"No, I dwown," she yelled pushing the door of the washer opened ready to take off, but Vegeta had other plans. He quicky grabbed her by the collar and yelled, "WHAT DID YOU DO TO THE LIVINGROOM." She began to cry. "I dwar pwetty pictures for you daddy," she wimpered looking down at her feet. "YOU KNOW DAMN RIGHT YOU DON'T DO THIS WHEN YOUR MOTHER IS HOME, SO WHAT GAVE YOU THE IDEA TO DO IT WHEN I AM," he screamed so loud that his voice could be heard from outside. At that moment she took off running. Vegeta growled and punched the closest wall next to him. The wall had a shelf with detergents stacked on it. Well..... not anymore. There was a huge dent from his blow. "Shit," he mumbled looking at the damage. He left the laundryroom in search of his daughter. He looked in all of her usual hiding spots but didn't find her. He began to get angry for two reasons: One she had her ki so low he couldn't read it as much as he wish he could, and two she could have probably been in America by now. (I guess they live in Japan???? I wish I could!!!) He decided to give up and go to his room and take a nap. (Not much like Vegeta, but remember on Namek when Goku was in that tank healing.) As soon as he entered his room he heard a noise. It was sort of like a whimper or cry. He looked under his bed and sure enough she was there, and she had one of his shoes. He looked at her then reached under the bed and picked her up by the back of her shirt, then sat her on the bed with his shoe inhand.

"You can't keep running you know you will be punished more, but right now you are going to clean and I will think of your punishment." She looked at him, and when he had a scowl on his face she quickly ran downstairs. He followed behind and gave her a rag and windex. (The best stuff to clean with.) She began to wipe the walls down as Vegeta went to the kitchen. He began to make a toasted sandwich when he got a glimspe of his reflection.

"BBBBBBBBRRRRRRRAAAA," he screamed and she as being herself took off running, except she took out though the window. She had to raise her ki in order to fly.

He quickly cleaned off his face and ran out the door taking to the air. A few minutes later he found her by the Son's house hiding in some bushes. He walked up to her and grabbed her by the collar and took off into the air toward home with a screaming kid.

When they arrived home he sat her on the couch and began to yell. "WHY ARE YOU SO DIFFICUIT, DO YOU WANT YOUR MOTHER TO FIND OUT. AND I FOUND YOUR PUNISHMENT; YOU WILL TRAIN WITH ME." He growled looking at the time. It was already 6:50 p.m. After a moment she looked up at Vegeta. "So I don't care," she folded her arms.

*SOWWY READER*

"DON'T YOU EVER TALK TO YOUR FATHER LIKE THAT,"he lightly back handed her across the face. She began to cry, which turned into hisdarical crying. There was no mark or nothin. He didn't even hit her, he just tapted her a little.

She got up and ran to her room. *slam* her door was heard slammed hard.

Vegeta cleaned up the mess. (not like him) He went into the kitchen to find burnt toast, and forgotten meat on the counter. He quickly made the rest of his sandwich, ate, then threw the plate in the sink. Since he was not going to train of anything else he quickly took a shower and got dressed.

Feeling guilty he went up to her room. He opened the door silently and peeked in. Inside the t.v. was on with some cartoon of a bear singing. Growing disgusted he shut it off. He went over to his daughter and sat down next to her. She was laying on top of her covers with a small blanket and her thumb in her mouth. She had tear strieked cheeks. He shook her lightly, saying lowly "bra time for a bath."

With her eyes still closed she yelled, "Daddy don't hit me."