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Summary: Vegeta's not used to the silent treatment from Bulma, but when she gets drunk and blows up part of a Capsule Corp lab, how will she feel about Vegeta rescuing her?
The Prince and the Phoenix - Chapter 11
When Vegeta finally set her down on Capsule Corporation soil again, Bulma collapsed to the ground. She wasn't surprised that he didn't help her up again. But, she was true to her word and after collecting herself as gracefully as she could, she went to the kitchen and prepared him the largest dinner she had ever cooked. And after he destroyed the Gravity Room the next morning, she didn't utter a sound as she fixed it. In fact, Bulma didn't say one word to Vegeta the entire day. The peace and quiet he so desperately sought when she was around swearing and screaming at the machine, now irked him. And it disturbed him even more when she walked up to him and flatly said, "It's fixed," before heading back to the house.
Vegeta caught up to her at the back entrance to the living quarters. "What, no insult?! No backtalk from that vulgar mouth of yours?! What is wrong with you today, Earth-girl?"
She looked at him but there was no warmth in her eyes when she spoke. "I have a name, Vegeta. It's Bulma. Bulma Briefs. And I fixed the Gravity Room. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go prepare your dinner."
She had taken two steps inside when she heard Vegeta say, "I know your name." Bulma stopped and turned around.
"What did you say?"
"I said I know your name, Earth-g. I mean, Bulma." Vegeta looked at her for a moment before turning back towards the Gravity Room.
"Well, I'll be." Bulma stared at him in amazement as she watched the strong little Saiyan walk away from her.
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"Woman! Why must you look so horrible tonight? Is this some new torture you have for me?" Vegeta said to Bulma while polishing off the last of the enormous meal she had cooked for him. "It's bad enough you try to poison me with your lousy cooking, but now I have to put up with your sighs and the ugly sight of your puffy eyes and red face. You think you could look more presentable in the presence of a Prince. Have you been crying again today?"
Bulma suddenly smiled at him. "Why, Prince Vegeta, I didn't know you deigned to notice my appearance, let alone concern yourself over it. If you must know, I broke things off permanently with Yamcha after you returned me to the Capsule Corporation last night. I called him back, but when his latest girlfriend answered the phone, I knew we could never work it out."
"Hmpff" was all Vegeta said and turned back to his eating.
"But why do you care about my appearance?" she asked in the sweetest voice she could muster.
Vegeta looked over at her and smirked. "Because if I have to look at such an ugly female all day, I would appreciate it if you didn't try to make yourself more unsightly than usual." He was almost relieved when she broke into a tirade of curses and stormed out of the room.
The typhoon of swearing lasted well into the night as Vegeta heard her banging away in her lab in another building on the compound. He paid her little heed until he heard the explosion that ripped the roof off the building. The next thing he knew he was throwing aside heavy pieces of metal and broken shards of the collapsed building when he heard her giggling from under two large pieces of sheet metal that had fallen to form a protective tent over her.
"Well, I certainly won't try that again," Bulma laughed as Vegeta tore the metal off of her. Capsule Corporation people were already swarming around trying to assess the devastation. She tried to stand up and tell them she was all right when her legs collapsed beneath her. Vegeta caught her arm before she hit the twisted metal all over the ground.
"Woman, are you drunk?!" the Saiyan Prince asked her. He could smell the reek of alcohol coming off of her in choking waves.
"Just a little, I think." Bulma replied as she tried to make an unsteady path through the rubble around her.
Vegeta followed her as she made her way to her father rushing up to the scene surrounded by a group of firemen.
"Don't worry, Dad, I'm not dead yet!" she shouted out the slurred words. But before her father could reach her, Vegeta scooped her up and flew back towards the vicinity of the Gravity Room and her father's garden.
"Do you want your father to see you like this, woman?" he said to her as they flew over the buildings.
"Why do you care? Hmmm?" Her head lolled onto his shoulder.
"Because your father will blame this on me, and I need an upgrade to the Gravity Room tomorrow. I hit the maximum level today before it blew." Vegeta set her down on a soft patch of grass in the garden. He was about to leave her there to sleep it off when she grabbed his arm.
"Thanks, Vegeta. Thanks for getting me out of there. You know, you're not such a bad guy when nobody's looking." Her aqua eyes looked almost purple in the moonlight as Bulma stared up at him. Again, he was struck by how amazing she looked, even if she was plastered.
"Goodnight, Bulma. I don't envy how you're going to feel in the morning." Vegeta turned to go away. Again, she stopped him.
"Wait! Don't go! I want to know something. Do you really think I'm ugly? I used to think you were unattractive. Now, I'm not so sure. Sometimes, I even think you're kind of cute." Bulma laid down in the grass, already having trouble keeping her eyes open.
Vegeta stared at her for a few moments before replying, "You're not so bad looking for a female."
He thought she had drifted off to sleep and was admiring how she looked when she murmured, "Good night, my Prince."
