Greetings! It's me again! Man, don't I ever go away? Hmm,. Doesn't seem that way to me,.. oh well.
Tell you what, I've got the second part form 'HAZARDOUS!' For you! It's not half as lemony as the title would suggest,.. though there's a bit implied.
Well, I though it was funny, anyway. So I just wanted to share this. ;)
Oh, right I do not own DB! Don't sue me, course I don't have a lawyer either *sniff * sad, isn't that?
Again, Vegita was in his gravity room. Again trying to make Super-Saiyi-jin.
And, again, failing MISERABLY!
"Kuso, kuso, KU -(pant)- SO!"
He was sick of it, but that wasn't helping the training either.
Alright; so this wasn't working.
Rubbing at his nose-bridge, he lowered himself to the ground and went over his mental checklist again.
Gravity-machine.
-Check, and humming at 200 times normal earth grav.
Training.
-Check.
Saiyi-jin warrior.
-Present and willing.
Two months of time.
-WAY past that.
So what did Kakaroth have he didn't?
Maybe he needed to be travelling through space for it to work,..
-"No, no, NO! you stupid baka! You're way off track there."
Sighing, he relented. All this training was beginning to be an obsession with him. He needed to get out and have a brake, have some fun.
Saiyi-jins have no fun you say?
They don't go out?
Wrong!
He used to go out and have fun all the time. .
But that seemed a live-time ago.
Well, it was.
Literally; it had been before he died.
Before he'd arrived on earth for the very first time, he'd gone out and had some good fun.
Ah yes. He remembered.
Just him and Nappa, having some good old-fashion Saiyi-jin style fun.
Fun with those dumb bug-creatures and their stupid tyrant.
Fun with their stupid arena and stupid elite guards.
And, lost of fun with their giant-under-the ground.
Then, to top things off and making it a perfect day out, that baka resistance leader telling him: 'he was their hero'.
Those were the days.
What ever had possessed him to kill Nappa like that anyway? True enough, the guy was a brain-dead idiot; a disgrace to the Saiyi-jin race.
But at least he knew how to have fun.
"oh well."
He told himself as he grabbed a towel and started wiping the sweat off his face and chest, "What's done is done. Besides, I don't need Nappa to have fun."
He didn't.
Vegeta knew exactly where he'd go. There was a city right outside Capsule Corp.
Chikyu city or whatever they called it.
He could have good fun there.
Lots of shopping malls, burger-kings, Mac-Donald's drive-inns and other annoying places where he usually tried not to get stuck.
He smiled.
It wasn't as good as blowing up the whole planet, but right now it sounded absolutely wonderful.
Mind made up, he grabbed his shirt and walked out the door. After all, who was going to stop him? The Z-fighters? Feh.
They might just give him a tongue-lashing after he was done, maybe even gang up on him.
He smirked. Yes, that could be fun.
"Oooh! There you are!" Cried a delighted shrieking-voice.
Vegeta jumped. It was her!
What?
No!
NO! Not that one! Not the loud-mouthed good-looking one with the weak boy-friend!
The other one!
The blonde one.
THE MOTHER!
Eyes twitching a little, he slowly turned to face her.
Sure enough, there was that innocently smiling face, big eyes closed in delight as she held something that seemed to be a pitcher of liquid.
The sheer picture of a dumb blond.
BUT! Vegeta wasn't fooled! The woman knew more then she let on!
How else did she always manage to be at the wrong place at the wrong time?
How else did she always manage to 'accidentally' run into him when he was up to something?
Like the time he'd been checking out the space-ship? Just when he'd been considering not waiting around for Kakaroth and just blast off right then, SHE had shown up on the communicator.
And that hadn't been the only time!
Oh, no.
Vegeta was sure she had secret camera's following his every move.
She just had to.
The woman giggled at him.
Giggled! Nobody ever giggled at the prince of Saiyi-jins.
It was like making a death-wish.
But the woman didn't seem suicidal. Just sure he wouldn't blast her.
Only one creature he'd ever known to be sure of that. Freeza.
But the woman didn't have any unfathomable power hidden inside her.
Did she?
"I made you some lemonade. I just know how much you love your lemon-aid."
Again?
What was this woman's thing with lemons?
"You look like you can use it too, all worked up and sweaty like you are."
Turning a little pale, the prince of Saiyi-jins practically tore his shirt over his head.
"Baka, I am not! Now take your stupid lemon-"
No, why bother.
She'd just keep nagging him till he gave in. Couldn't blast her.
Mustn't blast her.
She was the only one in the entire house-hold that knew remotely how to cook.
Without a second thought, he grabbed the pitcher, goggled the contents down and shoved it back into her hands.
"There. All gone. Now will you please get the fuck lost? I've got things to do."
She giggled again.
He really hated it when she did that.
"I just bet you are hungry too, a big Saiyi-jin must have a lot of appetite."
-" Nanni?!
Will you leave me be! Don't you have a mate to go bother?"
That stupid smile again.
It rivalled Kakaroth's, and he really hadn't thought that possible.
"Oh, you mean Dr Briefs. Well, he's at work again. Won't be home for hours, but you're right. I am a married woman. Though, if not for that –and if I was about my daughter's age,.."
-"I AM NOT HUNGRY AND I DON'T WANT ANYTHING! NOW GET your BAKA FACE OUT OF MY SIGHT!"
He stood there fuming, but the female still didn't seem to notice. She couldn't possibly really be this stupid, could she?
Were all Chikyu women crazy? Seemed that way.
Kakaroth's mate? Check!
This one? def!
The daughter? Worse, if possible.
Abruptly, Ms Brief's expression went from closed-eyes ditz-mode to a stupid wide-eyed shock. "Oh, dear!"
Vegeta growled. Mustn't kill,... Only edible food,
"Oh dear, WHAT?"
-"Look! You're bleeding!" the retard-woman (or, pretending to be retarded woman) pointed at his head, so Vegeta pulled a hand past his brow.
It came back bloody.
He smirked.
"Must've cut myself with that last Ki-blast."
-"Oh, dear! Well, nothing to worry about."
And Ms Briefs grabbed him by the arm and started tugging him along.
"My daughter's right down in the lab, and she's an expert medic too; medical degree and everything. Isn't she the smartest little girl?"
-"Nanni!? I don't believe this! Stop your prodding woman!"
The prince tried to pull loose, but it seemed the only way to do that would be to break the woman's arm. Couldn't have that. Women can't cook without arms,..
He could wail about it, though.
"It's just a little cut. Leave me be!
Get AWAY!!!"