Thank You Vegeta
Bulma paced back and forth anxiously. She felt a little nervous calling up Yamcha with the news. "For God sakes Bulma, calm down!" she murmured to herself. "Yamcha will understand." "Talking to the walls, Woman?" Vegeta asked from behind her.
Bulma turned to see him standing in the doorway, his arms crossed in front of him, with a smirk on his face. Bulma could feel her face heating up.
"Vegeta, you jerk! How dare you sneak up on me!" she snapped.
Vegeta frowned at her.
"Woman, go fix the gravity machine. It's broken again. Your worthless machine can't even keep up with me," Vegeta snapped.
"Oh, why don't you go fix it yourself? I'm busy!" Bulma yelled.
Vegeta snorted.
"Since when does talking to walls qualify as work?" he sneered.
Bulma let out an exasperated sigh.
"For your information, I was about to call Yamcha," she said, calming down a little.
For a second, Vegeta's face changed. In that split second, Bulma thought she saw jealousy in his face.
"Why would you want to call that moron?" he asked haughtily, sticking his nose in the air.
"I'm going to tell him about us," Bulma replied softly.
"WOMAN! There is NO us!" Vegeta yelled.
"Oh yeah? Well, what about that night you came to me Vegeta? That wasn't just a one night stand, ya know!" Bulma cried.
Vegeta didn't say anything right away. Then he sighed with a little 'hmmph' and said:
"Alright woman, go ahead and call that loser. I don't care."
Vegeta turned to walk away when Bulma said, "Thank you Vegeta."
He turned halfway and gave her a rare smile. Then he left, heading for the kitchen.
Bulma suddenly felt a bit stronger, and headed for the phone to call Yamcha. She picked it up and dialed his number. While it was ringing, she heard Vegeta pick up the other phone to listen in on the conversation. She smiled to herself. Now she could deliver her special news to both men at the same time.
Bulma paced back and forth anxiously. She felt a little nervous calling up Yamcha with the news. "For God sakes Bulma, calm down!" she murmured to herself. "Yamcha will understand." "Talking to the walls, Woman?" Vegeta asked from behind her.
Bulma turned to see him standing in the doorway, his arms crossed in front of him, with a smirk on his face. Bulma could feel her face heating up.
"Vegeta, you jerk! How dare you sneak up on me!" she snapped.
Vegeta frowned at her.
"Woman, go fix the gravity machine. It's broken again. Your worthless machine can't even keep up with me," Vegeta snapped.
"Oh, why don't you go fix it yourself? I'm busy!" Bulma yelled.
Vegeta snorted.
"Since when does talking to walls qualify as work?" he sneered.
Bulma let out an exasperated sigh.
"For your information, I was about to call Yamcha," she said, calming down a little.
For a second, Vegeta's face changed. In that split second, Bulma thought she saw jealousy in his face.
"Why would you want to call that moron?" he asked haughtily, sticking his nose in the air.
"I'm going to tell him about us," Bulma replied softly.
"WOMAN! There is NO us!" Vegeta yelled.
"Oh yeah? Well, what about that night you came to me Vegeta? That wasn't just a one night stand, ya know!" Bulma cried.
Vegeta didn't say anything right away. Then he sighed with a little 'hmmph' and said:
"Alright woman, go ahead and call that loser. I don't care."
Vegeta turned to walk away when Bulma said, "Thank you Vegeta."
He turned halfway and gave her a rare smile. Then he left, heading for the kitchen.
Bulma suddenly felt a bit stronger, and headed for the phone to call Yamcha. She picked it up and dialed his number. While it was ringing, she heard Vegeta pick up the other phone to listen in on the conversation. She smiled to herself. Now she could deliver her special news to both men at the same time.