Meg - thanks for not leaving any 'really-bad-for-me-to-continue-writing-cliffhangers' that
time. PHEW! I shouldn't have *too* much trouble with this chapter.....well, I might have
trouble emotionally because my fishy Roy died! Now Siggy is lonely in his lil fishbowl.
It's so sad! I'm thinkin of cremating Roy when we go to the zoo with my bio class on the
18th. How does that sound? I'll get Eddie to do it, since I trust him with piercing my ears
and all I guess I can trust him with a lighter and my dead fish, right? lol - R.I.P, ROY!

Chapter 17:

"Bulma...Just how exactly did our children end up in space?" growled Vegeta.

Bulma laughed and received strange looks from both Saiyans. "You...you...you asked
just...just what I thought...you...would ask." she still laughed until Vegeta grabbed her
shoulder and slammed her into the wall.

"Ow" she complained and lifted her bandage hand to try and remove his hand.

Gohan and Vegeta both eyed the white bandage that circled Bulmas hand. "What
happened?" asked Gohan.

'Oh great, how am I going to explain this?' she thought. "Yeah, that wasn't there a minute
ago," said a confused Vegeta.

"Uhh....," Bulma searched her genius mind for some kind of very clever answer. She
knew that what she needed was a miracle. With Vegeta and Gohan's eyes boring into her
right now, she found that she couldn't locate a single good answer in her stammering
thoughts.

"WELL?!," Vegeta demanded, growing impatient. Gohan continued to stare menacingly.

"Uhh.....," Bulma croaked. She needed to get out of this *now*, before she slipped any
more. "Is that food I smell?," she asked, and mentally slapped herself for seeming so
obviously suspicious and uncomfortable.

"No," Vegeta said, still waiting for an answer.

"I uh, think it is," Bulma said, inching away slightly. She became annoyed at Vegeta's
grasp on her wrists, and suddenly got more angry then she was scared. "Vegeta, let go of
my wrists, you asshole," Bulma said with more of her normal attitude. Bulma and Vegeta
always had their exchange of words and names - it was just their way of saying 'I love
you'.... Or something like that.

Vegeta growled under his breath. "Woman," he said, looking at her. He seemed......
amused? Bulma's eyes widened. 'Oh no, what is he planning?!,' she thought frantically.
"Woman," he said again, almost smugly, "Let's go take a look at that lab of yours."

"W-why would we want to do that, Vegeta?," Bulma tried to ask coolly.

"Because you're a crazy 'genius' who doesn't know when to stop," Vegeta growled as he
pulled her toward her lab. Gohan followed from a distance, with his arms stubbornly
crossed over his chest.

Bulma rolled her eyes as Vegeta nearly dragged her to her lab. "I can walk just fine
without your help you know," she said sarcastically. He shot her a nice little glare and
continued to pull her as he walked into the lab.

Once in there, he was awed at the inventions all over the place and didn't notice his own
dropped jaw. He admitted to himself that he had maybe been in Bulma's lab only a
handful of times, and those times he hadn't taken notice to all of the inventions and tools
strewn all over the place - instead he demanded food or attention. He snapped out of his
amazement and shut his mouth again before Bulma could see, but he was too late.

"So you like what you see, Vegeta?," Bulma asked - it was her turn to be amused. He
grunted and began his search of the lab. He wasn't sure what exactly he was looking for
though. But then he found it. A smashed video screen....with drops of blood around it.
Bulma gasped and bit her lip nervously, backing toward the door hoping no one would
notice.

"Where are you going?," Vegeta demanded menacingly without even looking up, "You
can't go without telling me just what the hell this is...er, was, woman! Now get your ass
back here and explain!"

"Don't talk to me like that, Vegeta. You know, I really don't have to tell you
*anything*," Bulma said with a lot of her usual attitude in her voice.

Vegeta narrowed her eyes at her. Gohan walked over to the video screen and examined it
though.

"This is a screen that can be used to contact any Capsule Corp ship in space," he
concluded.

"How can you tell?!," Vegeta barked.

"Well," Gohan said in a low, hateful voice, "the types of receivers inside are the kind that
receive messages from outer space. And since it is freshly smashed," he glared at Bulma,
"it must be able to reach the ship that Pan and Goten are on....and your 'brats' as well."

Vegeta snorted in disgust. "You aren't a warrior," he said, "you're a smart-ass sissy."

Gohan's temper began to rise but he didn't do anything on account of Bulma standing
there screaming at them.

"If you want to FIGHT," she yelled, "then get the HELL out of my LAB!"

Gohan narrowed his eyes and looked back at the video communicator. "Hmm," he said
thoughtfully, forgetting his rage because of his new discovery, "This isn't badly smashed.
It can be fixed with a new screen."

"It can?," Bulma squeaked.

Gohan smirked and looked back at Bulma. "Yes," he said, "it can."

"DAMN!," Bulma cursed, "You are both *such* ASSHOLES! You know that?!"

Gohan let out an evil laugh, and Vegeta smirked at his mate. "I'll have this fixed in, oh,
five minutes," Gohan said, stressing the 'five minutes' so that Bulma would kick herself
for not doing a better job destroying it.

"Good thing you are so weak," Vegeta said to Bulma.

"Oh go to hell," she muttered.

Five minutes later, Gohan had the video communicator fixed, true to his word. He
proudly set it up and locked into the signal that it had last used, which was the signal to
the ship that Trunks, Goten, Bra, and Pan were on.




Back on the ship.....

Pan sighed contentedly in Trunks' arms. Bra was with Goten on the other couch, with her
head in his lap as she laid on the couch. They were all watching a movie, since the TV
could only get German TV channels, thanks to Trunks and his 'genius' programming.

Pan looked over at Goten and Bra, who were majorly making out now, then she looked
back at Trunks. "I'm glad you don't mind," she said.

"Hmm?," Trunks asked.

"About Goten and your sister," she said. Trunks looked over at them and shrugged.

"I guess it will take some getting used to," he said, looking back at Pan, "but....it's worth
it. Bra is happy...I am happy....we're all happy now."

Pan smiled. "Glad you feel that way," she said, and kissed longingly up his neck a few
times until she reached his lips. Then they shared a sweet, long, passionate kiss. Inside
they were all the happiest that they had ever been - there was no opposition to their
relationships up here in space - they were completely alone to live how they wanted.

As they continued to put more passion into their kisses, they didn't even notice the video
screen turn on once again......



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Readers, I am SOOO sorry about this cliffhanger. I was feelin kinda evil, ya know?
Hanita-chan, Hanita-chan.....what are we going to do with you? You need a parachute or
something.

And last but not least - Meg......
HAHAHAHA HA HA HA!
That's all I have to say to you, Meg. Hahahaha! Have fun with the next chapter! I
REALLY can't wait to find out what happens! And DON'T YOU DARE avoid it! I've
got my plane tickets ::strokes tickets possessively:: and I'm armed with.....uh.....some kind
of evil weapon!! (not a flame-thrower - that's your weapon of choice!)


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