-HHHHeeeeeeeeeyyy! This is my first Z fic in a bit, so put up with me ; I'll finish it and my other stories, soooooooon. (I hope) Please R and R, flames are fine with me...
.:Chapter One: The meaning of Xmas:.
It was a cold, winter day. The icy sunlight reflected brightly off Vegeta's sweaty skin. It had been a long, hard day. He was on his way back from trainning in his gravity room, just like usual. He opend the door to is house, letting it slam behind him to announce his arivial. Just like usual. What was unusual was the fact their was now a six foot ever- green tree in his living room, laying haphazardly against the wall.
"WOMAN" Vegeta shouted, "What the hell is nature doing in my house?" Bulma stuck here head into the living room. "Oh, It's almost Christmas, silly!" She beemed, ajusting her santa-hat, "I thought it would be nice, since you know, welll, It's Christmas!" Bulma grinned up at Vegeta.
"This is ludacris..." Vegeta thought. "This woman is supposed to be a scientific genius, and she can't even explain the reason she dragged a tree into my house..."
"What is this bloody holiday about anyway?" Vegeta asked. Just then, five-year-old Trunks bounded into the living room with goten close behind. Both of them wore goofy looking elf costumes and even goofier grins.
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"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN THAT RETARTED OUTFIT BRAT?" Vegeta grabed Trunks by the shirt and lifted him to eye level. "Merry Christmas Dad!" Trunks said, the bells on the tips of his pointy elf shoes rining as he kicked to get free. Vegeta dorpped Trunks on the floor. And what exactly are we celebrating it for?
"Weeeeeeeeeelllllll Because it's more of a western holiday, mom wasn't gonna celebrate it, buuuuuuuuutttt she thought it sounded fun, so now we are!" Vegeta looked at Goten, Who like Trunks was dressed up as a elf. "What is this holiday FOR exactly?" Vegeta asked, "Dressing up like morons and screaming greetings at people? Or is it about dragging trees into a unsespecting person's house and leaving it there?
Trunks and Goten laughed. "No Mr. Vegeta sir, It's not like that! You see, It used to be a religous thing, but now it's mostly a commercial thing, you buy presents for other people, and they'll buy presents for you, so They don't look bad and then you have to out do your neighboors in decorating your house and-"
Vegeta covered Gotens mouth with his hand a competitive holiday? He smirked his o-to-farmilliar evil sayin smirk. Oh, a competitive holiday! That changes everything..."
"Great! shouted Trunks, I'll get the decorations!"
Gasp, what maddnes is in store for Vegeta once he tries to help out with the decorating? Next chapter: Vegeta vs The Christmas tree lights of Doom and destruction! (Only if you R&R :P)