Chapter 7
Note: the *** ..dialog.. *** means that whatever is happening is a flashback
Disclaimers: the original DBZ characters are not mine
(months later)
Bulma covered her yawned as she woke up. 'What day is today?'
Bulma glance at date on her digital watch and frowned. 'Shit.'
~~~
"Where are my drinks Robert?" Bulma asked in a deadly tone as she looked at her empty alcohol cabinet.
"I hid them."
"Why?!" Bulma screamed at him.
"This happens every year. You are not allowed to get rip-roaring drunk again. I know Marcus died today, but that doesn't mean you have to do this ritual every year. You nearly killed yourself with alcohol poisoning three years ago. So NO!" Robert argued, arms akimbo.
"Fine! I'll just go out and get more." Bulma spat back and grabbed her keys.
She then tried to open the door. The key wouldn't fit and she kept trying to jerk the doorknob off.
"That won't work and I've changed all the locks, I've placed a security guard at every window and I detached the ignition wires from all of your cars."
"Arghhhhhh!"
"I can't let you do this."
"You *ss hole!" Bulma screamed as she began to hit him. But Robert (who was also head of security) twisted her arms around and pinned her to the nearest couch.
"As my job obligation says. I am to protect you, even from yourself."
"Then you're fired! You hear me?! FIRED! Now get off of me!"
"I'm sorry I can't do that."
Then Robert took out a syringe full of tranquilizer and injected it into Bulma as she screamed and struggled. Then after a few seconds she fell limp and Robert took her back to her room.
~~~
(flashback)
***"Marcus!" Bulma laughed as she pulled him towards the glass pyramid that stood in front of the Louve.
"Oy, you're hyper today." Marcus laughed as his blue-green eyes twinkled in the sun.
Bulma clasped her hand together and closed her eyes, basking in the feeling of being so happy. "I love being in Paris."
"I know." Marcus said softly as she wrapped his arms around Bulma's waist and hugged her gently.
Bulma gave him a soft kiss on the cheek and looked at him lovingly. "Thank you. For this, for everything."
"Anything for an angel."
Bulma blushed prettily and pursed her lips… "I am not."
"Of course you are. You're perfect."
Bulma teasingly slapped Marcus's arm and then she pulled him towards the entrance. "Come on you… I want to see the Napoleon Exhibit."
~~~
Bulma laughed like wind chimes as she clung onto Marcus's waist. They were sitting in a booth at a small French restaurant outside their hotel.
"So what do you think my dad and your dad are talking about?" Bulma queried.
"Probably locked up in their hotel room talking about equations or politics."
Bulma rolled her eyes. "We'll leave the 'businessing' to them."
"Of course."
~~~
That night Marcus's dad talked with Bulma as Marcus went upstairs to change for the festival.
"So when are you going to take over Capsule Corp?" Mr. Pheonix asked as he stroked his gray beard.
"I don't know. I don't really want to." Bulma replied nonchalantly.
"Really?" Mr. Pheonix commented as he raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah."
"You're father would be disappointed."
"I don't know. He likes doing his inventions."
"Ah but what you and your father don't see is that the future of Capsule Corp is doomed."
Bulma sat up straighter and queried. "Doomed?"
"You and your father have no foresight and no business skills. The businessmen are getting more ruthless these days. Their tactics are starting to become the 'in' thing to do. You've heard of Leveine Industries right?"
"Of course, they're our competitor."
"Do you know of their tactics in taking over companies?"
"Tactics?"
"You know, sleeping with your managers, turning them against you. Taking away those who are loyal to you, making a bad name for Capsule Corp, etc."
Bulma was aghast, "They wouldn't do that."
Mr. Pheonix chuckled softly. "How naive. Did you know that ALL companies do that?"
"We don't! And what about you?"
"My company also does that sometimes. Capsule Corp is the only exception. You're too nice, too gullible. One of these days, It might just happen to you. More than one company has been nipping away at Capsule Corp for months, eventually one of them is going to take more drastic action. I'm trying to warn your father, but he doesn't listen. Why do you think we're meeting in France? This isn't a vacation. I'm telling your father to watch his back. I can only protect him so far, if he doesn't change his ways. Those other companies will find a way to make him miserable."
Bulma blocked her ears and shook her head. "You're just speaking nonsense. I bet you're the ones that want to trick us!"
"Bulma I've known you since you were little. Would I trick you? Knowing that you love my son? If I was tricking you, I'd also be hurting him too."
"I- "
Marcus called from upstairs. "Bulma! I'm ready! Let's go."
Mr. Pheonix nodded and said out loud, "You two have fun."
Then he whispered to Bulma, "Don't forget what I said. It might just save Capsule Corp in future."
Bulma pulled away from Mr. Pheonix and ran upstairs to find Marcus.
~~~
"Tiffany dear." Dwane Zorich called out to his daughter.
"Yes daddy?" Tiffany said in her slutty voice. She sat casually on the sofa, legs sticking out of he scanty dress and tempting. Her skimpy dress dipped low accentuated her breast that had been recently 'enlarged'.
"Dear… When are the Pheonixs going to come back?"
"On Saturday daddy."
"Good girl. I see that you were cozying up to the young heir at the last party, I assume you like him."
Tiffany smirked and tossed her hair back. "He's very charming."
"I 'encourage' your association with him. Make me proud honey."
"Of course daddy."***
~~~~~
Author's comment: Are you kidding me?! Walmart is EVIL!!! :D My boyfriend has been banned from a Walmart store before, for going up to shoppers and singing "You've lost that Loving feeling".... But he asked if they wanted to be serenaded! and He has a nice voice....
