Chapter 12
Vegeta peered at the logo. 'Designer inc.' Below it, 'For all your book designs. For mass production as well. In business for 200 years. "Perfect. Lets see." he entered the turning doors and glared down at the receptionist.
"Hello sir, how can I help?" "I want exclusive books designed for state business." "Then you have come at the right place mister?" "Vegeta." "Okay mister Vegeta, did you have a prior appointment?"
"No, I have money and my mate is Bulma briefs." her eyes widened. "Of the capsule corporation? Please wait a minute, be seated over there." He complied as the woman ran far from elegant on high heels into the back. He snickered. Looked like his two pack members on high heels, HAH their punishment instead of pumps. She returned with a stylish guy.
"Mister Vegeta? May I introduce you to Giovanni our best designer?" Vegeta nodded gruff at the man.
"Please follow me sir, what did you have in mind?" Vegeta followed him into the back and showed him to his drawing table. Grabbing a clean sheet he waited for his input. Calmly Vegeta described the Vegeta-sei crest and to his amazement this human could copy it rather well. Only a few flaws. Correcting them Giovanni watched vegeta's expression carefully.
"Important ne?" he nodded gruff, turned a bit more stoic after his...weak moment. "It is. I want that on the front and ridge of the book, very elaborated in gold, with the titles I'll tell you in a moment. And I want it in watermark in the pages at the top. And there has to be a vertical line in the middle." Giovanni hummed chewing on his pencil.
"So, it's like an index?" "Exactly." nodding Giovanni rose with the drawn crest. "Follow me, we need a computer. TIFFANY I need you! NOW!" Vegeta snickered as a red head stumbled over. Same high heels. Why did females torture themselves with them was beyond him.
One hour later Vegeta watched as the books were in production. Giovanni explained what procedures were used. He picked a just finished tryout and scanned tusking through it. Vegeta glanced curious along. But there was nothing wrong with it!
"Not good enough for state business, the inq has to be darker and the front leather colour is off, most importantly...excuse me a moment." he stalked to the paper man. " I SAID THE BEST PAPER THESE ARE REJECTS!"
"No, I swear I just pulled them from a new package!" Giovanni huffed as he stalked to the paper crate. Grabbing a piece he held it to the light. Then at sunlight.
"WRONG DIE! Send the whole batch back to the factory with a BIG red complaint! Good thing I alway keep my own stack." Giovanni sighed peeved as he opened a volt. Vegeta blinked. Some stack...
"I hope you don't mind if we use some more expensive paper, this is the same paper used for books that last centuries without additional care. Do you mind?" Vegeta smirked.
"Use it." Giovanni saw Zenni marks in his eyes as he waved the paper man to get his own stock.
As the school day ended both kids as bodyguards were happy to return back. This was a one timer ONLY. And all four agreed.
When they entered Vegeta howled them into the kitchen. Proud he presented his books. There were 6 in total.
"I ordered them. LOOK, that human could draw!! And look, a bonding book, birth book, ki-level, fundamental laws, dead book and a new addition, the super Saiyan book. And I made a big one so there better come some more soon. They'll be bilingual. Left English, right Saiyan."
Trunks eyed the Saiyan word stunned, turning it upside down and back again. "I have no idea what this says." he finally stated. "Just look below it?" Vegeta snarled. Trunks smirked as he read the English. "Besides their colour coded. So you all better produce some chibi's as well or I might get bored by just filling in the laws." The girls snickered.
"Can't have that." Sula sneered. "I'll discuss it with Solar who still isn't my official MATE." she hinted. Vegeta smirked.
"Oh yeah!!! call him here, we'll fix that." Bura whined.
"Shouldn't she ware a dreamy dress and veil and stuff?" Vegeta eyed his youngest. "Their Saiyan's Bura. They don't need that." And Sula returned, holding one of Bulma's plants, and having a curtain over her head. Solar pulled it straight.
"I saw that in a film." He stated as Vegeta eyed them bewildered. Bura snickered. "My woman." He stated proud. Suddenly all the others piled inside the room and flopped on chairs to see. Feria and Bura hopped around Sula holding the ugly curtain.
"Bride maidens!!" They chimed together. Vegeta groaned. The tv had to leave until they did. "SHUT UP! Now, you Solar take that woman as mate?" "HAI." "You sola, couldn't find a better mate?" "NOPE!" "Your mated. Just wait a sec..." Vegeta dug through the books for a white one and neatly scribbled in both English and Saiyan their names down. "Done, SCRAM! Go into the mountains, I don't want to be bothered by the mating night. The new couples tend to yell and howl allot." Solar and Sula snickered.
