Destrution.
Disclaimer: Does anyone really read these? Well in any case I only own what's not in this fic. If you sue me, all I have to say is, your loss.
" I HATE YOU YAMCHA!" Bulma cried. She had gone to get some snacks, when she returned she saw Yamcha flirting with yet another girl.
But as it was, he was her ride home and she had no choice but to put up with him until they got to her house.
Silence was eminent throughout the ride.
Bulma occupied herself by looking out the passenger side window, when something caught her eye.
Turns out it was a button.
I wonder what this is. Bulma thought, pushing it.
*^ . ^* *^ . ^* *^ . ^* *^ . ^*
"Uh, Bulma? You owe me a new car."
Author's note: There are already way to many B/V get togethers, I just wanted something to blow up.
