Here comes chapter two peeps. Again I don't own dragonball z. AnimeFan owns nothing, except her own wild
imagination, and I'm not even sure I want to admit to owning that.
Veggies, Plums, and BlueBerries
Ch. 2: Illussions of the Mind
Vegeta is gonna be damned if he's gonna let that blue haired baca escape his wrath. He takes off and flies
into their front yard, barely missing a head on collision with Dr. Briefs.
"Vegeta, what is going on?"
"I'm gonna kill your daughter if it's the last thing I do on this measley little planet!" Vegeta bellows at the
startled man whose ears are now ringing.
"Well… Try not to torture her for too long before you kill her. I would hate for her final moments on this earth
to be filled with overwhelming terror and pain. After all she is my daughter and I have to look out for her best
interests." The eternally confused man told the enraged prince.
"Don't bet on it old man!" Vegeta yelled at him as visions of a screaming Bulma danced in his head.
"Well all right then, if there's nothing I can do to stop you."
"Oh but please try, it would be very fulfilling to kill both you and your daughter." The arrogant saiyan told the
scientist as he flew off to hunt down his prey. He had just flown around a toy store when he saw her distinct
blue hair in the distance.
'Hah! She's got her back turned. Doesn't she know she should never turn her back on an advesary who's
superior in both skill and intellect.' Slowly Vegeta krept towards the still silent figure. As he drew closer he
attempted to wrap his arms around her waist to squeeze the life out of her, only to have his hands pass right
through the transparent figure. Started at this unexpected change of events he looses his balance and ends up
falling on his ass. In the distance he can hear a slightly diabolical laugh with a definite feminine ring.
'Damn that WOMAN! What on earth is going on?'
Bulma couldn't help but laugh at the surprise on his face and the hand that reached down to rub his now sore
but. He sure didn't look to proud now, he only looked pissed. But little did the proud prince know that the clever
manipulator had laid a trap by projecting her image using various holograms that had been planted in different
locations throughout the city. All she had to do was sit back and enjoy the show. By the end of the day the once
proud saiyan was going to be begging for her forgiveness and some ice. However, the ultimate surprise was still
to come.
Vegeta had spent the day chasing holograms and falling on his ass, he had realized long ago that she had laid a
trap for him, but the possibility that one of these holograms was the real witch was too tempting to resist. And yep
there's another one. Off in the distance next to the large AT&T Building Bulma was standing looking up at the sky.
'That witch better be watching the skies, if I get a hold of her she is gonna suffer the ultimate wrath of a super saiyan
prince.' He draws nearer and attempts to disintegrate her whole body, heart, and soul with one of his famous ki blasts
but finds that strangely he can't move. Slowly his eyes lower to the sidewalk, which he is standing on, only to realize
that it's not a sidewalk at all, but he's walked into wet cement. As the cement hardens his anger flows white hot. He
can feel the sudden burst of energy as he transforms into a super saiyan. The cement that had been holding him back
now cracks and flies off in various directions allowing him his freedom to continue searching for his victim.
The day is slowly coming to a close as the sun sets beyond the horizon. His eyes are not focused on the beautiful
scene however, they're distracted by a figure hovering under a weeping willow tree. He creeps over and attempts to
punch her lights out only to see stars as he connects not with Bulma but with the sturdy trunk of the tree. He lets out
a yelp and his feet are dragged out from underneath him and he's left hanging in the air.
"WOMAN!"
"You rang my darling Veggie!" Bulma calmly replies as she steps up to the dangling siayan, left helpless by her clever
schemes.
"YOU GET ME OUT OF THIS TREE NOW WOMAN!!"
"I'll let you down after you tell me what I want to hear!"
"What are you talking about?" Vegeta asks her, perplexed by her statement as the blood flows to his head.
"Come on Vegeta. You know what I'm talking about, I know you can say it. After all you are the prince of saiyans.
Nothing is beyond you, except maybe surpassing Goku."
"Let me down you BLUEBERRY!"
"VEGETA! That is not what I want to hear! Now stop acting stupid. Oh wait a minute you are stupid. All right Vegeta I'll
explain this in a way even you can understand. I want you to say I'm Sorry." Bulma replied to the powerless Vegeta.
"Why should I apologize to you. You're the annoying baca who started all this."
"Now Vegeta I'd be careful if I were you, I could just leave you hanging up here until the sun melts your pride and you're
willing to apologize to me."
"You think I can't get down by myself. I just choose not to." Vegeta replies to her, knowing full well that he can't but
unwilling to admit this weakness to the crazy witch.
"Let me hear those five words Vegeta. I AM VERY SORRY BULMA!"
"Fine woman I'm sorry! NOW LET ME DOWN FROM THIS INFERNAL TREE!" Vegeta snapped.
"There you go Vegeta, now that wasn't so hard was it?" Bulma replied to him sweetly as she cut the rope that kept him
dangling, and for the umpteenth time that day Vegeta falls on his ass.
"All right Vegeta let's head back to the house, we're both exhausted and I need to take a look at that hand. Did you
break it?" Bulma asked the man, once she noticed the blood oozing from his hand.
"I DON"T NEED YOUR HELP WOMAN! And I'm not really sorry, I just said that so I can get away from your insane
chatter. Do you ever shut up?" Vegeta told the woman irritated, he was actually touched by her concern but was unwilling
to show it, afraid that it might be viewed as weak.
"Vegeta if you don't allow someone to look at your hand and help you it might not heal properly and you may never be
able to fight with it again!" Bulma told the saiyan as she reached for his hand. She was exasperated by his pride and his
constant need to push away all those who attempted to help him.
