Vegeta Goes Shopping...
By: Trillium
Disclaimer: Duh, I don't own DBZ nor did I create any of these characters.
This is dedicated to Deli-Poo..you know who you are.
Long ago, in a mall far far away...
VEGETA WENT SHOPPING!
Yes, this was quite odd. He didn't really want to, but because earlier that morning Bulma had gone out to have a day with the girls (Chi Chi, Launch, and our dear dolly friend--Choatzu's wife--Lan Lan), he had a few hours to kill--or just waste. "Accursed woman!" he muttered while strolling down an isle with Chibi Trunks in the front of the cart that was joyfully kicking Vegeta through the leg holes and giggling all the while.
"First, Son, we must buy something for that pathetic fool, Kakorot," he sounded quite melodramatic, even to himself. So, he made haste to the Infancy department to find a replica of little Trunk's pointy hat, for this hat was the source of much of Goku's joy. Vegeta could only find the girls version of it though--pink with glitter and fake bird feathers--but pointy and round nonetheless...
Next, he needed to buy something for Choatzu. He jetted off to the cooking utensils section, causing a sales clerk who was stacking cans to fall off his ladder, covering him with refried beans and tomato paste. Vegeta then grabbed a set of miniature "Martha Stewart Everyday Collection" sushi knives. He noticed that he had left the cart with Chibi Trunks and that intriguing glittery hat back in the Infancy department, so, he stuck the knives into his Spandex pants..."Man, do these CHAFE!" he thought to himself.
Although he was allergic to the metal and it was giving him quite a rash, the Prince of All Sayains walked...er...straddle-hopped, to the best of his ability back to find Trunks.
What he found there was, well, quite unsettling...Cute, innocent little Trunksy-Wunksy had melted the shopping cart with a heat ray, replaced his had with the pink glittery one, and united all of the mechanical stuffed animals in a magnificent reprise of the Hallelujah Chorus. Vegeta's eyes widened in sheer terror as he watched his son waddling around with his hat falling down over his eyes--and his shoes Velcroed to a ballerina costume--run into a shelf filled with Poochie Pals..."Well," he said staring at the stuffed animals as they sang, "You leave me no choice..." He stood with all muscles tense..."FINAL FLASH!!!!!!!" But the toys had their deflector shields on, and the beam bounced off of them and into a shelf of Furbies, who started making demonic noises and cursing up a storm. This scene scared the chafing spandex off Vegeta--literally--So he grabbed his pants, and tried as best he could to cover his cute little heart-patterned boxers. He put the sushi knives in his armor and made like a banana and turned yellow...or something like that...through the door, no, THROUGH the door. There's still pointy part of the glass is where his hair busted through!
Later that evening, as Bulma returned home, she found her man, our hero, Vegeta in the kitchen wearing nothing but his boxers and turning what looked like the remains of a pointy hat into delicate, glittering seaweed rapped sushi rolls. "So honey," she asked, "how was your day?" He turned around, stared at her, and said in his usual grumpy voice, "Fine sweetie. Just fine."
By: Trillium
Disclaimer: Duh, I don't own DBZ nor did I create any of these characters.
This is dedicated to Deli-Poo..you know who you are.
Long ago, in a mall far far away...
VEGETA WENT SHOPPING!
Yes, this was quite odd. He didn't really want to, but because earlier that morning Bulma had gone out to have a day with the girls (Chi Chi, Launch, and our dear dolly friend--Choatzu's wife--Lan Lan), he had a few hours to kill--or just waste. "Accursed woman!" he muttered while strolling down an isle with Chibi Trunks in the front of the cart that was joyfully kicking Vegeta through the leg holes and giggling all the while.
"First, Son, we must buy something for that pathetic fool, Kakorot," he sounded quite melodramatic, even to himself. So, he made haste to the Infancy department to find a replica of little Trunk's pointy hat, for this hat was the source of much of Goku's joy. Vegeta could only find the girls version of it though--pink with glitter and fake bird feathers--but pointy and round nonetheless...
Next, he needed to buy something for Choatzu. He jetted off to the cooking utensils section, causing a sales clerk who was stacking cans to fall off his ladder, covering him with refried beans and tomato paste. Vegeta then grabbed a set of miniature "Martha Stewart Everyday Collection" sushi knives. He noticed that he had left the cart with Chibi Trunks and that intriguing glittery hat back in the Infancy department, so, he stuck the knives into his Spandex pants..."Man, do these CHAFE!" he thought to himself.
Although he was allergic to the metal and it was giving him quite a rash, the Prince of All Sayains walked...er...straddle-hopped, to the best of his ability back to find Trunks.
What he found there was, well, quite unsettling...Cute, innocent little Trunksy-Wunksy had melted the shopping cart with a heat ray, replaced his had with the pink glittery one, and united all of the mechanical stuffed animals in a magnificent reprise of the Hallelujah Chorus. Vegeta's eyes widened in sheer terror as he watched his son waddling around with his hat falling down over his eyes--and his shoes Velcroed to a ballerina costume--run into a shelf filled with Poochie Pals..."Well," he said staring at the stuffed animals as they sang, "You leave me no choice..." He stood with all muscles tense..."FINAL FLASH!!!!!!!" But the toys had their deflector shields on, and the beam bounced off of them and into a shelf of Furbies, who started making demonic noises and cursing up a storm. This scene scared the chafing spandex off Vegeta--literally--So he grabbed his pants, and tried as best he could to cover his cute little heart-patterned boxers. He put the sushi knives in his armor and made like a banana and turned yellow...or something like that...through the door, no, THROUGH the door. There's still pointy part of the glass is where his hair busted through!
Later that evening, as Bulma returned home, she found her man, our hero, Vegeta in the kitchen wearing nothing but his boxers and turning what looked like the remains of a pointy hat into delicate, glittering seaweed rapped sushi rolls. "So honey," she asked, "how was your day?" He turned around, stared at her, and said in his usual grumpy voice, "Fine sweetie. Just fine."