:p haha miki I got Gutterflower
Note: the *** ..dialog.. *** means that whatever is happening is a flashback
Disclaimers: the original DBZ characters are not mine
(months later)
Bulma covered her yawned as she woke up. 'What day is today?'
Bulma glance at date on her digital watch and frowned. 'Shit.'
~~~
"Where are my drinks Robert?" Bulma asked in a deadly tone as she looked at her empty alcohol cabinet.
"I hid them."
"Why?!" Bulma screamed at him.
"This happens every year. You are not allowed to get rip-roaring drunk again. I know Marcus died today, but that doesn't mean you have to do this ritual every year. You nearly killed yourself with alcohol poisoning three years ago. So NO!" Robert argued, arms akimbo.
"Fine! I'll just go out and get more." Bulma spat back and grabbed her keys.
She then tried to open the door. The key wouldn't fit and she kept trying to jerk the doorknob off.
"That won't work and I've changed all the locks, I've placed a security guard at every window and I detached the ignition wires from all of your cars."
"Arghhhhhh!"
"I can't let you do this."
"You *ss hole!" Bulma screamed as she began to hit him. But Robert (who was also head of security) twisted her arms around and pinned her to the nearest couch.
"As my job obligation says. I am to protect you, even from yourself."
"Then you're fired! You hear me?! FIRED! Now get off of me!"
"I'm sorry I can't do that."
Then Robert took out a syringe full of tranquilizer and injected it into Bulma as she screamed and struggled. Then after a few seconds she fell limp and Robert took her back to her room.
~~~
(flashback)
***"Marcus!" Bulma laughed as she pulled him towards the glass pyramid that stood in front of the Louve.
"Oy, you're hyper today." Marcus laughed as his blue-green eyes twinkled in the sun.
Bulma clasped her hand together and closed her eyes, basking in the feeling of being so happy. "I love being in Paris."
"I know." Marcus said softly as she wrapped his arms around Bulma's waist and hugged her gently.
Bulma gave him a soft kiss on the cheek and looked at him lovingly. "Thank you. For this, for everything."
"Anything for an angel."
Bulma blushed prettily and pursed her lips… "I am not."
"Of course you are. You're perfect."
Bulma teasingly slapped Marcus's arm and then she pulled him towards the entrance. "Come on you… I want to see the Napoleon Exhibit."
~~~
Bulma laughed like wind chimes as she clung onto Marcus's waist. They were sitting in a booth at a small French restaurant outside their hotel.
"So what do you think my dad and your dad are talking about?" Bulma queried.
"Probably locked up in their hotel room talking about equations or politics."
Bulma rolled her eyes. "We'll leave the 'businessing' to them."
"Of course."
~~~
That night Marcus's dad talked with Bulma as Marcus went upstairs to change for the festival.
"So when are you going to take over Capsule Corp?" Mr. Pheonix asked as he stroked his gray beard.
"I don't know. I don't really want to." Bulma replied nonchalantly.
"Really?" Mr. Pheonix commented as he raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah."
"You're father would be disappointed."
"I don't know. He likes doing his inventions."
"Ah but what you and your father don't see is that the future of Capsule Corp is doomed."
Bulma sat up straighter and queried. "Doomed?"
"You and your father have no foresight and no business skills. The businessmen are getting more ruthless these days. Their tactics are starting to become the 'in' thing to do. You've heard of Leveine Industries right?"
"Of course, they're our competitor."
"Do you know of their tactics in taking over companies?"
"Tactics?"
"You know, sleeping with your managers, turning them against you. Taking away those who are loyal to you, making a bad name for Capsule Corp, etc."
Bulma was aghast, "They wouldn't do that."
Mr. Pheonix chuckled softly. "How naive. Did you know that ALL companies do that?"
"We don't! And what about you?"
"My company also does that sometimes. Capsule Corp is the only exception. You're too nice, too gullible. One of these days, It might just happen to you. More than one company has been nipping away at Capsule Corp for months, eventually one of them is going to take more drastic action. I'm trying to warn your father, but he doesn't listen. Why do you think we're meeting in France? This isn't a vacation. I'm telling your father to watch his back. I can only protect him so far, if he doesn't change his ways. Those other companies will find a way to make him miserable."
Bulma blocked her ears and shook her head. "You're just speaking nonsense. I bet you're the ones that want to trick us!"
"Bulma I've known you since you were little. Would I trick you? Knowing that you love my son? If I was tricking you, I'd also be hurting him too."
"I- "
Marcus called from upstairs. "Bulma! I'm ready! Let's go."
Mr. Pheonix nodded and said out loud, "You two have fun."
Then he whispered to Bulma, "Don't forget what I said. It might just save Capsule Corp in future."
Bulma pulled away from Mr. Pheonix and ran upstairs to find Marcus.
~~~
"Tiffany dear." Dwane Zorich called out to his daughter.
"Yes daddy?" Tiffany said in her slutty voice. She sat casually on the sofa, legs sticking out of he scanty dress and tempting. Her skimpy dress dipped low accentuated her breast that had been recently 'enlarged'.
"Dear… When are the Pheonixs going to come back?"
"On Saturday daddy."
"Good girl. I see that you were cozying up to the young heir at the last party, I assume you like him."
Tiffany smirked and tossed her hair back. "He's very charming."
"I 'encourage' your association with him. Make me proud honey."
"Of course daddy."***
~~~~~
Author's comment: Are you kidding me?! Walmart is EVIL!!! :D My boyfriend has been banned from a Walmart store before, for going up to shoppers and singing "You've lost that Loving feeling".... But he asked if they wanted to be serenaded! and He has a nice voice....
:p haha miki I got Gutterflower