Disclaimer: 'coff..coff' ...Ahem.....my mommy says I hafta says that I don't own it.....cause
...::breaks out crying::.....'sniff'....cause I don't...and ...your a bunch of POOPIE HEADS for
not giving it to me.......::runs to mommy and is consoled.....gives dirty look when mommy isn't
looking and sticks out tongue::.....
Replys: (crazy_for_dingos222): "Hey thanks for dropping in....and turn yourself right around
and go review the first chappie....come on help me out review all the chappies. And if you do
....go check out my other fic....'Interview with the Prince'.....If your good and review all
chappies here and there.....when you ask Geta a question I'll make him be nice to ya, you
know what a pain in the ass he can be." NaughtySaiyan23: " Your not gonna hurt me for the
short chappies are you? .....Cause I have a Saiyan Prince....and I know how to use him...^.~ !
Thanks for reviewing both chappies you may now go and ask the Prince anything you want."
Vegeta's Toy: "Girl, I didn't say 'just' for you.....but that's ok, sometimes it's good to have
insane reviews....lol.....just don't stalk me ok. Hey, and go check out my other fic."
Contents: What I say about that?
/thinking/,"speaking"
Chapter 3 Dead meat talken'
"AAARRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHH! Woman!! Get in here and fix this confounded contraption!!"
Vegeta was in a foul mood. He had been plagued with thoughts of his short commings - his death
at the hands of Freeza; not being the Legendary Super Saiyan; his humiliation AT losing the
goal that was promised to him.....TO a third class fool, no less; and the countless miseries
that Freeza had visited upon him over the years.
These thoughts sizzled on the metal of his Pride, and only served to push him harder in his
training. Resulting in him taking out his frustrations on both the drones and the GT.
"DAMNIT WOMAN! Are you deaf?!" he fumed, "I said get in here and FIX THIS DAMN THING!!!"
Bulma walked in ....looked around...and counted the mangled drones, "Geeze, Vegeta! Those were
the last functioning bots that we had!"
"Well, then....FIX THEM FASTER!" he roared with a growl.
She glared daggers at him for a minute, then checked over the GT's controls and rummaged behind
some pannels for a few minutes just talling up the damage.
Smirking at the Prince she said, "Congradulations, knucklehead! You have just blown your way
into a mini-vacation!"
"WHAT?!" he belowed in disbelief.
"You heard me, Vegeta! You have already destroyed all of the spare parts for this thing. AND
now I have to fabricate new ones...."
Interrupting her he yells, "Then hurry it up then, Damnit! I have training to get to! Honestly,
Woman, what do you do all day?! Play with your hair?" he stood there scowling at her waiting
for the flipant reply he new was coming.
She only made him wait for a second. She wondered in shock, /Is that really what he
thinks?!/, before she let him have it.
"Listen up! You POMPOUS EGO-MANIAC! I - and MY father, for that matter - work our ASSES OFF
every day repairing the drones; the GT; and just about everything else you destroy with your
raging TANTRUMS! AND...that is on top of ALL our other duties and responsibilities that we
have here at Capsule Corp. You dickless wonder!"
His eyes were wide and his jaw droped in shock and disbelief. /I can't believe the nerve of
this girl! ....To speak to ME ...in such a fashion...../, he was even more surprised that he
HADN'T moved to stike her down.
He was impressed with her courage and the fire that obviously burned in her soul, /...however,
I will have to destroy her once I'm through with their machines!/, he told himself. After all,
he was Vegeta and NOONE spoke to him like this!
Pulling himself up to his full height (a/n: rolls on floor laughing ass off), he was about to
put her in her place when she yelled at him....AGAIN. This, of course, added to his disbelief
and shock.
"Your such an IDIOT, Vegeta!"
Realizing she was on a roll she desided to push on. Hoping, that once the Proud Saiyan Prince
was in a total state of shock, she would be able to manuver him into accepting his new accomi-
dations.
"And another thing.....! You can't just run around here in your painted on underware, prancing
about......"
He cut her off as he roared, "I DO NOT PRANCE!!!!"
Ignoring him she continued, "........shaking your ASS in front of everyone and slinging sweat
ALL over the kitchen...."
