Through His Eyes
R-chan: My writers block is FINALLY over and done with! YAY!!
Vegeta: So...
R-chan: *glares* DANCING COIN COLLECTION!!!
DCC(dancing coin collection): *dances*
R-chan: Do the disclaimer for me today!
DCC: R-chan klof mahdu lodame sia DB/Z/GT!(R-chan doesn't own DB/Z/GT!) *dances*
Everyone except DCC: *sweat drops*
*thinking* 'telepathically speaking' "talking"
Months went by. Neither Vegeta nor Bulma spoke a word about their relationship to their friends. But at one point, something would happen that could separate them forever.
Bulma had been getting noticeably fatter. Everyone believed she was just not watching her weight, but Vegeta knew better. Bulma was pregnant. *SHIT! How could this happen to me? I'm getting weaker by the day! I need to get off this mud ball of a planet, away from all these...distractions.* He had been in deep thought most of the day, thinking of what to do.
The past few days, for Vegeta had been spent training in his gravity chamber. In the middle of a kick he stopped. "I got it!" *I'll get Bulma's old man to make me new spaceship since this one was cemented to the ground, and I'll leave. No woman, no brat, and no Kakarot! I am such the genius!* Vegeta smirked. He walked over to the control panel and shut the machine off, and then walked out of the room.
That same day Bulma had gone to the hospital for her regular yearly check- up (AN: I hate those). The doctor came into the room. "Ms. Briefs, you seem to be very healthy for an expecting mother." Bulma nodded, "Yes, I work out every- WHAT?!" "You didn't know you were pregnant? You're nearly at four months." the concerned doctor said. *How? Me and Vegeta- Oh great...* She left the doctor's office as fast as she could. 'Vegeta! When I get back, you're gonna get it!'
Back at the house, Vegeta was busy talking to Bulma's father about a new spaceship. Dr. Briefs scratched his head. "I have a prototype that is ready to be tested. It will be finished tomorrow if the tests go well." "It better be." Vegeta snapped. Just then, Bulma walked in. "Vegeta get your ass over here!" He walked casually over to her. "You want to tell me the meaning of this?!" she yelled pointing to her stomach. "You're getting fatter and uglier?" he smirked. "No you dumb ass! I'm pregnant! Couldn't you have told me?! I know you could've!" she yelled in anger. Bulma's mom then popped her head in (AN: we'll call her Bunni for sanity reasons). "I'm going to be a grandmother!" Bunni squeaked as she grabbed hold of her husband and started dancing around.
R-chan: That's it for now! I have to now update my other story!
Vegeta: As I have been asking for the past five chapters, why would they care?!
R-chan: I don't care if they care, I just hope they care!
Vegeta: O.o That doesn't make sense...
R-chan: Just review peoples! PLEASE!!!
R-chan: My writers block is FINALLY over and done with! YAY!!
Vegeta: So...
R-chan: *glares* DANCING COIN COLLECTION!!!
DCC(dancing coin collection): *dances*
R-chan: Do the disclaimer for me today!
DCC: R-chan klof mahdu lodame sia DB/Z/GT!(R-chan doesn't own DB/Z/GT!) *dances*
Everyone except DCC: *sweat drops*
*thinking* 'telepathically speaking' "talking"
Months went by. Neither Vegeta nor Bulma spoke a word about their relationship to their friends. But at one point, something would happen that could separate them forever.
Bulma had been getting noticeably fatter. Everyone believed she was just not watching her weight, but Vegeta knew better. Bulma was pregnant. *SHIT! How could this happen to me? I'm getting weaker by the day! I need to get off this mud ball of a planet, away from all these...distractions.* He had been in deep thought most of the day, thinking of what to do.
The past few days, for Vegeta had been spent training in his gravity chamber. In the middle of a kick he stopped. "I got it!" *I'll get Bulma's old man to make me new spaceship since this one was cemented to the ground, and I'll leave. No woman, no brat, and no Kakarot! I am such the genius!* Vegeta smirked. He walked over to the control panel and shut the machine off, and then walked out of the room.
That same day Bulma had gone to the hospital for her regular yearly check- up (AN: I hate those). The doctor came into the room. "Ms. Briefs, you seem to be very healthy for an expecting mother." Bulma nodded, "Yes, I work out every- WHAT?!" "You didn't know you were pregnant? You're nearly at four months." the concerned doctor said. *How? Me and Vegeta- Oh great...* She left the doctor's office as fast as she could. 'Vegeta! When I get back, you're gonna get it!'
Back at the house, Vegeta was busy talking to Bulma's father about a new spaceship. Dr. Briefs scratched his head. "I have a prototype that is ready to be tested. It will be finished tomorrow if the tests go well." "It better be." Vegeta snapped. Just then, Bulma walked in. "Vegeta get your ass over here!" He walked casually over to her. "You want to tell me the meaning of this?!" she yelled pointing to her stomach. "You're getting fatter and uglier?" he smirked. "No you dumb ass! I'm pregnant! Couldn't you have told me?! I know you could've!" she yelled in anger. Bulma's mom then popped her head in (AN: we'll call her Bunni for sanity reasons). "I'm going to be a grandmother!" Bunni squeaked as she grabbed hold of her husband and started dancing around.
R-chan: That's it for now! I have to now update my other story!
Vegeta: As I have been asking for the past five chapters, why would they care?!
R-chan: I don't care if they care, I just hope they care!
Vegeta: O.o That doesn't make sense...
R-chan: Just review peoples! PLEASE!!!