"Talking about quoting dead kings. Okay my mate, lets make some noise tonight." he guided her out as the gang cheered. Bulma entered confused.
"What just happened? And why is Sula taking my grandma's old curtain?" "She just got hitched." Storn stated. Bulma nodded bewildered.
"Okay, what do you have there Vegeta?" He shooed them all out as he showed Bulma his books. All heard her yell as he presented the bill.
Later that night Bulma and Vegeta exchanged gifts. Being, ownership papers and building plans, and six very expensive books.
"Nani? You bought it all?" beaming Bulma nodded. "I know how much you like space. And knowing Saiyan destructive nature, I thought it best to give you your own private kingdom." for the first time Bulma was continued he would cry. His eyes shimmered but he pulled her tightly against his chest and thus she could never be sure.
"Thank you." He stated deep from his heart.
(A-n:Yeah, we seriously awwwed here, add music of Leningrad and you have our current emotional state...SOB! (Pm's is a bitch .))
***
Seven Saiyan's peered on a dusty ground around. How nice...
"Well...this is it." Vegeta stated. Waiting for any response. "Reminds me of home, dry, dusty and hot. I like it." Feria stated. "Yea, I agree, but I miss something..." Sula agreed. Solar who hugged her from behind nodded. "Hai, where are our bunks?" Vegeta snickering tossed a capsule on the ground, in smoke and dust they noticed tools...digging tools? Shovels, pickaxes, cement and buckets. Every one groaned but Vegeta.
"I can't remember applying for mole." Feria complained, eying the shovel. Storn picked up an axe. "Me neither, but it gets pretty cold here at night I think. Don't we even get temporale housing?" Vegeta shrugged.
"If it were up to me, no, but my mate didn't agree. So here are a couple of house capsules." Vegeta tossed them to Anan who caught them pouting.
"To think that we, the wolf pack have to dig...the insult. I suppose you won't be getting your hands dirty?" Vegeta grinned.
"I was planning to but lets find a good mountain first. I'll make a start." They cheered sad. Vegeta threw them a glare as he hovered up. Moaning groaning and complaining they followed. The ingrates, he thought.
They picked a gigantic mountain that seemed pretty solid and was in the middle of the biggest valley. It was strategically best as they now could see anything coming for miles around. Vegeta checked Bulma's plans and snickering aimed. A dense ki blast hit the mountain near the top.
"Why so high? I know that came out wrong..." Storn muttered soar. Vegeta didn't know if he should skin him or laugh, so he didn't do anything.
"Because..." he stretched. "My mate has a beehive idea. Look at this plan, it should look like this. EXACTLY! So no slacking off. I know you too well." All pouted then slowly looked at the other before turning more cheerfully. Anan took the plans and nodded.
"We can do that, no PROB! Gang?" They nodded and urged Vegeta to go, they would fix it. Doubt full Vegeta complied. They were planning something...
5 days later Vegeta and Gokou flew to the private grounds and landed confused. Vegeta turning crimson in fury. All warriors were working, swimming in sweat...except the pack...under umbrellas with martini's they greeted Vegeta and Gokou cheerfully. Vegeta actually popped a vein.
"WHAT BY KAMI ARE YOU DOING HERE!" all shrugged careless.
"Supervising. It's important you know." Aran stated.
"FROM THE BLOODY GROUND?!" Solar nodded.
"We have great eye sight, we have scouters and look? We got binoculars too!" Vegeta gritted his teeth as Gokou frowned, stepping a bit to the side. Just as he did Vegeta blazed into super Saiyan.
"Show off, we know you can do that, your rattling the troops." Sula stated. "Their working you know? And they had breaks 3 hours ago." she added.
"IS THAT SO?" he hissed, stalking to Sula in her bikini, grabbing an arm and tossed her into the gaping entrance. She rammed into three others inside.
"Sorry, vegeta's pissed. And I...ahhh FERIA WATCH IT!" "OTHERS ON THEIR WAY...ouch...OUF!...COUGH! AAAOOOW! Can't breath...whimper..." on a heap the pack untangled and stuffed them selves from dirt. Now that wasn't nice. Soar Feria eyed her broken strap bikini.
"What a brute..." she muttered peeved. "And that with a pregnant woman." All fell silent in amazement. Sula glanced self-conscious up.
