This is basically a little bit of an I'M NOT DEAD oneshot, it's holidays for me now, so maybe i will be able to update my stories more often...i am wondering slightly why i didn't update a story instead of writing this o.o oh well that it just the weirdness of me LMAO
But yeh, BWAHAHHAHA
Read on and r&R
Oh and i do not own the characters :'(
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"Hmmmm comfy" he murmured, sinking further into the mattress, no he was not getting up today, he was too comfortable and warm in his blanket, and in the middle of winter, it was a very good thing!!
Although his body heat was higher than that of a human, the earth's winter still managed to get to him, he sighed, maybe it was his human blood...damn human blood, wish it would disappear he thought about this, on second thought that wouldn't be such a good idea he needed his blood to LIVE
But he still wondered how warm and comfortable his father was at this moment, he had seen him up and about yesterday walking around in a bloody wife beater! HOW THE HECK DOES THAT WORK! It was snowing; his limbs should have turned blue and fell off
Mental image
He laughed out loud before he could stop himself
A loud shout erupted in the other room, followed by an equally loud thump, his eyes snapped open, no, no up, no getting up, he was sleeping...and laughing at weird mental images
Footsteps started toward his room, he glared at the door, daring it to open, "I am warning you...open, and I will break you off" he growled, he already knew it was useless threatening the door, but it didn't hurt to try!
The footsteps came closer, no no no no no no no NO NO UP!
Closer and closer, kami the anticipation was getting to him, maybe the footsteps would just walk by, maybe the door would be nice and not open, maybe another evil villain will appear and everybody would have to go and fight them and he could stay warm in bed dreaming about being a broom – YES it is a weird dream, but he can't really help that! Plus ANYTHING is better then getting out of –
SLAM
He jumped, he was used to his door getting kicked open but the surprise was still there every time, his father stomped in ready to shout orders before he suddenly stopped, eyebrows furrowing in confusion, that was odd, usually his ass would be out of bed already and down the stairs, instead his father stood there, arms crossed and tilted his head to the side, eyes going bigger
This lasted for about 30 seconds before finally he started freaking out because dad looked a bit like a zombie standing and staring like that, the shadow of the window casting a slight shadow over his face, now that mental image of his arms falling off was looking a lot scarier
"Vegeta, what are you doing?"
MUM he is scaring me! He is going to pull of one of his arms and beat me with it! SAVE ME! Said woman walked up next to her husband waving a hand in front of his face, no reaction, she huffed and put her hands on her hips "Vegeta Hellooooo.... VEGETA!"
No reaction
She sighed "Hmm Trunks what'd- AHHH!" she shrieked quickly, putting her hand on her chest "TRUNKS, STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT, you almost gave me a heart attack!"
Vegeta smirked and started chuckling; apparently the young prince had stared a little too intensely at the door
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Well yeh this was going to be the start of...well a story, not a very long one, probably only 5 chapters, it was funny actually i came up with two ideas for it haha A) a humour fic or B) a bit of a darker more angsy fic, but i dunno, i havn't finshed my others yet LMAO
YEH i know it's pointless but it made me GIGGLE!
Tell me what you think anyway R&R