Chapter 4: Too Bad
By: The Angel of Foof
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Uh... I'm too lazy right now to come up with some funny or strange disclaimer..... by now, everyone should know that I don't own either DBZ or Nickelback. (*hint hint* I don't)
A/N: Hooray!! Here's the chapter that everyone's been waiting for- VEGGIE'S DEBUT!!! (De-butt? *pictures Vegeta walking around with no butt* @_@) Anyway, thanks to all (Raven, Cerulean, Flame, moonsaiyanprincess, and "Onna") who have reviewed the third chapter (I have fans!!!!! *dances*). On to the story!!
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"BULMA!! GOOD NEWS!! COME ON DOWN HERE!!" the social worker shouted.
Bulma grabbed her things and ran downstairs. "There's a rich family who wants to adopt you, dearie. They've already adopted another boy and I think that you all would get along!"
"WHAT?!" Bulma was shocked. There was a family who wanted her now? She was sure that a rich family like that would not remind her of her old one. "Let's GO!!!"
They left the Parashar's and headed for the Briefs'. Bulma was smiling way too much for someone who just had bad experiences. But she wasn't looking at the past. She was reaching for the future.
They made it to the Briefs' in record time, mostly because of Bulma threatening to hurt the social worker if she didn't put the pedal to the metal. The social worker knocked on the door. A medium-height blonde woman answered the door. "Is that my Bulma out there?!" (A/N: ...... well, this is going to be in character.... lol) She looked to see who was standing in the doorway. "OOH!!! It is!!!!!! Come on in, dear!"
Bulma looked around the large foyer. "Wow, this room is like twice the size of my oldest house!! This is so cool!!"
As Bulma was staring in awe (jaw gaping and all) at the room, a teenage boy ran beside her. He seemed to be in an urgent need of something. Bulma didn't pay close attention. "Oh, did you see Vegeta running outside to get some training in before dinner? He's so dedicated!!" Mrs. Briefs exclaimed. "He hardly does anything but sleep, eat, and train. He's quite a fighter!!"
"Who?" Bulma asked, dazed. "Oh, that boy that ran out a minute ago? I hardly noticed. I was looking at-- at-- at the hugeness of this place. I can't believe it!"
"Well, let's go and put your stuff in your room. Then we can make dinner!!" Mrs. Briefs suggested.
"Okay," Bulma agreed. "Sounds good..... mom!"
Mrs. Briefs was ecstatic about being called "mom". They went to Bulma's room (which was at least three times the size of her largest old room; needless to say, Bulma's jaw dropped again), dropped off her stuff, and went to the kitchen to make dinner. They made a huge salad and a huge lasagne. "Vegeta gets very hungry after training," Mrs. Briefs explained. "He eats more than the average person."
"Obviously," Bulma replied. "I'm suprised that one person could eat all of that!!"
Within a half hour, Vegeta came in from training, Dr. Briefs came in from the lab, and Mrs. Briefs and Bulma were setting the table. "I hope this food is better than before," Vegeta remarked rudely.
"How DARE you talk to her like that!!" Bulma exploded. "She gives you food, she puts a roof over your head, and you're acting like an ungrateful pig, you arrogant son-of-a-bit--"
"You are NOT going to talk to me that way! Don't you know that you are talking to the Prin--" Vegeta replied, just as angry.
"Stop it, both of you!! You can argue after dinner. It's getting cold," the ever-rational Dr. Briefs ended the brief argument.
They both sat down and ate dinner, never taking their eyes off of one another, Bulma giving Vegeta her death look and Vegeta giving Bulma his ever-famous smirk.
'What an ass!' Bulma thought. 'I'm just glad that I don't have to deal with him 24/7. Thank Kami for that training he does! He is kinda cute, though.'
'That bitch! I can't believe that she'd talk to the Prince of all Saiyans that way!! I'll show her!!' Vegeta thought, angrilly.
Dinner ended briefly (ha, I used a pun!!) and Bulma and Vegeta walked outside. "Let's try this again, shall we? I can't believe that you would talk to those people that way!! They care for you!! You arrogant son-of-a-bitch!!"
"Never.... NEVER..... talk to me that way. I'll let you off this time, since you didn't realize that you were insulting the Prince of all Saiyans and-"
"What the hell is a Saiyan? Some kind of blooming idiot?!"
"For your information, the Saiyan race is the strongest warrior race in the universe. I'm not the average person. That's why I eat so much, too! Can't you get that through your head, woman, that I'm not to be insulted??"
"Don't call me woman! I have a name!!" Bulma started turning bright red.
