Okie Dokie! Here I am, yet again, with yet another chappie for you wonderful people! Oh, and I'm gonna come back down to 1 chap a day for a few days, so that I can get some chappies out on Heroes...Not to worry though, There will be at LEAST one chap a day, and if I find I have a bit of extra time on my hands, I'll see what I can do, ok? Until then, sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride!
Disclaimer: I own...my hair tie!
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Last time, on The Vow:
Bulma sat there for a moment, stunned. *What just happened here?* She asked herself before watching Vegeta's retreating form enter the gravity room. She slowly turned and walked back into the house, her mind set on what needed to be done. *I have to do what's best for the baby now...No matter who it hurts, even if it's me...* She switched off her light, and crawled into bed, not even bothering to remove the clothes she had been wearing that day....
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Morning came all to soon for Bulma, and she rolled over sleepily, her still sleep clouded mind not yet registering the previous days events. She looked to Yamcha's side of the bed, a bit confused as to why he wasn't there, before she remembered.
"Damn Saiyan Prince with nothing better to do that go around and make my life a complete hell!" She exclaimed suddenly before pulling on a black robe, and making her way to the kitchen.
"Well, so you've finally decided to wake up, eh woman? I was beginning to wonder if you were ever going to get up. I require my breakfast woman, and I'm not in the best of moods, so I suggest you make it snappy." Vegeta taunted.
"GO TO HELL, VEGETA! There, was that snappy enough for ya?" She... well...snapped.
"Hmmph...Well, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning." Vegeta replied before sitting at his place at the table.
"Vegeta, I'm not in the mood to deal with you today. I've got a splitting headache, and to say the least, my stomach HURTS. But you know, for the life of me, I can't figure out why." She said before throwing a accusing glare at The Saiyan Prince.
"Don't blame me for the messes that you get yourself into woman! Contrary to popular belief, everything that goes wrong in this world is NOT my fault! Now, WHERE'S MY BREAKFAST?!" Vegeta replied impatiently.
"Cook your own damn breakfast!" She screamed back at him before storming through the kitchen door.
"WOMAN!" Vegeta yelled before slamming her frial form against the wall. "Now, let's think rationally here, shall we? Get your ass to the kitchen and COOK MY BREAKFAST!"
"OH, so sorry Vegeta, but rationality is sold out today! And you know what? Tomorrow's not looking good either. Now, if you'll excuse me..." She said before jerking herself free of his grip, "I have better things to be doing than standing here with the likes of YOU!"
Vegeta let her go at that point, but not without muttering a few choice obscenities under his breath. He walked slowly back into the kitchen, and sat down at the table.
"Now what am I gonna do about breakfast?" He muttered to himself before getting an evil glint to his eye. He turned his head slightly to look at the refrigerator, and a devilish smirk appeared on his face. "Well then, I'll just have to let her know who's she's messing with...that's all." He gave a sinister laugh before walking over to the well stocked refrigerator.
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Bulma rushed around like a mad woman, in a vain attempt to be ready to pick Yamcha up from the hospital on time, he had called her less than and hour ago to tell her that Goku had brought him a Senzu bean, and that everything seemed to be in working order...as far as he could tell at least. She asked him if he was planning on coming back to Capsule Corps, and he stuttered a "It's whatever you think." in reply. She merely sighed. *Thanks Vegeta!* Before agreeing that she could be there by noon to pick him up.
She slipped on a short black dress that showed her expanding stomach rather nicely, making her giggle a bit. She slipped on a pair of Sandals, and grabbed her purse before running down the stairs, and into the kitchen. She picked out a capsule car from the cabinet, and turned to run out the back door. She ran directly past the refrigerator, and Vegeta, without saying so much as a word.
Vegeta just glared at her as she ran past, before shoving yet another mouthful of leftovers into his already full stomach. He waited for her to come back and yell at him, and waited, and waited some more,before finally he heard her start her car, and drive down the driveway. He looked at the scattered food containers, and coke cans, before mentally kicking himself.
"Note to self: Make sure she isn't in a hurry next time, when attempting to teach her a lesson." He murmered before walking outside, and to the gravity chamber.
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Bulma drove at a breakneck speed the entire way to the hospital, she was already 5 minutes late, and was determined that she wouldn't be any later if she didn't have to be. She swerved into the parking lot exactly 7 minutes late, her tires screeching loudly at the sharp turn. She merely kept driving as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.
Yamcha sat on the bench outside of the hospital, back in his training gi, looking rather pissed off. When he saw Bulma, his expression turned to fear. Fear that she had brought The Saiyan Prince with her. Upon seeing that Vegeta was nowhere around, his expression softened a bit.
She stepped out of the car, and Yamcha couldn't help but smile a bit at the sight of her. You could only tell she was pregnant from the side, and the dress did a great job of showing off her long legs. She walked towards him quickly, a huge smile upon her face, and pulled him into a warm embrace as soon as she was close enough.
"How about lunch? I know you've gotta be starving for something that isn't hospital food." She said before taking his hand. They walked to the car like that, much to the disqust of the strange man with the spiky hair that stood atop the hospital building, watching from afar.