He was turning a lovely shade of red and had acturally started to buldge about the eyes when
he exploded, "My 'ASS' is none of your concern WOMAN!!!"
Still ignoring him she plowed on, ".....which is positively disgusting! And disturbing the
employees while they are at work, while you go bashing your way around looking for dad I to
fix your latest disaster!"
Eyes glazing over at the awdasity of this woman he huffed, "They should stay the hell out of my
way then!"
Her words had affected him more then he was willing to believe, or wanted to. /Why do I allow
her to contiuely berate me like this?! Why should I even care if she breaths a word to me?!
What the HELL is the matter with me?!.......This is Kakkarots fault! The idiot is a bad in-
fluence!/
"VEGETA!!! Are you listing to me?!"
He had unconciously taken one of his trademark stances (arms crossed, head slightly lowered)
with a scowl plastered across his face.
He had not heard a word she had just said, and he wasn't entirly sure he wanted to.
"Woman, are you still here? Why haven't you fixed this machine yet?!" he said in a cold tone.
"It's going to take days, not minutes, to fabricate the parts - just so I can fix it. That
doesn't include the days it will require to acturally repair the GT." she sighed, realizing
he hadn't heard her carefully prepared speech about why he should accept his 'new' quarters
and how beneficial it would be for him to do so.
/So much for reasoning with him, and I really need to get back to work./::sigh::/And I don't
think I can handle seeing that BOD of his practically naked for much longer. Man, why does this
asshole have to be built like that?!/:: Whewef::
"O.K., let's just go upstairs and I'll show you to your guarters, cause I work better when...."
Interrupting her, "What do you mean my 'quarters'?!"
She briefly recaped what she had said while he was lost in thought. /I swear he's an idiot!/
With a 'HEMPH' and a shrug he conceeded her point and let her lead the way. But if she thought
he would forget the things she had said she had another thing coming. /I can wait.....and then
she will pay for her insolent tongue!/
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Okay dokey, that ought to do it for ch.3. So let me know what you think, if you can think, or
even grunt if speach is beyond your comprihention.....make with the reviews peeps.......ch. 4
will be up Sat. IF we can break 2o reviews....and if we get close to 25 or even more....I'll
make it twice as long!
...::breaks out crying::.....'sniff'....cause I don't...and ...your a bunch of POOPIE HEADS for
not giving it to me.......::runs to mommy and is consoled.....gives dirty look when mommy isn't
looking and sticks out tongue::.....
Replys: (crazy_for_dingos222): "Hey thanks for dropping in....and turn yourself right around
and go review the first chappie....come on help me out review all the chappies. And if you do
....go check out my other fic....'Interview with the Prince'.....If your good and review all
chappies here and there.....when you ask Geta a question I'll make him be nice to ya, you
know what a pain in the ass he can be." NaughtySaiyan23: " Your not gonna hurt me for the
short chappies are you? .....Cause I have a Saiyan Prince....and I know how to use him...^.~ !
Thanks for reviewing both chappies you may now go and ask the Prince anything you want."
Vegeta's Toy: "Girl, I didn't say 'just' for you.....but that's ok, sometimes it's good to have
insane reviews....lol.....just don't stalk me ok. Hey, and go check out my other fic."
Contents: What I say about that?
/thinking/,"speaking"
Chapter 3 Dead meat talken'
"AAARRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHH! Woman!! Get in here and fix this confounded contraption!!"
Vegeta was in a foul mood. He had been plagued with thoughts of his short commings - his death
at the hands of Freeza; not being the Legendary Super Saiyan; his humiliation AT losing the
goal that was promised to him.....TO a third class fool, no less; and the countless miseries
that Freeza had visited upon him over the years.
These thoughts sizzled on the metal of his Pride, and only served to push him harder in his
training. Resulting in him taking out his frustrations on both the drones and the GT.
"DAMNIT WOMAN! Are you deaf?!" he fumed, "I said get in here and FIX THIS DAMN THING!!!"
Bulma walked in ....looked around...and counted the mangled drones, "Geeze, Vegeta! Those were
the last functioning bots that we had!"
"Well, then....FIX THEM FASTER!" he roared with a growl.
She glared daggers at him for a minute, then checked over the GT's controls and rummaged behind
some pannels for a few minutes just talling up the damage.
