To Eat or Not to Eat?
Chapter Nine
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Goku was about to walk towards his youngest child's bedroom when the phone began to loudly ring.
Hmm...I wonder who could that be..? He cautiously picked up the red receiver.
"Kakarot?" the voice on the other line gruffly asked.
"Oh hey Vegeta! I haven't seen you in a LONG time! How's life?" he cheerfully replied.
What an idiot! "Baka! You just saw me yesterday! Nothing new has happened. Now I ORDER you to come over to my estate NOW! And bring my brat along too!"
Goku's mouth dropped; he stared at the clock, "Are you sure! I mean don't you think it's kind of early!? The boys haven't slept at ALL!"
"Hmph. It's not my fault the brats didn't want to get some sleep. Now don't question your almighty Prince. Get your ass over here IMMEDIATELY!" he screamed; then abruptly hanged up.
Yikes! He sure is cranky! I better get them then.
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Goten threw a fluffy pillow at Trunks, "It's ALL your fault! You thought up the idea to do the blasts! Now I'm gonna get yelled at and forced to study by mom!"
The lavender haired boy easily dodged the cushion, "Hey don't blame this all on ME! You agreed to it REMEMBER!? And besides, I'm going to get in A LOT more punishment from my dad when he finds out I helped your father," he began to frown.
The other Saiya-jin began to laugh, almost falling of the top bunk bed, "Oh yeah that's right! You're really screwed now! Your dad is going to beat you senseless just like last time! And I thought I had it bad!"
Trunks's frown got even deeper remembering the large beating he received when he had helped Goku win one of his sparring matches against his father, "Don't remind me..." His sad face turned one of anxiety when he heard someone knocking, "Someone's coming! Hurry pretend you're asleep!"
The duo jumped under the cotton covers and quickly shut their eyes. Please Kami, don't let it not be my mom at the door...Goten prayed.
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I could have sworn I heard them talking. The Saiya-jin shrugged his shoulders and tapped once more. Still no response. They must be sleeping. I guess I'll just walk in then.
The door began to squeak as he entered the little room.
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The two were shaking with fright under the covers. Please whoever this is. Make them go away! Trunks thought. I wish I never spent the night here!
Suddenly the sheets were pulled off the bed. The Saiya-jin children started screaming in response, not opening their eyes. If I can't see him, then maybe he's not there!
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"AAHHHH!" Goku jumped back in shock. "Hey why are you all yelling for!? It's me! Everything's okay!"
Goten was the first to open his eyes, "Dad!" He raced into his father's embrace, "I thought you were mom!"
Trunks opened his eyes upon hearing their voices, "Phew! It's only you Goku!"
He grinned in response, "The one the only. Why do you look so down Trunks?"
The lilac haired boy attempted to smile but could not, "Well my dad is going to literally kill me when he finds out I helped you from losing the bet."
The eldest Saiya-jin laid his large hand on Trunk's small shoulder, "Don't worry about it. I bet he doesn't even know about it," he stopped and stared at both boys, "I never knew I ate in my sleep. Thanks for saving me!"
"No problem Dad but I'm worried about what Mom is going to do to me for blowing up the kitchen," Goten quietly said while staring at the wooden floor.
"You guys need to relax! You all are too young to be worrying about things like this! Don't worry Goten, I'll do something about the kitchen later and Trunks cheer up! I've known your Dad for a long time, he most likely forgot about you helping me already," He warmly smiled.
I guess he's right, Goku hardly ever lies about thing, "Okay but I wish Chichi hadn't called my mom last night..."
"Oh...speaking of that, Vegeta did call asking...no commanding me to take you home as soon as possible."
Trunks's mouth dropped in fear. Oh no! Dad must know! He would NEVER call Goku!
Noticing the boy's apprehension, he rapidly added, "Goten can come along with us when we go there."
Trunks sighed in relief. Goten beamed, "I'll be your bodyguard Trunks! No one can get you with me protecting you!"
The other Saiya-jin chuckled, "Okay but you know I'm stronger than you Goten. What's going to happen to your mom though? Won't she be mad when she finds out she's alone in the house?"
Goku placed his arm behind his head, "I guess we'll have to bring her along too then."
I was hoping he wouldn't say that, Trunks thought, My dad and Goten's mom in the same house! Kami! Who knows what's going to happen! This is going to be interesting...
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"Bulma WAKE UP!" Vegeta screamed as loud as he could manage in her ear.
