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Vegeta and Bulma have just now fallen asleep after making the most passionate love anyone could ever make. (I'm not making another lemon. That other one was written by my friend. I'm not lying! I think the only way to take it off is to take off the whole story and reload it, but I'm not doing that again!) Now let me explain why Vegeta went to Chikyuu in the first place. In order to be rightfully King, he has to fulfill his father's last command. And so he did. It was a peaceful night, or so one would think.
The guards in the monitor room were drifting of to sleep. The left wall was facing outside, and to the right was the royal bedroom. There was no sound except for the soft roar of the machines. Nothing except for the soft beeps every two seconds. But suddenly…
BEEP.BEEP.BEEP.BEEP. The guards fell out of their chairs, stumbled up, and scurried to the source of the noise. "Oh, shit…" they all said. Suddenly they were wide awake. The monitor indicated a large vessel approaching the castle. But they didn't need the monitor. They could sense that humongous ki. His ki.
They all got into their fighting stances, but in vain. The left wall was blasted to oblivion, and them along with it. The creature calmly stepped in over the rubble and made his way down the hallway in search of the throne room.
Vegeta, on the other hand, could sense his ki and had awakened. "Oh…" he thought, all mental sense fogged up. "This must be a dream," he convinced himself. The was knocked down. Shards of splinters went flying through the room. His eyes widened. "This is one hell of a real dream!" Then he felt a prick on his left check. He reached up his hand to touch it. Blood.
"Nice to see you again, sweet Prince…" a female-like voice called to him. He stepped in; it was Frieza. This was no dream…
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