Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ! Don't sue!
Hey! I hope you guys like this story as much as you did for 'Love at First Sight.' Be aware that some chapters has the characters acting a bit OOC.
If you are fans of LAFS (Love at First Sight) then I'm happy to see that you want to read the next story! I've been a WRECK! I couldn't find much inspiration to put into the story! But thank my (hopefully) future parents-in-law! (I'm a teenage girl with a very wide imagination, let me dream!)
Enjoy!
"Mom?" said the voice of her soon-to-be 9 year old son.
Bulma looked behind her and smiled. She was in the kitchen cooking both of their breakfasts. It's only been them for nearly a decade now. She passed high school with flying colors and was happily accepted into college. She didn't own Capsule Corp yet because Paxton was still young and healthy, at least in his definition. Bulma wasn't around the house much, so her son spent most of his time either with his uncle, or his best friend Goten, ChiChi's and Goku's second son.
It turned out that ChiChi was pregnant before Bulma was and wasn't aware of it. Bulma was supportive of her and helped her through all the hardships of being pregnant carried. When the day came, it was hell. She kept screaming bloody murder and throwing curses at all the nurses and doctors that tried to sedate her. After hours of long labor, ChiChi gave birth to Gohan. And later, Goten.
ChiChi has also been supporting and comforting Bulma after Vegeta left. Bulma made some lie about him wanting to further Ouji Enterprise and how he said that a long distance relationship would never work out between them. Amazingly, all her friends bought it and blamed Vegeta for giving up a person like her. Launch, Juu, and ChiChi even helped her through her pregnancy. She acted just like ChiChi, but worse. She yelled louder and cursed more. She had to hold Goku's hand for support during the long 17 hours of labor. Lets just say that Goku spent a few days in the hospital with Bulma.
She also passed college the time her wonderful son turned four. He was the world to her and never will she let anything hurt him. He's been taking martial arts lessons from both Goku and herself. He was extremely good at it and was determined to become stronger. She was happy that her son was motivated, but she couldn't help but feel a little concern.
It wasn't about him getting hurt, he could defend himself just fine, but it was about him finding out the truth. Her son frequently asked why his father left him, and she always had to make up some stuff that she knew she would regret later in the future. Hell, his father didn't even know he existed!
A month after Vegeta left was when Bulma discovered she was pregnant. The news hit her hard and was contemplating on whether or not to call for an abortion, or just go through the nine months of pregnancy. She went to her friends for support on the 'crisis'. They were shocked by the newsflash they recieved, but talked her through the whole thing. Bulma could tell that they were mad, and she knew why. Vegeta, he left her with their child.
"Um, Mom?" Trunks said, snapping some fingers in front of her.
Bulma snapped out of her train of thoughts and looked down at the concern chibi. "Yes Trunks?"
"Um, are you ok? You zoned out for a second there." he stated, concern clear in his eyes.
She smiled at her chibi. God he looked so much like his father. He had her blue oceanic eyes, but the shape resembled Vegeta. He had the same smile and smirk as the bastard as well. But the small boy inherited his mother's odd coloring. It was a light lavender color.
"I'm alright hon." she reassured.
Trunks scoffed. "Don't call me hon." he grumbled.
She rolled her eyes. He also inherited both his mother's and his father's attitude. He always acted as if he was a grown adult. It sometimes scared her. The fact of watching her bundle of pride and joy go off into the world while she stays behind and starts growing old alone, it frightened her.
"Go on, shoo! You have school soon and I don't want you to be late, especially since it's your first day!" she said as she pushed her son out of the kitchen.
"Yes Mom." he smiled as he raced up the stairs to change into outside wear.
She heard the water run from the upstairs bathroom and sighed. After finishing making the breakfast, Bulma laid down the plates one by one. She had two pancakes with whip cream for her, and five stacks of pancakes, a bowl of fresh fruit, scrambled eggs, sausage links, a bowl of cereal, and a cup of milk for her darling boy. He definitely got his father's eating portion. she joked dryly.
During the 10 years away from the man that broke her heart, she's been trying with all her might to forget about him. He used her and threw her to the side like a rag doll. That fact should've made her forget! But every time she tried to forget about him, he always appeared in her head more. It drove her nuts! She's even seen a therapist to help her, but there was nothing she could do to help her.
