Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z Akira Toriyama and a bunch of other
people that I can't think of off the top of my head do.
Chapter 1 Strange vacation
Bulma and Vegeta were not the most patient people and the cramped quarters were not helping. The fight started hours ago when Bulma was constructing a Namek-Go translator. She had been very embarrassed last time she had called up a toilet instead of seat belt. Vegeta walked up to her and told her son wanted lunch. She told him to leave her alone and pitch in on caring for Trunks. He called her invention a silly little toy and left telling Trunks to fix his own food. This was the last straw she started screaming at Vegeta.
"He is your son too and you dam well better start taking care of him."
"I am training him."
"I am fed up with you and your stupid Neanderthal like attitudes. Get out of my sight." She shoved him hard and he let her bounce right off. "Now." Bulma said coldly. The finger she pointed at the door shook with fury. He turned and left leaving her exasperated and a hungry Trunks to deal with.
In the room next door every one was doing there best to not to notice the banging coming from the deck. Goku was watching and smiling as Chi-Chi put the final touches on lunch. Gohan was helping Goten do a particularly tricky word problem. Piccolo had vanished again. Krillin was sitting near the window enjoying the temporary hush. He noticed something sparkling out of the corner of his eye. Krillin looked again and saw they had drifted in to a cloud of dust and debris. He sighed and muttered. "Of course I can't have a normal danger free vacation. I better go get Bulma, something tells me I would be happier floating out there with those rocks."
Krillin pounds on Bulma's door. "Bulma, open the door it's Krillin." He could here her tossing things around and muttering. "I guess I'm going in. I hope she realizes it is me before she tosses a bunch of stuff at me again." He opened the door and flinched as a wrench crashed in to the wall inches away from his forehead. "Well at least she has bad aim."
"At least Chi-Chi gets some help around the house sometimes. It is not like I ask for much." She says slamming her tools back in to there cases.
"Bulma" she continues muttering paying no attention to Krillin.
"But no you're a prince and to good to worry about how your wife and child feel. What kind of example is that for our son?"
Krillin taped her on the shoulder only to find himself looking down the business end of a soldering iron.
Bulma blinks and puts the tool away. "Sorry Krillin, What do you want."
"We are flying in to a cloud of debris."
"Don't worry if there was any danger the exterior censors would have picked it up long ago." She pointed to a wildly blinking screen and went back to taking out her anger on defenseless electronics.
"Is it supposed to be flashing like that?" Krillin asks getting worried. She looks again and franticly flips switches on the display.
"I didn't see it soon enough. It is too late to avoid and with this cloud the guidance system isn't going to be much help. It is going to take some luck to get out of this without serious damage." Krillin just sighed and shook his head. "I knew I should have just stayed in bed today."
Krillin looked nervous has she desperately fiddled with the controls. Vegeta watched from the doorway. "She should have relied on my experience and not on her instruments. I practically grew up flying. Silly woman." Everyone in the other room was unnerved by the sudden silence, remembering Bulma's earlier threat to jettison any one that disturbed her. They all tried to ignore it until the ship started to pitch. Bulma worked fast but she could but there were too many of them and her reflexes were to slow. She looked frightened there was no way she could save them. She noticed Vegeta's reflection in the monitor. If anyone could move fast enough to get them out alive it was him.
"Take the controls." She screamed at Vegeta has the floor shook and dull scraping noise rung thought the ship. Vegeta just stared at her showing her he wasn't at her beck and call. "Vegeta, take the controls now or we are all dead." He gave her a smirk started the maneuvering rockets. Everyone in the other room tried in vain to stop themselves from being thrown about.
After ten minutes of being yanked in every possible direction the turbulence ends and everyone falls back to the floor. "I knew you could do it." Bulma gave him a sweet long kiss. Krillin chuckled, Vegeta glared at him. He started to smirk contemplating how far Krillin's head would skid if he tossed him. Krillin got the message and ran like the wind. "What did you do to him this time?" Bulma said shaking her head. He just smirked and looked at her. "Don't start that again." She ran a check hoping all systems would stay green. A red light started to flash on the control panel. "Please let it be something easy." Bulma thought. It was not good the exterior shield had been torn severing some of the main electrical lines and ripping one of the auxiliary batteries off. They were going to not have enough power to run life support in a few hours. There was absolutely no way to fix it unless they could land somewhere and even then she had her doubts. She scanned for the nearest inhabitable planet. "Lets see, that one could work, no, it has large man-eating worms. That one has no oxygen. That is a pretty tiny planet but I guess it will have to work " "We have to take a little detour. The ship is damaged."
Vegeta leaned on the wall with his arms crossed staring blankly ahead. "Either help me set lading coordinates and make a damage report or go gloat somewhere else. I think Chi-Chi has finished lunch." She took a deep breath and stared at his retreating form. "I love you but you are the most arrogant jerk I have known." Bulma thought getting back to work.
