Hey fellow DBZ fans, and welcome to my newest story...LIFE OF THE PARTY.
First of all, lets get the stupid part out of the way. I do not own any thing in this fantastic story I have devised, with the exception of the plot itself.
It has been two years since Lord Beerus had gone back to sleep, dreaming of the pudding just out of his reach. However, with another year before he is to wake, he is disturbed from his slumber. But the reason will surprise him more than anything.
Join in the fun as Vegeta and Goku make the wishes of a very special woman come true
Chapter 1 R.S.V.P.
It's only three days before the party, and you could tell by the pace Bulma is running around the room. Her mind, moving a mile a minute, spitting out the last of nearly a thousand names that have replied in the positive.
Names her husband, who had moved to the adjoining Living Room when she started reading the list...again, had not even heard until today.
However, one name is missing, and she knows it is a name she will not be reading out to Chi Chi.
"Are you trying to break your father, Bulma?!" Her husband grumbles from a comfy place upon the couch he has sat for over an hour, as she finally stops saying names.
"Be quiet, Vegeta!" she replies a bit angrily, knowing the party she is planning is a very important one, as it is for her.
"I wanna make sure I get everything right. It's not every day you turn forty, you know!"
"You're just upset!" he remarks, returning his attention to the TV, as Bulma starts asking Chi Chi if she missed anyone. However, quick as a whip, Vegeta's wife asks for a reason to his statement.
"Why do you say I'm upset, honey?" she quips after reeling off the names of her hair designer and the sales manager of Macy's.
Vegeta rolls his eyes, as nearly everyone in the city has been named, and with his frustration flowing strong, the Saiyan Prince decides to answer...truthfully.
"You're getting older, and there is nothing you can do to stop it!"
Dead silence fills the entire house, allowing Vegeta to hear Bulma's blood pressure raise from across the large living room. He then pauses, realizing what he just did, and lowers his head in anticipation of being struck by his wife.
Chi Chi even grasps several delicate items from the kitchen table, making sure the hot-blooded wife of the Prince of all Saiyans doesn't throw them at her husband.
However, Bulma remains silent, scaring Vegeta even more. She walks over to the refrigerator, and grasps a single invitation, one she could not have delivered, but also, one she was afraid to ask her husband to about.
He would flip out, and rightly so, she concluded, knowing how dangerous this individual was. But Bulma can also remember why her thirty-eighth birthday was so much more exciting the last year's, and was truly upset when her favorite guest from that party didn't show, especially after buying a substantial amount of pudding.
Sure he started a fight that almost ended our world but he was a perfect gentleman afterward, Bulma thinks to herself, recalling the humbled look in his gold and black eyes. A phantom pain then strikes her left cheek, as this guest also placed his paw squarely upon her face.
And I hit him first, so he was totally right to hit me back like that
Bulma looks at her husband and smiles, recalling the energy it provoked from her powerful guardian angel, and the greatest gift he ever gave her.
But mostly it showed me my husband is devoted, and true to his family and friends
Bulma now stares upon the white envelope with a name but no address, and with only three days to the party, she realizes there is no better time to ask.
The only woman who gets to see this Saiyan's flaws, watches anxiousness fill her husband's eyes after his 'old' remark, and works her charm to perfection.
"I am not mad at you, sweetie..." she remarks with the nicest voice he has heard in a year, as Bulma has been bitching about turning forty since blowing out thirty-nine candles.
Oh no.. Vegeta thinks to himself, as his wife becomes more cheerful in her approach to deliver bad news. This is her M.O., and the inevitable switch of emotion comes the minute she slaps the white envelope upon his lap.
"...but I will be very angry with you if your friend doesn't come this year!"
Vegeta's eyes are down to the envelope, then quickly back to his wife, showing a series of different emotions.
"ARE YOU ABSOLUTELY OUT OF YOUR MIND, BULMA?!" he barks out with fear and frustration, as well as anger and defiance, then looks at the hand written name again, making sure for the third time that he read it correctly.
"You can't ask him to come here...no friggin' way!" he continues to argue, however, with his voice still primarily leaning towards fear. Vegeta tares the invitation into several pieces before his wife, then throws them down upon the plush carpeted floor.
"Lord Beerus is not coming...PERIOD!"
Bulma says nothing, scaring her husband even further. She simply picks up the pieces of torn paper and tosses them into the trash can by the entrance of the kitchen. Remaining eerily quiet, Bulma opens a small box atop the fridge and takes the last of three invitations she had printed just for him.
The Saiyan Prince's wife knew her husband would destroy invitation number two the moment he read Beerus' name, as she did the moment she saw the first one. Now with the last of three, she cautiously rewrites the name of a God of Destruction, making sure to use her best script. She remains quiet as she returns to the living room, and this time places the envelope gently into Vegeta's hand.