She talked to her friends for advise on how to forget, but they always told her the same answer over and over again. 'You'll forget him eventually!'. As if! She gave the man her virginity and her heart. She thought she learned her lesson from Adam, but to be taught it again, and with a man you truly loved, was like a kick to the stomach when you're already down. It hurt. Never will she want to experience the same pain Vegeta did to her, never.
But she couldn't help but think of all the good times they had together. When they first kissed, when they went out on dates, when they went clubbing and he had to carry her drunk self out. She actually laughed at that, she was a carefree teenager. She smiled at the memories of him first taking her into bed, it was unforgettable. But her most treasured memory she cherished with him, was when he confessed his love to her with his gift. She never threw away the necklace he gave her, she kept it as a reminder to never fall for another man. But it was also for another reason that she will never admit.
She growled at herself when memories of them flooded her mind. She wasn't suppose to be remembering, she was suppose to be forgetting!
Why can't you go away! her mind screamed.
She heard tiny footsteps running down the stairs. In ran her son, Trunks. From behind him she heard a yawn. Paxton followed the little tyke in and slobbishly sat down on one of the vacant seats. Trunks grinned and jumped onto his lap. Paxton's eyes shot up in surprise as he fell down in his chair. Luckily, Trunks got off him just in time. He laughed and pointed at his fallen uncle.
Paxton, now fully awake, grumbled a 'good morning to you too' before he propped himself and his chair back up. Trunks giggled a little, but immediately shut upped when he received the hard glare from his mother. He was well known as the infamous nuisance that roamed West City, that included Goten.
"Trunks!" she scolded.
"Now, now little sis. It's fine!" Paxton laughed as one hand rubbed the back of his head while the other waved a dismissing hand to her. "Let the kid have his fun."
Bulma narrowed her eyes at her brother and planted her hands on her hips. "I don't want him to grow up to be a little trouble maker!" she reasoned.
"He will not! He has you for a mother, so nothing to worry about." Paxton stated as he drank some of his prepared coffee.
Bulma calmed down slightly. It was true. As long as she lays a determined hand down on her son's shenanigans, then she won't have to deal with paying damage bills. She sighed as looked at her watch. Holy shit! It was a quarter to nine. She shot up and pulled on Trunks arm. His mouth was filled with food as he looked up at his hasty mother.
"Wufs wung?" he asked.
"Brush your teeth. We have to go now." she said as she scurried up the stairs, Trunks at tow.
Trunks finally got out of his mother's grip and ran to the bathroom. Bulma went into her room and changed into outer wear. She grabbed a blue and green tube dress. It had a white belt with two Bs facing each other and stopped at mid-thigh. She took out her turquoise leather jacket and wrapped it around herself.
She quickly walked out of her bedroom and down the stairs. She saw an impatient Trunks waiting at the door, his bookbag and lunch in his hand. She saw him tapping his foot as he waited for her. She grabbed her white sandals and her keys. Trunks followed his mother into the car and hopped in the front seat. Bulma kept her Lamborghini Gallrado, but she only used her blue roadster whenever she drove Trunks to school.
He buckled up and signaled her that he was good. She opened the garage door and waited till it was fully open. She backed out of the driveway and sped over to her son's school. She smiled when she heard Trunks laughing from the adrenaline he got whenever she was on the wheel. Paxton was always too slow and worried about Trunks's safety. Trunks knew that his mother would never hurt him.
Many of Trunks's classmates watched in awe when they saw him and his mother pull in. This was Trunks first day and Goten was even in his school! Many whispers and murmurs were being heard in the crowd of shocked students.
Many boys and men kept eyeing Bulma, much to Trunks distaste. He felt sick to his stomach whenever he saw both men and boys eye his mother, he wanted to find a man that will actually stay with his mother rather than go across the world. (He doesn't know the truth about the break up.) He was sad by the fact that his mother has never went on a date or went after another man since his father and her broke up, at least that was what his aunt ChiChi said.
His mother told him great stories about his father. He was handsome, courageous, determined, and was kind and sweet in her eyes. She mainly told their love story by the 'prince charming and damsel in distress' theme. He later grew up with a goal to become like the man in his mother's stories, charming, smart, and courageous. He once asked how come his mother and his unknown father weren't together; he had a fear inside him that told him that his father was dead. She told him that he didn't want a long distance relationship, so they just broke apart.
"Behave at school Trunks!" Bulma said to her son.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." he said.
