It's me again, with a new chapter and new ideas!!!!!!!!!! Sorry for the
delay (last minute holiday shopping will do that to 'ya!) But in order to
make amends, I've written an **especially** long chapter!
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. *shock, dismay, surprise*
Chapter 3: Sanity Isn't Free
~2 days later~
Vegeta sat on the couch, jaw slack and eyes glazed.
It had been approximately 3 days, 54 hours, 700 minutes, and 10,000- something seconds, since Goku had taken resident in the Brief's home. (Ka: The timing above may be a bit skewed, but I'm too lazy to ACTUALLY calculate it correctly -.-)
And IN this amount of hideous time, Vegeta had grown to accept one, simple fact......
Hell DID exist on Earth.
And it's name was Son Goku, one small of mind, and one whom possessed a great and terrible ability.....
Of annoyance.
And Destruction.
And most of all......
STUPIDITY.
"Where did you put the wall, Vegeta?" Goku inquired of his stupefied rival.
Vegeta sighed tiredly and glared at Goku. "You blew it up, REMEMBER?"
"Just like I did the closet?"
"Yes," Vegeta muttered wearily. "Just like you did the closet."
"Oh." Goku left the room, leaving Vegeta to miserably ponder why he was so deserving of this month-long nightmare.
Vegeta picked up a pad of paper and a pen from the table beside him, and proceeded to make a list.
WHY I COULD POSSIBLY BE SO UNDESERVING OF MY SANITY Compiled by: Vegeta Briefs
1. I've killed lots of people.
2. I hate fruitcake.
3. I resemble an evil artichoke.
4. Old ladies make me gag.
5. I stole a thong from a planet made of silk once. (Details unnessacery)
6. I eat cheese every 3rd Sunday, of each month.
7. I didn't clean my room when I was a child.
8. I once called Piccolo "a eskimo-loving fool."
9. I secretly plot world peace in the bathtub.
Vegeta re-read his list and stopped on the last reason with a frown. It had to be that damn world peace thing. He was just about to destroy the list in a fiery ki blast, when who should come along but Kakkorot.
"Hi Vegeta, whatcha doing?" Goku asked with a cheerful smile.
"Writing a list of ways I could kill you," Vegeta muttered darkly.
Goku grinned and glomped his foe, glee filling his whole being. "Well, isn't that sweet of you!" He squealed.
Vegeta backhanded Goku and stood up sharply. "I'm going to the store."
Goku got up, rubbing his cheek. "Can I come?"
"What for?" Vegeta snapped, slicking his hair back with gel.
"I want some more food," The bottomless pit answered truthfully.
Vegeta sneered and looked over at Goku in a superior manner. "I don't eat a QUARTER of what YOU gorge on, and **I'm** the Prince of all Saiyans."
Goku rolled his eyes, and shook his head. "Why do you always say that Vegeta? You don't see ME going around all the time muttering like a crack addict about how great it is to be a third-class warrior."
Glare. Vegeta frowned and turned away from Goku. "You can't possibly comprehend my reasons for the things I say."
Goku sidled up next to Vegeta with a knowing smirk. "Could it be because you're insecure?"
"IN-INSECURE?!" Sputtered the Sayian Prince in a rage. "HOW DARE YOU SUGGEST THAT **I**, VEGETA, PRINCE OF ALL--"
Goku smiled.
"Er.......I mean.....I wasn't going to say Prince of all Sayians--I was gonna say, um, prince of all MUSHROOMS!!!!!!" Vegeta's face was flustered and red. "Yeah......um, that's it."
"SURE it is," Goku said with a smirk Vegeta would have more charastically shown.
Vegeta stared in baffled silence, as his rival walked past him with a grace most PRINCES could not accomplish.
"How...?" Vegeta asked in confusion.
"How what?" Goku asked turning around to face Vegeta.
"How did you get so smart all of a sudden?" Vegeta whispered in disbelief.
Goku shrugged and smiled shyly. "I dunno, Vegeta. I just.....sometimes people think I'm stupid and the real thing is.......I'm not!"
Vegeta wasn't sure whether to laugh or to stare blankly. "Do you mean to tell me your stupidity is just an act?"
Goku looked thoughtful. " 'Ya know, I couldn't say. Sometimes I really AM pretty dumb, but other times......." Goku shrugged. "There's a part of me that speaks from the heart that even *I* don't always understand."
Vegeta sighed in relief, and wiped his brow of nervous sweat. "Geez, for a moment you had me worried. I thought maybe you'd actually said something that made SENSE, and you can imagine how scary THAT was."
"I'll bet!" Goku said, smiling warmly.
Vegeta nodded, walking past the Sayian warrior who had surpassed him in strength, but not in rank. As Goku took to the air, Vegeta felt a strange feeling come over him as he flew behind Kakkarot. Those things he said back there, those words about insecurity and being smarter than you looked-- could it be that Goku had achieved a level of ability that even Vegeta could not surpass? It was a level of something that Vegeta had known nothing of since he was boy, a level of feeling within the heart he had not felt for so long.
Vegeta sighed, shaking his head. Maybe the time for underestimating Goku was something of the past, that could and should not be applied to the present any longer.
Maybe........
This month wouldn't be so bad AFTER all.
'One can only hope,' Vegeta thought silently. 'One can only hope.'
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**blink** Well I wasn't expecting to write something that strayed off the humor genre, but.....I just felt like reaching an emotional level in this chapter I did not previously apply to the other segments of "A Month With Goku."
Well......did you like the little change I made or do you want me to go with straight humor (and nothing in between)? Personally, I liked this chapter a lot better than the 1st or 2nd one, because it still contained humor with a tinge of emotional understanding......
This is exactly the way I want to write when I'm older. (with the use of original concepts and ideas of course)
REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!
