Chapter 1 : Am I going crazy?
So far no one has noticed. Am I going crazy? Surely by now someone should have
said something about the strange way I've been acting! Then again, Goku was the last to know when I was pregnant with Gohan, and Gohan didn't even remotely suspect that I was training his little brother. Ahh, Goten, your so much like your father. I pity whichever poor girl marries you. Thank goodness that that's a long time in the future. True, too, that I've managed not to break anything in front of anyone. Except Vegeta. Damn! Why, of all people, did that arrogant, rude, loud-mouthed, saiya-jin have to be the one standing there when I broke that vase? The way he looked at me just then, the way my son looks at a bug that's just done something interesting, got me so frazzeled that I ran into the kitchen without stopping to pick up the pieces! What was I thinking? Someone could have cut themselves while I was worrying about whether or not he'd noticed how I'd broken the vase. Later on , after everyone left, I went back to get them but they were gone. I assumed at the time that Bulma or Juuhanachigou had picked them up and, thinking one of the guys had been careless, thrown them away. But it wasn't one of the guys. It was me.What if Vegeta says something to Bulma? What am I going to do?
Kakkarot is an idiot. I know that I've said this many times before, but it bears repeating. My mate is not much better. After all, these days Chichi's so obviously hiding something, and Bulma, her best friend, hasn't even noticed. Even I'm not that self-centered.
Just last week Bulma dragged me to a get together at Kakarot's place. I told her that I needed to train and that I would be in the gravity room when she got home. She told me that if I didn't go I'd be sleeping on the couch. Evil minded woman. Besides, sparing with Kakkarot is just as good a work out as the gravity chamber. Who knew, maybe even Juunanagou would be there. If his sister could haul him out of his shack. She couldn't and he wasn't. Everyone was more interested in socializing than sparing, just another boring dinner party. I'll admit that woman is a good cook, but I see enough of these parties at Capsule Corp. without dealing with them here. I was beginning to think sneaking out would be worth sleeping on the couch when Chichi broke that vase. I pull the pieces out of my pocket and look at them again. It was a thick walled, heavy-duty ceramic vase. Damn near unbreakable for humans and the only kind she dares to keep in that house full of klutzes.
She wasn't even gripping it very hard. Just enough to pick it up so that she could dust the table beneath it. I think it's time I had a little chat with Kakkarot's mate.