To Eat or Not to Eat?

Chapter Eleven

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Outside in the humid heat, a ruby haired female and a group of men were strolling at a slow pace toward Capsule Corporation.

"Miss, are you sure this is the right place?" A chubby, pale man holding a camera asked suspiciously.

The woman glanced at him with narrow slits for a moment, then continued to walk toward the door, "Of course this is the place! Don't question me; you're nothing but a mere cameraman. I am one of 'Z TV's finest reporters." She glanced at her watch on her wrist. I can't believe I have to do such a pathetic story, who do they think I am?

The photographers and other reporters gathered around the doorway while the woman with the red hair picked up her sleek microphone and turned to face them.

"On 3...2...1," the man with the camera screamed after pressing the crimson button on his camera, "GO! WE'RE LIVE"

Everything was quiet, all except the arrogant female speaking. "Hello everyone! I am Aecile Yi and this is your afternoon news on Z TV. As many of you all can remember, yesterday we aired a story about a high speed chase around Satan City. The two mad men, named are named Son Goku and Vegeta, were almost literally breaking the sound barrier . Unfortunately, these criminals were bailed out the same day by their wives. Who knows what these two will do next!? That is why I am here to do a follow up report where I will sit down with the dangerous duo and ask them about their motives."

She turned to an angle and was now facing the main entrance to the home. After ringing the bell a few times, she stopped and waited. Please be home! I'll look like an idiot on live TV if no one answers.

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Back at 'Kame House', Master Roshi was sitting on the couch, his eyes were wide and glued to the television. Spread around him were previously read magazines and empty cans of root bear. Ah happy days!

Turtle slowly crawled into the little entertainment area, "Master, what do you think you're doing! You shouldn't be watching the TV so closely, you'll get brainwashed!"

The old man continued to stare as if he was hypnotized; mouth drooling all the while, "Be quiet Turtle! My favorite show 'Wanda's Workout' is on and I think all of their clothes shrunk!" He giddily replied.

Abruptly Piccolo, Tien, and Chaozu strode inside the little hut. Tien walked over and sat down on the shadowy sofa; pushing away all of Master Roshi's 'novels' onto the floor. Chaozu floated near him.

"Thanks for letting us spar on your little island," Chaozu politely said.

Tien glared at the old hermit's magazines and inwardly sighed, "You're STILL looking at these!? No matter how old you get, you never change your disgusting ways. Still the perverted king of the world, ne?"

Piccolo was standing in the back, arms crossed across his chest, eyes closed. He snorted and replied, "The sad part is that he is proud of it."

A minute later, Krillin strolled in and stood by the television, "You know Master Roshi, if you're going to watch an exercise show at least work out with them. That's the whole point!"

The hermit broke his intense gaze away, "WHAT? I DO work out! I work out my eyes by watching them!" A grin over came his wrinkly face.

He needs to be taught a lesson! Krillin grabbed the remote off of the table and flipped through the channels, "Kami! ALL of these channels have nothing but women on them!"

Master Roshi began to nervously laugh, "Well what did you expect? Those were the only programs they had that I liked."

In the back, Piccolo was scowling, One of these days, I'm going to pound that guy senseless.

"Ah! Here is a decent channel!" the bald headed man threw the remote across the room and sat down.

Master Roshi almost flew out of his chair, "KRILLIN! What are you doing! I'm missing my show! I don't want to watch an old hag reporting about some stupid thing that doesn't effect me!" I should lock the doors next time to keep them out.

"Maybe you'll get lucky and something interesting will show today," he replied.

Chaozu floated around and sat on the edge of the furniture, "I have a feeling something strange is going to happen...I'm not sure what it is though..."

"Um...Master, I think you need to get your eyes checked again. That news girl doesn't look like a old hag to me," yelled Tien.

What is he talking about? The turtle hermit slowly turned around to face the TV, a wicked smile was written all over his face. "Hot Diggity! A cute reporter girl! I should watch this show more often, why didn't you tell me there were women like this on the news!?"

Everyone in the room began to sweat drop. Oh kami...he needs some mental help...

Piccolo unexpectedly ran in front of the television and barked, "Will you SHUT the hell up for at least a few minutes and watch the news! I'm this close to blowing this island of the map!" When he finished speaking, the Namekian sauntered back to his previous spot in the back of the room.

Wow...he's mad. I guess I should be quiet. I don't want to see if he's bluffing. The Hermit and everyone else silently watched the woman with the long crimson hair do her report.

