If love was a cat
Ch4
"Stupid cat." He said, then looked up. He needed to get away from it without waking it. If he did wake Sniff, he would surely follow Vegeta around and that's the last thing the prince wanted.
As lightly and delicately as he could he slid his hand under the napping cat and gently lifted it up. He looked over at the garage to the side of the house; Bulma was still looking through her capsule case trying to find her tools. After setting the fuzzy animal down where he was sitting he sneaked away, and smirked as he entered the threshold, he briefly glanced back as he closed the door; it was still sleeping.
Inside he decided that while the GR was being fixed he'd watch a little TV. He was sure to find something good from one of the 999 channels. After a five-minute search for the elusive remote, he finally sat down to watch some tube. He shook his head at what a hassle it was just to find the changer; when he was actually bored enough to watch the damn TV he'd often have to tear up the living room looking for the clicker.
All stray thoughts were soon erased from his mind as the incandescent light emitted by the wondrous box hypnotized him. He sat transfixed as he rapidly changed the channels until all that could be seen was a strobe of light. Every so often he'd laugh, frown or shake his head in disbelief as he viewed each channel as an instant flash. He continued like this for some time.
Bulma had finally found her tools in the box capsules she kept in the garage, normally she would have used the tools in her lab but they weren't capsulized and she didn't want to carry that heavy thing. When she got back to the table where she left Vegeta and the cat, neither of them was there. At first she was a little worried but she assured herself that Vegeta was a man of his word. She shrugged her shoulders and went to work, but wondered where they could be.
Back in the living room Vegeta's eyes were beginning to get heavy. He blinked, trying to sustain his awareness. Still he was staring into the TV while it blinked speedily. By now, boredom had again taken a hold of Vegeta and he struggled now to stay awake.
Vegeta's clicking had slowed in pace as the batteries could no longer handle the high speeds. His search for something to watch had been in vain, he had already seen all 999 channels a total of 65 times and he was going on his 66th. All of a sudden he stopped, his eyes moved but not his head and he had as astonished look on his face. Something furry had brushed up against his face and Vegeta turned slowly to his left. He was met with a pair of big eyes, one turquoise and the other black, framed by orange fur. He nearly jumped back when he saw him; he couldn't believe it. His head turned to the door, still closed, then to the cat. "How'd you get in here?" he asked, getting no response, just a curious stare. He stared back still, nothing, except Sniff tilting his head. The TV broke their silence as a Meow Mix commercial came on. The both of them turned to look at the screen at the same time as the advertisement began.
"*Meow, meow, meow, meow. Meow, meow, meow, meow. Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow. Meow, meow, meow, meow. Meow, meow, meow, meow. Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow. Meow…meow…meow. *"
After the meows ended Vegeta turned off the TV and looked at the cat clinging to his shoulder. It turned to him the meowed. "I suppose your hungry, huh?" Vegeta said as if he understood the feline. He received a meow then got up and walked over to the kitchen.
With Sniff still clinging on he looked through the refrigerator then realized he didn't know what cats like to eat. As if sensing what Vegeta was thinking Sniff jumped into the box and started licking the cap on a jug of milk. Vegeta immediately knew what it was saying and grabbed the container and he closed the door, which nearly caught little Sniff, but it jumped quickly from inside of the refrigerator back to Vegeta's shoulder.
After filling up a glass with milk Vegeta set it down on the table and sat on the chair, the cat on his shoulder jump next to the tall glass and walked around it. It went up close cautiously, and inspected the clear container. Vegeta looked on, wondering what it was doing. The cat looked at the rim of the glass, then sat and looked at Vegeta with a puzzled expression. "Well," Vegeta said. "Drink, cat!" He watched as the cat got up on twos and tried to drink the white liquid. It stuck its head as far as it could into the top of the glass but its neck was just too short. The glass tipped over and Vegeta watched in slow motion as the spilt milk crept to the edge of the table and dripped onto his lap. He quickly pushed his chair backwards and set the glass upright to prevent any further mess. "Agh, damn it, you little flea-ridden pest." Vegeta said looking at tiny Sniff, who at the moment was enjoying the spilt milk. Vegeta sneered at the furry beast and went to clean off the milk in the bathroom. The hungry feline looked up for a moment, noticing a retreating Vegeta, but went back to licking the tabletop to get as much milk as he possibly could.
While Sniff was busy drinking up, the phone in the kitchen began to ring. He continued to eat and the phone continued to ring. Finally Bulma's mother walked in, not noticing either Sniff or the mess around him, and picked up the phone.
"Hello?" she greeted.