"Remember, I won't be able to pick you up, so you have to walk home with Goten, he's staying for the night." she reminded. "And remember we're living in the new house. We were suppose to leave for it this morning. I'll send the butler to put our luggage in."
"I'll be fine Mom. You remember the last time someone tried to sneak up on me." he stated.
"Just be careful." she said as she sped off.
Bulma drove down to the mall to get some new clothes for both her son and herself. She parked near the entrance and walked out of her car. She capsulized it and walked inside West City's mall. She was suppose to meet up with ChiChi, Juu, and Launch so they could also buy some things for their children, as well as themselves.
ChiChi brought Gohan since he didn't have any school until next month. Goku was too busy with work that he couldn't watch over his teenage son. Gohan was like his father, but has a far better brain. ChiChi pushed him into his studies in fear that he'll be just like his idiotic father. He was home-schooled by her until Goku finally convinced her that Gohan will learn more in a real school, rather than their small home.
She didn't worry much about Goten's education, and allowed him to go to school at a much younger age than Gohan. Goten was also a sweet kid, but unfortunately followed in the footsteps of his father. He is a carbon copy of his old man.
"Hey B!" yelled a perky voice.
Bulma turned around and smiled. She power walked over to the voice and hugged it with dear life. "Launch!" she squealed.
Launch took a step back to look at her friend. She looked not a day older than 17. It's hard to believe that it's been nearly 10 years since she's seen her. During those 10 years, she and Tien finally got married, but they had no children. She came just to pick out the styles her friend's kids would most likely wear.
"You don't look a day older since graduation!" Launch complimented.
Bulma laughed. "Same. Did you get that sneezing thing worked out?" she asked.
"Yeah, but I'm still having troub-" she covered her nose when she felt that she was gonna sneeze.
"Oh shit." Bulma whispered.
"Ah, ah, ah, AHCHOO!" Launch sneezed.
Her hair changed to blonde and her eyes changed to green. She narrowed her eyes as she looked around her. The mall? What the hell is she doing there? She looked in front of her to see Bulma. She smirked.
"Thought I'll go all kamikaze on ya huh?" she joked. "I'm not even carrying my gun." she reassured.
Her blue haired friend let out a sigh of relief. She smiled at her, now, blonde friend and looked over her shoulder. Her smile widened as she saw her two other friends walking to them. It's been so long, but neither of her friends changed.
"Juu! Chi!" Both Launch and Bulma greeted.
They walked over to them and visibly paled when they saw that Launch switched personalities again. Gohan noticed his mother pale and waved a hand over her face. He's never met any of his mother's friends before, so he had no idea on why ChiChi was so scared. He followed her line of sight to see that she was staring at the blonde woman right next to the blue haired woman.
"What's wrong Mom?" he asked, confused.
He heard Launch laugh and looked back at her. She smirked and crossed her arms. "Don't worry Chi, Juu, I'm not carrying a gun on me." she explained.
The frightened mothers released a breath of relief and smiled at their friends. Gohan however, was shocked. Not carrying a gun? Does that mean she always carries a gun with her all the time? He got another surprise when she sneezed. Purple! Her hair changed from blonde, to purple! Her eyes also changed color so it was an iris color.
"Oh, sorry. I'm still trying to control my sneezing problem." she apologized.
"No sweat. I'm just glad that you didn't bring a gun." ChiChi replied.
"Yeah, I'm surprise that you didn't land behind bars yet." Juu smirked.
Launch put a hand over her mouth to hold a gasp. She hasn't done anything illegal, even at her blonde state. Tien made sure of that. He also made sure that she didn't use her secret gun at all by unloading all the bullets.
"Hurtful much." she pouted.
Juu laughed and patted her back. "I was just joking." she confessed.
"Well it wasn't funny." Launch grumbled as she crossed her arms.
Bulma laughed at her friends. It was just like old times. Except she and Juu didn't prank anyone. She smirked as those memories flooded in her mind. Good times, good times. she thought. Juu looked back at the blue haired beauty and smiled. She embraced Bulma in a hug.
"Long time no see." she said.
"Likewise." Bulma replied.
She looked towards the uncomfortable teenager and smirked. She extended her hand out as she put on her best smile. The black haired teen looked at her hand before shaking it, gingerly. Bulma frowned. He really doesn't go out much.
"What? Little awkward to be around your mother's old high school friends?" she accused.