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Vegeta was slowly walking toward the door, his vision was still cloudy, Damn eyesight is screwing up now! Kakarot and his mate probably put a curse on me! I'm beginning to feel cold all of a sudden!

*DING DONG* The doorbell rings were now growing louder. The Prince began to laugh, That has to be Bulma, she's so impatient! Baka! Probably forgot the keys again. I should leave her out like that and not open the door. He began to think about this for a moment. No, I'll do that another time when I get over this sickness.

He reached for the golden knob and turned it slowly.

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Chichi finally raced into the guest room to meet Goku and Bulma sitting on the sofa.

"What took you so long?" the Saiya-jin asked calmly.

"Oh nothing just looking around the house that's all," the black haired female answered nervously. I know Goku will believe that but what about Bulma?

Bulma glanced at her skeptically, She's sure is in a good mood all of a sudden.... "Why are you smiling so cruelly Chi? Is something wrong?"

The other woman was taken off guard from her comment, I didn't know I was grinning "No! Not at all! By the way, when do you think that Sleeping Ugly is going to wake up from his slumber?"

Bulma glanced at her watch on left wrist, "Hmm...I'd say in about 2 more hours or so. Why the sudden interest?" She's up to something...

Wait that can't be right! This is Vegeta we're talking about here! "Hey Bulma, is that statistic that you just gave based on an average HUMAN and not a SAIYA-JIN!?" Goku yelled, wide eyed in apprehension.

Oh Kami! He's right! All hell is going to break loose now! "Yes! That would mean that he would be waking up right about..."

"WOMAN!!!" A familiar pompous Prince's voice could be recognized.

"That's him! Come on!" Goku teleported to his location while the other duo sprinted toward the noise.

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Trunks and Goten where now sitting on the bed staring at the navy carpet.

"I can't believe you dropped the camera Goten. I barely got to use it! You're so clumsy!"

Goten began to place his hand behind his head, "Uh..I'm sorry Trunks. Hey maybe we can watch what is recording and then we can find it!"

"Okay but I think it fell in my mom's clothes so its going to show no movement at all." He walked toward the television and turned it on. A moving screen appeared.

"Hey Trunks! The picture is changing! The camera must have fell in your mom's black dress on accident! We can go and get it now!"

The lilac haired boy stared at the TV shocked, "My mom and your mother weren't wearing any black dresses Goten today...Who could this be then....?"

The little Saiya-jin squatted in a thinking pose, "Maybe it was the boogieman or a burglar?"

"I don't know but I intend to find out!" Trunks opened his organized closet door and took out a camcorder; he threw it directly at Goten, "You can tape what I do and I know you can't loose this camera. It's too big. Today and yesterday were weird so we're going to make a documentary!"

"A docuwhat!?" He asked puzzled.

"Never mind just record me and come downstairs!"

Goten glared at the device in his hands and turned it on. This is going to be fun! He ran after Trunks down the corridor toward the stairs.

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He slowly opened the door to be greeted by a herd of reporters.

"Hello Madam. I am Aecile Yi from 'Z TV' news. Do you happen to know where the men of the house, Son Goku and Vegeta may be?"

Vegeta's jaw drooped in shock but that look quickly changed into one of pure rage, "WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE YOU DITZ! I AM the Great Prince of the Saiya-jin race. I'm Vegeta damnit!"

Huh? How dare she speak to ME like that! She began to squint harder. Wait a minute he does kind of look and sound like him, "Sorry then. I never knew that you like to dress up as a woman in your spare time."

She then turned to her crew and hollered, "Hey make sure you get a close up on him!" I can see the headlines now 'The Prince's little Secret Revealed' I'll be rich!

"WHAT? Kisama!" he spat out in total hatred.

She pointed toward his clothes. The Saiya-jin glanced down surprised at what he saw. KUSO! I'm wearing a dress! Who put these crappy shoes on me!? No wonder I felt taller...

As he wiped the sweat away from his forehead, he noticed a golden shine rubbed off on it. DAMNIT! What is this? make up!? He rubbed his hand across his face again and some powder came on to it. Shimatta! I've had enough of this! He formed a small ki blast in his palm and flung it at the crowd, knocking them 50 yards away.

"WOMAN!! Someone is going to pay for this! KAKAROT!" he stormed inside. "WHERE ARE YOU ALL!"

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Everyone in the room was in shock including Picoolo.

"Did you just see what I saw......?" The hermit asked slowly.