Vegeta laughed. "And that would be..."
"Bulma, you dumbass!! Didn't anyone tell you that I'd be living here?!"
Vegeta took a second to take in what she was saying. 'That bitch, living here?? This'll be an interesting life now. Damn! Can't these weak, pathetic humans live alone??'
"I have been living alone for a while. You have no clue what the hell I've had to deal with lately!!" Bulma exploded again.
"You.... I didn't say anything.... can you...." Vegeta was shocked. Though he only knew this strong-willed woman for an hour at most, a bond was forming between them. "Tell me about your past, woman."
"I told you not to call me woman!! But, since you seem to have such a great life, oh big-headed one, I will." Bulma started telling him about the life she had at her original house. "He beat my mom and when he was really pissed, he'd beat me. I'd get really scared. I had to learn how to defend myself. When my dad was really smashed, and I knew he wouldn't remember it, I'd kick him in the balls just to stop him from touching either of us."
Vegeta winced. Getting kicked in the balls was not fun, or so he had heard. He had never experienced it as far as he could remember. 'Well, there was that one time, but I blasted that kid into oblivion and no one remembered a thing, I made sure of that.'
"Ow, that had to hurt," Bulma said offhand. "Anyway, the latest house that I was in reminded me of that. The parents were nice and all, but they were really poor and I didn't appreciate that.... they reminded me of my parents too much then.
Father's hands are lined with dirt from long days in the field
Mother's hands are serving meals in a cafe on Main Street
With mouths to feed... just tryin' to keep clothing on our backs
And all I hear about... is how it's so bad
It's too bad, it's stupid
Too late, so wrong, so long
It's too bad we had no time to rewind
Let's walk, let's talk
"Kami, that would suck," Vegeta was starting to feel somewhat sympathetic for the girl. 'Wait? Sympathy? What is wrong with me?'
"Yeah, it did. I kinda had a boyfriend there for the short time I was there... but he told me he was headed for the Army and we wouldn't see each other again, probably. I was devistated. I didn't think that I could be happy again. Anyway, I figure that I'll find someone else... his loss." Bulma sighed. 'I just wish I could pay back that jerk, Yamcha.'
"Yamcha? Who the hell is that?!" Vegeta asked, shocked.
"I'll get to that later... he was the biggest ass I've ever met."
You left without saying goodbye, although I'm sure you tried
You call the house from time to time to make sure we're alive
But you weren't there right when I needed you the most
And now I dream about it... and how it's so bad
It's too bad, it's stupid
Too late, so wrong, so long
It's too bad we had no time to rewind
Let's walk, let's talk
"Anyway, I had to leave my latest house because they were so poor that they were fighting about having another mouth to feed. It was really Rick's fault. He didn't want me in the beginning, really. I left after a day or two. It was stupid to think that anything would work out there. Oh, well. I'm better off now." Bulma continued.
Father's hands are lined with guilt for tearing us apart
Guess it turned out in the end, just look at where we are
We made it out... ...we still got clothing on our backs
And now I scream about it... ...and how it's so bad, it's so bad, it's so bad
It's too bad, it's stupid
Too late, so wrong, so long
It's too bad we had no time to rewind
Let's walk, let's talk
It's too bad, it's stupid
Too late, so wrong, so long
It's too bad we had no time to rewind
Let's walk, let's talk
"It wasn't really worth my time, I guess, but it showed me what I really want in a person."
"And that would be...." Vegeta suprised himself. 'I'm making a move on the woman and I hardly know her! She IS fine, though. I could see her as.... no......'
"Uh... someone who knows what to do in a tough situation... he'd have to be really hot, of course..... he'd need to be able to protect a person, not harm them....... and he'd have to be able to deal with me....." she finished with a smile.
'Oh, Kami.... she just described me!'
"I did?!" Bulma was shocked. "But I guess there's one way to know your sincerity about that, to find out if you're being real or that arrogant pig." she kissed him.
'Damn, she's even a good kisser!' Vegeta kissed back.
'He's true.... I can't believe it!! Wait a minute... it's VEGETA!!' Bulma broke the kiss.
"Well, you're true.... but I want you to prove yourself."
"How?" Vegeta was realizing that Bulma was the one true one for himself.
"Go down to the prisons. Find Yamcha, the guy I used to live with. He raped me when I was living there. Prove yourself to me by teaching him a lesson he'll never forget."
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Well.... that took an unexpected turn or two..... and there's a small cliffhanger..... hehe..... R/R of course! I'm hoping to get the next chapter out either in the next couple of days or around the weekend!
