"Team Relations"

There were few things Recoome didn't like, but at the top of the short list was his "Team Relations" class. For three hours a day he had to sit in a class room along with a few other bum soldiers and a young Vegeta while some old geezer (a different one every time) lecture them about good ethics around your teammates. The lessons were always about "what not to do to your teammates, good ethics on cooperating" and some other crap that no one cared about except for some "social elites" or whatever that meant.

Since it was obvious to everyone Frieza didn't care what happened to his soldiers, the only reason the self absorbed tyrant started these workers' compensation programs was to keep his soldiers from going off to work in his father or brother's empires. The "Team Relations" classes were created for soldiers that could not work well with their assigned partners.

Vegeta was beginning to think that these classes were a fate worse than death. 'Damn that Cui! I'll get him for this! He won't escape my wrath!'

So what if he threw Raditz into the side of a mountain; he needed to relieve some stress, and the cocky low class had it coming anyway. Nappa…well Nappa was just unlucky that Vegeta hadn't relieved all of his stress. After witnessing Vegeta's "stress relief", Cui decided it would be hilarious to report his rival and have him sent to the "Team Relations" classes.

While Vegeta knew the classes would be boring and pointless, he didn't expect the most gullible fighter in the universe would also be with him. The instant Recoome sat down next to him; he knew that these classes would be a hell of a lot more interesting.

On the second day of classes, Vegeta managed to form a partnership with Recoome in order to have some fun during the class. The two would terrorize the other soldiers and the teacher without causing too much trouble to get the attention from Frieza. While Vegeta was the undisputed brains of the operation, Recoome was the muscle, and for good reason. If Zarbon came along to try and pull Vegeta out of the class, Recoome would be there to protect his new friend.

Their pranks would range from paper airplanes to buckets filled with cafeteria waste. Even though Vegeta thought up most of all the plans, Recoome suggested one that neither of them could pass up pulling off.

The prank started out with Vegeta assaulting the other delinquents with high speed spitballs. He did this for the first hour or so, his trademark smirk seemingly permanently plastered on his face. He then turned his attention to the teacher, who happened to be Zarbon that day. Every now and then a spitball would either get a headshot or hit right in front of where Zarbon was writing, much to the his annoyance. After the 10th one, he finally snapped, "Vegeta! I have had enough of you! Cease these interruptions, immediately!"

After about five minutes a spitball landed right on Zarbon's forehead.

"Take that, pretty boy!"

"ARRRGGHH! That's it! If you so much even put a wad of paper in your mouth I'm reporting you to Frieza immediately!"

After Zarbon turned around to write more on the board, a spitball the size of and orange landed right on top of his head. Zarbon turned around viciously, ready to destroy Vegeta, only to see Recoome with a wad of paper and an evil grin.

Vegeta broke the long silence bearing the trademark smirk, "Well, it wasn't me this time." Vegeta snickers soon turned into laughter as him and Recoome fell out of their seats holding their stomachs and laughing themselves to death.

Maybe "Team Relations" classes wouldn't be so bad after all.

Hope you guys liked it, sorry it was so short, but I wanted to get it updated ASAP. Ginyu is next!