Prompt: Borders. Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: I do NOT own DBZ or any of the characters. They belong to Akira Toriyama.
"What about this one?"
He rolled his eyes. "Sure, can I go now?"
Hands landed on rounded hips as a glare was directed at him. "No! You're not even looking!"
"That's because I don't care," he said calmly. It wasn't that he didn't care about the new life she carried. He let out a heavy sigh as he glanced around the pink and white room. His eyes finally landed back on Bulma.
"You should care!" Tears burned in her eyes. "I just want you to help pick out a border, that's all," she half-pleaded with tears.
"Fine," he breathed out.