"WHAT? bad hair?" she plucked some small stones from her curls. Vegeta appeared still glowing and angry.
"STILL NOT WORKING?" all pointed wide eyed at Sula. "WHAT!"
"Is my hair that bad? Jerome, I'm coming!!" Vegeta snatched her arm as Solar growled. Stunned Vegeta eyed him. Growling at HIM? "Have you lost your MIND?" he snarled at the man who growled lower.
"Um...newsflash, Sula just said she's pregnant." Feria stated soft. Immediately Vegeta let Sula go. Eying her like a stranger.
"Are you?" she nodded plucking her hair. "Yeah. Now you messed up my hair..." She whined.
"Solar take her, I don't give a damn about anyone's condition, get the hell to digging! Or by KAMI I'll beat the shit out of someone!"
"You can't beat me...hehehe." Sula winked before hiding behind a ferocious solar. Peeking over a broad shoulder. "Ne? Hun?" A grumble was her answer. Vegeta sighed. Saiyan's...what a bitch...Saiyan males were renowned for protectiveness about their pregnant mates.
Not even being king helped much. That fool would battle Freeza single handedly and would believe he could win as well. And the females? Well, they instinctively made sure to rattle their mates near paranoia to ensure protection. Even if their mate was equally strong or weaker. Who ever said nature was logical?
Sighing Vegeta turned and nearly rammed into Storn who peered over him at someone. Curious he turned as saw Feria chat with Aran about a design flaw. The kitchen and canteen were too small. Vegeta's eye brow lifted. Hmm? Not another one! Why couldn't they wait until this was finished! They waited for more then 20 years, couldn't they hold out for a few more MONTHS? RABBITS! Grouchy Vegeta shoved past the bear wanna be and peered at Gokou.
"Stay and help is you want, I'm going. Oh and watch out for Solar, he's got a problem at the moment, and it'll only last for about 9 months. Even being super Saiyan 2 will not faze him in the slightest. They suffer brain damage or something."
"Sounds dangerous..." "It is, for him. Oh and don't touch Sula if you can avoid it, he's liable to chewing your hand off." he nodded amazed. Vegeta marched out and blasted to the CC grounds.
Vegeta peered at the logo. 'Designer inc.' Below it, 'For all your book designs. For mass production as well. In business for 200 years. "Perfect. Lets see." he entered the turning doors and glared down at the receptionist.
"Hello sir, how can I help?" "I want exclusive books designed for state business." "Then you have come at the right place mister?" "Vegeta." "Okay mister Vegeta, did you have a prior appointment?"
"No, I have money and my mate is Bulma briefs." her eyes widened. "Of the capsule corporation? Please wait a minute, be seated over there." He complied as the woman ran far from elegant on high heels into the back. He snickered. Looked like his two pack members on high heels, HAH their punishment instead of pumps. She returned with a stylish guy.
"Mister Vegeta? May I introduce you to Giovanni our best designer?" Vegeta nodded gruff at the man.
"Please follow me sir, what did you have in mind?" Vegeta followed him into the back and showed him to his drawing table. Grabbing a clean sheet he waited for his input. Calmly Vegeta described the Vegeta-sei crest and to his amazement this human could copy it rather well. Only a few flaws. Correcting them Giovanni watched vegeta's expression carefully.
"Important ne?" he nodded gruff, turned a bit more stoic after his...weak moment. "It is. I want that on the front and ridge of the book, very elaborated in gold, with the titles I'll tell you in a moment. And I want it in watermark in the pages at the top. And there has to be a vertical line in the middle." Giovanni hummed chewing on his pencil.
"So, it's like an index?" "Exactly." nodding Giovanni rose with the drawn crest. "Follow me, we need a computer. TIFFANY I need you! NOW!" Vegeta snickered as a red head stumbled over. Same high heels. Why did females torture themselves with them was beyond him.
One hour later Vegeta watched as the books were in production. Giovanni explained what procedures were used. He picked a just finished tryout and scanned tusking through it. Vegeta glanced curious along. But there was nothing wrong with it!
"Not good enough for state business, the inq has to be darker and the front leather colour is off, most importantly...excuse me a moment." he stalked to the paper man. " I SAID THE BEST PAPER THESE ARE REJECTS!"
"No, I swear I just pulled them from a new package!" Giovanni huffed as he stalked to the paper crate. Grabbing a piece he held it to the light. Then at sunlight.
