastic).
I don't own anything in this (apart from amazing sound effects) so don't sue. (I only have $50 on me right now).
Merry Christmas!!!
Vapid Way
"Good morning all you happy people!"
Bulma strolled into the Capsule Corp kitchen. (Tongue twister huh? ^_+ -Windie)
Her cheerful voice irritated the hell out of Vegeta who was busy rummaging through the fridge.
Her mother and father were also there, sitting at the table eating bacon and eggs, but were surprised at Bulma's happiness.
Bulma sang and danced around the table.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
Four times.
Five times.
Then Vegeta left.
"What's wrong with him I wonder?" Bulma stopped at the fridge and hummed while scanning the contents.
Her parents, frightened, bolted off at the speed of light. No, faster. Faster than Goku in fact (if that's possible…).
Bulma looked at where her parents used to be. She scratched her head in confusion.
"Weeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrrrrrd."
Outside, Mr and Mrs Briefs were whispering about Bulma's strange behaviour.
"Sweetie, Bulma was happy this morning. Too happy. It's not like her dear."
Mr Briefs sighed, "Yes, I know. Maybe she ate some of those radio-active crinkle cut chips. I don't know and WHY THE HELL ARE WE WHISPERING?!?"
A different but familiar voice answered.
"Because she might be right behind you."
The couple zipped around and saw Bulma standing there, hands on hips. But then she crossed her arms to look tough.
"HaHA! Silly you! You silly! I was right behind you! HAHA! I heard not a single word apart from why, the, hell, are, we and whispering!"
Bulma collapsed onto the ground and rolled all the way to the Capsule Corp spaceship thing that Vegeta always trains in. She bonked the door with her head and...
WHOOSHJOLZERPUMGIRISHMILPOW!!!
...the door suddenly whooshjolzerpumgirishmilpowed open.
Vegeta stood there hands on hips. (It's a new fad)
He was wearing the well-known yellow pants and the pink 'BAD-MAN" on-the-back shirt.
"Wow Vegeta!" Bulma clasped her hands together in awe. "Nice shirt, is it yours?"
[Take a second to laugh at that 'meant-to-be-funny joke'.]
cough, cough
Moving on-
"Oh jeese, I think you gave it to me woman." Vegeta replied sarcastically.
"Oh. Well, I'm not as dumb as you look. Anyways, it's really your colour."
Bulma quickly left that scene and rolled back to her parents.
They were scoffing down the yummy cakes that Mrs Briefs had bought from the bakery but Bulma only got one because of a big boom Vegeta created in the Capsule Corp spaceship thing a couple of episodes earlier.
(BREATH)
Bulma took one look at the cake that had her nose and mouth imprinted on the cream, and then in a blink of an eye, it was gone.
She had eaten it.
"Mmmmmmm." she mmed.
Mr and Mrs Briefs blinked.
"Um sweetie," Mrs Briefs started, "what about your diet? You were so 'BLEURGH' about your cholesterol and -"
"Oh mother! I drive my car waaay too fast to worry about cholesterol!"
Bulma rolled off again and Mr Briefs turned to his flummoxed wife.
"That's not our daughter." He whispered.
He really whispered this time.
"Why's that honey? So she's been acting all funny this morning. Oh no-"
"No, that's not it."
"Okaaaaay, so she's forgotten about her diet.OH MY GOD."
"NO. That's not it either." He corrected.
"Fine, alright. Ok. So she drives her car too fast. Well at least she doesn't get tickets. I mean like, oh hang on, but?"
"That's right." Mr Briefs nodded.
"Bulma doesn't drive a car."
To Be Continued.
Yes, there is a sequel. I hear you groan. It's really stupid. I know, it is sooo weird, so what's the point of going on? I've got a nice ending. No other way to describe. It just nice. I think you'll all like. It be up VERY soon.
I g2 roll away now. R&R plz?
Thnx.