~Kayfig
P.S. I'll try to make you appear in the fic as soon as possible, Pan!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. *shock, dismay, surprise*
Chapter 3: Sanity Isn't Free
~2 days later~
Vegeta sat on the couch, jaw slack and eyes glazed.
It had been approximately 3 days, 54 hours, 700 minutes, and 10,000- something seconds, since Goku had taken resident in the Brief's home. (Ka: The timing above may be a bit skewed, but I'm too lazy to ACTUALLY calculate it correctly -.-)
And IN this amount of hideous time, Vegeta had grown to accept one, simple fact......
Hell DID exist on Earth.
And it's name was Son Goku, one small of mind, and one whom possessed a great and terrible ability.....
Of annoyance.
And Destruction.
And most of all......
STUPIDITY.
"Where did you put the wall, Vegeta?" Goku inquired of his stupefied rival.
Vegeta sighed tiredly and glared at Goku. "You blew it up, REMEMBER?"
"Just like I did the closet?"
"Yes," Vegeta muttered wearily. "Just like you did the closet."
"Oh." Goku left the room, leaving Vegeta to miserably ponder why he was so deserving of this month-long nightmare.
Vegeta picked up a pad of paper and a pen from the table beside him, and proceeded to make a list.
WHY I COULD POSSIBLY BE SO UNDESERVING OF MY SANITY Compiled by: Vegeta Briefs
1. I've killed lots of people.
2. I hate fruitcake.
3. I resemble an evil artichoke.
4. Old ladies make me gag.
5. I stole a thong from a planet made of silk once. (Details unnessacery)
6. I eat cheese every 3rd Sunday, of each month.
7. I didn't clean my room when I was a child.
8. I once called Piccolo "a eskimo-loving fool."
9. I secretly plot world peace in the bathtub.
Vegeta re-read his list and stopped on the last reason with a frown. It had to be that damn world peace thing. He was just about to destroy the list in a fiery ki blast, when who should come along but Kakkorot.
"Hi Vegeta, whatcha doing?" Goku asked with a cheerful smile.
"Writing a list of ways I could kill you," Vegeta muttered darkly.
Goku grinned and glomped his foe, glee filling his whole being. "Well, isn't that sweet of you!" He squealed.
Vegeta backhanded Goku and stood up sharply. "I'm going to the store."
Goku got up, rubbing his cheek. "Can I come?"
"What for?" Vegeta snapped, slicking his hair back with gel.
"I want some more food," The bottomless pit answered truthfully.
Vegeta sneered and looked over at Goku in a superior manner. "I don't eat a QUARTER of what YOU gorge on, and **I'm** the Prince of all Saiyans."
Goku rolled his eyes, and shook his head. "Why do you always say that Vegeta? You don't see ME going around all the time muttering like a crack addict about how great it is to be a third-class warrior."
Glare. Vegeta frowned and turned away from Goku. "You can't possibly comprehend my reasons for the things I say."
Goku sidled up next to Vegeta with a knowing smirk. "Could it be because you're insecure?"
"IN-INSECURE?!" Sputtered the Sayian Prince in a rage. "HOW DARE YOU SUGGEST THAT **I**, VEGETA, PRINCE OF ALL--"
Goku smiled.
"Er.......I mean.....I wasn't going to say Prince of all Sayians--I was gonna say, um, prince of all MUSHROOMS!!!!!!" Vegeta's face was flustered and red. "Yeah......um, that's it."
"SURE it is," Goku said with a smirk Vegeta would have more charastically shown.
Vegeta stared in baffled silence, as his rival walked past him with a grace most PRINCES could not accomplish.
"How...?" Vegeta asked in confusion.
"How what?" Goku asked turning around to face Vegeta.
"How did you get so smart all of a sudden?" Vegeta whispered in disbelief.
Goku shrugged and smiled shyly. "I dunno, Vegeta. I just.....sometimes people think I'm stupid and the real thing is.......I'm not!"
Vegeta wasn't sure whether to laugh or to stare blankly. "Do you mean to tell me your stupidity is just an act?"
Goku looked thoughtful. " 'Ya know, I couldn't say. Sometimes I really AM pretty dumb, but other times......." Goku shrugged. "There's a part of me that speaks from the heart that even *I* don't always understand."
Vegeta sighed in relief, and wiped his brow of nervous sweat. "Geez, for a moment you had me worried. I thought maybe you'd actually said something that made SENSE, and you can imagine how scary THAT was."
"I'll bet!" Goku said, smiling warmly.
Vegeta nodded, walking past the Sayian warrior who had surpassed him in strength, but not in rank. As Goku took to the air, Vegeta felt a strange feeling come over him as he flew behind Kakkarot. Those things he said back there, those words about insecurity and being smarter than you looked-- could it be that Goku had achieved a level of ability that even Vegeta could not surpass? It was a level of something that Vegeta had known nothing of since he was boy, a level of feeling within the heart he had not felt for so long.
Vegeta sighed, shaking his head. Maybe the time for underestimating Goku was something of the past, that could and should not be applied to the present any longer.
Maybe........
This month wouldn't be so bad AFTER all.
'One can only hope,' Vegeta thought silently. 'One can only hope.'
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**blink** Well I wasn't expecting to write something that strayed off the humor genre, but.....I just felt like reaching an emotional level in this chapter I did not previously apply to the other segments of "A Month With Goku."
Well......did you like the little change I made or do you want me to go with straight humor (and nothing in between)? Personally, I liked this chapter a lot better than the 1st or 2nd one, because it still contained humor with a tinge of emotional understanding......
This is exactly the way I want to write when I'm older. (with the use of original concepts and ideas of course)
REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!
~Kayfig
P.S. I'll try to make you appear in the fic as soon as possible, Pan!!!!!!