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A/N: Hi! How are you? Fine? Ok? Ok. I am really bored right now so most of the time when I'm bored it always results in writing but then I don't get bored anymore because my story is cool. Hehe. Holy balls, it's freezing in here! Brr! Onward flasher! Hehe…
Oh the weather outside is frightful, and fire is so delightful. And since there's no place to go…let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow! (snow…come on…oh please? Just a little bit? Just a few little tiny flakes? At least some???!!!??? Snow for me? Please? COME ON! *mumbles* damn stupid weather…)
Chapter Thirteen
Bulma rapped on the door quietly. "Jenni? You in there?"
"Yeah, come on in." Bulma opened the door and sat next to Jenni. She was laying on her bed. "What?"
"Well, like you said I went to that lake place last night and it was beautiful and all but…" Jenni held up a hand.
"Don't say another word. Vegeta told me all about it." Bulma turned red.
"Everything?"
"Everything. And don't worry, I got in a few blows about how mean that was for him to scare you like that."
"Uh, thanks, I guess. But why did you tell both of us to go there?" Jenni's eyes widened.
"How did you know that?" Bulma grinned and crossed her arms.
"I didn't, you just told me." Jenni snorted and playfully punched Bulma in the arm. "For real though, why did you tell us to go there?" Jenni shrugged.
"I just don't like to see you guys so sad all the time, that's all." Bulma raised an eyebrow.
"What do you mean? Sad? Vegeta was sad?" Jenni nodded.
"Yeah, he was sulking like a bump on a log." Bulma giggled but stopped when Jenni commented, "So where you." Bulma stuck out her tongue.
"Yeah, right." Bulma crossed her legs on the bed and put her chin in her hands and her elbows on her knees. "So, what has Vegeta said about me anyway?" Jenni shrugged mysteriously.
"Oh, just…things." Now Bulma snorted.
"Oh for Kami's sake, Jen, I'm serious. Has he said anything about me?" Jenni got off the bed and walked over to the door. Just before she left she said,
"Why don't you ask him yourself?" Bulma narrowed her eyes and humphed.
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"There!" Bulma announced triumphantly to the rest of the lab. "I'm finished!" She held up her creation and a few workers raised their eyebrows.
One even had the courage to ask, "What…uh…is it?" Bulma put it down and rested her hands on her hips.
"You people couldn't find water if you fell out of a boat." Another worker snorted and they all started back to their work.
"Saiyans…" Bulma mumbled and put her creation on her little shelf of trinkets. There where multi-purpose radios and heated slippers and a cup that made coffee by itself, not to mention a few solar powered pens and even a little flying alarm clock. Bulma had to cut a fuse on that one because it kept flying around her desk and would sit on her head from time to time.
Something about putting her newest invention on that shelf didn't seem right. After all, it wasn't quiet done yet. She took it off and looked at it. Every few moments the solution would bubble or sizzle. She needed to find something to put it in.
"What is that?" Vegeta asked as he walked into the lab. Bulma ignored him. She sat down and began rummaging through her desk to find something to store her solution in. "What is that?" he asked again, not getting the hint to leave.
"Nothing. What do you want." She stated, grumbling to herself about stupid princes that don't mind their own business.
"Woman, I want that gravity machine of yours upgraded." Bulma looked up from her work and raised an eyebrow.
"Already? Kami, have you been in there since I showed it to you?"
"It's none of your concern but yes."
"Good god. Well, fine, when I have the time…" Vegeta shook his head.
"No, now." Bulma sighed.
"Vegeta, I have things to do!" He crossed his arms.
"Like what? Play with that nasty liquid of yours?" Bulma narrowed her eyes.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I do."
"What is that crap?" Bulma took it and put it in her drawer.
"I said it's nothing. You don't mess with my business, and I don't mess in yours. Fine, I'll upgrade your stupid GR."
It turned out that Vegeta only wanted a few things adjusted. He wanted the gravity to function at 500 and he wanted a shower in it. Bulma was quiet the whole time, thinking of her little liquid she had made in the lab.