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OKie, once again, I know it was too short, but for some strange reason, I haven't been sleeping well lately, so I'm gonna head to bed tonight. I'll have the next chap out tomorrow, so keep your eyes peeled...Hope you enjoy it! BUH BYE *waves*
Disclaimer: I own...my hair tie!
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Last time, on The Vow:
Bulma sat there for a moment, stunned. *What just happened here?* She asked herself before watching Vegeta's retreating form enter the gravity room. She slowly turned and walked back into the house, her mind set on what needed to be done. *I have to do what's best for the baby now...No matter who it hurts, even if it's me...* She switched off her light, and crawled into bed, not even bothering to remove the clothes she had been wearing that day....
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Morning came all to soon for Bulma, and she rolled over sleepily, her still sleep clouded mind not yet registering the previous days events. She looked to Yamcha's side of the bed, a bit confused as to why he wasn't there, before she remembered.
"Damn Saiyan Prince with nothing better to do that go around and make my life a complete hell!" She exclaimed suddenly before pulling on a black robe, and making her way to the kitchen.
"Well, so you've finally decided to wake up, eh woman? I was beginning to wonder if you were ever going to get up. I require my breakfast woman, and I'm not in the best of moods, so I suggest you make it snappy." Vegeta taunted.
"GO TO HELL, VEGETA! There, was that snappy enough for ya?" She... well...snapped.
"Hmmph...Well, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning." Vegeta replied before sitting at his place at the table.
"Vegeta, I'm not in the mood to deal with you today. I've got a splitting headache, and to say the least, my stomach HURTS. But you know, for the life of me, I can't figure out why." She said before throwing a accusing glare at The Saiyan Prince.
"Don't blame me for the messes that you get yourself into woman! Contrary to popular belief, everything that goes wrong in this world is NOT my fault! Now, WHERE'S MY BREAKFAST?!" Vegeta replied impatiently.
"Cook your own damn breakfast!" She screamed back at him before storming through the kitchen door.
"WOMAN!" Vegeta yelled before slamming her frial form against the wall. "Now, let's think rationally here, shall we? Get your ass to the kitchen and COOK MY BREAKFAST!"
"OH, so sorry Vegeta, but rationality is sold out today! And you know what? Tomorrow's not looking good either. Now, if you'll excuse me..." She said before jerking herself free of his grip, "I have better things to be doing than standing here with the likes of YOU!"
Vegeta let her go at that point, but not without muttering a few choice obscenities under his breath. He walked slowly back into the kitchen, and sat down at the table.
"Now what am I gonna do about breakfast?" He muttered to himself before getting an evil glint to his eye. He turned his head slightly to look at the refrigerator, and a devilish smirk appeared on his face. "Well then, I'll just have to let her know who's she's messing with...that's all." He gave a sinister laugh before walking over to the well stocked refrigerator.
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Bulma rushed around like a mad woman, in a vain attempt to be ready to pick Yamcha up from the hospital on time, he had called her less than and hour ago to tell her that Goku had brought him a Senzu bean, and that everything seemed to be in working order...as far as he could tell at least. She asked him if he was planning on coming back to Capsule Corps, and he stuttered a "It's whatever you think." in reply. She merely sighed. *Thanks Vegeta!* Before agreeing that she could be there by noon to pick him up.
She slipped on a short black dress that showed her expanding stomach rather nicely, making her giggle a bit. She slipped on a pair of Sandals, and grabbed her purse before running down the stairs, and into the kitchen. She picked out a capsule car from the cabinet, and turned to run out the back door. She ran directly past the refrigerator, and Vegeta, without saying so much as a word.
Vegeta just glared at her as she ran past, before shoving yet another mouthful of leftovers into his already full stomach. He waited for her to come back and yell at him, and waited, and waited some more,before finally he heard her start her car, and drive down the driveway. He looked at the scattered food containers, and coke cans, before mentally kicking himself.
"Note to self: Make sure she isn't in a hurry next time, when attempting to teach her a lesson." He murmered before walking outside, and to the gravity chamber.
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Bulma drove at a breakneck speed the entire way to the hospital, she was already 5 minutes late, and was determined that she wouldn't be any later if she didn't have to be. She swerved into the parking lot exactly 7 minutes late, her tires screeching loudly at the sharp turn. She merely kept driving as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.
Yamcha sat on the bench outside of the hospital, back in his training gi, looking rather pissed off. When he saw Bulma, his expression turned to fear. Fear that she had brought The Saiyan Prince with her. Upon seeing that Vegeta was nowhere around, his expression softened a bit.
She stepped out of the car, and Yamcha couldn't help but smile a bit at the sight of her. You could only tell she was pregnant from the side, and the dress did a great job of showing off her long legs. She walked towards him quickly, a huge smile upon her face, and pulled him into a warm embrace as soon as she was close enough.
"How about lunch? I know you've gotta be starving for something that isn't hospital food." She said before taking his hand. They walked to the car like that, much to the disqust of the strange man with the spiky hair that stood atop the hospital building, watching from afar.
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OKie, once again, I know it was too short, but for some strange reason, I haven't been sleeping well lately, so I'm gonna head to bed tonight. I'll have the next chap out tomorrow, so keep your eyes peeled...Hope you enjoy it! BUH BYE *waves*