"WRONG DIE! Send the whole batch back to the factory with a BIG red complaint! Good thing I alway keep my own stack." Giovanni sighed peeved as he opened a volt. Vegeta blinked. Some stack...
"I hope you don't mind if we use some more expensive paper, this is the same paper used for books that last centuries without additional care. Do you mind?" Vegeta smirked.
"Use it." Giovanni saw Zenni marks in his eyes as he waved the paper man to get his own stock.
As the school day ended both kids as bodyguards were happy to return back. This was a one timer ONLY. And all four agreed.
When they entered Vegeta howled them into the kitchen. Proud he presented his books. There were 6 in total.
"I ordered them. LOOK, that human could draw!! And look, a bonding book, birth book, ki-level, fundamental laws, dead book and a new addition, the super Saiyan book. And I made a big one so there better come some more soon. They'll be bilingual. Left English, right Saiyan."
Trunks eyed the Saiyan word stunned, turning it upside down and back again. "I have no idea what this says." he finally stated. "Just look below it?" Vegeta snarled. Trunks smirked as he read the English. "Besides their colour coded. So you all better produce some chibi's as well or I might get bored by just filling in the laws." The girls snickered.
"Can't have that." Sula sneered. "I'll discuss it with Solar who still isn't my official MATE." she hinted. Vegeta smirked.
"Oh yeah!!! call him here, we'll fix that." Bura whined.
"Shouldn't she ware a dreamy dress and veil and stuff?" Vegeta eyed his youngest. "Their Saiyan's Bura. They don't need that." And Sula returned, holding one of Bulma's plants, and having a curtain over her head. Solar pulled it straight.
"I saw that in a film." He stated as Vegeta eyed them bewildered. Bura snickered. "My woman." He stated proud. Suddenly all the others piled inside the room and flopped on chairs to see. Feria and Bura hopped around Sula holding the ugly curtain.
"Bride maidens!!" They chimed together. Vegeta groaned. The tv had to leave until they did. "SHUT UP! Now, you Solar take that woman as mate?" "HAI." "You sola, couldn't find a better mate?" "NOPE!" "Your mated. Just wait a sec..." Vegeta dug through the books for a white one and neatly scribbled in both English and Saiyan their names down. "Done, SCRAM! Go into the mountains, I don't want to be bothered by the mating night. The new couples tend to yell and howl allot." Solar and Sula snickered.
"Talking about quoting dead kings. Okay my mate, lets make some noise tonight." he guided her out as the gang cheered. Bulma entered confused.
"What just happened? And why is Sula taking my grandma's old curtain?" "She just got hitched." Storn stated. Bulma nodded bewildered.
"Okay, what do you have there Vegeta?" He shooed them all out as he showed Bulma his books. All heard her yell as he presented the bill.
Later that night Bulma and Vegeta exchanged gifts. Being, ownership papers and building plans, and six very expensive books.
"Nani? You bought it all?" beaming Bulma nodded. "I know how much you like space. And knowing Saiyan destructive nature, I thought it best to give you your own private kingdom." for the first time Bulma was continued he would cry. His eyes shimmered but he pulled her tightly against his chest and thus she could never be sure.
"Thank you." He stated deep from his heart.
(A-n:Yeah, we seriously awwwed here, add music of Leningrad and you have our current emotional state...SOB! (Pm's is a bitch .))
***
Seven Saiyan's peered on a dusty ground around. How nice...
"Well...this is it." Vegeta stated. Waiting for any response. "Reminds me of home, dry, dusty and hot. I like it." Feria stated. "Yea, I agree, but I miss something..." Sula agreed. Solar who hugged her from behind nodded. "Hai, where are our bunks?" Vegeta snickering tossed a capsule on the ground, in smoke and dust they noticed tools...digging tools? Shovels, pickaxes, cement and buckets. Every one groaned but Vegeta.
"I can't remember applying for mole." Feria complained, eying the shovel. Storn picked up an axe. "Me neither, but it gets pretty cold here at night I think. Don't we even get temporale housing?" Vegeta shrugged.
"If it were up to me, no, but my mate didn't agree. So here are a couple of house capsules." Vegeta tossed them to Anan who caught them pouting.
"To think that we, the wolf pack have to dig...the insult. I suppose you won't be getting your hands dirty?" Vegeta grinned.