"Yes...that was disturbing..."Krillin added

Chaozu replied "VERY disturbing"

Tien rubbed his eyes, "Now I've seen everything! Vegeta in a dress with makeup on! I'm going to have nightmares now."

Piccolo chucked a bit, "By the look on his face when that reporter told him what he was wearing. I think he was forced into this. I've known him for a while and I know he wouldn't do something like that. He has too much pride."

"That's true. I think we should go over there right now to settle things out," Master Roshi began to stand up but was halted by the Namekian, "No, not now. He's going to be in a bad mood. Go tomorrow then."

Everyone silently nodded in approval. Tomorrow...

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"What is the meaning of this!" The Prince screamed, " I can understand why I'm wearing this sleazy dress BUT I NEVER agreed to wear these high heels or this pitiful make up! I just got embarrassed outside on LIVE TV in front of all of Japan, hell all of the galaxy! I have lost most of my dignity damnit!"

"Make up? I've never handled that before," Goku replied. He's mad...

"Goku and I left together to go and sit in the guest room until you woke up, and Chichi...she was...ALL ALONE in the room!" They all stared at the shadowy haired female.

"Kisama! Hmph. I should have know that you would do such a cowardly act. If you weren't mated to that bakayarou over there then I would have blown you to pieces!" sheer detestation filled his voice.

"Well you CAN'T now quit complaining PRINCESS!" she retorted.

Abruptly, the two chibi Saiya-jins ran down the stairs. Trunks stopped at the bottom when noticing the adults. I hope everything is okay...

Goten was too busy playing with the buttons on the camera to notice anyone; he ran into Trunks, toppling both of them to the hard tilling.

"Ouch! Get off me baka!"

"Oops! Sorry Trunks!" he stood up and innocently looked at everyone. "Wow...I never knew your father was a cross dresser! You know yesterday, how I said that I wanted to be like him, well I take that back now," he whispered in his friend's ear.

"WHAT! I heard that you brat! I was FORCED into this by your sick minded father!" the Prince screamed.

"But Vegeta, I didn't force-"

His reply was cut short, "Shut up Kakarot!"

"Oh okay! I see now! Never mind then!" Goten picked up his camcorder and began recording.

Bulma took charge, "Okay Vegeta go and wash your face, Chichi and Goku go in the kitchen and make lunch, and Trunks and Goten just play outside for now."

The group obeyed her without resistance and went their own ways.

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Vegeta glared at his reflection, "KAMI! Look at what the witch did to my beautiful face! She even put a flowery bow in my hair!" He ripped the barrette from his flamed hair and threw it in the trash. Kuso!

He quickly grabbed some soap and scrubbed the make up and dirt off. He glanced at his reflection once again and smirked, "Now that's what a Saiya-jin Prince's face looks like!"

He now was looking at his feet, Damn platform shoes! He took them off and tossed them behind him, breaking a few windows all the while. At least this dress isn't purple.

Vegeta walked into the living room, laid down on the couch and began to meditate, pondering about his life. How did I end up like this!? This place has changed me...damn

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*DING DONG* The doorbell was ringing once again. Bulma sprinted across and unlocked it, Who is it now?

"*Hiccup* Hiiii Buullmaa! Got aaanny fiirrsstt aiiiidd? *hiccup* I kind of got in a fiiggghht toooday!" Yaumcha was standing there, with bloodshot eyes and a bruised cheek. He was wearing a plain shirt that appeared to have stains on it and blue jeans.

"Have you been drinking? Come on in!"

"I don't knoooooow *hic* I ordered some juice. I think the baaaarrtendeeer got my order mixed uupp. I can't remember anything afrteeer! *hiccup*" He almost collapsed walking in.

"Oh Kami! Stay here while I get some bandages!" She raced off toward the east wing of Capsule Corporation.

Man I feel dizzy! He began to survey his surroundings and spotted someone lying on the couch wearing a dress. Good thing Vegeta isn't here! That must be one of Bulma's coworkers! She looks kind of cute...I guess I'll go wake her up! This has to be my lucky day!

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: O.O Poor Vegeta! Things are going to change for the better for him in while. I like to thank all of the reviewers for their support. ^_^ I'm really sorry for not updating, there was too much going on and I couldn't find time to type. Gomen nasai! Sorry again! ^^() Well, this is one of the strangest chapters yet...O_o PLEASE REVIEW! Thanks =)

-Angel of Anime-

PS: My heart goes out to all of the grieving people in NYC and across America. Be strong. Like they say "United we stand, Divided we fall" We'll get through this...