Unbreakable
"I'm telling you, it's not possible!"
"And I'm telling you that it is! Nothing is impossible for the Prince of all Saiyans!"
Bulma raised an eyebrow expectantly. "OK, then, Mr. Wizard. Let's see you try."
"Fine!" Vegeta roared. Extending a hand, he demanded, "Give it here!"
Ha-ha! He never could resist a challenge, the scientist thought as she handed him the requested object. Well, this'll show him.
Vegeta stared at it momentarily in disgust, holding the item between his hands. She has to be insane. This will take no effort at all!
"Well? You just gonna stand there and make goo-goo eyes at it all day?" Bulma asked.
With a growl, Vegeta exerted all the force he was capable of in his base state, in an attempt to snap the small piece of plastic in half and end the woman's foolish game.
…
No effect.
Confused and enraged, the prince powered up to Super Saiyan and tried again.
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Still nothing!
"Woman! What manner of sorcery is this?"
Bulma merely smiled and motioned for him to continue.
After another ten minutes of grunting and sweating (and powering up to SS levels 2 and 3) Vegeta had had enough. Eyes blazing with crazed fury, he bounded into Bulma's lab, turned on the Blutz Wave Ray, jumped in front of the beam, and ascended to Super Saiyan 4.
Bulma watched, laughing madly and rolling around on the floor in utter hysterics, as he proceeded to strain himself to his physical limit, howling in fury all the while. And then…
CRACK!
...
Utter silence ensued for a moment before the prince resumed his howling… this time in agony. He'd broken both his hands.
"Enough of this nonsense!" he bellowed as he stalked out of the room to the new regeneration tank, head hung low and tail between his legs, leaving the object of his ire on the floor next to a cackling Bulma.
When she had laughed her fill, she wiped the tears from her eyes and picked up the little black plastic object and looking at it gleefully.
When those comb manufacturers say UNBREAKABLE, they mean it!