Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ
After seven long nights much to her husband's chagrin her work was finally finish. Granted all it really did was allow her to communicate with another dimension through electronic mail, but, it was a start and it was good enough for her for the time being. Thinking that she should at least check out some of these peoples culture she start doing little searches. Apparently unlike her dimension all the dinosaurs were extinct in this one and they have yet to discover compression technology and a superior means of space travel.
'Maybe I'll have to fix that.' she thought to herself before doing another search to see if they have a set of mystical objects like her dimension, but, to her surprise there wasn't. At least not in the physical sense. After doing hours of researching this particular subject everything except the last third of it was completely true to her dimension. Including the names of her friends and family, and upon further sleuthing she found an interesting site.
"Fan fiction dot net. Interesting I better see what this is all about." she said to herself not knowing what she'll discover. After a few clicks of the mouse she found something she could not believe.
"There are people that write about people they believe aren't real? That's disturbing, but, as dad always says 'Discovery is only as disturbing as you find it.' And I still don't get it." the woman stated before clicking it to bring up something about two of her favorite people and in hopes of shaking off the uneasy feeling she brought the type selection to humor. Not in the mood to read something that was a work in progress she narrow the selection. Two clicks later she found something she couldn't pass up and clicked on it. At first she found everything typical when it came down to the characters, but, what caused her to start laughing was what the baby said.
"I have to show them this." she resolved regaining a certain amount of decorum.
"Woman, will you come to bed this instant?!" shouted the aggravated voice of her husband from their bed room on the other end of the house.
"Coming, Vegeta!" Bulma yelled before turning the machine off to join her husband in bed. "Da-da, weakling!" she laughed to herself at the imaginary words that came from her daughter.
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The next day came calmly as the sun shined through the clouds in the sky. Nothing was out of the ordinary. Well almost. The whole day whenever Bulma's teenaged daughter happen to show up in the same room as her and Vegeta she began busting out laughing for no apparent reason. While it only confused Bra the saiyan prince was highly annoyed, and around dinner time he lost what control he had left.
"DAMNIT, WOMAN, I INSIST YOU TELL ME WHAT IS SO FUNNY!?!?" Vegeta's yell sobered Bulma up until…
"Come on, mom, this is starting to really creep me and dad out." Bra's two cents started it the hilarity all over again.
"Trunks, what did you say to your mother?"
"Nothing."
"Don't lie to me brat."
"Honestly dad I have no clue what is going on."
"Then why is she laughing every time me and Bra are in the same room as each other. You must have said something."
"Vegeta, he didn't say anything. It was something Bra said." Bulma said regaining a sense of calm.
"What did I say? And how does it fit in with dad?" And just like that the Capsule Corporation genius cracked up once again falling out of her chair. The Briefs family in concern or in a certain prince's case search for answers went to her aid while she held her side from the pain of laughing so hard.
"Woman, tell me what Bra said this instant." Vegeta barked and through fits of laughter he got his answer.
"Da-da… Weakling!" She screeched. Needless to say the children of the couple watched apprehensively as Vegeta's face took a deadly serious demeanor.
"What are you talking about?"
"Bra's first words." the woman that was doing a hyena impression answered.
"Mom, Bra's first words were Da-da and Mo-ma." After recovering for the most part and getting off the floor the blue haired beauty decided to face her family while trying to keep the snickers contained.
"Follow me." she ordered before leaving. Her family looked at each other and shrugged before complying out of curiosity. On the way to her lab Bulma filled them in on her new invention and some of her discoveries it brought including part of the reason for her actions during the day.
"Ok this is like so weird. To have a bunch of people know me that I don't know." Bra said as her mother turned on the invention and brought up a particular web page.
"It gets better sweetheart. You know how I told you they think we are fiction to them."
"Yes."
"Well lets just say some of their people like to include some fiction as well. This is why I couldn't stop laughing." Bulma said bringing up the very piece of fiction that had her laughing so often that day. In less then 90 seconds two out of three people were cracking up while the third fumed.
"That is complete garbage, woman! You know no brat alive would dare call me a weakling! Especially one that has my saiyan blood running through their veins!"
"Daddy, it is called fiction for a reason." Bra giggled.
"Besides, maybe this person was thinking that you needed to learn how to shut up." Trunks laughed before he was slammed into a wall with his father's hand around his throat.
"VEGETA, LET HIM GO!" Bulma barked.
"And let him get off with insulting me. I don't think so."
"Trunks didn't insult you. All he did was make an observation. An observation on somebody's thoughts after reading that. So there is no reason for you to do whatever you want to do to him."
"Come on, daddy. You know Trunks would never insult you. So please put him down." Bra begged after a few seconds Vegeta huffed before dropping his son.
"I'll be in the Gravity Room." He stated leaving his family to their own devices.
"That was close." Trunks said rubbing his throat.
"Well you have to admit you did push him." Bra told him in a matter of fact tone.
"Yeah, but, I didn't expect him to go ballistic on me. So mom are there anymore stories on there?"
"Quite a few, but, do yourself a favor and don't tell your father what you find in them." Bulma said before leaving.
"Will do. Hey, Bra, do you think the others will like to see these?"
"Do I really need to answer that question?"
"Yes."
"Then there's your answer."
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Ok there we go this isn't going to be one of those normal 'the characters found our fac fic' stories. I'm not going to show the stories that are to be featured on here, but, I will you bits and pieces of them like I did with the 'Da-da, weakling!' line from Bra's First Words. If you want to suggest a DBZ story that you want to find out particular reactions from certain characters let me know and I'll put them in with the corrisponding chapter if I like it. You can even suggest your own Fanfic. But the story must be complete or I find it good enough to say to hell with it and go with the in-progress story because I find it to good not to wait for the finshed product. Just remember that I can't have Trunks or Bra leave the computer, and, I will not have any of the Z fighters smash the computer allong with Chi Chi using the good old Frying pan of Doom on it. So don't tell me to do it. Shogun Out!