The next day. Bulma was on the phone with Chi-Chi.
"I swear, Chi-Chi, they've only been here two days and already these Saiyans are starting to get on my nerves. Even Vegeta wasn't this bad when he first started living here."
"Well, Vegeta had something to occupy him. First the training, then you."
Bulma laughed. "True, true. And how's Bardock?"
"Uhh. Bardock. It seems like every other second he's mentioning his Saiyan pride or Saiyan strength or Saiyan something or other. What these guys really need is some time to get used to Earth."
Bulma finished her sentence. "And out of our hair?"
"Exactly." She chuckled. "A road trip, or something."
"Oh, that'd be a brilliant move. Send three Saiyans totally unused to Earth out on the road by themselves. No, someone would have to go with them."
"Well, I don't think we should send anyone like Kuririn or Kamesen'nin."
"You're right. It should be a Saiyan thing. Would Goku go?"
"If I talked to him about it. But he can't drive. Neither can these Saiyans. So who would drive?"
It only took about a second to decide, really.
***
"NO! ONNA! I'M NOT DOING THIS! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME DO THIS, ONNA! NO!"
Vegeta tried to run out of the room but Bulma grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.
"And why not?" said Bulma a bit angrily.
"Drive those low-class idiots around the world?! Woman, you ARE insane!"
"Oh, come on, Vegeta! Nappa isn't low-class, you said it yourself, he's an elite!"
Vegeta rolled his eyes. "And he's an idiot! I'd rather look at Kakarot's family photos than be stuck in the car with Nappa!"
"So you can't handle what some low-classes could?"
That did it. "Of course I can!"
"Then prove it."
"Well...well, who says the idiots will agree to go?"
"You're their prince. If you command them, they'll have to go."
He was beaten, and he knew it. "Woman..."
"Come on. I'll make it worth your while." She flashed him a saucy smile.
"Oh, all right."
"That's the prince I know and love. We'll plan this tomorrow. Now, hit the lights and show Princess Bulma what you're made of."
***
The next day, Vegeta gathered with the non-Saiyans to determine what the Saiyans should see and experience in order to get acclimated to Earth. Vegeta didn't really pay attention, he just let his thoughts meander to the misery he would be experiencing soon. Whenever an inquiry was directed at him, he just mumbled "mm."
*Well, it can't be that long. Just a few days, a week at most. Then I can distance myself from those idiots for a long while.*
"Ok Vegeta, we've finished planning out the trip!" Bulma's voice snapped him out of his trance.
"Good! How long will it be?"
"According to this chart, um...180 days."
***
The next thing Vegeta knew, he was lying in the hospital wing while Kuririn was sending jolts of ki energy through his heart, much like a defibrilator.
"W-what happened?"
"Vegeta! Everyone, Vegeta's alive!" Kuririn shouted to everyone else, who was standing around nervously.
Bulma ran over and embraced him tightly. "Oh, Vegeta! We thought you were dead!"
"What happened?"
"You just dropped unconscious as soon as we said the trip would take 180 days--"
***
"Ah! What was that?"
"You just had a blackout! Vegeta, you've got to learn to accept the fact that you'll be out on the road with them for 180 days!"
Everyone held their breath. Vegeta didn't blackout this time, though he did feel a bit woozy. He'd finally learned to handle it.
"I...I didn't even know there were enough things to look at on this planet for 18 days! But 180?!"
"Vegeta, the only things you like to look at are the all-you-can-eat buffets! There's more to Earth than restaurants! All of us chose a few locations we thought they should go to, and it added up to 180 days!"
"Baka...by then the Namekian Dragonballs will be ready again...and I won't even be here for the contest...too bad, if I could, I'd wish those three back to hell."
"I'll pretend I didn't hear that."
***
Kakarot agreed quite eagerly to the trip; he thought it sounded like fun. The others...were a bit more hesitant.
***
"A 180 DAY ROAD TRIP?! TO LEARN ABOUT THIS WRETCHED PLANET?!" Bardock, Raditz, and Nappa yelled.
"I don't like it anymore than you! But we have no choice. Now, as your, prince, I am commanding you to come!"
"But if you don't like it, then...who's making you...?" Nappa puzzled.
Raditz burst out laughing. "Your mate! By Freeza's horns, I bet that's it! Your mate's making you do this!"
Bardock began to snicker.
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP OR I'LL KILL YOU ALL!"
They shut up.
***
Over the next few days, the preparations for the road trip were made. Bulma showed Vegeta the route that had been planned out for them. She offered to make hotel reservations, but he had turned them down, saying that the Saiyans could sleep in the car.
Chi-Chi and Bulma had, of course, done all the packing; their husbands had no idea how. They had found the perfect aircar to take. It was more of an air-minivan, really.
***
Finally, the day arrived. Vegeta got in the driver's seat.
"Shotgun!" Kakarot yelled happily, climbing in beside him.
Bardock took the middle row of seats, while Nappa and Raditz took the last one. Gohan finished loading the sparse amounts of luggage into the trunk.
"Don't forget, you'll be using the Capsule Corp. account, so you have basically all the money you need. Now get out there and have a good time. See you in 180 days. I love you!" Bulma gave Vegeta a small kiss on the cheek.
"...love you too..." Vegeta muttered as the others in the car laughed. Vegeta started the engine.
