It had been a month since the sudden change happened in ChiChi's
life, and she liked it. She was important, and became well known quickly,
as 'the Prince's friend'. She was considered a noble! She asked Vegeta how
she could go from a servant to noble in a month, and he said it was
because he said so.
She had pleasant dinners with him, and not so pleasant dinners. They had fights and screamed at each other. But all the time, ChiChi was in agony. She watch girls flirt with Vegeta, and princesses from other planets come and try to win him. Then the ChiChi test was invented. If they passed the ChiChi test, she was good enough for Vegeta. But...no one ever passed the ChiChi test.
The princess would talk to Vegeta for a minute. Then he would leave, and ChiChi came out. She would be dressed in her slinkiest, sexiest outfit, and would...make up things about her and Vegeta. In detail.
Then she would tell her that Vegeta wouldn't give her up once they married. "The more the merrier, he says."
Then she would leave. Vegeta would come back, and if the girl confronted him, he would deny it all. If she believed him, she was good. No girl had believed him yet, but they DID have a great time laughing hystarically at some of the girl's reactions.
But ChiChi had a fear, deep in her heart, that Vegeta would find someone else. They would fall in love and get married, and ChiChi would have to go back to Earth. Earth...it seemed like such a long time ago.
"ChiChi?"
ChiChi sat on her bed in a pair of blue jeans and oversized red sweatshirt. Her hair was curled in long, glossy ringlets, but she had refused one of those giant, lacy, Victorian dresses. She had had her Earth- like clothes specially made. They were all the rage now. She stood up. "Hey, Vegeta," she said.
He grinned. "Hey. There's going to be a party tonight. The Queen of Afratine is looking for a husband, and I'm her main choice."
ChiChi felt her face go pale. She knew about the Queen of Afratine. A tall, delicious 18 year-old woman with long legs and silky blonde hair. One of the most beautiful women in the universe.
"Up for the ChiChi test?"
ChiChi didn't even feel like trying. She was stsrting to feel sick to her stomach. "No..." she said, "I was kind of hoping to stay in tonight...read a good book, maybe."
Vegeta stared at her. "Come on! You don't have to do the test. Just...come."
ChiChi searched his voice for any kind of love or adoration. But she just got...friendly.
She sighed. "Okay, vegeta. I'll be there."
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That night, her servants Katine, Marya, and Farinka had a ball. They picked out her dress ( lacy, white organza with little blue flowers), curled her hair, gave her a manicure, pedicure, and did her make-up and hair. (They tied half of her raven-black ringlets with a blue-ribbon.)
At seven she ran downstairs. She tripped, and fell into Vegeta's arms. "Good Evening," he said in a charming, sexy voice that made her melt, "Have a nice trip?"
"Ha, ha," ChiChi said, "Its these damn shoes. The heels are too much!"
Vegeta swept her off her feet. "I'll carry you." He stared into her eyes for a second, then smirked. "The party awaits."
When they got downstairs, he sat her down and whispered in her ear, "Wait here. I just got to go meet the Queen. I'll be right back. Mingle. Maybe you'll meet someone."
ChiChi didn't want to meet someone. She wanted Vegeta and Vegeta alone.
She waited for 5 minutes. 15. An hour. She finally got up, angry and upset, and started upstairs.
When she reached the top step, she screeched to a halt. She felt all the color go out of her face. At the other end of the hall, Vegeta and the Queen were kissing. She saw them. She let out a scream.
They stared at her, but ChiChi kicked off her shoes and ran. She heard Vegeta run after her, but she didn't stop. She ran to the room at the end of the hall. She threw open the window, and jumped into the large tree. It was horrible and stormy outside, the rain pouring on her face. Climbing down, she ripped her dress on a branch. She didn't care. She kept going.
She heard Vegeta screaming for her to stop, but she just ran through the palace gate. She slipped, and landed in a muddy puddle. She picked her self up quickly, and ran into the woods.
Vegeta finally grabbed her by the dress. She tried to get away, but he held strong, until she stopped fidgeting. He smiled sadly. "Look at you," he said, "Hair tangled and soaked to your face, dressed ripped and muddy." He touched her face. "Cheeks tear-streaked. Tell me...what's wrong?"
ChiChi choked back tears. "You...the Queen...kissing...You kissed her, but..."
Vegeta cupped his hands around her cheeks, and kissed her sweetly and passionately, there in the rain. "She kissed me. She grabbed me and kissed me. I could never kiss her. Because, you see...I love you."