Smirking at the Prince she said, "Congradulations, knucklehead! You have just blown your way
into a mini-vacation!"
"WHAT?!" he belowed in disbelief.
"You heard me, Vegeta! You have already destroyed all of the spare parts for this thing. AND
now I have to fabricate new ones...."
Interrupting her he yells, "Then hurry it up then, Damnit! I have training to get to! Honestly,
Woman, what do you do all day?! Play with your hair?" he stood there scowling at her waiting
for the flipant reply he new was coming.
She only made him wait for a second. She wondered in shock, /Is that really what he
thinks?!/, before she let him have it.
"Listen up! You POMPOUS EGO-MANIAC! I - and MY father, for that matter - work our ASSES OFF
every day repairing the drones; the GT; and just about everything else you destroy with your
raging TANTRUMS! AND...that is on top of ALL our other duties and responsibilities that we
have here at Capsule Corp. You dickless wonder!"
His eyes were wide and his jaw droped in shock and disbelief. /I can't believe the nerve of
this girl! ....To speak to ME ...in such a fashion...../, he was even more surprised that he
HADN'T moved to stike her down.
He was impressed with her courage and the fire that obviously burned in her soul, /...however,
I will have to destroy her once I'm through with their machines!/, he told himself. After all,
he was Vegeta and NOONE spoke to him like this!
Pulling himself up to his full height (a/n: rolls on floor laughing ass off), he was about to
put her in her place when she yelled at him....AGAIN. This, of course, added to his disbelief
and shock.
"Your such an IDIOT, Vegeta!"
Realizing she was on a roll she desided to push on. Hoping, that once the Proud Saiyan Prince
was in a total state of shock, she would be able to manuver him into accepting his new accomi-
dations.
"And another thing.....! You can't just run around here in your painted on underware, prancing
about......"
He cut her off as he roared, "I DO NOT PRANCE!!!!"
Ignoring him she continued, "........shaking your ASS in front of everyone and slinging sweat
ALL over the kitchen...."
He was turning a lovely shade of red and had acturally started to buldge about the eyes when
he exploded, "My 'ASS' is none of your concern WOMAN!!!"
Still ignoring him she plowed on, ".....which is positively disgusting! And disturbing the
employees while they are at work, while you go bashing your way around looking for dad I to
fix your latest disaster!"
Eyes glazing over at the awdasity of this woman he huffed, "They should stay the hell out of my
way then!"
Her words had affected him more then he was willing to believe, or wanted to. /Why do I allow
her to contiuely berate me like this?! Why should I even care if she breaths a word to me?!
What the HELL is the matter with me?!.......This is Kakkarots fault! The idiot is a bad in-
fluence!/
"VEGETA!!! Are you listing to me?!"
He had unconciously taken one of his trademark stances (arms crossed, head slightly lowered)
with a scowl plastered across his face.
He had not heard a word she had just said, and he wasn't entirly sure he wanted to.
"Woman, are you still here? Why haven't you fixed this machine yet?!" he said in a cold tone.
"It's going to take days, not minutes, to fabricate the parts - just so I can fix it. That
doesn't include the days it will require to acturally repair the GT." she sighed, realizing
he hadn't heard her carefully prepared speech about why he should accept his 'new' quarters
and how beneficial it would be for him to do so.
/So much for reasoning with him, and I really need to get back to work./::sigh::/And I don't
think I can handle seeing that BOD of his practically naked for much longer. Man, why does this
asshole have to be built like that?!/:: Whewef::
"O.K., let's just go upstairs and I'll show you to your guarters, cause I work better when...."
Interrupting her, "What do you mean my 'quarters'?!"
She briefly recaped what she had said while he was lost in thought. /I swear he's an idiot!/
With a 'HEMPH' and a shrug he conceeded her point and let her lead the way. But if she thought
he would forget the things she had said she had another thing coming. /I can wait.....and then
she will pay for her insolent tongue!/
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Okay dokey, that ought to do it for ch.3. So let me know what you think, if you can think, or
even grunt if speach is beyond your comprihention.....make with the reviews peeps.......ch. 4
will be up Sat. IF we can break 2o reviews....and if we get close to 25 or even more....I'll
make it twice as long!