Hey y'all! Just thought I would post the next chapter for my ficcy! As always R&R!
JK.
Chapter Eight
The trip: Day One
THE MORNING
The Saiya-jin no Ouji had seen, faced, and done things that would send most men screaming into fits of insanity with nothing but a smirk and a ki ball, but this was scary. No, scratch that. This was downright terrifying.
He was being forced to march along on a trail and listen to everyone sing "John Jacob Jinglehiemer Schmidt" and several other asinine songs. Calli was singing at the top of her lungs, as well as a dozen other loud brats and their fathers; not to mention the couple who were the head of this little outing. The racket was making his head pound and his left eye twitch. The veins in his forehead were beginning to make an appearance, as well.
"Papa, you're not singing," chirped the little saiya-jin female. "Candy said that everyone needs to sing!"
"I am not going to sing," he gritted out from behind clenched teeth.
"Okay, papa, whatever you say," said Calli.
"Come now, Mr. Vegeta, everyone else is singing and having a good time. I'm sure that if you were singing you would be having a good time, as well," exclaimed the bubbly blond bitch from hell, also known as Candy.
"I'm not going to fucking sing that idiotic song," he screamed. "And there is no way a Kami-damned weakling like you can make me!!!"
"Hey, buddy, watch your language! There are kids present," shouted one of the fathers, his tone one of righteous indignation.
"Vegeta, was that necessary," asked David, Alena's father, rather quietly. The man was actually one of the few humans he respected, even with his weak power level. He was a lot like a saiya-jin in most ways; proud, determined, loved to fight, and didn't take shit from no one, Vegeta included.
"Fine, I'll watch what I say around the brats, but there is no way in Hel- I mean heck that I am going to sing. I absolutely refuse to do something as incredibly stupid as that."
David looked him in the eyes for a few more minutes and then nodded. "Alright. I'll hold you to that."
"Papa, I just can't take you anywhere," exclaimed Calli, sighing in exasperation. "You're always getting yourself in trouble."
"Watch it, brat."
Calli just rolled her eyes in response. "Whatever, old man."
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THE EARLY AFTERNOON
They had arrived at the spot where they would be staying for the night and everyone began to pitch their tents; everyone, that is, except for a certain Prince.
"Calli, give me the capsule out of your bag, now," he demanded.
"Sure, papa," said Calli. The young saiya-jin pulled her backpack off and sat it on the ground. She began to rummage around in it and did so for a good ten minutes before she found what she was looking for. "Alright! Here it is!"
"Finally, brat."
"Shut up, papa. If you had wanted it faster then you should have held on to it," said Calli, her tail twitching in agitation. "Pull the stick out of your ass and have a good time. As daddy says, 'it's not going to kill you to enjoy yourself for once outside of the Gravity Room'."
Turning her back on her papa, she pressed the button and threw the capsule on the ground in an empty part of the clearing. The explosion that followed made everyone jump and look over at the two full-blooded saiya-jins.
"What the...THEY BROUGHT A CAPSULE HOUSE," shouted one of the other fathers. "WHO THE HELL DO THEY THINK THEY ARE?!?!"
David turned towards the man with an eyebrow raised and said,"No one ever said anything about them not being able to bring one, John. If I had had one I would have brought one, as well."
"I really don't like that guy, Dave," said another man. He was the one who earlier on had yelled at Vegeta for his coarse language.
David shrugged his shoulders. "That's just Vegeta. He's really not that bad of a guy, Steve."
"Yeah, right, Dave. I'll believe that when pigs fly," Steve said, after a snort of disbelief.
"You know, it's not nice to talk about people behind their backs," said a familiar female voice. The group of men looked behind them to see a smirking Calli. They looked behind her to see Vegeta wearing a similar expression.
The three men that had been talking had the distinct impression that they were being mocked. This is to fun, papa; watching them squirm is just to funny.
Damn straight, brat.
Before another word could have been uttered by anyone, an unwelcome voice made an extremely welcome announcement. "LUNCH TIME, EVERYONE!!! COME AND GET IT!!"
Vegeta and Calli moved with their incredible speed to get in line first, with both of them shoving each other for the front.