Gohan shook his head. "N-no ma'am." he stuttered. "Y-you're one of my Mom's high school friends?" he asked, amazed.
"Yup."
"But you look like you're still IN high school!" he pointed out.
Bulma laughed at his compliment. "What, have a crush on me?" she teased.
Gohan shook his head. "N-no. Of course not ma'am."
"Haha. I'm just kidding. And what do you mean of course not?" Bulma said, putting her hands on her hips.
"Sorry ma'am. I just meant that you're too old for my age. And it would be rather awkward if I dated one of my mother's friends." Gohan explained.
"True." she replied.
"Have you ever gone out to a party or club before?" she asked as she crossed her arms.
"No ma'am. My mother hasn't let me and I never had the time because of my studies."
Bulma grinned. She looked towards ChiChi with a mischievous smile grazing her angelic features. ChiChi's eyes widened as she mouthed a no to her. Bulma shook her head slowly and smirked when she saw ChiChi change to motherly mode. Lucky for her, she came prepared. Before ChiChi could start her ranting, Bulma pulled out some headphones and stuck them in her ears. She put on some Simple Plan on her Ipod and gave a thumbs up for Chi, signaling her that she was ready for her scolding.
Launch and Juu howled in laughter as ChiChi turned a bright shade of red. Gohan had to cover his mouth to make sure no chuckles escaped his sealed lips. He didn't wish to anger his temperamental mother. ChiChi started scolding Bulma while the blue haired woman started mouthing the lyrics of the song she was listening to.
"BULMA! BULMA!" she yelled.
Everyone in close to them stopped what they were doing, and stared at the supposedly mad woman. Gohan saw this and glared at the unwanted attention. Everyone shrugged and continued walking to different stores.
"Chi, calm down." Launch soothed as she tried to calm down her friend.
"What did B do wrong? She hasn't even said a single offending thing since we got here." Juu shrugged.
ChiChi took in some deep breaths before continuing. "I saw her give me that grin. The same grin that you and her use before you guys do something wrong. And she was giving it to my son!" she accused. "She's probably gonna take him clubbing! She's always was a loose cannon nobody could control!"
Bulma laughed as she took off the headphones. She turned off her Ipod and looked back at the over protective mother. She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. ChiChi has known her for a while now, she should be able to tell if her grins are fake or real. Even Juu knows the difference.
The blonde woman looked over at her best friend and shrugged carelessly. It was fake. Her smile was just something to light the fire in the black haired woman again.
"Chi, it's fake." Juu said in a monotone voice. "Her smile's fake. It's lacking the curve she usually adds to it."
ChiChi blushed out of embarrassment as Juu and Bulma smirked at her. She should've guessed, Bulma hasn't even done something to any of them yet. Wanting to change the subject, she put on a smile and walked around.
"C'mon. We came here to shop, so lets shop!" she beamed.
The three girls laughed at their friend's fast recovery and followed her into different stores. Gohan shook his head as he followed the confusing women into stores. ChiChi made Gohan pose a couple of times in front of her and her friends as she chose out a couple of clothes for him.
"Aw come on Gohan!" Chi begged.
"I'm sorry Mom, but I'm NOT modeling!"
"Do it for your mother."
"No."
"Gohan, I'll ground you for a month!"
"For not wanting to model?"
"No! For talking back to me."
"But I didn't!"
ChiChi crossed her arms and waited for her teenage son to figure it out. Gohan stared ridiculously at his mother until a light bulb appeared over his head.
"Ooh." he said. "I'm still not doing it!"
"Gohan!" ChiChi seethed. "I won't make any dinner tonight! That means your father would have to cook."
"But dad's horrible at cooking!"
"Don't I know it."
"B-but-" he cut himself off.
He sighed as he slapped his arms to his sides. He gave up. "Fine." he muttered as he grabbed the clothes from his mother's hands.
ChiChi squealed as she sat down with Launch to see her son model for them. He tried out three different outfits, each one he blushed out of embarrassment. Bulma laughed at ChiChi's coos on how handsome he looked. I feel bad for Gohan. I hope ChiChi doesn't do this for Goten. She cringed at the thought.
"ChiChi, you could be so controlling sometimes." Bulma pointed out.
"If I wasn't, then how am I ever gonna live up to the mother role?" she joked.
