Dragon Ball Z: Dynasty – Prince Vegeta's Struggles with "Friendship"
Written by: Feraligreater328
Overseen by: StevenBodner and SparkerLightning
Chapter 5: Assembling
Vegeta could not explain what he was doing at this particular moment. A being motivated mostly by self-interest, the Saiyan Prince spent his time indulging in his personal hobbies or training to make himself better and better. Training was normally what he would be doing at this hour, and yet here he stood in East City of all places.
The Prince found himself stood in a delightful townhouse in the East City suburbs. And knelt on the ground before him was Android 18, looking focused and somewhat annoyed at what she was doing. The Android grunted and pulled up the paper instructions written in some sort of foreign script. She growled. "Why'd they write these in moon speak. What the hell...?"
She glared up at Vegeta. "If you're going to just stand there, go home! I don't need a supervisor; I need a helper!"
Once again, Vegeta didn't know why he was even here. Krillin had called to ask him to help 18 so that she didn't get frustrated. Vegeta groaned. "I don't know why your husband would call me to prevent frustration. He knows me, right?!"
18 growled in frustration and tossed a piece of wood meant to be a shelf aside. "I don't know why he called you! I should be able to do this! It's just a goddamned entertainment center!"
Vegeta flinched as 18 picked up another board and smashed it against the plastic backing piece, smashing both into pieces. 18 screamed. "SON OF A BITCH!"
She quickly sighed and calmed down. She reached over and grabbed a tube of Turbo Glue, carefully laying some onto the plastic pieces and pressing them together. 18 gently set those pieces to the side and then went back to reading the instructions. "This isn't that hard...why does it feel so much more frustrating...?"
Finally, taking pity, Vegeta sat down with his smug little grin. He held his hand out. "Give it here."
18 glared at Vegeta, and then forcefully shoved the instructions into his hands. As 18 crossed her arms in a huff, Vegeta read over everything. "Oh, I see~ This should be easy~"
The Saiyan Prince reached down and grabbed two pieces. "Watch a master at work, Android!"
Moments later...
Vegeta slammed the pieces together like a furious child, screaming at the top of his lungs and he desperately tried to get the pieces to fit. "MOTHER FUCK! MOTHER FUCK! MOTHER FUCK!"
Android 18 leapt in; a board raised high over her head. She smashed it into the pile that Vegeta was working on and screamed. "MOTHERFUCKER!"
Hours later...
Vegeta and Android 18 both stood with their fists planted firmly on their hips. Vegeta smirked. "We did it!"
18 nodded in agreement. "Yeah, we did~"
The Z-Mart delivery guy smiled as well. "Good job, guys! That'll be 10,000 zeni for delivery and assembly~"
Vegeta and 18 both glared and the Z-Mart employee shivered, slowly backing away. Vegeta and 18 both smiled and beamed at their "handiwork". "We did it~"
