Daddy's Little Girl
Author: Nova-chan
E-mail: quaggasaiyanbaby@aol.com
Series: DBZ
Rating: G
Summary: Vegeta's little girl, Bura, is all grown up. Now she's getting ready for her junior prom! When Veggie finds out WHO she's going with will he freak out? Will he vow to crash the party? How does poor Goku become a pawn in the plan? Read and find out!
Disclaimer: I don't own one single thing in this story. You can ask my parents!
"Do you know the muffin man, the muffin man, the muffin man? Do you know the muffin man, who cooks lotsa muffins for me?" Goku sang as he watched Chichi pouring the muffin mix into a pan.
"Goku, are you calling me a man?" she demanded.
"Oh, of course not, Chichi!" Goku shook his head. "I'll come up with a new song…do you know the muffin GIRL the muffin GIRL the muffin GIRL? Do you know the muffin GIRL who cooks lotsa muffins for me?"
Chichi sweatdropped. "I wonder about you."
"So, Mirai," Bura said, "what are you doing here again?"
Mirai glared at her, nervously. "I hafta make sure you aren't mistreating the other me."
"You mean the other Trunks?"
"Yes." Mirai nodded.
"He's in his room with Goten-chan. I think they're playing video games," she told him.
"I'll…go see how he is…" Mirai's eyelid twitched nervously.
Bura rolled her eyes, shaking her head. "Mirai's such a paranoid freak."
"Good morning, little B-chan!" Vegeta cried, coming down the stairs.
"Ohayo, toussan!!" she exclaimed.
"How are you on this wonderful day, princess?"
"I'm good. And how are you, toussan?"
"I'm real good, B-chan!"
"That's great! Now, I have to go to school. I'll see you later! Bye!" she shouted, heading out the door.
"Bye bye, Bura!!" Vegeta called after her.
When Bura arrived home that evening, she walked into the house in a giddy haze.
"Did you have a nice day at school, princess?" Vegeta asked her.
She looked at him and suddenly hugged him. "Oh, toussan!! It was wonderful!! I'm going to the prom!!"
"Really?" he asked, interested. "That's wonderful, B-chan!! Who are you going with?"
"Son Goten!!" She giggled, happily, blushing. "I'm gonna go call him!! G'night, toussan!!" She ran upstairs to her room, leaving a dumbfounded Vegeta behind her.
"She's going to go to the prom with that—that—Kakkarot boy!!" He looked down at the floor sadly. "But…if that happens then my ROYAL SAIYAN BLOOD will be mixed with Kako-blood!!" Vegeta stood up straight, slamming a fist over his chest. "I WON'T STAND FOR IT!!"
"VEGETA!! WILL YOU SHUT UP??" Bulma screamed from her lab.
"Sorry Bulma," he said meekly.
"So…Mirai? How's it goin?" Chibi Trunks asked.
"Oh, you know…this and that…" Mirai answered. "How about you?"
"It's been good. Now will you leave?"
"No."
"Mirai. I need to take a shower," Chibi stressed.
"I'll go with you!!!" Mirai shrieked.
"What for??"
"…so you won't get attacked by the evil Dr. Soap who threatens to wipe out our family line…" he answered, humbly.
"…"
"…"
"I'm going to take a shower…and you're not going to follow me," Chibi instructed.
"But what about the evil Dr…"
"I can take care of the evil Dr. Soap, Mirai. Trust me."
Chibi Trunks walked into the bathroom with a towel. Steam came from under the door.
"He's right…" Mirai said, trying to calm himself. "He can take care of the evil Dr. Soap. But…what about the evil Dr. Shampoo???? CHIBI!!!!!"
Vegeta stayed up late working on his "plans."
"Let's see…" he said to himself. "The only way I can save lil Bura is to get her away with that baka Kakkarot son. But…how?"
He pondered this for awhile before coming up with his brilliant idea.
"HAHAHAHAHA!!" he cackled. "Perfect! Now, I can destroy that Kako-brat AND save my lil Bura all in one sitting!!" He paused and sighed. "But, this plan requires Kakkarot."
The next day was the day of the prom. As most girls do, Bura stayed home to get ready. (Although, I know that a lot of girls just check out of school, but Bura wanted to look really special, ^_^)
"Aahhh…" she sighed. "This perfume is perfect!!" At last, she had found the right bottle to use. It smelled like roses and she knew that Goten would…no, wait…that's not right…
"Oh, well," she mumbled. "I guess I'll have to go with Fragrance of Pizza." She sprayed herself with the perfume she KNEW he'd like.
Meanwhile, a certain evil lil ouji was putting his plans into play.
"KAKKAROTTO!!" he screamed, banging on the door.
"VEGETA WHAT DO YOU WANT??" Chichi screamed back at him.
"KAKKAROTTO!!! Why'd you think I was yelling his name?"
"Oh…he's…upstairs," she said, glaring at him.
"Why…thank you," he responded, glaring at her and going inside.
-HAHA! There. Now if you care to read the rest of your precious little story, you will review and tell me so!! HAHAHA!! …anyway, besides that, would anyone like to have their story MST-ed? MST-ing is when you take someone's story and write commentary in between using yourself and characters from whatever you choose to say things about it. Don't worry, it's not the same as flaming, even if it IS ripping. So, my e-mail is quaggsaiyanbaby@AOL.com and I have all formats of wordpad, Microsoft Word, or whatever else you have, so just send it in "Attachments" and I'll even put the finished story up on Media Miner. But, I'll need stories for that, so don't be shy!
