Welcome to day four of the madness. ;)

Warnings: This story will contain cussing, violence, sex and religious themes. Please, read only if you are old enough and not easily offended. Remember: This is only fiction, not the truth.

Prompt: Sloth (Originally posted on September 6th 2011)

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ and I'm not making any profit with this little story.

And now, have fun! ;)

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Vegeta hated sloth. For him it was the most tiresome of the seven deadly sins. He could understand why people were envious, proud or greedy, but to deliberately not use all of your talents and powers to make the most out of yourself? Ridiculous! The only thing probably even more ridiculous was the girl sitting in front of him, clad in a tracksuit from which reams of pink and white kittens were smiling at him. Then again, he didn't look his usual polished self today, too, wearing worn-out jeans and a dirty shirt.

"Who is today's client?" she asked him, while she was frantically taking notes.

"A medical student. He has developed a cure against bowel cancer, yet he is still uncertain, whether bringing it up in front of the committee is worth all the trouble," he explained lackadaisically.

"Wow, this is… Awesome," she whispered, her eyes dilated.

"Yes, it is."

The door of their cabin slid open and a train conductor with mousy brown hair entered.

"Tickets, please," the man grunted.

"Wh- but of course!" Bulma said and hastily rummaged through her pockets. When she showed him the tickets, he nodded curtly.

"Have a nice trip, then," he said and left the cabin again.

"I hate porters," Vegeta stated.

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A few hours later, they were back on the train. They had convinced the weedhead that his discovery was not worth the trouble. It had been pretty easy, but Vegeta was still able to detect the awful taste of the herb in his mouth.

"You know what I don't get, Vegeta?" Bulma suddenly said into the silence, combing through her blue hair. "You work so hard and some other Fallen Angels told me that you have been the most successful one for years now. So, why aren't you second-in-command instead of that moronic… What was his name again? Something like carrot?"

"Hnn."

"I mean without you, Lucifer wouldn't be able to collect as many new souls as he does now, right?"

She has a point there.