When Monday finally rolled around, it had seemed that things had finally calmed. Vega and Piccolo had gone to lunch at the campus union. ChiChi and Goku had skipped classes for the rest of the day to go downtown. Vegeta was studying for a biology test and Bulma was making her bed in her dorm, when her phone rang. She answered the phone, hoping it would be Vegeta.
"Hello?" she greeted.
"Hi Bulma." came a cold shrilled voice from the other end.
"What do you want, Yamcha?"
"I heard your school is having some interesting activities this weekend." Said Yamcha.
"Not really." Bulma simply replied.
"I do have friends on that campus other than you."
"I'm not your friend."
"What does it matter? I heard that your monkey man is going to be sparing with his sister."
"And?" replied Bulma trying not to reveal too much about the up and coming weekend.
"Well, I think that some friends of mine and I were gonna come watch the little event." Threatened Yamcha.
"Don't you dare, Yamcha." Snapped Bulma.
"See you this weekend." Chuckled Yamcha as he hung up the phone. Bulma slowly hung up the phone and stared at it for a few moments pondering whether or not she should call Vegeta or not. She thought about what happened last time she didn't tell Vegeta what happened between her and Yamcha and she almost got hurt because of it. She picked up the phone, but just as quickly she slammed it back down on the hook.
"No, I'll wait 'till later. He's studying and I don't want to distract him with my petty problems." She said.
Meanwhile, up at the union, Vega and Piccolo had finished eating and were now walking around the campus store inside the union.
"What do think of this shirt?" Piccolo asked Vega as he held up a oversized University of Gingertown sweatshirt.
"I don't think I could ever see my father wearing that." Sighed Vega.
"You can't see your father wearing any of these, so why are you even bothering to buy him something?" Laughed Piccolo.
"Because I thought it would be nice." She sighed again as she continued to look at the selection of university apparel before her. Piccolo start looking at the other items they had to offer.
"Hey Vega, how about this?" Said Piccolo.
"A gigantic Beer Mug?"
"Yea, why not? I'm sure your dad drinks beer."
"Well, it is kind of funny, but I just don't know how he would react to it." Snickered Vega.
"Well then get him a big foam hand." Laughed Piccolo.
"I'm NOT GETTING HIM A BIG FOAM HAND."
"Well pick something for god's sake. I'm not going to stand here all day with you and you have combat training in like an hour."
"Fine." Laughed Vega as she picked up the gigantic beer mug and walked up to the cash register with it.
A couple hours later, Vega had returned from her combat class and putting a cold compress on her arm. Her instructor had been shooting baseballs at her using an automatic baseball launcher. She had been easily passing through them but a ball caught her arm, although it didn't hurt it did leave a bruise. Bulma was also there.
"Hey Vega?" Bulma started.
"Yea."
"Umm, before I tell you, you have to promise me you're not going to fly off the handle."
"What?" Laughed Vega
"I mean it. You have a tendency to do so, and it's really the last thing I need right now."
"Ok, fine."
"Ok, I, uhh, got a phone call today from... Yamcha." Said Bulma almost forcing the words out.
"WHAT!"
"Calm down!" snapped Bulma.
"What did he want?" Growled Vega.
"He said he's going to show up at your match on Saturday."
"Oh yea, he's a real bright one. He'll be killed if he starts something." Laughed Vega.
"That's just it. I don't want him to show up and start something. This is my first time meeting your father, and I want it go smoothly." Replied Bulma.
"Did you tell Vegeta?" Vega asked.
"God no! He has a biology test today, I want him to focus on that instead of killing my ex."
"You know what, Bulma?"
"What?"
"I'm really glad you're dating my brother."
"Why?"
"Because you don't look at him and see a prince, you look at him and see the same stubborn pain in the ass that I do." Laughed Vega, "At home, most of the women want to bond to him just so that they can be come royalty."
"Bond?" questioned Bulma.
"Hmm, don't worry about it." Said Vega, "It isn't important right now."
"Ok." Chuckled Bulma.