Vegeta walked out, wanting the fight to go on. Every time he felt her anger he remembered why he put up with her. He loved the challenge and she looked so much more alive when she was angry. It was one of the reasons he stayed around after his son's birth. Vegeta went in to the kitchen and saw the others were already at the table waiting for lunch. The only place to sit left was next to Krillin. He smiled has he saw Krillin scooting the chair over has far as it could go. Everyone watched Chi-Chi hungrily as she dished out piles of food. They ate in a blur of chopsticks and open mouths. "Goku chew with your mouth closed. Gohan use a napkin not your sleeve. What kind of example is that to set for your little brother?" Chi- Chi was forever trying to fix her families less then perfect table manners. Krillin grabbed the food has fast has he could, knowing that in a moment every thing would end up on the Saya-jin's plates. Chi-Chi sighed, over the last few years she has learned soon as she could sit down the food was gone, She eats her fill in the kitchen and watches the pots vary carefully so Goku can't eat it all before she can get it on the table. "Good thing I set aside a plate for Bulma. I doubt there will be any crumbs left." She thought picking up a tray from the counter.
"Bulma, I have some lunch for you, Can I come in?" Bulma was sitting on the edge of the pilot's chair watching the flight path on the computer display. "Are you all right? I hate to here you and Vegeta arguing like that."
"We have to land soon the ship is damaged. I don't know if I can fix it." She said pacing back and forth.
"Why don't you eat, I am sure every thing will be fine. Where are we going to land?"
"A tiny planet called with no real name. No recorded explorers or history just an empty little speck on the star charts. The damage is so severe if we don't land everything will shut down. I can only hope we have what it will take to fix it"
"You have done more miraculous things in far worse situations." Chi-Chi patted Bulma's shoulder and sat her down. Bulma shook her head and started to eat. "How long do you think that luck can hold out?"
"It wasn't luck. You will find a way to fix this." Chi-Chi said trying not to let Bulma's nervousness affect her.
"But what if we get stuck there. I don't think our food will last us for very long. This is far too risky. It is all my fault if only I hadn't been messing around this would never had happened." Bulma shook her head hating the fact that now so many things were out of her control.
"It isn't your fault it was an accident. Stop blaming your self. Lets just land we can deal with the rest as it happens"
"I hope so." Bulma said sighing and poking absentmindedly at her food.
Chapter 1 Strange vacation
Bulma and Vegeta were not the most patient people and the cramped quarters were not helping. The fight started hours ago when Bulma was constructing a Namek-Go translator. She had been very embarrassed last time she had called up a toilet instead of seat belt. Vegeta walked up to her and told her son wanted lunch. She told him to leave her alone and pitch in on caring for Trunks. He called her invention a silly little toy and left telling Trunks to fix his own food. This was the last straw she started screaming at Vegeta.
"He is your son too and you dam well better start taking care of him."
"I am training him."
"I am fed up with you and your stupid Neanderthal like attitudes. Get out of my sight." She shoved him hard and he let her bounce right off. "Now." Bulma said coldly. The finger she pointed at the door shook with fury. He turned and left leaving her exasperated and a hungry Trunks to deal with.
In the room next door every one was doing there best to not to notice the banging coming from the deck. Goku was watching and smiling as Chi-Chi put the final touches on lunch. Gohan was helping Goten do a particularly tricky word problem. Piccolo had vanished again. Krillin was sitting near the window enjoying the temporary hush. He noticed something sparkling out of the corner of his eye. Krillin looked again and saw they had drifted in to a cloud of dust and debris. He sighed and muttered. "Of course I can't have a normal danger free vacation. I better go get Bulma, something tells me I would be happier floating out there with those rocks."
Krillin pounds on Bulma's door. "Bulma, open the door it's Krillin." He could here her tossing things around and muttering. "I guess I'm going in. I hope she realizes it is me before she tosses a bunch of stuff at me again." He opened the door and flinched as a wrench crashed in to the wall inches away from his forehead. "Well at least she has bad aim."
"At least Chi-Chi gets some help around the house sometimes. It is not like I ask for much." She says slamming her tools back in to there cases.
"Bulma" she continues muttering paying no attention to Krillin.
"But no you're a prince and to good to worry about how your wife and child feel. What kind of example is that for our son?"
Krillin taped her on the shoulder only to find himself looking down the business end of a soldering iron.
Bulma blinks and puts the tool away. "Sorry Krillin, What do you want."
"We are flying in to a cloud of debris."
"Don't worry if there was any danger the exterior censors would have picked it up long ago." She pointed to a wildly blinking screen and went back to taking out her anger on defenseless electronics.
