Man! I feel like a woman! Chapter 4
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A/N: Here it is! The final chapter! It is longer than what the previous chapters have been, and well, I'm so glad that I finished my first fic! Thank you to all those who gave me ideas, they were appreciated ^_^ (And I'm sorry it took so long to come up, but hey, it was the summer vacation dammit!)
After the song and dance was over, the party guests began to quiet down, although the talk on everyone's lips was of course Vegeta. Everyone was sat around discussing the Prince's new self, apart from Vegeta who was busy cooking in the kitchen and Goku, who of course, was stuffing his face full of jelly donuts. "Bulma, do have any idea how it happened?" Krillin asked his long time friend. "Not at all. We woke up one night and he started acting funny!" Bulma nearly wept as she spoke. "Maybe that's what your cooking has done to his brain over all these years! He he, hey Bulma?!" Joked Yamcha, only to receive another blow from Bulma. "Maybe it's a stage that all Saiyan's go through" Tien suggested. "But what about Goku? He has never been through anything like this before" Master Roshi added, trying to comfort Bulma at the same time…in more ways then one. "That's because Vegeta is older than Goku, Goku might not have reached the right age yet" Tien finished. "Oh my poor Goku!" wailed Chi-Chi as she threw her arms around her husband, "I will never let that happen to you!" A startled Goku looked at his wife "Let what happen Chi-Chi?" "You become like what Vegeta is now" she replied, tears welling up in her eyes. "Oh I wouldn't worry! The only way that could happen is if I took Hormone replacement pills like Vegeta did!" Goku cheerfully piped. Bulma's head suddenly looked up at him and her hands, that were covering her face, were now grabbing the neck of Goku's gi. "WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" she screeched, her eyebrow now beginning to twitch. "Uh, he he, nothing Bulma!" Goku nervously giggled, placing his hand behind his head and with sweat beginning to form on his forehead. "Goku, what did you mean by that?" Chi-Chi asked, now becoming suspicious of him. "Nothing, nothing at all!" He said, backing of slowly from the two women in front of him, both with their hands on their hips and frowns on their faces. "GOKU?!" "Okay, okay! I accidentally gave Vegeta Hormone replacement pills. Please don't hurt me!" He yelled as he ducked down and held his arms over his head. Bulma and Chi-Chi looked at each other and sighed.
"Now Goku, it would be best if you told us exactly what happened" Chi-Chi calmly said while kneeling in front of him. Goku nodded and everyone crowded round. "It all began the other day when the Gravity room broke. Vegeta and me got into another argument Vegeta stormed of saying he had a headache, and I felt guilty cause he blamed it on me, so I went to the bathroom and grabbed a pill bottle, thinking it was Paracetamol. Then, after I gave Vegeta the sandwich…" "Wait a second Goku, you gave him a sandwich?" "Yeah, I know that he wouldn't take the pills so I put the pills in a sandwich that I made and got him to eat it. Only after I gave him the sandwich did I realize what had happened, and I got rid of the bottle, thinking that it wouldn't do him any harm." "Okay Dad, that's understandable, but there is one thing that I don't understand. When someone is ill, you only give the two pills, so how come the effects are lasting so long with only two pills?" Gohan asked. "Well I didn't say how many pills I used" "How many did you use?" Bulma questioned "Well, I put the whole of the tub in…it was very big" "YOU DID WHAT?!" she screeched again. Goku once again cowered below her, "I'm sorry Bulma, I knew what us Saiyan's are like and I thought that he would need a lot of pills to help him!" He nervously and quickly stuttered. Bulma tried to calm herself down, "It's ok Goku, and it wasn't all your fault. All I want to know is how can we change Vegeta back to his old self?" "Why would you want to do that Bulma? Vegeta is a great cook now, so he can become the woman of the house and you…" Yamcha stopped when he received an icy glare from Bulma. "I'll shut up now" and he sheepishly walked away. "Well to every disease there's a cure! So I'm sure we'll be able to fix Mr. Briefs in no time!" Videl gleefully chimed. "Uh…honey…that's…" and Gohan too stopped talking when he saw the look of despair on Bulma's face. A sudden eerie silence befell the room and was suddenly broken. " Oh dear Kami, I HAVE TWO MOTHERS!!" Trunks screamed and then ran out of the room, closely followed by Goten, who tried to hide his irrepressible laughter.
While Chi-Chi and Vegeta compared and shared housekeeping tips, the Z senshi pondered on how to transform Vegeta back to his old, 'pleasant' self. "Why don't we just use the Dragon Balls?" Krillin asked. "Because we still have 66 days 'till we can use them again since Oulong used them too get some more panties" Puar reminded them all, and they all angrily looked at Oulong who blushed and just shrugged. "Well, I guess all we have to do is give him some male hormone pills, no?" Gohan suggested. "That's the problem Gohan. They are a trial thing that we are working on, the male version of the pills haven't been created yet" Bulma corrected. "But…we do have testosterone injections, but how do we get Vegeta to have them, and how do we know that it'll work at all?!" "I guess that's a risk we are going to have to take Bulma, unless you want Vegeta to stay the way he is for God knows how long!" Gohan said. Bulma nodded and the two walked off to discuss the possible cure further. "Uh, did I just hear the word injections?" Goku asked raising his hand. "Hey don't worry buddy, you're not gonna be the one having it" Krillin reassured him with a pat on the back.