.:Angel of Foof:.
By: The Angel of Foof
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Uh... I'm too lazy right now to come up with some funny or strange disclaimer..... by now, everyone should know that I don't own either DBZ or Nickelback. (*hint hint* I don't)
A/N: Hooray!! Here's the chapter that everyone's been waiting for- VEGGIE'S DEBUT!!! (De-butt? *pictures Vegeta walking around with no butt* @_@) Anyway, thanks to all (Raven, Cerulean, Flame, moonsaiyanprincess, and "Onna") who have reviewed the third chapter (I have fans!!!!! *dances*). On to the story!!
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"BULMA!! GOOD NEWS!! COME ON DOWN HERE!!" the social worker shouted.
Bulma grabbed her things and ran downstairs. "There's a rich family who wants to adopt you, dearie. They've already adopted another boy and I think that you all would get along!"
"WHAT?!" Bulma was shocked. There was a family who wanted her now? She was sure that a rich family like that would not remind her of her old one. "Let's GO!!!"
They left the Parashar's and headed for the Briefs'. Bulma was smiling way too much for someone who just had bad experiences. But she wasn't looking at the past. She was reaching for the future.
They made it to the Briefs' in record time, mostly because of Bulma threatening to hurt the social worker if she didn't put the pedal to the metal. The social worker knocked on the door. A medium-height blonde woman answered the door. "Is that my Bulma out there?!" (A/N: ...... well, this is going to be in character.... lol) She looked to see who was standing in the doorway. "OOH!!! It is!!!!!! Come on in, dear!"
Bulma looked around the large foyer. "Wow, this room is like twice the size of my oldest house!! This is so cool!!"
As Bulma was staring in awe (jaw gaping and all) at the room, a teenage boy ran beside her. He seemed to be in an urgent need of something. Bulma didn't pay close attention. "Oh, did you see Vegeta running outside to get some training in before dinner? He's so dedicated!!" Mrs. Briefs exclaimed. "He hardly does anything but sleep, eat, and train. He's quite a fighter!!"
"Who?" Bulma asked, dazed. "Oh, that boy that ran out a minute ago? I hardly noticed. I was looking at-- at-- at the hugeness of this place. I can't believe it!"
"Well, let's go and put your stuff in your room. Then we can make dinner!!" Mrs. Briefs suggested.
"Okay," Bulma agreed. "Sounds good..... mom!"
Mrs. Briefs was ecstatic about being called "mom". They went to Bulma's room (which was at least three times the size of her largest old room; needless to say, Bulma's jaw dropped again), dropped off her stuff, and went to the kitchen to make dinner. They made a huge salad and a huge lasagne. "Vegeta gets very hungry after training," Mrs. Briefs explained. "He eats more than the average person."
"Obviously," Bulma replied. "I'm suprised that one person could eat all of that!!"
Within a half hour, Vegeta came in from training, Dr. Briefs came in from the lab, and Mrs. Briefs and Bulma were setting the table. "I hope this food is better than before," Vegeta remarked rudely.
"How DARE you talk to her like that!!" Bulma exploded. "She gives you food, she puts a roof over your head, and you're acting like an ungrateful pig, you arrogant son-of-a-bit--"
"You are NOT going to talk to me that way! Don't you know that you are talking to the Prin--" Vegeta replied, just as angry.
"Stop it, both of you!! You can argue after dinner. It's getting cold," the ever-rational Dr. Briefs ended the brief argument.
They both sat down and ate dinner, never taking their eyes off of one another, Bulma giving Vegeta her death look and Vegeta giving Bulma his ever-famous smirk.
'What an ass!' Bulma thought. 'I'm just glad that I don't have to deal with him 24/7. Thank Kami for that training he does! He is kinda cute, though.'
'That bitch! I can't believe that she'd talk to the Prince of all Saiyans that way!! I'll show her!!' Vegeta thought, angrilly.
Dinner ended briefly (ha, I used a pun!!) and Bulma and Vegeta walked outside. "Let's try this again, shall we? I can't believe that you would talk to those people that way!! They care for you!! You arrogant son-of-a-bitch!!"
"Never.... NEVER..... talk to me that way. I'll let you off this time, since you didn't realize that you were insulting the Prince of all Saiyans and-"
"What the hell is a Saiyan? Some kind of blooming idiot?!"
"For your information, the Saiyan race is the strongest warrior race in the universe. I'm not the average person. That's why I eat so much, too! Can't you get that through your head, woman, that I'm not to be insulted??"
"Don't call me woman! I have a name!!" Bulma started turning bright red.