"Uh," she moaned, getting up off her stomach after she was done with the last few adjustments. She cracked her back and then crossed her arms. "I'm done. I'll send the floor plans to a few workers for the shower. Now don't bother me again." Vegeta ignored her comment and went to go 'examine' her work. If it isn't good enough for him, tough cookies. I am NOT getting down there again. Uh, it totally cramps my back…
Bulma went back to the lab and continued to work on a project the king wanted her to do. She didn't fully understand it's use but she really didn't' care. Her mind was still on her little solution she had made earlier.
She finished the king's project and the her clock said 8, the time she got off. She sighed happily and opened her only drawer with a lock. The liquid sloshed around in it's container, making little bubbly sounds. Bulma smiled.
"Well, what should I do with it?" All of a sudden, an idea hit her. She ran over to the molder and poured a tiny bit into a small bottle mold. She took the whole mold and put it in the freezer. Bulma turned the temp. up to instant freeze (she had put that option on just a few days ago). She waited ten minutes, turned it back to normal, and put on gloves. She slid out the mold and put it on the table. She opened it up and she made a little glass bottle. To test it out, she flew up to the ceiling and dropped it. It landed with a ping, not braking. She picked it up and chucked it at the wall. It made a whole threw and she had to stick her hand in to get it. Yet the bottle was blue, clear, and so small it could fit in Bulma's palm. She smiled in satisfactory.
"This bottle is pretty much indestructible. Indestructible glass could go along ways…Oh, I have an idea!" She created a small ball of ki and put it in the bottle. Bulma grinned as she put in the cork and the little ki ball held it's shape in the middle of the bottle, glowing a healthy indigo. She powered up slightly and the color brightened and grew in the bottle. She powered down considerably and it faded and shrunk into a tiny spot of soft blue. She went to normal power and the ki sat in the middle of the bottle once more. "This is really cool! I could sell these to make money, but I won't. I can make some for Chichi and Goku and Krillin and 18 so they can tell how each other are and just have a little part of their loved one…" Bulma quickly blocked her mind of all thoughts of Vegeta. She was too happy right now.
She ran around for a half an hour, making three more bottles. She debated whether or not to make one for herself, but she decided there wasn't any point anyways. At 8:45 pm, she happily skipped into the three girls' main room.
"Hi guys!" 18 raised an eyebrow and Chichi looked skeptic.
"What's with the happy attitude?" Bulma smiled broadly.
"Oh, I just made something for you guys…" She held out the four bottles.
"And those are…"
"Bottles! Watch this." She put some of her ki in the bottle like before and showed them how it could change when her power level changed. "I made them for you guys and Krillin and Goku. Chichi can give your ki to Goku and 18 to Krillin. Like exchanging energy and stuff."
"Wow, Bulma. I have to admit that is pretty cool. Thanks!" 18 and Chichi took their bottles and admired then a little. Chichi noticed Bulma had a deep look on her face and was about to say something when Bulma sighed and sat down in a chair in front of the fire. Chichi and 18 followed her.
"What's the matter, Bulma?" Bulma put her head in her hands and shook her head.
"Nothing." 18 snorted.
"I hope you don't expect us to believe it." Bulma gazed off into the empty fire place.
"You guys know what's wrong." Chichi sighed.
"Bulma, I really wish there was something we could do about you and Vegeta. It breaks my heart to see you like this."
"Yeah. Can you think of anything we could help with or…anything?" Bulma chewed on her thumbnail.
"Not really." Her tone of voice turned bitter. "I need to stop feeling sorry for myself and face the facts. Vegeta will never love me and that's that. I need to stop sulking around. I'm making everyone else sad about my problems. And there isn't a thing I can do about it so I am going to cancel the pity party and get on with my life."
Chichi hurt for her friend. She could only imagine the pain Bulma was feeling over this and yet she is still worried about the well being of her friends. But just to give up on it? She wished desperately there was something, anything, she could do.