Author: Nova-chan
E-mail: quaggasaiyanbaby@aol.com
Series: DBZ
Rating: G
Summary: Vegeta's little girl, Bura, is all grown up. Now she's getting ready for her junior prom! When Veggie finds out WHO she's going with will he freak out? Will he vow to crash the party? How does poor Goku become a pawn in the plan? Read and find out!
Disclaimer: I don't own one single thing in this story. You can ask my parents!
"Do you know the muffin man, the muffin man, the muffin man? Do you know the muffin man, who cooks lotsa muffins for me?" Goku sang as he watched Chichi pouring the muffin mix into a pan.
"Goku, are you calling me a man?" she demanded.
"Oh, of course not, Chichi!" Goku shook his head. "I'll come up with a new song…do you know the muffin GIRL the muffin GIRL the muffin GIRL? Do you know the muffin GIRL who cooks lotsa muffins for me?"
Chichi sweatdropped. "I wonder about you."
"So, Mirai," Bura said, "what are you doing here again?"
Mirai glared at her, nervously. "I hafta make sure you aren't mistreating the other me."
"You mean the other Trunks?"
"Yes." Mirai nodded.
"He's in his room with Goten-chan. I think they're playing video games," she told him.
"I'll…go see how he is…" Mirai's eyelid twitched nervously.
Bura rolled her eyes, shaking her head. "Mirai's such a paranoid freak."
"Good morning, little B-chan!" Vegeta cried, coming down the stairs.
"Ohayo, toussan!!" she exclaimed.
"How are you on this wonderful day, princess?"
"I'm good. And how are you, toussan?"
"I'm real good, B-chan!"
"That's great! Now, I have to go to school. I'll see you later! Bye!" she shouted, heading out the door.
"Bye bye, Bura!!" Vegeta called after her.
When Bura arrived home that evening, she walked into the house in a giddy haze.
"Did you have a nice day at school, princess?" Vegeta asked her.
She looked at him and suddenly hugged him. "Oh, toussan!! It was wonderful!! I'm going to the prom!!"
"Really?" he asked, interested. "That's wonderful, B-chan!! Who are you going with?"
"Son Goten!!" She giggled, happily, blushing. "I'm gonna go call him!! G'night, toussan!!" She ran upstairs to her room, leaving a dumbfounded Vegeta behind her.
"She's going to go to the prom with that—that—Kakkarot boy!!" He looked down at the floor sadly. "But…if that happens then my ROYAL SAIYAN BLOOD will be mixed with Kako-blood!!" Vegeta stood up straight, slamming a fist over his chest. "I WON'T STAND FOR IT!!"
"VEGETA!! WILL YOU SHUT UP??" Bulma screamed from her lab.
"Sorry Bulma," he said meekly.
"So…Mirai? How's it goin?" Chibi Trunks asked.
"Oh, you know…this and that…" Mirai answered. "How about you?"
"It's been good. Now will you leave?"
"No."
"Mirai. I need to take a shower," Chibi stressed.
"I'll go with you!!!" Mirai shrieked.
"What for??"
"…so you won't get attacked by the evil Dr. Soap who threatens to wipe out our family line…" he answered, humbly.
"…"
"…"
"I'm going to take a shower…and you're not going to follow me," Chibi instructed.
"But what about the evil Dr…"
"I can take care of the evil Dr. Soap, Mirai. Trust me."
Chibi Trunks walked into the bathroom with a towel. Steam came from under the door.
"He's right…" Mirai said, trying to calm himself. "He can take care of the evil Dr. Soap. But…what about the evil Dr. Shampoo???? CHIBI!!!!!"
Vegeta stayed up late working on his "plans."
"Let's see…" he said to himself. "The only way I can save lil Bura is to get her away with that baka Kakkarot son. But…how?"
He pondered this for awhile before coming up with his brilliant idea.
"HAHAHAHAHA!!" he cackled. "Perfect! Now, I can destroy that Kako-brat AND save my lil Bura all in one sitting!!" He paused and sighed. "But, this plan requires Kakkarot."
The next day was the day of the prom. As most girls do, Bura stayed home to get ready. (Although, I know that a lot of girls just check out of school, but Bura wanted to look really special, ^_^)
"Aahhh…" she sighed. "This perfume is perfect!!" At last, she had found the right bottle to use. It smelled like roses and she knew that Goten would…no, wait…that's not right…
"Oh, well," she mumbled. "I guess I'll have to go with Fragrance of Pizza." She sprayed herself with the perfume she KNEW he'd like.
Meanwhile, a certain evil lil ouji was putting his plans into play.
"KAKKAROTTO!!" he screamed, banging on the door.
"VEGETA WHAT DO YOU WANT??" Chichi screamed back at him.
"KAKKAROTTO!!! Why'd you think I was yelling his name?"
"Oh…he's…upstairs," she said, glaring at him.
"Why…thank you," he responded, glaring at her and going inside.
-HAHA! There. Now if you care to read the rest of your precious little story, you will review and tell me so!! HAHAHA!! …anyway, besides that, would anyone like to have their story MST-ed? MST-ing is when you take someone's story and write commentary in between using yourself and characters from whatever you choose to say things about it. Don't worry, it's not the same as flaming, even if it IS ripping. So, my e-mail is quaggsaiyanbaby@AOL.com and I have all formats of wordpad, Microsoft Word, or whatever else you have, so just send it in "Attachments" and I'll even put the finished story up on Media Miner. But, I'll need stories for that, so don't be shy!