What's his problem! She took a pillow covered her head, "Go AWAY Vegeta! I'm still tired!"
He was growing frustrated, "WAKE THE HELL UP NOW! Kakarot will be here any moment and I need breakfast ready before he arrives!" With ease he picked up the large bed, making her roll onto the carpet.
"Hey you dumb jerk! I was getting up in a minute! Couldn't you have waited and be patient for once in your life!?" she shrieked while getting up from the floor.
"NEVER! The Prince of all Saiya-jins should not be forced to wait for anything!" he snapped back.
"Prince of all Saiya-jins! Ha! It's more like Prince of all Primates," Bulma whispered to herself while changing into sapphire blouse and skirt.
"What did you call me?" Vegeta emerged in front of her in his cerulean armor.
She smiled lightly, "Nothing VEGGIE!"
"WOMAN! I told you NOT to call me that ever again! I am Royalty! I am the Pri--" he stopped and caught the lamp Bulma had thrown at him in midair.
Kuso! He caught it! At least he shut up for a while.
Vegeta smirked, "Not bad. You almost got me. Alas you're always too slow...weakling!"
"WEAKLING!? Excuse me! If I didn't love you as much as I do, you would be out of this house for GOOD!" she yelled; eyes flaring up with rage.
He grinned evilly, "Of course you love me, how could ANYONE hate this sexy body of mine!" She knows I'm right!
Bulma rolled her eyes, "Get over yourself! Do you know what modesty is Vegeta?"
This is really going to piss her off, "Modesty? What's that? Some type of fruit?" he asked innocently.
"You're IMPOSSIBLE! Conceited baka!" She stormed off into the kitchen to prepare breakfast. I can't believe him!
Vegeta began to wildly laugh, Me being humble! That will never happen! Why should I not show off my talents? I am the greatest, I have to remind everyone all the time about that.
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Goku quietly went to his bedroom and gently picked up his wife.
"AAHHHH!" She instinctively punched him in the jaw. He almost dropped her.
"Ouch Chichi! It's just me" he said sweetly.
"You scared me to death! I thought you were some sort of criminal or something!" she screamed.
"Oh sorry, I'm kind of in a hurry. I'm going to teleport us over to Bulma's house right now."
"Good but put me down first," she ordered. I'm going to give Bulma a piece of my mind.
Trunks and Goten walked up towards the two adults. "Okay, everyone just touch my arm or something and concentrate. We'll be there in a matter of seconds."
Just as he had promised they disappeared into thin air.
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"There! Are you happy now your high ass?" She slammed down another plate down on the metal table, "50 pancakes, 70 waffles, 10 omelets, and who knows how many of these I have!? You owe me big for this! I hate cooking!"
"You despise to cook because you simply suck at it!" was his only comment.
"Actually I'm pretty good at it. I'll let you on in a little secret Vegeta. I purposely cook your meals awful so you would think I'm a horrible chef and would stop bugging me about making you food. Fooled you didn't I? I'm a genius after all!" Bulma grinned at the Prince's shocked face.
"WHAT!? You mean to tell me you've been PURPOSELY cooking CRAP for me for Kami knows how long when you actually can make decent food!?"
Bulma nodded, trying to hold back a laugh, "You should NEVER underestimate Bulma Briefs! I'm the best at whatever I set my mind to. You should know that by now."
Shimatta! I should have known that she was capable of cooking better! He scowled. Where is that bakayarou!?
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They reappeared in the living room of Capsule Corp. Mmmm...something smells good!
Chichi stormed into the kitchen; they followed her in. "BULMA! You need to punish your kid NOW!"
"Huh? What did he do?"
"HE BLEW UP MY KITCHEN!" she screamed.
"What!? Trunks is this true!?" Bulma asked, shocked completely.
The lavender haired boy nodded, looking at the ground; not trying to make eye contact.
"Good job brat! You're finally starting to act like me. All of those beatings I gave to you were worth it! Next time blow up the witch's ENTIRE house!" Vegeta yelled.
Trunks smiled, I guess he doesn't know! Thank Kami!
"Vegeta! Watch what you say! Trunks go to your room and Goten go with him!" Bulma barked.
The two kids did as they were told and marched into their room.
"You need to shut up you monkey or I'll hit you!" Chichi screamed angrily.
Vegeta laughed, "Monkey? What an original insult!" his voice was filled with total sarcasm, "So you're going to hit me are you demon woman? With what? Your pathetic frying pan! Unlike your mate, I fear no one."
