Chapter three
"Well, this looks like a nice place to me. What do you think?" Bulma asked. They were in front of a Mexican restaurant. Vegeta took a good look at it and after a few seconds he made his decision. "As long as they have food." He said. "Duh!" Bulma murmured and got out of the car, Vegeta soon followed and they went inside.
"A table for two please." Bulma said to the servant. "Right this way!" he said and brought them to a beautiful table in a corner, it was lit by candlelight and it had a nice view over a fountain. "It's perfect." Bulma said to him and sat down. Vegeta looked not impressed but also sat down. "Isn't this romantic!" said Bulma excited. Vegeta looked angry at her and gave his answer by blowing out the candlelight.
"You'll never change." Sighed Bulma and began to read the menu. A few minutes later the waiter came to take their orders. "I'll take 'the meat from the grill for four persons'." Said Bulma. "I'll take that too." Vegeta said. The waiter looked at the two and then walked back to the kitchen.
"Is there something wrong with you?" Vegeta asked while they were eating. "Worried about me?" Bulma asked. "NO! It's just that there's nobody to fix the gravity room if you're sick. "My father can fix it." "Yes, but he is always on holiday." "Well, don't worry about it because I'm not sick, I feel great!" Bulma said. They finished their dinner and decided to take a last red wine. Suddenly music began to play and people began dancing. "Come on! Let's dance!" Bulma proposed. "NO!" "What's the matter? Can't dance?" Bulma laughed. "I can dance!" "I have to see before I believe!" at this Vegeta growled but stood up and began to walk toward the dance-floor with Bulma following him.
They danced on three songs and then went back to their seats. "Wow! You're indeed a good dancer Vegeta!" exclaimed Bulma. Vegeta growled in response. 'Maybe I can growl too!' thought Bulma and tried "GRRRROWW!!" Vegeta was shocked but Bulma was too. "Wow! I can growl too!" Bulma yelled. "H.. How?" Vegeta asked. "I'm not telling you!" Bulma giggled.
Vegeta took a sip of his wine, "How could you possibly have changed so much in such a short time.. Wait! Please don't tell me you're pregnant or something!"
Bulma's eyes grew wide, "No, I'm not pregnant! And would you care if I was?" she asked. "Yes! I don't want a brat around and especially not a brat from that blasted human, what's his name again? Oh yeah Yamcha." He answered. Bulma giggled again but then sighed "Don't worry then, he doesn't want me anymore if he finds out." She murmured. "Finds out what?!". "It's a secret!" "Tell me woman, or I'll blast your ugly face into very tiny pieces! And then it will be uglier than it is now, if that's even possible…" "I love you too!" Vegeta remained silent. "I think you didn't understand, woman…" started Vegeta. "Oh, I understood it alright! And I feel the same for you. Maybe I should break up with Yamcha…" "WHAT??? DO YOU CHOOSE YAMCHA OVER ME?! I… I…" "You're what?" "None of your concern woman!".
"Eh… Excuse me sir, but eh… could you please get off of the table, because we don't want to have tables that are broken." Bulma started laughing. "You really think the table can break under the weight of a teeny weeny little man?! You must be joking, right?" "Well… well…" The waiter turned red and ran away. "Eh… check please!" yelled Bulma. The waiter came back with the check. Bulma gave her credit card and a minute later she and Vegeta stood outside. "Well, that was nice, wasn't it?" Bulma didn't give Vegeta any time to answer. "But I'm still kinda hungry… Let's buy some ice-cream!" Vegeta gave her a puzzled look. "You sure? You really aren't pregnant? Maybe we better buy one of those tests… Just to make sure!" "NO I'M NOT PREGNANT!!! GRRRROW!!!" The people on the sidewalk looked at her. "WHAT?!" she yelled at them. Then they all walked on. Bulma grabbed Vegeta's arm and dragged him to the ice cafe. "I'll take the biggest coupe, with all flavors, nuts, chocolate sprinkles, and whipped cream! Want something too Veggie-chan?" "Same…" It was quiet for a minute, because he was too surprised to say anything else. But then: "WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?!" But Bulma had her mouth full of ice cream, which the woman behind the counter had put in front of her. Then Vegetas face was hid behind a giant ice coupe too. He wolfed it down, and saw that Bulma had finished hers too. "Let's go!" Bulma paid, and left. Vegeta followed her. "What's wrong with you woman? You eat like me, you growl like me…? Do you have some kind of obsession with me?! Because if you do… I'd have to kill you, you know, I cannot tolerate this kind of behavior."
Liked this part? I wrote this part together with the No part of Nino… But she only did the last bit… I think the last chapter should be up on Sunday, but if I don't have enough time it will be up on Friday because I'll be going on a holiday! Yay!! Yippee!!!
In the next chapter, Yamcha is coming to the CC and finds out the truth about Bulma!!! TUNUNUUUUUUU!
Please!!! Revieuw!!! I just loooove revieuws!!!