"You will deliver that invitation, honey!" Her voice is cold and calculating, but not as much as her eyes, especially as they move from his forehead to the couch. "Or you will sleep out here until my fiftieth."
"Bulma, please, you cannot be serious!"
"Oh...I am serious," she replies in a voice he knows all too well, and his head lowers with complete depression.
"I don't even know how to find him, Baby...He's a god!" he pleads, hoping to get a pass on this task he doesn't want to even try accomplishing "I cannot feel the energy of a god...hell, neither can Kakarot."
"Well, then it's a good thing you think that couch is comfortable!"
Vegeta continues to plead, but his voice falls upon deaf ears, as Bulma returns to the kitchen and begins talking with Chi Chi again.
This is ridiculous! He is our greatest enemy he says to himself, knowing there is no way in hell he will invite one of the few people in the Universe he actually fears with his life. His eyes then focus upon his wife's stylish handwriting, reading a name that should never be on an invitation.
However, that is when it hits him, and the Saiyan Prince stuns himself with a thought.
But Kakarot was my greatest enemy at one time as well.
The former evil warrior looks out the front window of his home, staring upon that greatest enemy now.
He had come with his wife Chi Chi and is own son Goten, and now along with Vegeta's boy Trunks, the three Saiyans train with a playful attitude.
An odd day dream like vision suddenly plays out in the Saiyan Prince's head, as the large blue-gray hairless house cat-looking destroyer appears. He is enjoying a playful moment with Goku and the kids, but mostly, being the proper guest, just like he was the last time.
He was actually the life of the party for a while... Vegeta recalls about the first moments Beerus arrived on her birthday, and how much Bulma enjoyed his spirited attitude. The dancing, the jokes, the pure enjoyment the unknown god was having, and the smile it put on his wife's face to see him enjoying himself that much.
But it was the food that really struck a cord with Beerus, and the abundance of it, with the exception of one thing, and the Saiyan Prince remembers that is what really set him off.
"If I do this, woman, you had better make sure the entire pool is filled with pudding!"
Bulma jumps to her feet with a smile, and runs towards her husband. However, Vegeta is quickly out the door, knowing his wife will only gloat about her victory over him. A fact he is made sure of as she howls out the door.
"If he doesn't show up...I will make you eat all of it!" She barks out with such sarcasm that even Vegeta smirks. He cannot stand the taste of pudding, and an entire swimming pool full of it would be worse than if he had to fight Beerus by himself.
The Saiyan prince continues out to the large front yard, where Goku is teaching his son Goten to control his Ka-ma-ha-ma-ha, and having little success.
He launches another, just as Vegeta rounds a large shrub that was obscuring his view, and the young Saiyan/human hybrid gasps. The fairly strong blast slams the unsuspecting prince in the chest, driving him to the ground with a very loud thud.
"VEGETA!" Goku barks with embarrassment and a little fear, then quickly leaves his son to tend to his friend.
Goten, still in shock at what he did, is startled further as Trunks pats him on the shoulder.
"Wow Goten, you took my dad down with one shot!" he remarks, then looks strongly at his slightly shorter friend with anger in his eyes. It terrifies Goten to think Trunks is upset with him for this accident, but that sensation ends fast. Trunks calms his friend's nerves with a quick smile, and his sarcastic charm.
"I knew he was getting softer...he doesn't hit that hard anymore either!"
Vegeta, unhurt by the blast, is speared by his son's remark, and quickly looks at Goku for sympathy.
"That kid and his mother are going to be the death of me, Kakarot!"
Goku laughs, as he also heard the sarcastic tone in Trunk's voice, and knows how defiant he is becoming towards his father, especially at this age.
"He just turned thirteen, Vegeta. He's a teenager now, and doesn't need to listen to you anymore, you know that!" Goku replies just as sarcastically, and the Saiyan Prince gives his friend a understanding nod.
"Well then, I guess since I'm getting softer..." Vegeta's voice is loud enough for his son to hear, and Trunks stops dead in his tracks as his father finishes this statement with a seriousness that scares him.
"...that means I can hit him harder when we spar now!"
"Thanks, Goten!" Trucks remarks with anger, slapping the twelve year old son of Goku in the back of the head.
"What did I do!?" he retorts with pain in his words, rubbing the spot his best friend just slapped.
"You shot my dad, and now he's angry with me," Trunks replies, walking away quickly so not too be scolded by Goten. But that doesn't matter for the youngest son of Goku, as he takes off after him.
"It's not my fault you don't know when to shut up..." Goten argues, then cracks Trunks in the back of the head after catching him. "...now say you're sorry."
Trunks says nothing, then powers up to super Saiyan.
"I'm gonna get you back for that!"
His voice is so full of playful sarcasm, and Goten quickly takes his cue to run.