Chichi was fuming, "Go to HELL! I HATE you!"
He smirked in response, "I already have been to hell. Don't worry, the feeling is mutual."
How could someone LOVE him!? "Next time STAY THERE!"
Yikes! I should change the subject soon before they start throwing things, Goku pondered. "Hey something smells good Bulma! I'm hungry. Did you ALL of this?"
"Yeah, now come and eat everyone. It's getting cold." At least they stopped arguing.
All four adults were seated. Everyone was consuming food; except Goku.
"Goku EAT something! Bulma made all this food and you're just going to sit there like an idiot! That's bad manners!" Chichi hollered while chewing some waffles.
Bulma replied, "It's okay Chi. He can't anyway."
Goku was beginning to feel guilty, "Vegeta, how much time till this bet is over?"
The Prince glanced at the stopwatch that he kept under his armor. KUSO!!!! HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE! I THOUGHT I HAD MORE TIME THAN THAT! "There's 12 more hours Kakarot."
"TWELVE MORE HOURS! Come one Vegeta! Even I'm not that stupid! How much time is REALLY left?"
Damnit! It didn't work, "Fine there's only 5 more minutes left! But don't get all excited. You're going to lose!"
FIVE MORE MINUTES! Yes! He began to smile goofily.
The Saiya-jin prince began to chew on a pancake. This actually tastes good. He began to slowly lick the sweet brown syrup off his fingertips, while moaning in pleasure.
Everyone around the table stopped eating and stared at him. What the heck is he doing!? I didn't know he liked syrup THAT much. "Vegeta? Are you..ok?" his mate asked suspiciously.
He ignored her question and glanced at the stopwatch once more. SHIT! Only 30 more seconds left! Time is passing more quickly all of a sudden!
"Kakarot OPEN your mouth NOW!" he screamed.
"Huh? Why? Okay.." Goku opened his mouth as wide as he could. Wonder why he wants me to do this?
Vegeta swiftly threw a biscuit into the other Saiya-jin's mouth and slammed shut his mouth, "SWALLOW DAMNIT! SWALLOW!"
Ten more seconds were remaing..9...8..7...
What!? NO I won't let this happen! I've come to far! Goku spit the object out as fast as he could; it splattered against the wall. *BEEP* The stopwatch went off.
"NOOOOOOO!!! HOW COULD I LOSE TO A WORTHLESS BAKA LIKE YOU!" Vegeta's anger rose rapidly, he quickly transformed into a Super Saiya-jin. He was surrounded in a warm, golden aura.
Chichi and Bulma ran into the living room to be safe. He's scaring me!
"I'M A PRINCE! I WAS SUPPOSE TO WIN! YOU KAKAROT ARE A 3RD CLASS IDIOT! YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO LOSE!" Vegeta was breathing deeply and returned to his normal form.
Gosh! I feel sorry for him, "Maybe we BOTH can win? You get what you want and so do I. Agreed?"
Vegeta shot a deadly look at him, "I have enough dignity left within my blood that I would not accept that proposal! It would be dishonorable. You won the bet fairly unfortunately. Your Prince commends you. You have proven to me that you are not a weakling. Don't expect me to say what I have just stated to you ever again!"
Wow...that's THE nicest thing he has ever said to me! Goku nodded, "Aren't you forgetting something?"
He looked up, "What now?"
Goku smiled nervously, "Since I won the bet and all...I was just wondering what type of a...dress you want to wear!" He placed a hand behind his head once more and laughed uneasily.
Vegeta gritted his teeth, "Don't remind me..." The strongest warrior in the universe is going to be reduced to wear women's garments! How the hell did that happen? My father would be laughing in his grave if he ever saw me. I should kill them all but I gave them my word. Damnit! I have officially reached a new low today...
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AUTHOR'S NOTE: *dodges fruit being thrown at her* I'm really sorry! I know some of you wanted Vegeta to win the bet!
This would have been out earlier but when I first typed it up it accidentally got deleted somehow -_- (that's why it's so bad) This story is becoming stranger each chapter @_@ Don't worry, it isn't over for a while ^_^
Okay, this is probably going to be the weirdest question asked but here it goes *clears throat* I was just wondering what color and type of dress you reviewers would like to see Vegeta in? ^^; (I write for you guys!) Thanks for your support! Keep Reviewing! ja ne! ^.~
-Angel of Anime-