"Is it supposed to be flashing like that?" Krillin asks getting worried. She looks again and franticly flips switches on the display.
"I didn't see it soon enough. It is too late to avoid and with this cloud the guidance system isn't going to be much help. It is going to take some luck to get out of this without serious damage." Krillin just sighed and shook his head. "I knew I should have just stayed in bed today."
Krillin looked nervous has she desperately fiddled with the controls. Vegeta watched from the doorway. "She should have relied on my experience and not on her instruments. I practically grew up flying. Silly woman." Everyone in the other room was unnerved by the sudden silence, remembering Bulma's earlier threat to jettison any one that disturbed her. They all tried to ignore it until the ship started to pitch. Bulma worked fast but she could but there were too many of them and her reflexes were to slow. She looked frightened there was no way she could save them. She noticed Vegeta's reflection in the monitor. If anyone could move fast enough to get them out alive it was him.
"Take the controls." She screamed at Vegeta has the floor shook and dull scraping noise rung thought the ship. Vegeta just stared at her showing her he wasn't at her beck and call. "Vegeta, take the controls now or we are all dead." He gave her a smirk started the maneuvering rockets. Everyone in the other room tried in vain to stop themselves from being thrown about.
After ten minutes of being yanked in every possible direction the turbulence ends and everyone falls back to the floor. "I knew you could do it." Bulma gave him a sweet long kiss. Krillin chuckled, Vegeta glared at him. He started to smirk contemplating how far Krillin's head would skid if he tossed him. Krillin got the message and ran like the wind. "What did you do to him this time?" Bulma said shaking her head. He just smirked and looked at her. "Don't start that again." She ran a check hoping all systems would stay green. A red light started to flash on the control panel. "Please let it be something easy." Bulma thought. It was not good the exterior shield had been torn severing some of the main electrical lines and ripping one of the auxiliary batteries off. They were going to not have enough power to run life support in a few hours. There was absolutely no way to fix it unless they could land somewhere and even then she had her doubts. She scanned for the nearest inhabitable planet. "Lets see, that one could work, no, it has large man-eating worms. That one has no oxygen. That is a pretty tiny planet but I guess it will have to work " "We have to take a little detour. The ship is damaged."
Vegeta leaned on the wall with his arms crossed staring blankly ahead. "Either help me set lading coordinates and make a damage report or go gloat somewhere else. I think Chi-Chi has finished lunch." She took a deep breath and stared at his retreating form. "I love you but you are the most arrogant jerk I have known." Bulma thought getting back to work.
Vegeta walked out, wanting the fight to go on. Every time he felt her anger he remembered why he put up with her. He loved the challenge and she looked so much more alive when she was angry. It was one of the reasons he stayed around after his son's birth. Vegeta went in to the kitchen and saw the others were already at the table waiting for lunch. The only place to sit left was next to Krillin. He smiled has he saw Krillin scooting the chair over has far as it could go. Everyone watched Chi-Chi hungrily as she dished out piles of food. They ate in a blur of chopsticks and open mouths. "Goku chew with your mouth closed. Gohan use a napkin not your sleeve. What kind of example is that to set for your little brother?" Chi- Chi was forever trying to fix her families less then perfect table manners. Krillin grabbed the food has fast has he could, knowing that in a moment every thing would end up on the Saya-jin's plates. Chi-Chi sighed, over the last few years she has learned soon as she could sit down the food was gone, She eats her fill in the kitchen and watches the pots vary carefully so Goku can't eat it all before she can get it on the table. "Good thing I set aside a plate for Bulma. I doubt there will be any crumbs left." She thought picking up a tray from the counter.
"Bulma, I have some lunch for you, Can I come in?" Bulma was sitting on the edge of the pilot's chair watching the flight path on the computer display. "Are you all right? I hate to here you and Vegeta arguing like that."
"We have to land soon the ship is damaged. I don't know if I can fix it." She said pacing back and forth.
"Why don't you eat, I am sure every thing will be fine. Where are we going to land?"
"A tiny planet called with no real name. No recorded explorers or history just an empty little speck on the star charts. The damage is so severe if we don't land everything will shut down. I can only hope we have what it will take to fix it"
"You have done more miraculous things in far worse situations." Chi-Chi patted Bulma's shoulder and sat her down. Bulma shook her head and started to eat. "How long do you think that luck can hold out?"
"It wasn't luck. You will find a way to fix this." Chi-Chi said trying not to let Bulma's nervousness affect her.
"But what if we get stuck there. I don't think our food will last us for very long. This is far too risky. It is all my fault if only I hadn't been messing around this would never had happened." Bulma shook her head hating the fact that now so many things were out of her control.
"It isn't your fault it was an accident. Stop blaming your self. Lets just land we can deal with the rest as it happens"
"I hope so." Bulma said sighing and poking absentmindedly at her food.