"Not if you can't catch me, Blondie!"
Both fathers show a wide smile, as their sons start playing the oddest game of tag ever. The exuberance of each child beating pride into their hearts, as these kids show incredible skills, and wonder what could have been if they had that power at that age.
"I enjoy this part Kakarot..." Vegeta remarks from nowhere, showing a smile he normally keeps for his family. "...he makes my life worth living in times like this."
Goku balks, not understanding his friend's last statement, and with a tilt of his head, the Saiyan Prince answers his questioning look.
"Bulma is going to drive me over the edge, oh and you as well." he hands the invitation to Goku, then returns his eyes to Trunks, looking for inspiration.
"She's nuts!" is replied the moment Goku reads the name.
"I know Kakarot, but that is the issue now." Vegeta replies, taking back the invitation, and putting it in his pocket. He turns to his friend, showing the seriousness in his next words.
"I said yes."
"You're Nuts!"
Goku pauses, then scratches his head while staring Vegeta down. He waits for his eyes to break, but they don't.
"You're really serious?"
"He was not a real threat until Majin Buu pissed him off, and that won't be an issue this time, I promise!"
Vegeta pauses for a moment.
I can't believe I am saying this! He thinks, hearing himself plead his wife's case to invite the God of Destruction to her fortieth. Spoiled pain in the...
"Listen Kakarot, and hear me out before you lose your mind like I did."
Vegeta pauses, waiting for a sign to continue his case, and he is quickly shocked when Goku crosses his arms and gives his full attention.
"He seemed to enjoy himself greatly, and though I won't tell anyone but you...I enjoyed myself as well."
"I heard you made a fool of yourself twice..." Goku replies with a smirk, and Vegeta blows his top.
"I DIDN'T SAY THE WHOLE DAY WAS PERFECT...I ONLY SAID I ENJOYED THE PARTY ATMOSPHERE!"
Both Vegeta and Goku turn to their sons, whom have stopped dead over the swimming pool, staring. However, after only five seconds of seeing their open-jawed blink-less eye expressions, Vegeta gets them moving again.
"START CHASING EACH OTHER OR I SWEAR I WILL CHASE YOU BOTH DOWN MYSELF!"
The kids go back to what they were doing, and after a momentary pause to collect himself, the angered Saiyan Prince returns his attention to Goku, whom has a smile from ear to ear.
"You enjoy doing that don't you?"
No answer is given, though Goku's smirk increases in size again.
"Anyway, Kakarot, there's a reason I don't think this is a bad idea, and I'm pretty sure you would agree."
A smug smirk develops on Vegeta's face, and Goku becomes very attentive again.
"It would be prudent to have him as an ally, and what a better way to show our friendship, then with a grand party and feast. I know for a fact he is not one to turn down a good spread and a festive time."
"I don't know, Vegeta..."
The Saiyan Prince quickly cuts off his friend, hearing a tone of disagreement within these four words he uses often.
"You would also be able to show you newest teacher what you have learned these last two years..." Vegeta argues, knowing much of the battle Beerus and Goku had, and the fact he was training him, not battling.
"...don't you think you should find out if the time we put in training has helped?"
Goku lowers his head, truly understanding the value of this other reason, as he himself has no clue if he's improved. He cannot reach that god level, no matter how hard Vegeta has pushed him.
"He is the only one that can coax that power from me, but I still don't know, Vegeta..."
"COME ON, YOU WUSS!" The Saiyan Prince barks out upon hearing those same four words. "I thought you were willing to take on all challenges!"
"No, Vegeta," Goku barks, hearing a defying tone in his friend's voice. "That's not what I mean...I just don't know where to find him. He's a god, and I cannot sense him, or we could just instant transmission there."
Goku starts scrambling his mind on how to solve this issue. However, Vegeta quickly answers with a smug comment.
"Good, cause you were starting to sound as fearful as that coward King Kai!"
Goku does a double take, then looks at Vegeta very awkwardly.
"What was that!?"
"You know that fat Kai with exceptional power that he never uses, unless it is to crack you or I across the back of the head."
Vegeta pauses, seeing a wide smile fill Goku's face, and he quickly places two finger to his forehead.
"You're a genius, Vegeta!" He remarks, placing his other hand upon the shorter Saiyan Prince, and beginning an instant transmission. In a second, both Saiyan warriors appear upon the tiny planet at one million Snake Way, Otherworld. They are quickly greeted with a joyful wave from the owner of this world, as King Kai is always grateful to see his good friend, Goku.
"However, let me do the talking now!"
How do they find a god? And if they do, how pissed is going to be when they wake him a year early? Stay tuned and you'll find out.
A quick thanks to NotMarge for beta work, as well as HolyCross9 and Alec the Dark Angel for getting me back into a rhythm of writing.
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