Okay, when this idea hit me I couldn't resist. Sorry all you Vegeta fans…hehehehe

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Vegeta Takes A Bath

Zarbon stood and looked at Vegeta as he wrinkled his nose. "How long has it been since you took a bath?" he demanded. "You reek!"

Vegeta shrugged and smelled his underarms. All right to him. "I'm a warrior. I don't have time to take a bath," he protested.

"Yuck! Well, now's that time," Zarbon said as he lifted Vegeta over his shoulder. "You seriously need to get washed up!" He marched his way down the hall and into the Briefs' bathroom.

"Put me down!" Vegeta demanded. "Put me down!"

"All in good time," he grinned as he patted Vegeta's fine ass.

"Get your filthy hands off me!" the saiyan yelled in rage as Zarbon filled the tub with warm water.

"Oh! Must make it a bubble bath," squealed the teal man as he added some Mr. Bubbles.

"I'm NOT going in that water!" Vegeta screamed.

"Time to put you down," he laughed.

"No!" Vegeta yelled as Zarbon both threw him in the water and stripped him of his clothing all in one smooth movement.

Vegeta crashed into the soapy water and glared at the other man in the room.

Zarbon called for Bulma and turned to her as she entered. "Here," he said handing her the soiled garments. "Wash these."

"Ew!" Bulma exclaimed holding them out in front of her. "Gross!" Quickly she ran down the hall to dispose of the filthy fabric.

"Now," Zarbon said turning back to Vegeta. "Time to make you clean!" He whipped out all the cleaning supplies in the Briefs household and the saiyan screamed in horror. Zarbon smiled wickedly and started to scrub Vegeta until there was nothing but suds could be seen.

"I'm going to kill you," Vegeta growled.

"You're so cute when you're mad," he said with a grin. He then washed Vegeta off and ran shampoo through his hair. "Gatta make it all pretty!" When that was all done he rinsed it out and then repeated the process with conditioner. When he was all done he said, "See? That wasn't so bad, now was it?"

Vegeta glared at the teal man, hatred burning in his eyes.

Zarbon smelled the air. "Ah, jasmine. My favorite smell." He turned to the door. "Bulma!"

The blue haired girl popped up swiftly.

"Are Vegeta's clothes clean?" he asked.

"Umm…well," she started. "W had some trouble with the washing machine and well…"

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Vegeta stood in outrage as his eyes flamed red. In his ears hung two diamond earrings. In his hair were tiny pink bows and round his neck a pearl necklace lay. On his feet he wore two glass high-heeled slippers but worst of all was the thirteenth century dress Zarbon had put him in.

Zarbon's eyes welded up with tears as he looked at the adorable saiyan.

"I am a warrior!" Vegeta roared. "Not a verity of flower!"

"Oh, Vegeta," Zarbon said choking on his words. "Will you marry me?"

The saiyan prince stared at him. "How-how could you do this to me?" he demanded. Turning around he fled as his weakness took the form of tears.

Zarbon watched him run off and looked to the floor. "A shoe!" he exclaimed. He picked it up and held it close to him. "It shall a priceless momento of Vegeta and the bath I gave him."

Bulma tapped Zarbon on the shoulder. "That's my shoe."

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Vegeta sipped the tea Chichi had given him nervously. He was now in normal clothing and he looked up to Goku. "And then he said he wanted to marry me," the prince concluded.

Goku cocked an eyebrow. "I'm so…very sorry for you."

Maren smiled as she picked up the dress. "For a lunkhead he sure does have weird friends."
She looked to the two men. "I wonder if Vegeta wants to play dress up."

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Ta-da! I know it couldn't really happen because of all those complicated things but it's funny to think about anyway! ^_^