Bulma and Juu laughed. It was true. If they didn't put an informing hand on their reckless children, then why would Earth need a mother? After an hour of a flush red Gohan modeling, they bought all their things, and left to go make dinner in time for their families.
"It was so nice to see y'all again!" Launch squealed.
"Same! It feels so good to relive the old days." ChiChi sighed. She then coughed a little. "With the addition of Gohan." she added.
Bulma and Juu laughed. Bulma turned to her platinum blonde friend and smiled. She looked back and smiled as well. Bulma threw her a capsule and smirked. Juu caught it and read the label. She did her best to suppress a smile. It was just like in high school. The label read 'Lotus Elise'. She chuckled, Bulma and her had a tight friendship back then, and even now after 10 years.
"Tell Krillin I said hi. And tell Marron that her auntie says hi and hopes that she likes what she bought her!" Bulma hollered before getting out a capsule.
She threw it a few feet in front of her and waited for the smoke to clear from the capsule. Once clear, she hopped into her car, waved goodbye to her girl friends, and sped off home. It was almost 3:10, Trunks should be home by now. Better make his dinner before he goes bother Paxton for food. she thought as she drove home.
"Pst, pst, pst!" whispered a voice.
Goten turned to his lavender haired friend. He saw the dull look in his eyes and his hand under his head. He knew what he was gonna say next, but he didn't feel like ending the conversation so quick.
"What?" he faked.
"I'm bored." Trunks complained.
"So?"
"So, lets go."
"What?"
Trunks groaned and rubbed his eyes with his forefinger and his thumb. Goten may be his best friend, but he was just as dense as his father. He's visited Goten, but his mother always made his uncle Paxton take him over to the Son residence. He always asks why she can't, but no one will answer him, not even uncle Goku!
"Don't worry, I can get us in and out of here, no problem. I am the son of the legendary Bulma Briefs." he stated, his head held high in pride.
Goten rolled his eyes. He didn't want to hear the whole speech that his mother is the smartest, strongest, and most beautiful woman on the planet. He wasn't so sure about Miss Bulma being the strongest, his mother said that her friend Juu Gero and Miss Bulma were the only girl fighters in her group. For all he knows, this Juu girl could be stronger.
"I know that, I just don't wanna get in trouble." he mumbled.
Trunks let out a quiet laugh. "As if. If anyone back sasses me, I could just call my Mom and send them away on a far away planet."
Goten sighed. He knew he was going to regret this later on in the future, but that was the future. He caved into his friend's demand and snuck out of the school with him. He saw teachers pass them and didn't yell at them to go back to class or anything. Once outside of the school's property, they both made a run for it.
Trunks and Goten laughed as they zoomed past buildings. Both of their parents won't be able to pick them up after school, so they could just come home before three. Trunks always kept money on him even if he won't spend it. The two went into a ice cream shop and bought a 10-scooper.
"Uh, are you sure kid?" The cashier asked.
Trunks narrowed his eyes and growled. "Hell yeah I'm sure! And I'm no kid either punk!"
The cashier jumped at the young boy's words. Such a foul mouth for someone so small. He gave the purple haired boy and his friend their ice cream and took their money.
Trunks and Goten exited the shop while licking their ice cream cones happily. (A/N I hope you guys aren't thinking anything wrong!) They bumped into two large figures and crashed down to the ground, their ice cream falling all over the sidewalk.
Trunks looked at his spilled frozen treat and growled. Goten rubbed his head and looked at his spoiled treat. He also growled. They looked up at the men and glared.
"This the kid?" one said.
He was bald with a mustache. He didn't look like he was in favor with the ladies. He was bulky, but tall.
"Yeah. This has to be the Brief's kid. He has purple hair." the second one said.
He was short but bulky as well. He had a tall hat that made him look taller, and wore a white suit. He has a goatee that looks like it was smeared in grease. Disgusting. Trunks thought.
The first one made a move to grab Trunks, but the eight year old boy moved out of the way and landed a good hit to the man's jaw. The man was knocked to the ground with some blood trailing down his mouth. His companion was in shock. How powerful was this kid? Taking advantage of the man's stunned state, Goten kick him in the stomach.
He flew back and hit a pole. Both men got up and glared at the kids. They weren't going to make this easy. They charged the two and reeled back their arms. Trunks ducked the suited man's punch and uppercutted him. Goten pass blocked the bulky man's punch and kneed him in the stomach. Both, not wanting to get a crowd around them, finished them off with a karate chop to the neck. Their opponents bodies went limp as they touched the ground, both rendered unconscious.
