Disclaimer: I don't own dbz, plain and simple...........well actually it's not!!!!! I wish I did!!!
After a long hard battle with the one known as "vicious vehicle" Vegeta had finally started the damn car.
"Alright, it is started.......it's time to kick some ass" said Vegeta with a proud look on his face. He had once seen Bulma pull something that made the car move" .....It must be this. Hmmm, D, must stand for destruct, so that's out of the question........Ah........R must stand for Run, to run the car.............I am brilliant." So he pulled the R lever.................*CRASHBASHBANG!!!!!!!!!!!! Without any warning.......he had once again......scared the crap out of himself and knocked over the trash can.
"Dammit!!! What the hell is wrong with this fuckin car!? I'll just pull anything!!!" So he pulled the D lever and stepped on the gas. He was finally moving forward.
It was a long hard road to the grocery store. He surprisingly remembered where it was because Bulma dragged him there years ago to visit the doctors office that was right beside the market. After an hour or so, he arrived at the market, list and all. He had no experience in parking cars so he took up nearly two spaces................and ran over a seagull.....but that's our little secret...........
He stepped out of the god-forsaken car and stared up at the grocery store. Remembering his sayjiin instincts, he followed his nose to where he wanted to be. The store was long and slender, and smelt of fruit and boxes. he glanced at the large shopping list...........secretly said a little prayer, and was off.
"Haha, if a sayjiin price can beat the crap out of anyone, he can surly get groceries!!" Vegeta smirked and started down isle number one.
Isle #1
The first things on the list were dairy products. How hard can it be? Well, considering the irony have in store for you.................yes, it will be very, VERY hard.
"Milk, yogurt, ice cream, and.......CHEESE?!" Vegeta, with an evil smile on his face was remembering the time Bulma had first served him cheese, and the large amount of gas it bestowed upon him....bwahahaha. So, he gathered all of the items and remembered what Bulma said to him before his car trauma, "Just look at the labels' honey, always look at the labels." Vegeta's face cringed, hating the fact that his wife was right sometimes.
Isle #2
Before Vegeta could even turn to reach the next isle, all of the food items were falling out of his arms......apparently he is unaware of the use of carts, go figures. Then this little old woman walked up to him and gave him her cart. He wasn't sure of how to thank her, so he just nodded his head and continued. He dropped all of the food items into the carts as if he didn't really give a damn.
"Next on the list.......drink items.......apple juice, orange juice, strawberry juice, strawberry kiwi juice, grape juice, banana juice, cranberry juice, pineapple juice, blueberry juice, lemon juice, lime juice, tomato juice, prune juice (eww), mango juice, avocado juice, ....................Vegeta scrolled down the never ending list of juices when he finally realized that Bulma was doing this just to piss the poor man off. But what if they really did have all of this juice? Maybe he should just get all of it. So he pushed the cart down the isle getting all of the possible juices. For once in his life his arm was actually getting tired from doing the same thing over and over, and over again. So, he decided that he might have a little fun. He placed the cart in the middle of the isle, walked away, grabbed a jug of juice, and like a pro, through it right in. He continued this process, thinking about how easy this was.
"Hahaha, a brilliant man I am." Said Vegeta, tossing the juices in the cart. When he finished, he looked around him, just to see if anyone was looking. The coast was clear. So he backed up from the cart right to the end of the isle, took a run for it (squealing a little in a manly way ^_^) got faster and faster, jumped on the edge of the cart and shot down the isle.
"This is better then flying!!!!!!"He went back and forth, grabbing food items and tossing them in the cart while he destroyed any manly instinct he had left. He finally reached the end of isle two, but before he could even try and stop the cart, he and the cart shot into a tower of tomato soup cans. The horror ended with a big, loud crash. Vegeta just got up as if nothing happened. By now everyone was looking to see what was going on. Vegeta silently pointed at a little boy who just happened to be standing there, and walked away letting out a low whistle. The process had to start again. So Vegeta made his way through the isle's again until he reached Isle 3, trying to keep a straight face. He looked at the list and came down to a word that made him blush. And in big, bold letters, it said. SANITARY NAPKINS.
Vegeta stared in horror as he looked down the personal health isle.