Chapter 8 cont.



Don't own DBZ.



The arena has not gotten over the fact that Bulma, a human, not a saiyan, but a human is about to win the pageant. This will be the first time in history that a non-saiyan female will the next queen. Everyone who placed their bet on Bulma earlier that day, were lucky at they had took the risk and chose her.

"Man I gotta hand it to you Vegeta, that Bulma's got spunk." Kakarrot mentioned, during his small break from eating. "One more round like that, and she'll win the whole thing." he then added.

"Why do you think I let her take part in this stupid competition, I knew she would finish first. Otherwise, I would have killed my father already and as king, changed the stupid tradition." Vegeta said, as a matter of factly.

"You mean you would kill your own father just to keep her?" Kakarrot asked, looking totally confused.

"Of course." Vegeta replied, nonchalantly. "If that's what it all comes down to."

"Man, talk about trifling! Oh well." Kakarrot then continued to munch on his goodies.

The servants had everything all set for the intelligence round. The Candidates were returning to their waiting areas, when the announcer begins to speak. "May I have your attention please? The last and final round will be the Intelligence competition. This competition will be based on how much you candidates know about saiyan history. Now if you ladies would please go to the podiums containing your names," Bulma and the other candidates proceeded to their designated areas. "there you will find a buzzer, which you will use to ring in. I will give you all a question in the form of an answer, and you will answer in the form of a question. Each correct answer will be worth 5 pts, if wrong -5 pts. There will be a total of 50 questions, if there are not any questions, we will now begin." Bulma was a nervous, but just a little. She had read the entire book about Saiyan History, and she memorized it all. Tomora, on the other hand was very confident she had this round, thinking Bulma didn't know anything about their history. 'This will give me the win for sure!' she thought.

"Alright the first answer .. The full title, including number, that Prince Vegeta will possess, when he succeeds the throne." All Five candidates tried to ring in, but Bulma beat them all. "Bulma?" the announcer called, which angered Tomora, causing her to almost crush her buzzer.

"What is King Vegeta XVII?" Bulma replied.

"Correct." She was correct, this motivated Bulma, extinguishing her nervousness. She smirked and prepared her buzzer for the next question.

"The former name of Vegetasei." This time Tomora buzzed in.

"What is Plant?" She said smirking over to Bulma.

"I'm sorry that's wrong, anyone else."

"What do you mean that's wrong." She said, suddenly removing the smirk.

"I mean it's wrong, anybody?" the announcer asked, looking around. "Ah, Bulma?" Bulma had beaten the rest of the females to the punch.

"What is Plantzzzzz?" Bulma said, stressing the z, keeping her eyes on Tomora.

"Right."

Tomora was so embarrassed; she could believe Bulma was making her look stupid in front of her own people, about her own history. This continued throughout the entire round. They were almost finished and the crowd was impressed with Bulma's knowledge on Saiyan History. She was on fire, she had answered 48 questions, stomping the other candidates. "We are now down to the last 2 questions." Said the announcer. "Every 3,000 years one of these emerges, Prince Vegeta is said to be the next." Being of no surprise to the announcer, Bulma was the first to ring in. "~sigh~ B u l m a." He said, as if were tired of calling on her.

"What is a Super Saiyan?"

"Correct.~sigh~ and now for the final question (answer) the one thing you can never take from a saiyan.. ~sigh~ Yes Bulma."

"What is his pride?"

"Right ~phew!!!~ And that's it for the final competition!!! I would like to congratulate all the candidates for great job they've done, but there can only be one winner, who will be the next Queen of Vegetasei. Prince Vegeta, would you please come up here?" Vegeta got up from his seat and walked over to the announcer, Kakarrot dropped his snacks and tagged along, carrying something that resembled a necklace with him. The candidates came and stood before him in the order in which they were picked. Vegeta took the necklace, that Kakarrot was carrying and held it up, like he was about to put it on someone. The announcer then began to speak again. "With an outstanding and record score of 380.5, the winner and next Queen of Vegetasei is.. Bulma of Chikyuu!" the crowd was cheering as they stood on their feet. Bulma walked pass all of the Candidates, glaring a Tomora especially, and stood directly in front of Vegeta.

"Bulma of Chikyuu, you are rewarded this golden chain holding, the stone of Vegetasei (which resembled a large ruby), which symbolizes that officially designates you as my mate and the next queen." Vegeta said fastening the necklace around her. He then took her for a passionate kiss. Tomora was outraged by this and without thinking, she suddenly charged at the couple. She was in mid-air when a ki blast knocked her to the floor. Everyone, including our famous couple, was staring down at Tomora in shock, who had a pool of blood around her. They then looked over in the direction that the blast came from, to see King Vegeta, who was still holding his hand in the blast position.

"I was growing tired of her insolence." He said. The silence in the arena was then broken with loud cheers as Vegeta and Bulma continued their kiss.







I know, what a dull ending or should I end this or what?