Okay, this thing here is more for my benefit, sometimes when I forget about a file for a while, it gets lost, so I am posting little snippets of my unwritten stories, because 1: it helps me remember what the whole story is about, because when i think of a new one, i forget old ones, so HA, now i can think of more new ones
And 2: This way I wont lose the file...I would lose my head if it wasn't attached to my shoulders

heheh

So yeah

LETS BEGIN

Disclaimer: I do not own them
WARNING: Some swearing, but it's Vegeta, you can always expect some sort of swearing

Snippet 1: =Morning Sickness=

Story:

Daddy Dearest
Oops, another wish gone wrong, except this time, the all mighty prince finds himself in...a bit of an odd dilemma, he starts acting strange, I guess you could say he is acting like a hormonal pregnant woman!! Chichi is pregnant, but Vegeta gets all the symptoms, he is about to learn a tough lesson about what it is like to be pregnant! Just after the cell saga

It is a humor fic, but Vegeta is pissed off at the moment, so MEH

------"VEGETA- HEY don't you walk away from me" the heiress hissed, latching her hand on the saiyan's shoulder

The prince quickly whirled around and snarled, slapping her hand away "Don't you DARE touch me" he roared, eyes ablaze with so much fury she thought she might burst into flames, "You-YOU did this to me, YOU had no right!!"

Bulma took a step back in fear, cradling her now sore hand to her chest, she hadn't been afraid of him before now but right now he looked like he might actually kill her, she bit her lip "I-I DIDN'T MEAN TO" she cried defensively, feeling even more guilty then she had before, it wasn't as if she purposely did this to him, she would never would have thought the DRAGON would do this to him...although now thinking back on what she had said, it was a valid wish, "I-I'm sor-"

He threw his fist through the wall "I DON'T WANT YOUR FUCKING APOLOGY"

"THEN WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?" she yelled back before she could stop herself, Vegeta just stared at her, an angry glare fixed to her azure eyes, "What do you want?" she repeated quietly, breaking away from his glare and staring at her shoes

He pulled his lip back into a snarl "I want you to fix this fucking WISH" he snapped

The heiress looked back up at him, the grim expression making her look older "I can't Vegeta" her voice wavered "I-I don't know how"

Silence waved through the hallway, the tension so thick she could have cut it with a knife, "FUUUCK" he screamed, slamming his fist through the wall again making Bulma jump in fright, what could she do? she was a human, yes she was smart, she could fix broken bodies, machines but she couldn't fix some sort of magical mumbo jumbo, she didn't even know the first thing about how these wishes work! all she knew was that if you make a wish, it is granted, THAT'S IT

Suddenly the prince stopped his assault on the wall eyes wide, "What the hell is-URP" he stopped in mid sentence and threw his hand over his mouth

"What's the mat- VEGETA!" she called as he bolted down the hall and stumbled into the bathroom, she went to the door after him, "Geeeetaaa" she cooed light heartedly "Are you okay in there?", Bulma had a slight inkling about what was happening, she knew that run and stumble all too well, morning sickness had struck

The prince groaned miserably in the bathroom "Does it sound like I am okay!- URP, nnnngh WHY HAVE YOU DONE THIS TO ME!?" he growled through the door

Bulma sighed sliding down the wall to the floor "Look, it was an accident, it's not like I would PURPOSELY make you pregnant-"

"I AM NOT PREGNANT, I just have pregnancy SYMPTOMS" he snapped

She rolled her eyes "Fine, geeze stop being so pedantic, Pregnancy SYMPTOMS then, but at least you might learn something" she murmured "Just think about it, you can be the only man on earth who knows which is more painful, getting kicked in the nuts or giving birth-"

"I AM NOT GIVING BIRTH, NO, NO, I AM NOT BUILT FOR THAT!!" He screamed, ripping the door off it's hinges, "I- I am a MAN, I-I CAN'T GIVE- I CAN'T DO THAT" he shrieked nervously, oh gods, no he couldn't do that NO, NEVER

Bulma giggled at the prince, he looked even more worried then when Mrs Brief's had joked about sharing a room with him...they were never allowed to speak of that again "Calm down" she laughed "I was just kidding, you only have symptoms, so I guess as soon as the birthing starts the wish will just end"

He couldn't hide the relief he felt, he let out a breath and dropped the broken door, why did this shit always happen to him? ------

I probably will edit it when I actually write the story, but for now, I like it

CAN YOU TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK =D R&R