CHAPTER 5: HAPPY ANNIVERSARY?
1 month had passed since the picnic incident, and Bulma was at full swing. Her parents where on a vacation to Paris, so it was up to her to get some good deals under control. As she was on her way out of the door, she heard Vegeta call from the kitchen:
"Honey, don´t forget to get home in good time! Tonights a speciel night!!"
"Alright, whatever Vegeta!" Bulma called back, too busy to really mark the Sayains words. But had she looked on the calender, she would have seen what Vegeta meant with "Speciel night"......
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"....alright now, just sign here...here....aaaaand here." Bulma instructed mr. Yan-sing, the representive administrator of the leading Hoi-Poi capsule-company of China. Mr. Yan-sing signed the contract and handed it to Bulma with a smile.
"It is an honor to do business with you." With that, he bowed and left the room with his secretaries. Bulma waited until the room was fully empty. Then she began to jump around, screaming and whooping of joy. "YES WAHOOO!!! WE GOT THE DEAL! WE GOT THE DEAL!!!! WAAAAAAHOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She ended up with doing a splitz, a thing she hadn´t done since she had been on the cheer-leader team in high-school, and she was amazed about how she was still able to do that. She called her parents and told them the good news. Mr. Briefs was excited.
"Thats a good job you´ve been doing Bulma! So what are you going to do now?"
"I´m heading out with the others here at Capsule Corp. for a celebration-dinner!" Bulma said and laughed. Mr. Briefs chuckled. "Well then you must have a good time. And I must be going too, your mother wants to see all the shops of Paris."
"Sure thing dad, see ya! Have a great time!" Bulma grinned and hung up. She then stretched lazily and headed off to get the others.
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It had gotten late before Bulma finally came home. She was dozy from drinking alot of red wine and right now, she just wanted some sleep. But she was met by a surprise when she came home.
A beautiful dinner had been set up, with roast-beef, sauce, a bottle of wine and candle-lights. And a neatly dressed Vegeta sat, with crossed arms and closed eyes. A minute Bulma thought he was asleep, and was therefore surprised when he opened his eyes and glared angrilly on her. A minute she thought it was the old Vegeta that had returned, and she backed away imeadiatly.
"SO! NOW you can figure out to come home!!?" Vegeta said with a oddly cruspy voice. Had he been....crying!? The sayain No Ouji stood up, and crossed his arms, scowling, glaring on Bulma with eyes that seemed to shine of hurt and disappointment.
"Vegeta..." Bulma began. "I´m sorry I´m this late but we got a big deal signed and we went out to celebrate...its no big fuss, really...." She could tell from Vegetas expression, that it had been a bad choice of words.
"No big fuss....NO BIG FUSS!?!" Vegeta screeched at the top of his voice.
"Here I have worked my tail off the whole day, I´ve allowed Trunks to sleep over at the Sons, just so you and I could have a nice romantic evening, and you go out with your friends having dinner with them instead, you come home early in the morning and you call it NO BIG FUSS!!??" Bulma blinked in shock.
"Vegeta...whats the matter? Your making a big deal out of no- "
"*I'M* making a big deal!? Well look who's talking mrs. I- forgot-everything-no-big-fuss!!!!" Vegeta shouted. "It shouldn´t wonder if you forgot!"
"Uh...f...forgot what?" Bulma said dumbly. Vegeta stared at her as if she had grown a extra pair of arms. His lower lip began to quiver and he hid his face in his hands.
"So THIS is the thanks you give me!?" He bawled. "I cook for you, I clean for you, and THIS IS HOW YOU THANK ME!?? By forgetting this day!!!"
"What?! Whats so speciel?! Geez I´m just home late, and you make a big deal out of everything!"
"Check your calendar missy, you can sleep on the couch tonight!" Vegeta shouted and stomped off. When Bulma went to follow, she had pillow and bedcover thrown in the face, followed by a shout from upstairs.
"OH AND HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO YOU TOO!!!"
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"So now Vegeta is mad at me.....he hasn´t spoken to me for days!" Bulma sighed as she turned the spook in her coffee- cup. Chichi nodded understanding as she poured up more coffee for Bulma.
"And to think that its usually Vegeta that forgets our anniversary...now I got a taste of my own medicine." Bulma sighed.
"And it was foul." Chichi nodded again and sighed. "You poor dear....but you´ll see, it will get better again."
"When? When we're both so old that our teeth is in a glass of water!?" Bulma scoffed.
"Well....I can only see one solution to this mess." Chichi said calmly.
"Whats that?"
