Before Vegeta was able to go on a search for Bulma someone had the audacity to knock on the door. A quick glance at Bulma's mom assured him she wasn't going to answer the door, so with a sigh he walked over to it and yanked it open. He wasn't being nice or anything(come on, this is Vegeta we're talking about!) he was just faintly curious. Upon opening the door though, he saw to his vague surprise Goku and latched to his arm a distraught looking Chi-Chi. Vegeta took one look at the two and slammed the door, walking away with a bored look on his face.
The hunger gnawing at his stomach was getting more than he could bear and instead of looking for Bulma he went straight for the kitchen. An ear-piercing "Vegeta!" told him the visiting couple had managed to get inside the house. Vegeta ignored them and instead began raiding the refrigerator. Amazingly enough instead of following him and yelling at him some more as was Chi-Chi's perpetual habit he heard her mutter something not very lady-like to Goku and then heard nothing at all. Vegeta shrugged and commenced pulling out all sorts of edible goodies for his never-ending pit of a stomach.
In the living room Chi-Chi and Goku offered a few whispered condolences to Bulma's mother which resulted in nothing but a wane smile and a confusing "No thank you, I love this show." Goku seemed about to argue the fact that there was nothing on the TV when Chi-Chi tugged forcefully on his arm and led him towards the stairs. From that vantage point both could see into the kitchen and caught a glimpse of the mighty Saiy-jin prince fighting what seemed a loosing battle against soft bread and hardened butter. Chi-Chi's eyes narrowed and seemed about to say something when Goku made a helpless sign, attempting to remind her of the reason they were here. Chi-Chi nodded, shrugging, turned around and both headed up the stairs.
A small robot, about ankle high and very shiny was buzzing about the upstairs hallway, meticulously cleaning away any dust particles that dared seep in under door ways and opened windows. A loud crash from the direction of the kitchen announced to all that Vegeta was having little luck with the mayonnaise. With an offended shriek the little robot sped off towards the kitchen in what seemed like a futile attempt to keep that area of the house clean. Chi-Chi imagined with Vegeta fixing his own meals it seemed very unlikely that the robot was going to have an easy time of it. Moments later another crash and a few curses spat in the Saiy-jin language confirmed Chi-Chi's suspicion.
After a few steps both Chi-Chi and Goku stood in front of Bulma's door, neither really sure of what to do... should they announce themselves or should they just walk in? Before they could decide the decision was yanked right from under them. Bulma opened the door and seemed intent on going somewhere other then where she was when she noticed that there were people standing in front of her. With a small gasp she quickly closed the front of her robe and backed up a bit, allowing the two space to enter her room. Bulma blushed a bit then gave a helpless smile, a smile that had something in it, something it never had before but would always have for the rest of her life.
Chi-Chi gave a soft moan as though something were hurting her very deeply and
practically pounced on Bulma, wrapping her in a hug that seemed to choke what little air she had in her lungs. Before she could protest though Chi-Chi immediately let go and switch her hold from around her friends body to simply around her wrist and with a slight tug pulled her over to Bulma's messy bed. Bulma seemed to collapse on the bed and before Chi-Chi had a chance to settle herself comfortably Bulma had her arms around her and was crying like one could only cry to a best friend. Goku kept quite, his usually cheerful face was strangely serious, he settled on a rolling chair and simply sat there, not really sure what was going on but sure it wasn't good.
Not long had passed when Bulma finally calmed down, he pulled away from Chi-Chi and shrugged helplessly. "I guess I just never saw it coming... that's all..." Chi-Chi nodded and was about to ask her for exact details when she stopped. Both pair of female eyes landed on the unsuspecting Goku, pleading him wordlessly to leave them alone. Catching the hint Goku left, deciding he'd go downstairs and have a chat with Vegeta. Sheesh, everyone was so touchy today! Alone in the room Chi-Chi and Bulma immediately began talking in that quick way only women know and can manage successfully.
Ignorant to all that was going on(well he always seems to be ignorant of all that's going on!) Goku managed to reach the kitchen with little fuss and silently settled himself on a chair, watching Vegeta curiously. Vegeta seemed to be struggling in an attempt to fit and entire sandwich in the toaster. "Blasted earthling cookware... who the hell is stupid enough to come up with things this complicated for such a menial task?!" Goku took one look and the struggling prince and broke down laughing.