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Awwww!!!!!!!!! Finally! They love each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
She had pleasant dinners with him, and not so pleasant dinners. They had fights and screamed at each other. But all the time, ChiChi was in agony. She watch girls flirt with Vegeta, and princesses from other planets come and try to win him. Then the ChiChi test was invented. If they passed the ChiChi test, she was good enough for Vegeta. But...no one ever passed the ChiChi test.
The princess would talk to Vegeta for a minute. Then he would leave, and ChiChi came out. She would be dressed in her slinkiest, sexiest outfit, and would...make up things about her and Vegeta. In detail.
Then she would tell her that Vegeta wouldn't give her up once they married. "The more the merrier, he says."
Then she would leave. Vegeta would come back, and if the girl confronted him, he would deny it all. If she believed him, she was good. No girl had believed him yet, but they DID have a great time laughing hystarically at some of the girl's reactions.
But ChiChi had a fear, deep in her heart, that Vegeta would find someone else. They would fall in love and get married, and ChiChi would have to go back to Earth. Earth...it seemed like such a long time ago.
"ChiChi?"
ChiChi sat on her bed in a pair of blue jeans and oversized red sweatshirt. Her hair was curled in long, glossy ringlets, but she had refused one of those giant, lacy, Victorian dresses. She had had her Earth- like clothes specially made. They were all the rage now. She stood up. "Hey, Vegeta," she said.
He grinned. "Hey. There's going to be a party tonight. The Queen of Afratine is looking for a husband, and I'm her main choice."
ChiChi felt her face go pale. She knew about the Queen of Afratine. A tall, delicious 18 year-old woman with long legs and silky blonde hair. One of the most beautiful women in the universe.
"Up for the ChiChi test?"
ChiChi didn't even feel like trying. She was stsrting to feel sick to her stomach. "No..." she said, "I was kind of hoping to stay in tonight...read a good book, maybe."
Vegeta stared at her. "Come on! You don't have to do the test. Just...come."
ChiChi searched his voice for any kind of love or adoration. But she just got...friendly.
She sighed. "Okay, vegeta. I'll be there."
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That night, her servants Katine, Marya, and Farinka had a ball. They picked out her dress ( lacy, white organza with little blue flowers), curled her hair, gave her a manicure, pedicure, and did her make-up and hair. (They tied half of her raven-black ringlets with a blue-ribbon.)
At seven she ran downstairs. She tripped, and fell into Vegeta's arms. "Good Evening," he said in a charming, sexy voice that made her melt, "Have a nice trip?"
"Ha, ha," ChiChi said, "Its these damn shoes. The heels are too much!"
Vegeta swept her off her feet. "I'll carry you." He stared into her eyes for a second, then smirked. "The party awaits."
When they got downstairs, he sat her down and whispered in her ear, "Wait here. I just got to go meet the Queen. I'll be right back. Mingle. Maybe you'll meet someone."
ChiChi didn't want to meet someone. She wanted Vegeta and Vegeta alone.
She waited for 5 minutes. 15. An hour. She finally got up, angry and upset, and started upstairs.
When she reached the top step, she screeched to a halt. She felt all the color go out of her face. At the other end of the hall, Vegeta and the Queen were kissing. She saw them. She let out a scream.
They stared at her, but ChiChi kicked off her shoes and ran. She heard Vegeta run after her, but she didn't stop. She ran to the room at the end of the hall. She threw open the window, and jumped into the large tree. It was horrible and stormy outside, the rain pouring on her face. Climbing down, she ripped her dress on a branch. She didn't care. She kept going.
She heard Vegeta screaming for her to stop, but she just ran through the palace gate. She slipped, and landed in a muddy puddle. She picked her self up quickly, and ran into the woods.
Vegeta finally grabbed her by the dress. She tried to get away, but he held strong, until she stopped fidgeting. He smiled sadly. "Look at you," he said, "Hair tangled and soaked to your face, dressed ripped and muddy." He touched her face. "Cheeks tear-streaked. Tell me...what's wrong?"
ChiChi choked back tears. "You...the Queen...kissing...You kissed her, but..."
Vegeta cupped his hands around her cheeks, and kissed her sweetly and passionately, there in the rain. "She kissed me. She grabbed me and kissed me. I could never kiss her. Because, you see...I love you."
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Awwww!!!!!!!!! Finally! They love each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