Nearly everyone's jaws dropped when they saw the saiya-jins "disappear" then "reappear" yards away from where they had been standing. "WOW," exclaimed one of Calli's classmates, a brunette named Rita. "They move really, really fast!"
Alena turned to her and said, "Just wait. You should see how much they eat."
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THE EVENING
Vegeta was currently still a resident of living hell. Instead of the horrific singing taking place on a trail, it was now taking place around a campfire that had taken approximately an hour for them to actually get going. He had been sorely tempted to just throw a ki blast at the damned thing and had even been charging a small one in his hands to do it, when he had caught a sharp glare from both David and Calli.
The rotund ass known as Chucky, the bubbly bitch's husband stood up and clapped his hands. "Attention, everyone! Most of us still don't know each other considering that it took us longer then we thought for lunch and to set up the tents and such. By now we would have already down some ice breaking games while we roast marshmallows and hot-dogs for dinner. This is what we are going to do; we all have to tell our names and a little story about ourselves and a little something about our father or daughter. Doesn't that sound like fun?"
KAKARROT!!!!!!!!!!!
AAAAIIIII!! Vegeta?!?! What the hell?!?!?
I am never going to forgive you for doing this to me!!! I'm a prince dammit! How dare you send me here to be tortured by ningens and their bizarre rituals!!!
It can't be that bad, koi. And besides, its spending good quality time with Calli outside of the Gravity Room.
Daddy, papa...I hate to break it to you, but I can hear you. You might want to be moving this conversation to a private channel.
Oops...Sorry Calli.
S'okay, daddy. Calli out.
As I was saying, Vegeta, this isn't going to kill you. It will do you good to spend time out of the Gravity Room. And you had better not fuck this up for Calli or I will be destroying that thing. Besides, it really can't be that bad. Now get back to mingling.
You are so dead when we get home, you third-class bakayarou!
Shut up, Vegeta.
*Mental Growl*
Yeah, yeah. Now shoo and participate in whatever your doing.
Vegeta blinked as the telepathic connection between him and his mate was severed by the other saiya-jin. Kakarrot had done it rather harshly and it had actually hurt. He was so going to make him pay.
Calli looked at her papa and just rolled her eyes. She could already figure out what was going on in the short saiya-jin's head. That he was going to kill her daddy and or not let him sleep in the bedroom for a certain amount of time. Her papa was extremely predictable in his reactions to most things.
Papa, it's your turn to say something.
Vegeta looked back down from where he was staring vacantly at the stars and noticed that the others were staring at him expectantly. He was thankful that it was evening out so they could not see the slight blush that flashed across his face; he detested looking like an idiot in front of the weaklings.
"My name is Vegeta and Calli is my daughter. My mate's name is Kakarrot. I am a warrior and that is how I define myself."
Calli grinned behind her hand as she raised the cup of hot cocoa towards her lips. That was most definitely how her papa defined himself, but she knew he was a lot more then that. The man was her birth papa and her teacher. He taught her how to fight and how to act like a true saiya-jin princess. Calli knew her papa may have never said it, but she knew that he loved her daddy, Trunks, Goten, Gohan, and herself.
It was her turn now. "My name's Son Calli and I like to fight. My papa taught me how and I'm really strong. I also like to play with my friend, Alena and my big brothers: Trunks, Goten and Gohan."
Alena smiled at her friend and the young girls giggled. She looked at Vegeta-san and noticed that the man's scowl wasn't as harsh as it usually was. "My name's Alena and my daddy's name is David. My best friend is Calli and like her, I like to fight. Vegeta-san's been teaching me how to fight too; though my daddy knows how to, as well. Next week, Calli is going to spend the night at my house and we are going to have lots of fun 'cause my mommy said that we can go see a movie and go the arcade afterward."
"That's wonderful, Calli and Alena, but I hope that you don't use your knowledge on how to fight to solve your problems, because violence never solves anything," said Candy, her tone one of slight condescension.
Vegeta's eyes narrowed and he growled, making the others look at him with fear and surprise in their eyes. Calli sent a dark glare towards him and the short Ouji calmed down enough that he, at least, wasn't doing that. Sighing to herself, Calli thought //This is going to be a long weekend.//
JK.
