Disclaimer: Damn straight I own it...along with everything else in the universe!! ::gets message
handed to her:: Oh, ok...apparently I own everything BUT DBZ....::snifs::....oh, well...I'll
just hve to work on getting it.....::laughs evilly::.....
Replys: Vegeta's Toy: ".... hey there kiddo...I guess I'm writing this for you...noone else is
leaving any reviews....I will be trying to update weekly...as for the length.....don't we tell
guys that size DOESN'T matter? "
Contents: Go see what it says in the first chappie. Really people must I really repeat every-
thing.
/thinking/, "speaking".
Chapter 2 Some people don't know when to leave
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When Vegeta failed to leave, and took to raiding the fridge, it started to become clear to
the Brief family that their 'guest' had apparently taken up residence. Not to mention all the
hours he was racking up in the GT, destroying all of Dr. Briefs sparring drones (which the old
scientist had originally built for Goku).
After a month of watching the strict daily routine of the moody Saiyan, Bulma thought that
it was only right that he should at least sleep in a bed rather then bedding down in the GT when
he wasn't training.
/After all, how could even a Prince expect to do his best (even when beating the shit out of
himself every single day) if he doesn't get a decent nights sleep...and recooperate from the
rigors of training?/ This was her thoughts on the matter.
She had checked with the housing office (for C.C. employees who lived on site like she did)
and found that Vegeta was well known...and feared.
The clerk had made a good arguement for not allowing the violent warrior to take up
residence near any company employees. When she went off on him about being hospitable and
gracious (even if Vegeta wouldn't appear to appreatiate it) towards any guest, the kid managed
to find the Saiyan some accomidations that wouldn't bring any employees into harms way.
"Acturally, Miss Briefs....we do have something that might suit your....'guest'...that will
shall we say ....foster 'his' desire for isolation....." He then informed her that they were
right next door to hers.
She had long ago moved out of her parents house (on Capsule Corp. grounds) and into the main
bulding itself. Bulma had insisted on occupying 1 of 2 living quarters over the labs.
For obvious reasons everyone else shyed away from these rooms, as they were located directly
over the more dangerous labs - her's included. She, however, liked being with in close proximity
to her work, and rather liked the notion of not having any 'neighbors' - until now.
If she had to put up with the hot tempered Prince so she could work on the GT in peace after
he blows it up (nearly on a weekly bases), then so be it. She would gladly give up her solitude
(she kinda liked the idea of sending him to his room). He was going to be moving in rather he
liked it or not.
Bulma finnished tweaking her latest invention, and headed out of the lab to the anti-chamber
across the hall (that housed the Gravitaitonal Trainer). That's when she heard the loud resound-
ing 'BOOM', that then shook the whole building.
::sigh:: /He's done it again. Hell, and this is the 3rd time this week!/ She thought as she
rushed into the GT to survey the damage.
"Well,..." she said to herself, "...this is PERFECT!" /Now he will have no choice but to
stop and check out the new quarters I have so thoughtfully aqquired for him./ She thought as her
mind went into over drive carefully revising her speech for the Prince.
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Yeah, I know....that's a crummy place to stop, but you'll live. Come on and tell me what you
think. The good...the bad....the ugly, whatever....just let me have it. Just remember the
Woogster bites back. Heheheh.
handed to her:: Oh, ok...apparently I own everything BUT DBZ....::snifs::....oh, well...I'll
just hve to work on getting it.....::laughs evilly::.....
Replys: Vegeta's Toy: ".... hey there kiddo...I guess I'm writing this for you...noone else is
leaving any reviews....I will be trying to update weekly...as for the length.....don't we tell
guys that size DOESN'T matter? "
Contents: Go see what it says in the first chappie. Really people must I really repeat every-
thing.
/thinking/, "speaking".
Chapter 2 Some people don't know when to leave
_________
When Vegeta failed to leave, and took to raiding the fridge, it started to become clear to
the Brief family that their 'guest' had apparently taken up residence. Not to mention all the
hours he was racking up in the GT, destroying all of Dr. Briefs sparring drones (which the old
scientist had originally built for Goku).
After a month of watching the strict daily routine of the moody Saiyan, Bulma thought that
it was only right that he should at least sleep in a bed rather then bedding down in the GT when
he wasn't training.
/After all, how could even a Prince expect to do his best (even when beating the shit out of
himself every single day) if he doesn't get a decent nights sleep...and recooperate from the
rigors of training?/ This was her thoughts on the matter.
She had checked with the housing office (for C.C. employees who lived on site like she did)
and found that Vegeta was well known...and feared.
The clerk had made a good arguement for not allowing the violent warrior to take up
residence near any company employees. When she went off on him about being hospitable and
gracious (even if Vegeta wouldn't appear to appreatiate it) towards any guest, the kid managed
to find the Saiyan some accomidations that wouldn't bring any employees into harms way.
"Acturally, Miss Briefs....we do have something that might suit your....'guest'...that will
shall we say ....foster 'his' desire for isolation....." He then informed her that they were
right next door to hers.
She had long ago moved out of her parents house (on Capsule Corp. grounds) and into the main
bulding itself. Bulma had insisted on occupying 1 of 2 living quarters over the labs.
For obvious reasons everyone else shyed away from these rooms, as they were located directly
over the more dangerous labs - her's included. She, however, liked being with in close proximity
to her work, and rather liked the notion of not having any 'neighbors' - until now.
If she had to put up with the hot tempered Prince so she could work on the GT in peace after
he blows it up (nearly on a weekly bases), then so be it. She would gladly give up her solitude
(she kinda liked the idea of sending him to his room). He was going to be moving in rather he
liked it or not.
Bulma finnished tweaking her latest invention, and headed out of the lab to the anti-chamber
across the hall (that housed the Gravitaitonal Trainer). That's when she heard the loud resound-
ing 'BOOM', that then shook the whole building.
::sigh:: /He's done it again. Hell, and this is the 3rd time this week!/ She thought as she
rushed into the GT to survey the damage.
"Well,..." she said to herself, "...this is PERFECT!" /Now he will have no choice but to
stop and check out the new quarters I have so thoughtfully aqquired for him./ She thought as her
mind went into over drive carefully revising her speech for the Prince.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Yeah, I know....that's a crummy place to stop, but you'll live. Come on and tell me what you
think. The good...the bad....the ugly, whatever....just let me have it. Just remember the
Woogster bites back. Heheheh.