Another Cranky Saiyan?
Chapter 1
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anything affiliated with it.
HA! I remembered!
"Where are you taking the brat?" Vegeta asked from his perch on a tree branch.
"Nowhere that concerns you," she growled back and continued to drag
Trunks along. Vegeta was in front of her in a matter of seconds.
"WHERE ARE YOU-"
"Know your place woman!" Bulma shouted at him. That did it. Vegeta was
peeved beyond words. He stood there fuming for a few seconds, and then Bulma
continued. "I am the Prince of all Saiyans!"
"I AM THE PRINCE OF ALL SAIYANS!" Vegeta shouted, going super saiyan. Bulma just smirked an uncharacteristic smirk and held out her hand. It almost looked like she was trying to form a ki blast.
Goku came walking out whistling when he saw the two standing there. "Wha-" He was cut off as Bulma and Vegeta's heads snapped towards him and two voices asked at the exact same time, "Who is the Prince of the Saiyans Kakarot!?!?"
Needless to say, Goku was completely confused. Bulma snorted and threw her arms up in the air. "Stupid Kakarot." She made her way back into the house. Vegeta marched off in the other direction, still fuming.
"What just happened here?"
As Bulma entered the house, she saw her daughter shoving a blonde barbie doll into her son's face. "Play with me."
"No." Bra turned to Bulma, her eyes starting to water.
"Make him play with me," Trunks also looked at her, but his expression
seemed to say 'Get-me-the-hell-out-of-here'. Bulma smirked.
"Play with her brat." and walked away. Trunks turned to Goten who was standing by the door and mouthed 'brat?'. Goten shrugged. His mother had never called him brat.
Bulma walked up the stairs and into the gravity room, thankfully turning it up only to two times Earth's gravity. Within seconds, she was plastered to the floor, and trying ineffectively to get off the ground. "I need to be in shape for the androids," she said before struggling to get up.
"Dude, if you're playing dolls, I'm gone." Trunks looked over to see Bra already putting the dolls in the huge playhouse and picking out some for him to play with. He sighed and Goten walked out the door.
Trunks picked up a doll and let it's feet rest on the ground. "Okay Trunks, we're going shopping!"
"Shopping?" He questioned. Before he knew what had happened, he was buried in an avalanche of doll clothes. *This was going to be a long day*
Goten walked out to see his father still standing there with a confused look on his face. He had opened his mouth though, as if he were going to say something intelligent. Goten waited a few seconds before grabbing his father's hand and pulling him towards the house.
I got bored again.... Hope you liked.....