18 was at lose. Wasn't there something she could help with? Racking through her brain, she couldn't think of a single thing to help her friend except going right up to Vegeta and cussing him out. But that was the 18 way of doing things, not the Bulma way. And Bulma needed to do this on her own. 18 suddenly looked sternly at Bulma.
"You know what? I am not going to let you give up on this. Vegeta has unknowingly taken your heart and I won't just sit here and watch you in pain like this! There has to be something we can do. Think girls!" Bulma sighed and Chichi's face wrinkled in thought. Chichi suddenly shrugged.
"Well, let's just make Vegeta fall for you." Bulma raised an eyebrow.
"And how do we do that?" Chichi grinned mischievously.
"With a little help from our boys, that's how." 18 and Bulma both gave Chichi a strange look as Chichi sang to them she'd be right back. She practically skipped out the door. 18 and Bulma exchanged raised eyebrow glances.
A few minutes later, Chichi came back with two confused saiyans.
"What's the emergency, Chi?" Goku had since long ago started to use the nick name regularly. Chichi quickly closed the door and dragged Krillin and Goku over to the two other girls.
"You guys, we need your help. First things first, how is Vegeta doing?" Krillin looked at her with furrowed eyebrows and almost punch his best friend when Goku blurted out,
"Aw, he's not happy. He's been sulking around for days about…" Goku took note of Krillin's murderous look and gasped, quickly putting a hand to his mouth. "Oops, I wasn't supposed to say that." Chichi laughed semi evilly and walked seductively over to Goku. She leaned into his chest and his cheeks turned bright crimson.
"Well, you can tell me, you big chunk of hunk," Goku laughed uneasily and put a hand behind his head. 18 got the hint and yanked Krillin over to her. She picked him up and put him on her lap. He looked shocked. Bulma had to cover her mouth from giggling.
"I'm sure Vegeta wouldn't mind if you told us. After all," she said, drawing circles on his bright red cheek, "we're just asking about his well fare and you wouldn't want to disappoint me, would you?" Krillin nervously cleared his throat before quickly shaking his head.
"What were you saying, Goku, you cutie," Chichi hummed as she unwrapped Goku's tail from it's usual spot around his waist. (a/n: I totally forgot about their tails! You have to admit, it's not an everyday kinda feature…uh, around the waists, that's where they were…) She stroked it gently, every once in a while stroking the opposite way of the growth. Goku shivered.
"Well, uh, Vegeta's been really sad because…he doesn't want anyone to know but you're my girlfriend so he wouldn't mind, would he?" Chichi shook her head and he continued. "Well, he says it's about this girl, but he won't tell us who. I think it's Bulma but every time I say that he gets mad. He says 'the girl' wouldn't love him if he asked and then he goes and mumbles about being a monster or something like that. Bulma doesn't think he's a monster, does she?" Bulma guessed Goku didn't see her sitting in the chair next to them.
"No! Bulma doesn't think that at all. She thinks the same way he does. That she isn't good enough for him but she really loves him." Bulma gasped and quickly stood up.
"Chichi!! Don't tell him that! He'll tell Vegeta for sure!" Goku shook his head.
"If you don't want me too, I won't. Ok?" Bulma nodded.
"But do you really feel like that?" She looked away.
"I don't know anymore, Goku. I really don't know."
Ok, that's all, folks! That was kind of a filler chap. Sorry. And I just put up chapter 11 because my stupid, nasty, mean, horrible, don't-care-about-our-daughter's-social-life parents just HAD TO GROUND ME FOREVER AND A DAY. Grrr…welps, I gotta take a shower and my author notes are getting way too long. And when, do you ask, are Vegeta and Bulma FINALLY going to get together? Soon, I say. Speaking of lap tops, which we are now, I want one. You got one? I'll give ya fifty bucks for it. Not a penny more but a penny less'l be fine by me…hehe. Ja ne!
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