It was a dark and stormy night. Well, day, actually. And it wasn't storming at all. It was actually kind of peaceful. But not peaceful for my mind. I just couldn't shake the thought of Vegeta, the man who once came to destroy the earth, and who killed Bulma's love life, was actually going to marry her. The wedding had actually been put off dozens of times due to the lack of Vegeta not calling Bulma by her name, but by "servent woman".
I, ChiChi, was completely appalled by this action of what I would call disgrace. I just couldn't take the knowledge. Bulma was my very best friend, and she was marrying this, this, atrocious saiyan man.
"Yes, but you have married a saiyan man also!" cried out Bulma when I tried to talk her out of it.
"I know, but I loved and married a wonderful man who is gentle and sweet with all the gathering power to protect me if protection was needed, in which it is not. You have decided to marry a vorocious man who not only once but twice tried to destroy the earth, and also, in doing, killed Yamcha one time, who happened to be the love of your life at the moment. In that so doing, I don't understand how you could not only forgive the wretched saiyan man, but could also MARRY him!" I knew this was alot to put onto Bulma, and was sure that she was about to back fire onto me with true rage, when I found that she had started crying.
"Bulma, I didn't mean it like that. I...I was just surprised at how forgiving and caring you are. Bulma, are you really going to just sit there and gawk at my words, or are you going to do something about them. I'm really sorry, Bulma. Please forgive me and my actions." I pleaded and pleaded, and just when it looked like she was going to forgive me, a soft voice arose from her.
"Your not invited anymore." Bulma said softly, like in a hushed whisper.
"Pardon, I couldn't hear you." I said.
"Didn't you hear me, ChiChi? You, Goku, and Gohan aren't invited to the wedding anymore!" She was shouting in my face, now that she had gathered some strength.
"Now, Bulma. There's no need to be irrashenable about this." I gently spoke as if my words were clouds.
"You know what? I change my mind! Goku and Gohan can come, but you can't!" Now,remember that it just so happened that it was 7:00 a.m.
"Bulma! I'm sorry! Can't you get that through your head that I'm sorry?" I was in her face now.
"Your're right, ChiChi. I've just been so deppressed and emotional. You can come to the wedding. Could you forgive me?"
"Of course, Bulma. It was really my fault for criticizing you in the first place. You know, I think..." Bulma cut me off.
"Could you please..." she cut herself off. At that moment, I realized at the mood swings and what looked like morning sickness... Yes, yes, it was all coming to my knowing. However, it seemed to look like Bulma didn't know herself. Or was she just keeping from everyone until after the wedding.