Vegeta was surprised by Bulma's boldness and concern. He had never realized how soft her hands actually were.
imagination, and I'm not even sure I want to admit to owning that.
Veggies, Plums, and BlueBerries
Ch. 2: Illussions of the Mind
Vegeta is gonna be damned if he's gonna let that blue haired baca escape his wrath. He takes off and flies
into their front yard, barely missing a head on collision with Dr. Briefs.
"Vegeta, what is going on?"
"I'm gonna kill your daughter if it's the last thing I do on this measley little planet!" Vegeta bellows at the
startled man whose ears are now ringing.
"Well… Try not to torture her for too long before you kill her. I would hate for her final moments on this earth
to be filled with overwhelming terror and pain. After all she is my daughter and I have to look out for her best
interests." The eternally confused man told the enraged prince.
"Don't bet on it old man!" Vegeta yelled at him as visions of a screaming Bulma danced in his head.
"Well all right then, if there's nothing I can do to stop you."
"Oh but please try, it would be very fulfilling to kill both you and your daughter." The arrogant saiyan told the
scientist as he flew off to hunt down his prey. He had just flown around a toy store when he saw her distinct
blue hair in the distance.
'Hah! She's got her back turned. Doesn't she know she should never turn her back on an advesary who's
superior in both skill and intellect.' Slowly Vegeta krept towards the still silent figure. As he drew closer he
attempted to wrap his arms around her waist to squeeze the life out of her, only to have his hands pass right
through the transparent figure. Started at this unexpected change of events he looses his balance and ends up
falling on his ass. In the distance he can hear a slightly diabolical laugh with a definite feminine ring.
'Damn that WOMAN! What on earth is going on?'
Bulma couldn't help but laugh at the surprise on his face and the hand that reached down to rub his now sore
but. He sure didn't look to proud now, he only looked pissed. But little did the proud prince know that the clever
manipulator had laid a trap by projecting her image using various holograms that had been planted in different
locations throughout the city. All she had to do was sit back and enjoy the show. By the end of the day the once
proud saiyan was going to be begging for her forgiveness and some ice. However, the ultimate surprise was still
to come.
Vegeta had spent the day chasing holograms and falling on his ass, he had realized long ago that she had laid a
trap for him, but the possibility that one of these holograms was the real witch was too tempting to resist. And yep
there's another one. Off in the distance next to the large AT&T Building Bulma was standing looking up at the sky.
'That witch better be watching the skies, if I get a hold of her she is gonna suffer the ultimate wrath of a super saiyan
prince.' He draws nearer and attempts to disintegrate her whole body, heart, and soul with one of his famous ki blasts
but finds that strangely he can't move. Slowly his eyes lower to the sidewalk, which he is standing on, only to realize
that it's not a sidewalk at all, but he's walked into wet cement. As the cement hardens his anger flows white hot. He
can feel the sudden burst of energy as he transforms into a super saiyan. The cement that had been holding him back
now cracks and flies off in various directions allowing him his freedom to continue searching for his victim.
The day is slowly coming to a close as the sun sets beyond the horizon. His eyes are not focused on the beautiful
scene however, they're distracted by a figure hovering under a weeping willow tree. He creeps over and attempts to
punch her lights out only to see stars as he connects not with Bulma but with the sturdy trunk of the tree. He lets out
a yelp and his feet are dragged out from underneath him and he's left hanging in the air.
"WOMAN!"
"You rang my darling Veggie!" Bulma calmly replies as she steps up to the dangling siayan, left helpless by her clever
schemes.
"YOU GET ME OUT OF THIS TREE NOW WOMAN!!"
"I'll let you down after you tell me what I want to hear!"
"What are you talking about?" Vegeta asks her, perplexed by her statement as the blood flows to his head.
"Come on Vegeta. You know what I'm talking about, I know you can say it. After all you are the prince of saiyans.
Nothing is beyond you, except maybe surpassing Goku."
"Let me down you BLUEBERRY!"
"VEGETA! That is not what I want to hear! Now stop acting stupid. Oh wait a minute you are stupid. All right Vegeta I'll
explain this in a way even you can understand. I want you to say I'm Sorry." Bulma replied to the powerless Vegeta.
"Why should I apologize to you. You're the annoying baca who started all this."
"Now Vegeta I'd be careful if I were you, I could just leave you hanging up here until the sun melts your pride and you're
willing to apologize to me."
"You think I can't get down by myself. I just choose not to." Vegeta replies to her, knowing full well that he can't but
unwilling to admit this weakness to the crazy witch.
"Let me hear those five words Vegeta. I AM VERY SORRY BULMA!"
"Fine woman I'm sorry! NOW LET ME DOWN FROM THIS INFERNAL TREE!" Vegeta snapped.
"There you go Vegeta, now that wasn't so hard was it?" Bulma replied to him sweetly as she cut the rope that kept him
dangling, and for the umpteenth time that day Vegeta falls on his ass.
"All right Vegeta let's head back to the house, we're both exhausted and I need to take a look at that hand. Did you
break it?" Bulma asked the man, once she noticed the blood oozing from his hand.
"I DON"T NEED YOUR HELP WOMAN! And I'm not really sorry, I just said that so I can get away from your insane
chatter. Do you ever shut up?" Vegeta told the woman irritated, he was actually touched by her concern but was unwilling
to show it, afraid that it might be viewed as weak.
"Vegeta if you don't allow someone to look at your hand and help you it might not heal properly and you may never be
able to fight with it again!" Bulma told the saiyan as she reached for his hand. She was exasperated by his pride and his
constant need to push away all those who attempted to help him.
Vegeta was surprised by Bulma's boldness and concern. He had never realized how soft her hands actually were.