*Hello, dear it's me. *
"OH, honey hi. How was the conference, did everything go well?"
*Everything went fine, that deal is as good as made. And how's everything over there? *
"Everything's good. Where are you now, you should almost be here by now, right?"
*I'm on the plane right now, but there's some trouble. The pilot is missing and they're scrambling to find a replacement. I'm afraid that I wont be there till this evening. *
"Oh dear, and I had a surprise planned too. I just got us two tickets to the new Imax feature. I got them for this afternoon because I thought we could go right when you came home."
*I'm sorry, honey. I wish I could be there. I'll make it up to you, I promise. Tomorrow I'll buy any ticket to any event you want no matter where it is. *
"Really," she said excitedly.
*Yep. Promise. *
"Alright, I'll see you then. Bye."
*Can't wait. See ya. Tell Vegeta and Bulma I said hi. *
She put the phone on its charger and reached into her pocket, pulling out two tickets.
"Now what am I gonna with these?" She asked herself and turned around. She then noticed the spilt milk and her eyes traveled up and down, and along the extent of the mess. Her eyes then rested on something quite strange, a small cat staring up at her.
"Hello, now where'd you come from?" She pushed a button beside her, which released a team of cleanup robots, and walked over to the cat and picked it up.
"Aww, you cutie. How'd you get in here? I know you didn't go and pour yourself a cup of milk. That means that either Vegeta or Bulma picked you up and put you in here, huh." Suddenly she got an idea on what to do with those tickets of hers. "Of course, Bulma could take Vegeta." She giggled to herself as she went to look for Bulma, taking Sniff with her. "I'm sure she'll be excited."
"Meow." The cat wailed as he was taken through the house on a search for Bulma.
Vegeta washed away the milk stains as best he could and went back to the kitchen to find and have a talk with the little nuisance. When he got there the cat was gone and the milk was all cleaned up. 'That's strange' He thought as he walked out. 'Oh well, maybe the woman is done with the machine'.
"Vegeta's not gonna like this" Bulma said as she held a large piece of the machine in her hand. She blew on it to remove the dirt and she examined it closely, then she put it down. "Yep, this thing is gone."
"What's gone?" Vegeta said, startling Bulma.
"Vegeta, you scared me."
"What's gone?" he asked again.
"Well I thought I would just have to mend a few wires but it seems the damage is a little more significant then that." She wiped her brow and removed her gloves.
"What do you mean?" Vegeta inquired.
"See that," she said pointing to the part on the ground. He nodded. "That is the inertial enhancer. Its what makes it harder for you to move, or to stop moving. Without it the machine is useless."
"So, fix it." He said simply.
"I can't and the CC facilities needed to make that part are in another location, so it will need to be transported here. That's gonna take two maybe three days." Vegeta just sighed in defeat and shook his head.
"May I ask how it was damaged?"
"Sure." She said. "Somehow the outer containment shell was scratched. I guess you just worked it too hard."
"Scratched, huh?" he said skeptically. By the tone of his voice Bulma could tell that he suspected a certain feline, even she, at first supposed something similar, but she knew that it was impossible; that thing was made of solid steel.
"So where is Sniff anyway?" Bulma asked. Vegeta turned to her.
"I assumed you took the little monster."
"Nope." The both of them tried to think of where he could be, but soon found out when Bulma's mother walked up beside them holding little Sniff.
"Bulma there you are, I was looking all over for you. I have something for you."
"Mom, I see you found Sniff." Bulma said and she took the little cat from her mother.
"Oh, yeah. I found him near a glass of milk someone spilt and didn't bother cleaning up." Both girls looked at Vegeta. He folded his arms and hmphed. "Anyway Bulma, here, I thought maybe you could make good use of these." She held out the tickets.
"Thanks mom."
"Your welcome. Oh and before I forget, your father says hi. Well, I'll see you two kids later." She said as she turned heading back inside. Bulma looked at the tickets in her hand. They were scheduled for 12:30. She read it further, "Imax theater ticket for 'Beauty and the Beast'." A smile appeared on her face as she fanned the paper stubs out, revealing two tickets. She looked up at Vegeta, who was looking at her curiously.
"What are you smiling about?"
Disclaimer: Mustn't forget to disclaim DBZ, so I herby deny any association with anyone involved in the creation or distribution of DBZ, nor was I involved in the creation or distribution of DBZ, therefore I do not own DBZ or any part of DBZ. What is mine, is the cat you have just read about, not much, but it is my character, but then again I really don't care if anyone used that character.(its not like anyone would use it.)