"But, it's probably better that you don't tell Vegeta, because he'll kill Yamcha, and that's not a good thing right now, with the match and all. I'm gonna kick his ass all over this campus." Laughed Vega.
"Don't hurt him too bad, I want to be able to recognize him." Smiled Bulma.
"Ok, I'll try."
"Do you want me to call Yamcha and talk to him?"
"I don't think that would be a good idea." Sighed Bulma.
"Well, I mean, if he is going to come here and cause trouble, he really has the right to know what will happen to him." Vega simply replied.
"I just don't want to incite anything, you know."
"I understand that, but I think a nice warning is in order."
"I guess it would be funny." Said Bulma.
"Yea, let's call." Smiled Vega, as she handed Bulma the phone. Bulma dialed the number and handed the phone back to Vega. The phone rang a couple of times, before a woman answered on the other end.
"Hello?" Giggled the girl on the other end.
"I wish to speak with Yamcha please." Smiled Vega.
"Umm... hold on." The girl giggled again.
"Some girl answered the phone." Vega whispered to Bulma. Bulma raised her eyebrows.
"Hello?" said Yamcha.
"Hello, Yamcha. I'm just calling to give you some heads up. If you show up at Gingertown's Parents weekend match between Vegeta, and myself, not only will you have to deal with Vegeta, but also, there is a good possibility that you have to deal with me as well, and maybe my father, who is stronger than Vegeta or myself. So, if you make a scene, you'll probably end up in ICU. I wouldn't count on you making any point other than that you're an imbecile."
"This must be Vega." Said Yamcha, "That's bitches, roommate."
"Correct in that assumption, asshole." Said Vega, "are all men from earth this rude? Oh well, it doesn't matter, my point is made, and believe me, you don't want to show up here."
"Maybe I do." Laughed Yamcha.
"Well if you do wanna show up here, I would have to say that you must be suffering from brain damage after my brother threw you across the parking lot. Don't show up on this campus." Growled Vega before she hung up the phone. Bulma burst in laughter.
"He was all cocky, wasn't he." Laughed Bulma.
"No, he was pretty sure that wouldn't get is ass beat for showing up here." Said Vega, "God, what an asshole."
"Yea." Agreed Bulma.
"Hello?" she greeted.
"Hi Bulma." came a cold shrilled voice from the other end.
"What do you want, Yamcha?"
"I heard your school is having some interesting activities this weekend." Said Yamcha.
"Not really." Bulma simply replied.
"I do have friends on that campus other than you."
"I'm not your friend."
"What does it matter? I heard that your monkey man is going to be sparing with his sister."
"And?" replied Bulma trying not to reveal too much about the up and coming weekend.
"Well, I think that some friends of mine and I were gonna come watch the little event." Threatened Yamcha.
"Don't you dare, Yamcha." Snapped Bulma.
"See you this weekend." Chuckled Yamcha as he hung up the phone. Bulma slowly hung up the phone and stared at it for a few moments pondering whether or not she should call Vegeta or not. She thought about what happened last time she didn't tell Vegeta what happened between her and Yamcha and she almost got hurt because of it. She picked up the phone, but just as quickly she slammed it back down on the hook.
"No, I'll wait 'till later. He's studying and I don't want to distract him with my petty problems." She said.
Meanwhile, up at the union, Vega and Piccolo had finished eating and were now walking around the campus store inside the union.
"What do think of this shirt?" Piccolo asked Vega as he held up a oversized University of Gingertown sweatshirt.
"I don't think I could ever see my father wearing that." Sighed Vega.
"You can't see your father wearing any of these, so why are you even bothering to buy him something?" Laughed Piccolo.
"Because I thought it would be nice." She sighed again as she continued to look at the selection of university apparel before her. Piccolo start looking at the other items they had to offer.
"Hey Vega, how about this?" Said Piccolo.
"A gigantic Beer Mug?"
"Yea, why not? I'm sure your dad drinks beer."
"Well, it is kind of funny, but I just don't know how he would react to it." Snickered Vega.
"Well then get him a big foam hand." Laughed Piccolo.