Chapter Eight
The trip: Day One
THE MORNING
The Saiya-jin no Ouji had seen, faced, and done things that would send most men screaming into fits of insanity with nothing but a smirk and a ki ball, but this was scary. No, scratch that. This was downright terrifying.
He was being forced to march along on a trail and listen to everyone sing "John Jacob Jinglehiemer Schmidt" and several other asinine songs. Calli was singing at the top of her lungs, as well as a dozen other loud brats and their fathers; not to mention the couple who were the head of this little outing. The racket was making his head pound and his left eye twitch. The veins in his forehead were beginning to make an appearance, as well.
"Papa, you're not singing," chirped the little saiya-jin female. "Candy said that everyone needs to sing!"
"I am not going to sing," he gritted out from behind clenched teeth.
"Okay, papa, whatever you say," said Calli.
"Come now, Mr. Vegeta, everyone else is singing and having a good time. I'm sure that if you were singing you would be having a good time, as well," exclaimed the bubbly blond bitch from hell, also known as Candy.
"I'm not going to fucking sing that idiotic song," he screamed. "And there is no way a Kami-damned weakling like you can make me!!!"
"Hey, buddy, watch your language! There are kids present," shouted one of the fathers, his tone one of righteous indignation.
"Vegeta, was that necessary," asked David, Alena's father, rather quietly. The man was actually one of the few humans he respected, even with his weak power level. He was a lot like a saiya-jin in most ways; proud, determined, loved to fight, and didn't take shit from no one, Vegeta included.
"Fine, I'll watch what I say around the brats, but there is no way in Hel- I mean heck that I am going to sing. I absolutely refuse to do something as incredibly stupid as that."
David looked him in the eyes for a few more minutes and then nodded. "Alright. I'll hold you to that."
"Papa, I just can't take you anywhere," exclaimed Calli, sighing in exasperation. "You're always getting yourself in trouble."
"Watch it, brat."
Calli just rolled her eyes in response. "Whatever, old man."
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THE EARLY AFTERNOON
They had arrived at the spot where they would be staying for the night and everyone began to pitch their tents; everyone, that is, except for a certain Prince.
"Calli, give me the capsule out of your bag, now," he demanded.
"Sure, papa," said Calli. The young saiya-jin pulled her backpack off and sat it on the ground. She began to rummage around in it and did so for a good ten minutes before she found what she was looking for. "Alright! Here it is!"
"Finally, brat."
"Shut up, papa. If you had wanted it faster then you should have held on to it," said Calli, her tail twitching in agitation. "Pull the stick out of your ass and have a good time. As daddy says, 'it's not going to kill you to enjoy yourself for once outside of the Gravity Room'."
Turning her back on her papa, she pressed the button and threw the capsule on the ground in an empty part of the clearing. The explosion that followed made everyone jump and look over at the two full-blooded saiya-jins.
"What the...THEY BROUGHT A CAPSULE HOUSE," shouted one of the other fathers. "WHO THE HELL DO THEY THINK THEY ARE?!?!"
David turned towards the man with an eyebrow raised and said,"No one ever said anything about them not being able to bring one, John. If I had had one I would have brought one, as well."
"I really don't like that guy, Dave," said another man. He was the one who earlier on had yelled at Vegeta for his coarse language.
David shrugged his shoulders. "That's just Vegeta. He's really not that bad of a guy, Steve."
"Yeah, right, Dave. I'll believe that when pigs fly," Steve said, after a snort of disbelief.
"You know, it's not nice to talk about people behind their backs," said a familiar female voice. The group of men looked behind them to see a smirking Calli. They looked behind her to see Vegeta wearing a similar expression.
The three men that had been talking had the distinct impression that they were being mocked. This is to fun, papa; watching them squirm is just to funny.
Damn straight, brat.
Before another word could have been uttered by anyone, an unwelcome voice made an extremely welcome announcement. "LUNCH TIME, EVERYONE!!! COME AND GET IT!!"
Vegeta and Calli moved with their incredible speed to get in line first, with both of them shoving each other for the front.
