Christmas at Capsule Corp.
Chapter 10: Phone call from hell
I don't own it!
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Vegeta walked into his room and closed the door, he changed into a navy blue muscle shirt that could have been the very definition of a muscle shirt when he wore it. He threw on some jeans that disgusted him because they didn't allow a lot of movement and put on the black leather jacket he had bought at the shopping mall.
He… trudged down the stairs
Just then the phone rang, Vegeta looked at it dumbfounded. Sure he had seen the woman use it many times to contact her hideous and weakling of a "boyfriend", or so she called him, but he had never used it at all. It rang a second time and he pulled it off the receiver with a swift tug.
"Hello?" he asked the phone, well that's what the woman would do… right?
"Hi can I speak to Bulma? Who's this on the phone anyway?" The voice asked.
"I thought a weakling could recognize a prince by his tone of voice, human."
"Oh… hey Vegeta, tell Bulma I can't come because I've developed a very bad cold. * cough *" Yumcha said on the other line. Vegeta frowned, the human just couldn't get any lamer.
"You're going to have to put up a better story than that. Knowing her she'll come over to your apartment, see you cheating on her and run back screaming and crying. You wouldn't like me to put up with that now would you weakling?" Threatening was the easiest way to get out of a long and useless conversation.
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I agree totally!
Chapter 10: Phone call from hell
I don't own it!
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Vegeta walked into his room and closed the door, he changed into a navy blue muscle shirt that could have been the very definition of a muscle shirt when he wore it. He threw on some jeans that disgusted him because they didn't allow a lot of movement and put on the black leather jacket he had bought at the shopping mall.
He… trudged down the stairs
Just then the phone rang, Vegeta looked at it dumbfounded. Sure he had seen the woman use it many times to contact her hideous and weakling of a "boyfriend", or so she called him, but he had never used it at all. It rang a second time and he pulled it off the receiver with a swift tug.
"Hello?" he asked the phone, well that's what the woman would do… right?
"Hi can I speak to Bulma? Who's this on the phone anyway?" The voice asked.
"I thought a weakling could recognize a prince by his tone of voice, human."
"Oh… hey Vegeta, tell Bulma I can't come because I've developed a very bad cold. * cough *" Yumcha said on the other line. Vegeta frowned, the human just couldn't get any lamer.
"You're going to have to put up a better story than that. Knowing her she'll come over to your apartment, see you cheating on her and run back screaming and crying. You wouldn't like me to put up with that now would you weakling?" Threatening was the easiest way to get out of a long and useless conversation.
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I agree totally!