Vegeta laughed. "And that would be..."
"Bulma, you dumbass!! Didn't anyone tell you that I'd be living here?!"
Vegeta took a second to take in what she was saying. 'That bitch, living here?? This'll be an interesting life now. Damn! Can't these weak, pathetic humans live alone??'
"I have been living alone for a while. You have no clue what the hell I've had to deal with lately!!" Bulma exploded again.
"You.... I didn't say anything.... can you...." Vegeta was shocked. Though he only knew this strong-willed woman for an hour at most, a bond was forming between them. "Tell me about your past, woman."
"I told you not to call me woman!! But, since you seem to have such a great life, oh big-headed one, I will." Bulma started telling him about the life she had at her original house. "He beat my mom and when he was really pissed, he'd beat me. I'd get really scared. I had to learn how to defend myself. When my dad was really smashed, and I knew he wouldn't remember it, I'd kick him in the balls just to stop him from touching either of us."
Vegeta winced. Getting kicked in the balls was not fun, or so he had heard. He had never experienced it as far as he could remember. 'Well, there was that one time, but I blasted that kid into oblivion and no one remembered a thing, I made sure of that.'
"Ow, that had to hurt," Bulma said offhand. "Anyway, the latest house that I was in reminded me of that. The parents were nice and all, but they were really poor and I didn't appreciate that.... they reminded me of my parents too much then.
Father's hands are lined with dirt from long days in the field
Mother's hands are serving meals in a cafe on Main Street
With mouths to feed... just tryin' to keep clothing on our backs
And all I hear about... is how it's so bad
It's too bad, it's stupid
Too late, so wrong, so long
It's too bad we had no time to rewind
Let's walk, let's talk
"Kami, that would suck," Vegeta was starting to feel somewhat sympathetic for the girl. 'Wait? Sympathy? What is wrong with me?'
"Yeah, it did. I kinda had a boyfriend there for the short time I was there... but he told me he was headed for the Army and we wouldn't see each other again, probably. I was devistated. I didn't think that I could be happy again. Anyway, I figure that I'll find someone else... his loss." Bulma sighed. 'I just wish I could pay back that jerk, Yamcha.'
"Yamcha? Who the hell is that?!" Vegeta asked, shocked.
"I'll get to that later... he was the biggest ass I've ever met."
You left without saying goodbye, although I'm sure you tried
You call the house from time to time to make sure we're alive
But you weren't there right when I needed you the most
And now I dream about it... and how it's so bad
It's too bad, it's stupid
Too late, so wrong, so long
It's too bad we had no time to rewind
Let's walk, let's talk
"Anyway, I had to leave my latest house because they were so poor that they were fighting about having another mouth to feed. It was really Rick's fault. He didn't want me in the beginning, really. I left after a day or two. It was stupid to think that anything would work out there. Oh, well. I'm better off now." Bulma continued.
Father's hands are lined with guilt for tearing us apart
Guess it turned out in the end, just look at where we are
We made it out... ...we still got clothing on our backs
And now I scream about it... ...and how it's so bad, it's so bad, it's so bad
It's too bad, it's stupid
Too late, so wrong, so long
It's too bad we had no time to rewind
Let's walk, let's talk
It's too bad, it's stupid
Too late, so wrong, so long
It's too bad we had no time to rewind
Let's walk, let's talk
"It wasn't really worth my time, I guess, but it showed me what I really want in a person."
"And that would be...." Vegeta suprised himself. 'I'm making a move on the woman and I hardly know her! She IS fine, though. I could see her as.... no......'
"Uh... someone who knows what to do in a tough situation... he'd have to be really hot, of course..... he'd need to be able to protect a person, not harm them....... and he'd have to be able to deal with me....." she finished with a smile.
'Oh, Kami.... she just described me!'
"I did?!" Bulma was shocked. "But I guess there's one way to know your sincerity about that, to find out if you're being real or that arrogant pig." she kissed him.
'Damn, she's even a good kisser!' Vegeta kissed back.
'He's true.... I can't believe it!! Wait a minute... it's VEGETA!!' Bulma broke the kiss.
"Well, you're true.... but I want you to prove yourself."
"How?" Vegeta was realizing that Bulma was the one true one for himself.
"Go down to the prisons. Find Yamcha, the guy I used to live with. He raped me when I was living there. Prove yourself to me by teaching him a lesson he'll never forget."
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Well.... that took an unexpected turn or two..... and there's a small cliffhanger..... hehe..... R/R of course! I'm hoping to get the next chapter out either in the next couple of days or around the weekend!
.:Angel of Foof:.