Nearly everyone's jaws dropped when they saw the saiya-jins "disappear" then "reappear" yards away from where they had been standing. "WOW," exclaimed one of Calli's classmates, a brunette named Rita. "They move really, really fast!"
Alena turned to her and said, "Just wait. You should see how much they eat."
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THE EVENING
Vegeta was currently still a resident of living hell. Instead of the horrific singing taking place on a trail, it was now taking place around a campfire that had taken approximately an hour for them to actually get going. He had been sorely tempted to just throw a ki blast at the damned thing and had even been charging a small one in his hands to do it, when he had caught a sharp glare from both David and Calli.
The rotund ass known as Chucky, the bubbly bitch's husband stood up and clapped his hands. "Attention, everyone! Most of us still don't know each other considering that it took us longer then we thought for lunch and to set up the tents and such. By now we would have already down some ice breaking games while we roast marshmallows and hot-dogs for dinner. This is what we are going to do; we all have to tell our names and a little story about ourselves and a little something about our father or daughter. Doesn't that sound like fun?"
KAKARROT!!!!!!!!!!!
AAAAIIIII!! Vegeta?!?! What the hell?!?!?
I am never going to forgive you for doing this to me!!! I'm a prince dammit! How dare you send me here to be tortured by ningens and their bizarre rituals!!!
It can't be that bad, koi. And besides, its spending good quality time with Calli outside of the Gravity Room.
Daddy, papa...I hate to break it to you, but I can hear you. You might want to be moving this conversation to a private channel.
Oops...Sorry Calli.
S'okay, daddy. Calli out.
As I was saying, Vegeta, this isn't going to kill you. It will do you good to spend time out of the Gravity Room. And you had better not fuck this up for Calli or I will be destroying that thing. Besides, it really can't be that bad. Now get back to mingling.
You are so dead when we get home, you third-class bakayarou!
Shut up, Vegeta.
*Mental Growl*
Yeah, yeah. Now shoo and participate in whatever your doing.
Vegeta blinked as the telepathic connection between him and his mate was severed by the other saiya-jin. Kakarrot had done it rather harshly and it had actually hurt. He was so going to make him pay.
Calli looked at her papa and just rolled her eyes. She could already figure out what was going on in the short saiya-jin's head. That he was going to kill her daddy and or not let him sleep in the bedroom for a certain amount of time. Her papa was extremely predictable in his reactions to most things.
Papa, it's your turn to say something.
Vegeta looked back down from where he was staring vacantly at the stars and noticed that the others were staring at him expectantly. He was thankful that it was evening out so they could not see the slight blush that flashed across his face; he detested looking like an idiot in front of the weaklings.
"My name is Vegeta and Calli is my daughter. My mate's name is Kakarrot. I am a warrior and that is how I define myself."
Calli grinned behind her hand as she raised the cup of hot cocoa towards her lips. That was most definitely how her papa defined himself, but she knew he was a lot more then that. The man was her birth papa and her teacher. He taught her how to fight and how to act like a true saiya-jin princess. Calli knew her papa may have never said it, but she knew that he loved her daddy, Trunks, Goten, Gohan, and herself.
It was her turn now. "My name's Son Calli and I like to fight. My papa taught me how and I'm really strong. I also like to play with my friend, Alena and my big brothers: Trunks, Goten and Gohan."
Alena smiled at her friend and the young girls giggled. She looked at Vegeta-san and noticed that the man's scowl wasn't as harsh as it usually was. "My name's Alena and my daddy's name is David. My best friend is Calli and like her, I like to fight. Vegeta-san's been teaching me how to fight too; though my daddy knows how to, as well. Next week, Calli is going to spend the night at my house and we are going to have lots of fun 'cause my mommy said that we can go see a movie and go the arcade afterward."
"That's wonderful, Calli and Alena, but I hope that you don't use your knowledge on how to fight to solve your problems, because violence never solves anything," said Candy, her tone one of slight condescension.
Vegeta's eyes narrowed and he growled, making the others look at him with fear and surprise in their eyes. Calli sent a dark glare towards him and the short Ouji calmed down enough that he, at least, wasn't doing that. Sighing to herself, Calli thought //This is going to be a long weekend.//