"I was planning to but lets find a good mountain first. I'll make a start." They cheered sad. Vegeta threw them a glare as he hovered up. Moaning groaning and complaining they followed. The ingrates, he thought.
They picked a gigantic mountain that seemed pretty solid and was in the middle of the biggest valley. It was strategically best as they now could see anything coming for miles around. Vegeta checked Bulma's plans and snickering aimed. A dense ki blast hit the mountain near the top.
"Why so high? I know that came out wrong..." Storn muttered soar. Vegeta didn't know if he should skin him or laugh, so he didn't do anything.
"Because..." he stretched. "My mate has a beehive idea. Look at this plan, it should look like this. EXACTLY! So no slacking off. I know you too well." All pouted then slowly looked at the other before turning more cheerfully. Anan took the plans and nodded.
"We can do that, no PROB! Gang?" They nodded and urged Vegeta to go, they would fix it. Doubt full Vegeta complied. They were planning something...
5 days later Vegeta and Gokou flew to the private grounds and landed confused. Vegeta turning crimson in fury. All warriors were working, swimming in sweat...except the pack...under umbrellas with martini's they greeted Vegeta and Gokou cheerfully. Vegeta actually popped a vein.
"WHAT BY KAMI ARE YOU DOING HERE!" all shrugged careless.
"Supervising. It's important you know." Aran stated.
"FROM THE BLOODY GROUND?!" Solar nodded.
"We have great eye sight, we have scouters and look? We got binoculars too!" Vegeta gritted his teeth as Gokou frowned, stepping a bit to the side. Just as he did Vegeta blazed into super Saiyan.
"Show off, we know you can do that, your rattling the troops." Sula stated. "Their working you know? And they had breaks 3 hours ago." she added.
"IS THAT SO?" he hissed, stalking to Sula in her bikini, grabbing an arm and tossed her into the gaping entrance. She rammed into three others inside.
"Sorry, vegeta's pissed. And I...ahhh FERIA WATCH IT!" "OTHERS ON THEIR WAY...ouch...OUF!...COUGH! AAAOOOW! Can't breath...whimper..." on a heap the pack untangled and stuffed them selves from dirt. Now that wasn't nice. Soar Feria eyed her broken strap bikini.
"What a brute..." she muttered peeved. "And that with a pregnant woman." All fell silent in amazement. Sula glanced self-conscious up.
"WHAT? bad hair?" she plucked some small stones from her curls. Vegeta appeared still glowing and angry.
"STILL NOT WORKING?" all pointed wide eyed at Sula. "WHAT!"
"Is my hair that bad? Jerome, I'm coming!!" Vegeta snatched her arm as Solar growled. Stunned Vegeta eyed him. Growling at HIM? "Have you lost your MIND?" he snarled at the man who growled lower.
"Um...newsflash, Sula just said she's pregnant." Feria stated soft. Immediately Vegeta let Sula go. Eying her like a stranger.
"Are you?" she nodded plucking her hair. "Yeah. Now you messed up my hair..." She whined.
"Solar take her, I don't give a damn about anyone's condition, get the hell to digging! Or by KAMI I'll beat the shit out of someone!"
"You can't beat me...hehehe." Sula winked before hiding behind a ferocious solar. Peeking over a broad shoulder. "Ne? Hun?" A grumble was her answer. Vegeta sighed. Saiyan's...what a bitch...Saiyan males were renowned for protectiveness about their pregnant mates.
Not even being king helped much. That fool would battle Freeza single handedly and would believe he could win as well. And the females? Well, they instinctively made sure to rattle their mates near paranoia to ensure protection. Even if their mate was equally strong or weaker. Who ever said nature was logical?
Sighing Vegeta turned and nearly rammed into Storn who peered over him at someone. Curious he turned as saw Feria chat with Aran about a design flaw. The kitchen and canteen were too small. Vegeta's eye brow lifted. Hmm? Not another one! Why couldn't they wait until this was finished! They waited for more then 20 years, couldn't they hold out for a few more MONTHS? RABBITS! Grouchy Vegeta shoved past the bear wanna be and peered at Gokou.
"Stay and help is you want, I'm going. Oh and watch out for Solar, he's got a problem at the moment, and it'll only last for about 9 months. Even being super Saiyan 2 will not faze him in the slightest. They suffer brain damage or something."
"Sounds dangerous..." "It is, for him. Oh and don't touch Sula if you can avoid it, he's liable to chewing your hand off." he nodded amazed. Vegeta marched out and blasted to the CC grounds.