Vegeta glared at his relatively good counter part and sneered, "And what is it that's so funny Kakarot?" Goku shook his head, winding his way around the counter took the sandwich from Vegeta and proceeded in taking it apart, all which was met with protesting screeches from Vegeta, "Do you have any idea how long it took me to put that together?!" Goku shrugged, "Look, you put this in here -alone- and press this little thingy here... presto!" Goku gave a puzzled(more than usual) glance at an entire ham he had taken from inside the bread, "Erm... shouldn't you cut that Vegeta?" Vegeta practically had an attack, "I can make a sandwich, I definitely don't need your help Kakarot... I can do anything better then you anyways." Vegeta gave him a sneer that would have been deadly to anyone else, Goku shrugged it off and left, joining Bulma's mother in the living room. He sat for a while then started talking to her about something or another.
Upstairs Bulma was pouring out the entire story to Chi-Chi. "I thought it would have made him happy! I never imagined..." She shrugged again, a habit she seemed to be taking advantage of. "When I found out I waited a while, I wasn't sure so I officially took a test... and I was right! I was so happy I rushed home and told mom before she had managed to open the door all the way... she was so happy for me..." Here the blue haired vixen sighed, "Afterwards I went in and called Yamcha, and told him that instead of going out we were going to eat in... that there
was something very special I had to tell him..."
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Bulma had dressed in the best dress she owned, made herself out to look as perfect as she could. A quick glance in the mirror assured her that she had never looked so stunning. When the doorbell rang she had raced down the stairs and managed to compose herself only slightly before she opened the door. Yamcha was wearing a simple outfit of jeans and a shirt but Bulma didn't care, at the moment he looked to be the most wonderful guy on earth.
Earlier on that day Bulma had cooked a wonderful meal, and both settled down to eat. Yamcha seemed enthralled at all the attention he was getting. The night was going on beautifully until they had finished their meal. Bulma then leaned over and whispered that she had to tell him something very special...
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"I told him I was pregnant... I thought he would be ecstatic... oh he was ecstatic all right..." Bulma's words caught in her throat, she shook her head in an attempt to fight back the tears. Chi-Chi decided to step in before another crying fest began. "Well what exactly did he say?" Bulma looked up at her sighing softly, "He said he didn't want it.. to get rid of it or he'd get rid of me.." Chi-Chi seemed shocked though she had expected something like that from someone as rebellious and untamable as Yamcha, "Well? What happened next?" Bulma seemed to have to force the words out of her mouth, "I did what he told me to do..." Now Chi-Chi -was- shocked. "You aborted?!" Instead of weakening in the quake of Chi-Chi's rage Bulma straightened her back and met her best friends scream with a small amount of dignity. "I did what I had to do..."
Chi-Chi shook her head, all the time staring at Bulma, "So then what now? Okay you decided to get rid of it... then why did you call me over here in tears? You did what you said you had to do... there's nothing to cry about!" Bulma shook her head, "No you don't understand, I got rid of it.. and I told Yamcha afterwards... but he said he never expected me to go through with it... he gave me the ultimatum... so that it would be easier to break up with me..." The last words were said in a whisper as she stared down at her hands, almost not believing what she was saying. "Oh honey..." it was all Chi-Chi could say to her friend, she reached out a hand and patted Bulma's who took in a shuddering breath and looked up at her. "Yeah... but I'll live..." Bulma glanced around the room and caught sight of the clock. "Ooh Chi-Chi... it's almost three... you should be going... I'm sorry I kept you here so long." Chi-Chi shook her head and hugged Bulma and promised to be back soon.
Downstairs the kitchen was in a mess, and there were short little flames spurting out of the toaster. A shriek from Bulma's father, who had just entered, informed the majority of the house that something happened. Bulma's mother continued chatting mindlessly to Goku although he wasn't sitting next to her. Goku had run in the direction of the kitchen but was stopped and basically pulled out of the house by an exiting Chi-Chi. Dr. Briefs pulled the plug out of the wall and proceeded turning the toaster upside down, shaking the burning pieces of toast out of the contraption. Vegeta, who had been sitting nearby by chewing on some sausage links looked up with an expectant look on his face and asked, "Well... is it ready yet?"