"Well, this looks like a nice place to me. What do you think?" Bulma asked. They were in front of a Mexican restaurant. Vegeta took a good look at it and after a few seconds he made his decision. "As long as they have food." He said. "Duh!" Bulma murmured and got out of the car, Vegeta soon followed and they went inside.
"A table for two please." Bulma said to the servant. "Right this way!" he said and brought them to a beautiful table in a corner, it was lit by candlelight and it had a nice view over a fountain. "It's perfect." Bulma said to him and sat down. Vegeta looked not impressed but also sat down. "Isn't this romantic!" said Bulma excited. Vegeta looked angry at her and gave his answer by blowing out the candlelight.
"You'll never change." Sighed Bulma and began to read the menu. A few minutes later the waiter came to take their orders. "I'll take 'the meat from the grill for four persons'." Said Bulma. "I'll take that too." Vegeta said. The waiter looked at the two and then walked back to the kitchen.
"Is there something wrong with you?" Vegeta asked while they were eating. "Worried about me?" Bulma asked. "NO! It's just that there's nobody to fix the gravity room if you're sick. "My father can fix it." "Yes, but he is always on holiday." "Well, don't worry about it because I'm not sick, I feel great!" Bulma said. They finished their dinner and decided to take a last red wine. Suddenly music began to play and people began dancing. "Come on! Let's dance!" Bulma proposed. "NO!" "What's the matter? Can't dance?" Bulma laughed. "I can dance!" "I have to see before I believe!" at this Vegeta growled but stood up and began to walk toward the dance-floor with Bulma following him.
They danced on three songs and then went back to their seats. "Wow! You're indeed a good dancer Vegeta!" exclaimed Bulma. Vegeta growled in response. 'Maybe I can growl too!' thought Bulma and tried "GRRRROWW!!" Vegeta was shocked but Bulma was too. "Wow! I can growl too!" Bulma yelled. "H.. How?" Vegeta asked. "I'm not telling you!" Bulma giggled.
Vegeta took a sip of his wine, "How could you possibly have changed so much in such a short time.. Wait! Please don't tell me you're pregnant or something!"
Bulma's eyes grew wide, "No, I'm not pregnant! And would you care if I was?" she asked. "Yes! I don't want a brat around and especially not a brat from that blasted human, what's his name again? Oh yeah Yamcha." He answered. Bulma giggled again but then sighed "Don't worry then, he doesn't want me anymore if he finds out." She murmured. "Finds out what?!". "It's a secret!" "Tell me woman, or I'll blast your ugly face into very tiny pieces! And then it will be uglier than it is now, if that's even possible…" "I love you too!" Vegeta remained silent. "I think you didn't understand, woman…" started Vegeta. "Oh, I understood it alright! And I feel the same for you. Maybe I should break up with Yamcha…" "WHAT??? DO YOU CHOOSE YAMCHA OVER ME?! I… I…" "You're what?" "None of your concern woman!".
"Eh… Excuse me sir, but eh… could you please get off of the table, because we don't want to have tables that are broken." Bulma started laughing. "You really think the table can break under the weight of a teeny weeny little man?! You must be joking, right?" "Well… well…" The waiter turned red and ran away. "Eh… check please!" yelled Bulma. The waiter came back with the check. Bulma gave her credit card and a minute later she and Vegeta stood outside. "Well, that was nice, wasn't it?" Bulma didn't give Vegeta any time to answer. "But I'm still kinda hungry… Let's buy some ice-cream!" Vegeta gave her a puzzled look. "You sure? You really aren't pregnant? Maybe we better buy one of those tests… Just to make sure!" "NO I'M NOT PREGNANT!!! GRRRROW!!!" The people on the sidewalk looked at her. "WHAT?!" she yelled at them. Then they all walked on. Bulma grabbed Vegeta's arm and dragged him to the ice cafe. "I'll take the biggest coupe, with all flavors, nuts, chocolate sprinkles, and whipped cream! Want something too Veggie-chan?" "Same…" It was quiet for a minute, because he was too surprised to say anything else. But then: "WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?!" But Bulma had her mouth full of ice cream, which the woman behind the counter had put in front of her. Then Vegetas face was hid behind a giant ice coupe too. He wolfed it down, and saw that Bulma had finished hers too. "Let's go!" Bulma paid, and left. Vegeta followed her. "What's wrong with you woman? You eat like me, you growl like me…? Do you have some kind of obsession with me?! Because if you do… I'd have to kill you, you know, I cannot tolerate this kind of behavior."
Liked this part? I wrote this part together with the No part of Nino… But she only did the last bit… I think the last chapter should be up on Sunday, but if I don't have enough time it will be up on Friday because I'll be going on a holiday! Yay!! Yippee!!!
In the next chapter, Yamcha is coming to the CC and finds out the truth about Bulma!!! TUNUNUUUUUUU!
Please!!! Revieuw!!! I just loooove revieuws!!!