Summary: Vegeta's not used to the silent treatment from Bulma, but when she gets drunk and blows up part of a Capsule Corp lab, how will she feel about Vegeta rescuing her?
The Prince and the Phoenix - Chapter 11
When Vegeta finally set her down on Capsule Corporation soil again, Bulma collapsed to the ground. She wasn't surprised that he didn't help her up again. But, she was true to her word and after collecting herself as gracefully as she could, she went to the kitchen and prepared him the largest dinner she had ever cooked. And after he destroyed the Gravity Room the next morning, she didn't utter a sound as she fixed it. In fact, Bulma didn't say one word to Vegeta the entire day. The peace and quiet he so desperately sought when she was around swearing and screaming at the machine, now irked him. And it disturbed him even more when she walked up to him and flatly said, "It's fixed," before heading back to the house.
Vegeta caught up to her at the back entrance to the living quarters. "What, no insult?! No backtalk from that vulgar mouth of yours?! What is wrong with you today, Earth-girl?"
She looked at him but there was no warmth in her eyes when she spoke. "I have a name, Vegeta. It's Bulma. Bulma Briefs. And I fixed the Gravity Room. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go prepare your dinner."
She had taken two steps inside when she heard Vegeta say, "I know your name." Bulma stopped and turned around.
"What did you say?"
"I said I know your name, Earth-g. I mean, Bulma." Vegeta looked at her for a moment before turning back towards the Gravity Room.
"Well, I'll be." Bulma stared at him in amazement as she watched the strong little Saiyan walk away from her.
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"Woman! Why must you look so horrible tonight? Is this some new torture you have for me?" Vegeta said to Bulma while polishing off the last of the enormous meal she had cooked for him. "It's bad enough you try to poison me with your lousy cooking, but now I have to put up with your sighs and the ugly sight of your puffy eyes and red face. You think you could look more presentable in the presence of a Prince. Have you been crying again today?"
Bulma suddenly smiled at him. "Why, Prince Vegeta, I didn't know you deigned to notice my appearance, let alone concern yourself over it. If you must know, I broke things off permanently with Yamcha after you returned me to the Capsule Corporation last night. I called him back, but when his latest girlfriend answered the phone, I knew we could never work it out."
"Hmpff" was all Vegeta said and turned back to his eating.
"But why do you care about my appearance?" she asked in the sweetest voice she could muster.
Vegeta looked over at her and smirked. "Because if I have to look at such an ugly female all day, I would appreciate it if you didn't try to make yourself more unsightly than usual." He was almost relieved when she broke into a tirade of curses and stormed out of the room.
The typhoon of swearing lasted well into the night as Vegeta heard her banging away in her lab in another building on the compound. He paid her little heed until he heard the explosion that ripped the roof off the building. The next thing he knew he was throwing aside heavy pieces of metal and broken shards of the collapsed building when he heard her giggling from under two large pieces of sheet metal that had fallen to form a protective tent over her.
"Well, I certainly won't try that again," Bulma laughed as Vegeta tore the metal off of her. Capsule Corporation people were already swarming around trying to assess the devastation. She tried to stand up and tell them she was all right when her legs collapsed beneath her. Vegeta caught her arm before she hit the twisted metal all over the ground.
"Woman, are you drunk?!" the Saiyan Prince asked her. He could smell the reek of alcohol coming off of her in choking waves.
"Just a little, I think." Bulma replied as she tried to make an unsteady path through the rubble around her.
Vegeta followed her as she made her way to her father rushing up to the scene surrounded by a group of firemen.
"Don't worry, Dad, I'm not dead yet!" she shouted out the slurred words. But before her father could reach her, Vegeta scooped her up and flew back towards the vicinity of the Gravity Room and her father's garden.
"Do you want your father to see you like this, woman?" he said to her as they flew over the buildings.
"Why do you care? Hmmm?" Her head lolled onto his shoulder.
"Because your father will blame this on me, and I need an upgrade to the Gravity Room tomorrow. I hit the maximum level today before it blew." Vegeta set her down on a soft patch of grass in the garden. He was about to leave her there to sleep it off when she grabbed his arm.
"Thanks, Vegeta. Thanks for getting me out of there. You know, you're not such a bad guy when nobody's looking." Her aqua eyes looked almost purple in the moonlight as Bulma stared up at him. Again, he was struck by how amazing she looked, even if she was plastered.
"Goodnight, Bulma. I don't envy how you're going to feel in the morning." Vegeta turned to go away. Again, she stopped him.
"Wait! Don't go! I want to know something. Do you really think I'm ugly? I used to think you were unattractive. Now, I'm not so sure. Sometimes, I even think you're kind of cute." Bulma laid down in the grass, already having trouble keeping her eyes open.
Vegeta stared at her for a few moments before replying, "You're not so bad looking for a female."
He thought she had drifted off to sleep and was admiring how she looked when she murmured, "Good night, my Prince."