"I think its time you begin to look for the dragonballs....."
1 month had passed since the picnic incident, and Bulma was at full swing. Her parents where on a vacation to Paris, so it was up to her to get some good deals under control. As she was on her way out of the door, she heard Vegeta call from the kitchen:
"Honey, don´t forget to get home in good time! Tonights a speciel night!!"
"Alright, whatever Vegeta!" Bulma called back, too busy to really mark the Sayains words. But had she looked on the calender, she would have seen what Vegeta meant with "Speciel night"......
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"....alright now, just sign here...here....aaaaand here." Bulma instructed mr. Yan-sing, the representive administrator of the leading Hoi-Poi capsule-company of China. Mr. Yan-sing signed the contract and handed it to Bulma with a smile.
"It is an honor to do business with you." With that, he bowed and left the room with his secretaries. Bulma waited until the room was fully empty. Then she began to jump around, screaming and whooping of joy. "YES WAHOOO!!! WE GOT THE DEAL! WE GOT THE DEAL!!!! WAAAAAAHOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She ended up with doing a splitz, a thing she hadn´t done since she had been on the cheer-leader team in high-school, and she was amazed about how she was still able to do that. She called her parents and told them the good news. Mr. Briefs was excited.
"Thats a good job you´ve been doing Bulma! So what are you going to do now?"
"I´m heading out with the others here at Capsule Corp. for a celebration-dinner!" Bulma said and laughed. Mr. Briefs chuckled. "Well then you must have a good time. And I must be going too, your mother wants to see all the shops of Paris."
"Sure thing dad, see ya! Have a great time!" Bulma grinned and hung up. She then stretched lazily and headed off to get the others.
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It had gotten late before Bulma finally came home. She was dozy from drinking alot of red wine and right now, she just wanted some sleep. But she was met by a surprise when she came home.
A beautiful dinner had been set up, with roast-beef, sauce, a bottle of wine and candle-lights. And a neatly dressed Vegeta sat, with crossed arms and closed eyes. A minute Bulma thought he was asleep, and was therefore surprised when he opened his eyes and glared angrilly on her. A minute she thought it was the old Vegeta that had returned, and she backed away imeadiatly.
"SO! NOW you can figure out to come home!!?" Vegeta said with a oddly cruspy voice. Had he been....crying!? The sayain No Ouji stood up, and crossed his arms, scowling, glaring on Bulma with eyes that seemed to shine of hurt and disappointment.
"Vegeta..." Bulma began. "I´m sorry I´m this late but we got a big deal signed and we went out to celebrate...its no big fuss, really...." She could tell from Vegetas expression, that it had been a bad choice of words.
"No big fuss....NO BIG FUSS!?!" Vegeta screeched at the top of his voice.
"Here I have worked my tail off the whole day, I´ve allowed Trunks to sleep over at the Sons, just so you and I could have a nice romantic evening, and you go out with your friends having dinner with them instead, you come home early in the morning and you call it NO BIG FUSS!!??" Bulma blinked in shock.
"Vegeta...whats the matter? Your making a big deal out of no- "
"*I'M* making a big deal!? Well look who's talking mrs. I- forgot-everything-no-big-fuss!!!!" Vegeta shouted. "It shouldn´t wonder if you forgot!"
"Uh...f...forgot what?" Bulma said dumbly. Vegeta stared at her as if she had grown a extra pair of arms. His lower lip began to quiver and he hid his face in his hands.
"So THIS is the thanks you give me!?" He bawled. "I cook for you, I clean for you, and THIS IS HOW YOU THANK ME!?? By forgetting this day!!!"
"What?! Whats so speciel?! Geez I´m just home late, and you make a big deal out of everything!"
"Check your calendar missy, you can sleep on the couch tonight!" Vegeta shouted and stomped off. When Bulma went to follow, she had pillow and bedcover thrown in the face, followed by a shout from upstairs.
"OH AND HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO YOU TOO!!!"
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"So now Vegeta is mad at me.....he hasn´t spoken to me for days!" Bulma sighed as she turned the spook in her coffee- cup. Chichi nodded understanding as she poured up more coffee for Bulma.
"And to think that its usually Vegeta that forgets our anniversary...now I got a taste of my own medicine." Bulma sighed.
"And it was foul." Chichi nodded again and sighed. "You poor dear....but you´ll see, it will get better again."
"When? When we're both so old that our teeth is in a glass of water!?" Bulma scoffed.
"Well....I can only see one solution to this mess." Chichi said calmly.
"Whats that?"
"I think its time you begin to look for the dragonballs....."