"I swear, Chi-Chi, they've only been here two days and already these Saiyans are starting to get on my nerves. Even Vegeta wasn't this bad when he first started living here."
"Well, Vegeta had something to occupy him. First the training, then you."
Bulma laughed. "True, true. And how's Bardock?"
"Uhh. Bardock. It seems like every other second he's mentioning his Saiyan pride or Saiyan strength or Saiyan something or other. What these guys really need is some time to get used to Earth."
Bulma finished her sentence. "And out of our hair?"
"Exactly." She chuckled. "A road trip, or something."
"Oh, that'd be a brilliant move. Send three Saiyans totally unused to Earth out on the road by themselves. No, someone would have to go with them."
"Well, I don't think we should send anyone like Kuririn or Kamesen'nin."
"You're right. It should be a Saiyan thing. Would Goku go?"
"If I talked to him about it. But he can't drive. Neither can these Saiyans. So who would drive?"
It only took about a second to decide, really.
***
"NO! ONNA! I'M NOT DOING THIS! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME DO THIS, ONNA! NO!"
Vegeta tried to run out of the room but Bulma grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.
"And why not?" said Bulma a bit angrily.
"Drive those low-class idiots around the world?! Woman, you ARE insane!"
"Oh, come on, Vegeta! Nappa isn't low-class, you said it yourself, he's an elite!"
Vegeta rolled his eyes. "And he's an idiot! I'd rather look at Kakarot's family photos than be stuck in the car with Nappa!"
"So you can't handle what some low-classes could?"
That did it. "Of course I can!"
"Then prove it."
"Well...well, who says the idiots will agree to go?"
"You're their prince. If you command them, they'll have to go."
He was beaten, and he knew it. "Woman..."
"Come on. I'll make it worth your while." She flashed him a saucy smile.
"Oh, all right."
"That's the prince I know and love. We'll plan this tomorrow. Now, hit the lights and show Princess Bulma what you're made of."
***
The next day, Vegeta gathered with the non-Saiyans to determine what the Saiyans should see and experience in order to get acclimated to Earth. Vegeta didn't really pay attention, he just let his thoughts meander to the misery he would be experiencing soon. Whenever an inquiry was directed at him, he just mumbled "mm."
*Well, it can't be that long. Just a few days, a week at most. Then I can distance myself from those idiots for a long while.*
"Ok Vegeta, we've finished planning out the trip!" Bulma's voice snapped him out of his trance.
"Good! How long will it be?"
"According to this chart, um...180 days."
***
The next thing Vegeta knew, he was lying in the hospital wing while Kuririn was sending jolts of ki energy through his heart, much like a defibrilator.
"W-what happened?"
"Vegeta! Everyone, Vegeta's alive!" Kuririn shouted to everyone else, who was standing around nervously.
Bulma ran over and embraced him tightly. "Oh, Vegeta! We thought you were dead!"
"What happened?"
"You just dropped unconscious as soon as we said the trip would take 180 days--"
***
"Ah! What was that?"
"You just had a blackout! Vegeta, you've got to learn to accept the fact that you'll be out on the road with them for 180 days!"
Everyone held their breath. Vegeta didn't blackout this time, though he did feel a bit woozy. He'd finally learned to handle it.
"I...I didn't even know there were enough things to look at on this planet for 18 days! But 180?!"
"Vegeta, the only things you like to look at are the all-you-can-eat buffets! There's more to Earth than restaurants! All of us chose a few locations we thought they should go to, and it added up to 180 days!"
"Baka...by then the Namekian Dragonballs will be ready again...and I won't even be here for the contest...too bad, if I could, I'd wish those three back to hell."
"I'll pretend I didn't hear that."
***
Kakarot agreed quite eagerly to the trip; he thought it sounded like fun. The others...were a bit more hesitant.
***
"A 180 DAY ROAD TRIP?! TO LEARN ABOUT THIS WRETCHED PLANET?!" Bardock, Raditz, and Nappa yelled.
"I don't like it anymore than you! But we have no choice. Now, as your, prince, I am commanding you to come!"
"But if you don't like it, then...who's making you...?" Nappa puzzled.
Raditz burst out laughing. "Your mate! By Freeza's horns, I bet that's it! Your mate's making you do this!"
Bardock began to snicker.
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP OR I'LL KILL YOU ALL!"
They shut up.
***
Over the next few days, the preparations for the road trip were made. Bulma showed Vegeta the route that had been planned out for them. She offered to make hotel reservations, but he had turned them down, saying that the Saiyans could sleep in the car.
Chi-Chi and Bulma had, of course, done all the packing; their husbands had no idea how. They had found the perfect aircar to take. It was more of an air-minivan, really.
***
Finally, the day arrived. Vegeta got in the driver's seat.
"Shotgun!" Kakarot yelled happily, climbing in beside him.
Bardock took the middle row of seats, while Nappa and Raditz took the last one. Gohan finished loading the sparse amounts of luggage into the trunk.
"Don't forget, you'll be using the Capsule Corp. account, so you have basically all the money you need. Now get out there and have a good time. See you in 180 days. I love you!" Bulma gave Vegeta a small kiss on the cheek.
"...love you too..." Vegeta muttered as the others in the car laughed. Vegeta started the engine.