Meanwhile, Goten had lost Trunks and was now searching the vast Capsule Corp. complex looking for him. He came across a doorway slightly open, and with a darkened room behind it. He peered in and turned on the light. At that moment he heard a little squeal come from under one of the cabinets. Upon further inspection, Goten found Trunks curled up in a ball rocking backwards and forwards under the cabinet, muttering to himself. "Uh…Trunks, you ok?" "It's all a bad dream, I'll wake up any minute" "He he, silly Trunks, this isn't a dream at all" "IT'S all a bad dream, I WILL wake up any minute now!" repeated Trunks. "Oh I get it, you don't want believe what's happening to your dad do ya?" Trunks shook his head. "Well, yup, it's all real" Goten innocently reminded his best friend. A pause followed, and then Trunks began to bawl even more, leaving Goten looking bewildered.
"Eureka!" cheered Bulma and Gohan as they entered the living room proudly. "We believe we have the right formula for Vegeta ready, now Goku, we're going to need your help" Bulma said. Goku nodded, eager to help correct the mistake that he had made. While Bulma and Gohan got the injection ready, it was Goku's job to guard Vegeta and to make sure that he stayed in the medical room. Vegeta had also developed a fear of needles since the accident, and therefore had to be confined to one room for everyone's safety. Vegeta paced around the room knowing what was going to happen to him. "Why do I need an injection hmm? I'm fit and healthy, I take all my vitamins, eat organic food…I even have Soya milk for Pete's sake!" Vegeta queried. Goku, who now felt slightly ill from watching Vegeta's constant pacing just shrugged. Vegeta made a move for the door but was stopped by Goku, "sorry Vegeta, I can't let you go" Vegeta just sighed and sat on one of the chairs, placing his right leg over the left. He thought for a while then smiled. "Goku you darling you, I have some hot, fudge brownies cooking downstairs, but if I stay up here they're going to burn and taste all horrible and icky. Tell you what, if I just quickly pop down there and take them out, and then run back up here…Bulma would never know now would she?" "Uh, I guess not" Goku replied. "Sure okay then Vegeta, I mean all that nice food going to waste, but make it quick" "Oh you'll never know I'm gone Goku" Vegeta said with a little wink and flap of the hand at Goku. Just as he reached door and opened it "Uh Vegeta". Vegeta froze in fear, "Don't forget to bring me one okay?" Vegeta let out a girly giggle and pranced out of the room, then ran for all his little self was worth.
"Okay guys we're ready" Gohan said as he and Bulma entered the room, but only found Goku sitting there innocently. "Um, dad, where's Vegeta?" "Oh he just went for a minute to check his brownies out. Come to think of it, he's been gone for a while now" Goku puzzled as he looked at the door. Both Gohan and Bulma face faulted. "Oh no" was the response that came from Goku. Vegeta had now stopped running as his poor 'delicate' feet couldn't take it any more and so had stopped to rest in a hallway. At that moment, Goku, Bulma and Gohan suddenly appeared next to him, through the use of Goku's instant transmission. He let out a shriek and ran through the nearest door, straight into the living room, and to everyone else. "Goku hold him down" Goku complied, but was struggling to hold Vegeta down (fear can do that to a person). "Good keep him there" Bulma commented and then pulled out a jab, holding it high to flick it off. Upon seeing the needle, Goku's face suddenly turned blue and the strongest being in the universe suddenly fainted. Everyone in the room, apart from Vegeta, sighed at the unconscious heap that was Goku. Without another word, Piccolo leaped on to Vegeta who, also upon seeing the needle, panicked and had started making yet another getaway. "Argh, a little helped here," wailed Piccolo as he held onto the kicking and screaming Vegeta. Krillin jumped and held on to one of Vegeta's legs, Gohan on the other one. As Bulma approached, Vegeta's eyes widened at the sight of the injection and he struggled even more. He managed to kick Krillin off and through a nearby wall, leaving an angry #18 to help her dazed husband. By some miracle, Bulma was able to inject Vegeta with the testosterone, and everyone quickly backed off, most with small injuries…and Piccolo with several scratch marks on his face.
After an eventful day, all of the guests left tired and still in shock. Bulma was left to clean up as Vegeta was left to himself to get himself sorted out. By 11pm, there had been no sign of any change in Vegeta, so Bulma wearily and worriedly made her way up to bed. Vegeta sat down in front of the television to watch his favorite soaps, but when he turned it on, he found the channel was on a wrestling channel. As he tried to change the channel, the remote stop working. "Blasted thing!! Grrrr, why does everything that woman touches never work?!" To lazy to get up, Vegeta just sat there and watched the chaotic scenes unfold, that is World Wrestling Federation…
The next morning, Bulma and Trunks wearily made their way downstairs to breakfast, only to find Vegeta still sitting on the couch starring at the television. "Um, Vegeta Dear, would you like some..uh..breakfast?" Asked a nervous Bulma. "Ugh!" Was all that came from the Saiyan Prince. He heaved himself off of the couch., scattering empty beer cans everywhere as he did. "Vegeta!! You've been drinking?!" Screeched Bulma. "Cool!! Dad's got a beer belly!" Trunks proclaimed gleefully, pointing to his father's stomach and prodding it. Vegeta looked down, patted his newly found blubber poking out of his T-shirt and let out an awe-inspiring belch. He then reached down and picked up an empty beer can, held it in his palm then head butted it, squishing it into a small, circular disc. "Cool!!" Yelled Trunks and picked up a can of beer and attempted to do the same as his father. Only unbeknown to him, the cans had to be empty, so with him putting his force behind such a full can, he knocked himself out cold! "He he, that's ma' boy!" Grunted Vegeta as he scratched his butt and picked his ear. Bulma sighed and walked away slowly, "Oh well, it's an improvement..I guess?"
A/N: Well, that's all folks!! I hope that you enjoyed it, thanks for all the help and response that I got...and who knows…I may even do another one…