"I'm NOT GETTING HIM A BIG FOAM HAND."
"Well pick something for god's sake. I'm not going to stand here all day with you and you have combat training in like an hour."
"Fine." Laughed Vega as she picked up the gigantic beer mug and walked up to the cash register with it.
A couple hours later, Vega had returned from her combat class and putting a cold compress on her arm. Her instructor had been shooting baseballs at her using an automatic baseball launcher. She had been easily passing through them but a ball caught her arm, although it didn't hurt it did leave a bruise. Bulma was also there.
"Hey Vega?" Bulma started.
"Yea."
"Umm, before I tell you, you have to promise me you're not going to fly off the handle."
"What?" Laughed Vega
"I mean it. You have a tendency to do so, and it's really the last thing I need right now."
"Ok, fine."
"Ok, I, uhh, got a phone call today from... Yamcha." Said Bulma almost forcing the words out.
"WHAT!"
"Calm down!" snapped Bulma.
"What did he want?" Growled Vega.
"He said he's going to show up at your match on Saturday."
"Oh yea, he's a real bright one. He'll be killed if he starts something." Laughed Vega.
"That's just it. I don't want him to show up and start something. This is my first time meeting your father, and I want it go smoothly." Replied Bulma.
"Did you tell Vegeta?" Vega asked.
"God no! He has a biology test today, I want him to focus on that instead of killing my ex."
"You know what, Bulma?"
"What?"
"I'm really glad you're dating my brother."
"Why?"
"Because you don't look at him and see a prince, you look at him and see the same stubborn pain in the ass that I do." Laughed Vega, "At home, most of the women want to bond to him just so that they can be come royalty."
"Bond?" questioned Bulma.
"Hmm, don't worry about it." Said Vega, "It isn't important right now."
"Ok." Chuckled Bulma.
"But, it's probably better that you don't tell Vegeta, because he'll kill Yamcha, and that's not a good thing right now, with the match and all. I'm gonna kick his ass all over this campus." Laughed Vega.
"Don't hurt him too bad, I want to be able to recognize him." Smiled Bulma.
"Ok, I'll try."
"Do you want me to call Yamcha and talk to him?"
"I don't think that would be a good idea." Sighed Bulma.
"Well, I mean, if he is going to come here and cause trouble, he really has the right to know what will happen to him." Vega simply replied.
"I just don't want to incite anything, you know."
"I understand that, but I think a nice warning is in order."
"I guess it would be funny." Said Bulma.
"Yea, let's call." Smiled Vega, as she handed Bulma the phone. Bulma dialed the number and handed the phone back to Vega. The phone rang a couple of times, before a woman answered on the other end.
"Hello?" Giggled the girl on the other end.
"I wish to speak with Yamcha please." Smiled Vega.
"Umm... hold on." The girl giggled again.
"Some girl answered the phone." Vega whispered to Bulma. Bulma raised her eyebrows.
"Hello?" said Yamcha.
"Hello, Yamcha. I'm just calling to give you some heads up. If you show up at Gingertown's Parents weekend match between Vegeta, and myself, not only will you have to deal with Vegeta, but also, there is a good possibility that you have to deal with me as well, and maybe my father, who is stronger than Vegeta or myself. So, if you make a scene, you'll probably end up in ICU. I wouldn't count on you making any point other than that you're an imbecile."
"This must be Vega." Said Yamcha, "That's bitches, roommate."
"Correct in that assumption, asshole." Said Vega, "are all men from earth this rude? Oh well, it doesn't matter, my point is made, and believe me, you don't want to show up here."
"Maybe I do." Laughed Yamcha.
"Well if you do wanna show up here, I would have to say that you must be suffering from brain damage after my brother threw you across the parking lot. Don't show up on this campus." Growled Vega before she hung up the phone. Bulma burst in laughter.
"He was all cocky, wasn't he." Laughed Bulma.
"No, he was pretty sure that wouldn't get is ass beat for showing up here." Said Vega, "God, what an asshole."
"Yea." Agreed Bulma.