Goten let out a breath and looked at Trunks. He was glaring at the two unconscious men. Goten was also mad, but what will happen if his parents found out about this? Or worse of all, his mother. He visibly paled as he imagined what she would do to him. ChiChi was holding her mighty frying pan of doom and was chasing him. "You're grounded Goten! No more dinner for you!" she yelled.
Trunks saw his friend's face losing color and snapped his fingers in front of his face. Goten blinked and looked at his friend. He opened his mouth wide to yell something at him, but a hand went over his mouth as another one went over the purple haired boy's mouth.
They thrashed around in their captors grip as they tried to break free. Trunks was about to kick his captor's face, until he felt no one behind him. He blinked as he looked over at his friend. He was also confused. No one was holding them. They looked behind them to see a man beating the crap out of their captors.
Trunks couldn't get a good look at him, but he knew that he was a guy. The outline was too muscular to be a girl. He squinted his eyes as he tried to look at the man. He had dark colored clothes on with a flame like hair style. (A/N I bet you know who this is! ^^) He looked angry as he beat his opponents until they flew off to La-La land.
The man stood up and turned to face the awe-struck boys. "You kids OK?" he asked, his voice gruff.
They both nodded. Trunks still couldn't see the stranger clearly, but Goten could see him just fine from his angle. He was shocked to see that the man resembled Trunks in an odd way. But his eye color and hair color was clear evidence that he couldn't be Trunks's missing father, but there was still that something about him, Goten just couldn't put his finger on it.
He was snapped out of his thoughts when the mysterious stranger spoke out.
"What are little brats like you doing out of school? If my watch is correct, it's only a quarter till three." he growled.
Trunks narrowed his eyes at the man as Goten jumped at the harshness in his voice. What a rude first impression. he thought.
"Looks like someone woke up with something up his ass, ain't that right?" Trunks mumbled to his friend.
Goten didn't dare reply. Something about this man scared him to death. Apparently, their savior overheard Trunks's little comment and narrowed his eyes. He was absolutely stunned on the inside. Such a foul mouth for someone so young. There was no way he learned it by himself.
"I would advise you to never use that mouth brat." he growled at the 8 year old.
Trunks looked back at the man and glared. He was Trunks Briefs! Son of Bulma Briefs, heiress to the famous Capsule Corps, no one told him what to do. Especially some strange guys with a spiky hairdo that defied gravity. In fact, how much gel did he use just to make it stick up?
Brushing the unasked question aside, he continued to glare at the stranger in front of him. The man stepped into the light to get a better look at the runts he ran into. He surveyed the kids in front of him as they did the same to him. The stranger saw that one of the children has lavender hair while the other one looked oddly familiar. He squinted his eyes at the black haired boy. His hair was sticking out in every direction as his face shown with innocence. His eyes widened as he recognized they boy's face.
"K-Kakarot?" he asked in amazement. He didn't expect to see his face again.
Goten raised a confused eyebrow. Kaka-what? The only person that was ever called that in his family, was his father. Trunks's mom used to call his father that, he heard him talking on the phone with her and him complaining to call him Goku.
"I'm not Kakarot. I'm Goten. My father's sometimes called Kakarot though." he replied.
The stranger's eyes widened as he let out a low chuckle. Trunks and Goten raised an eyebrow. Who was this mysterious man? And how did he know Goten's father? Trunks gingerly walked up to him and crossed his arms. He looked the man up and down before extending his arm out.
"I'm Trunks." he introduced.
The mystery man looked at the chibi's hand before taking it. He shook it as his face remained stoic. Trunks released his hand from the stranger's vise-like grip and smiled. He could tell this guy is strong. He might be as strong as his uncle Goku.
"Who are you?" he asked, curious.
The stranger looked at the two kids one more time before answering. "Vegeta."
BHS: Interesting, interesting! Is Vegeta going to see Bulma again? I don't know!
Vegeta: Fucking liar. You're sure as hell know what's going to happen, you're so damn predictable.
BHS: Am I really predictable? *questions auidence*
Vegeta: If you agree with me, I'll let you all see me work out.
Audience: YES! BHS IS PREDICTABLE!
BHS: Are you guys going to really going to betray me? Your beloved author?
*Audience nods their heads*
BHS: Bastards.
