A/N: MWAHAHAA!!! My darling friend and my dear little sister asked that I
hurry up with the next chapter *gives Mai and Monkey Paw homie sign*. Be
warned: this chapter is NOT what it seems. In simpler terms: S-H-O-R-T.
12 paragraphs of conversation SHORT.
Disclaimer: . . .if you arses ACTUALLY think I own this crap . . .good for you. I'll be sure to visit you in the Looney-Bin.
A half hour later Dr. and Mrs. Briefs returned home, thanks to the Ox-King, who was kind enough to drive them there on his way to the store.
"I can't imagine what got Bulma so upset!" Bunny wailed. Dr. Briefs gave her a Look as he opened the front door and went into the empty kitchen.
"I think Yamcha must have had something to do with it," he said sadly. "The poor boy was lying in the Sons driveway when we left, dearest."
She gave him a quizzical glance. "Do you think so? I always thought he was a nice boy . . ."
The doctor sighed sadly at his wife's naiveness. "Yes, dearest, that's what I believe. A strong boy like him, lying in their driveway, wallowing in self-pity. I do believe there is a reason for all that, dear."
"Maybe he hurt himself when he fell down," his wife offered with a cheery smile. "That might explain it . . ."
"That glass of yours is always half-full, isn't it, Bunny?" Dr. Briefs asked with an exasperated sigh. "Always on the bright side of life?"
Mrs. Briefs gave him an odd glance. "What glass, dearest? We just got home, I haven't had time to get a drink yet!"
Dr. Briefs groaned as a sweatdrop rolled down his neck. "Why must you act so blonde?" he thought out loud.
She gave him a quizzical look. "I've always been blonde. But I was thinking about dying my hair red or brown . . .what do you think dear? Dear?"
She glanced at her husband, who was asking Kami why his wife was so . . ."simple minded" . . .as he walked down the hall, head hung over sadly.
Mrs. Briefs shrugged at his retreating figure and went into the kitchen to prepare a meal fit for a Saiyan.
A/N: MWAHAHAHAA!!! I TOLD you it was short! And there was absolutely no B/V! Ack! What is this world coming to? Don't worry, I ACTUALLY have a plot-line for the next 5 or 6 chapters . . .after that: pure madness. ^_^ Please keep in mind that over half this story was written through, around and DURING writer's block. ^_^
---Gangsta Videl
Beta's Note aka. MONKEY PAW'S NOTE: o.O Short . . .no B/V . . .WHAT KIND OF MONSTER ARE YOU?!? And the blonde . . .
Disclaimer: . . .if you arses ACTUALLY think I own this crap . . .good for you. I'll be sure to visit you in the Looney-Bin.
A half hour later Dr. and Mrs. Briefs returned home, thanks to the Ox-King, who was kind enough to drive them there on his way to the store.
"I can't imagine what got Bulma so upset!" Bunny wailed. Dr. Briefs gave her a Look as he opened the front door and went into the empty kitchen.
"I think Yamcha must have had something to do with it," he said sadly. "The poor boy was lying in the Sons driveway when we left, dearest."
She gave him a quizzical glance. "Do you think so? I always thought he was a nice boy . . ."
The doctor sighed sadly at his wife's naiveness. "Yes, dearest, that's what I believe. A strong boy like him, lying in their driveway, wallowing in self-pity. I do believe there is a reason for all that, dear."
"Maybe he hurt himself when he fell down," his wife offered with a cheery smile. "That might explain it . . ."
"That glass of yours is always half-full, isn't it, Bunny?" Dr. Briefs asked with an exasperated sigh. "Always on the bright side of life?"
Mrs. Briefs gave him an odd glance. "What glass, dearest? We just got home, I haven't had time to get a drink yet!"
Dr. Briefs groaned as a sweatdrop rolled down his neck. "Why must you act so blonde?" he thought out loud.
She gave him a quizzical look. "I've always been blonde. But I was thinking about dying my hair red or brown . . .what do you think dear? Dear?"
She glanced at her husband, who was asking Kami why his wife was so . . ."simple minded" . . .as he walked down the hall, head hung over sadly.
Mrs. Briefs shrugged at his retreating figure and went into the kitchen to prepare a meal fit for a Saiyan.
A/N: MWAHAHAHAA!!! I TOLD you it was short! And there was absolutely no B/V! Ack! What is this world coming to? Don't worry, I ACTUALLY have a plot-line for the next 5 or 6 chapters . . .after that: pure madness. ^_^ Please keep in mind that over half this story was written through, around and DURING writer's block. ^_^
---Gangsta Videl
Beta's Note aka. MONKEY PAW'S NOTE: o.O Short . . .no B/V . . .WHAT KIND OF MONSTER ARE YOU?!? And the blonde . . .