Vegeta sent a silent prayer up to Dende, in hopes that the monkeys' only torture was the horrific shirt, "Those poor, poor monkeys…"
This may seem a bit different to the way Vegeta normally acts, but you have to see it from his view. Vegeta is the Prince of All Saiyans. The Saiyans were a warrior race feared throughout the entire galaxy cause of their strength, ruthlessness and a whole heap of other things that I can think of but can't be bothered mentioning.
So, for the Saiyans to live up to their reputation they should at least look the part, correct? Dressed up in armour or anything else suitable for battle. How do you look the part when you're dressed in a pink- friggin'- shirt! It's absolutely humiliating. Especially to the Saiyan Prince no less! It's unconditionally degrading. Even after all of the torture and humiliation he has been through, this must be the worst. But then again, maybe acting like a baby in front of Kakarot or Frieza would be even worse for him.
For now, a pink shirt does not make anyone look threatening. More like a "…variety of flower."*
His eyes widened in horror as he saw inside the chamber the monkeys were kept in. There was one wearing a copy of the pink 'Badman' shirt. One climbing up was wearing a neon green shirt, just looking at it hurt your eyes. Unfortunate for Vegeta with his superior Saiyan sight. Another was wearing a bright orange shirt. Fortunately for Vegeta they were keeping this current experiment small, still in its testing stages. Truthfully I, myself, do not know why Capsule Corp. was testing primates on their reactions to wearing bright colours as opposed to their dark fur. But we all know how Dr. Briefs is about animals, so we'll just bear with him shall we? Of course Bulma agreed with the experiment as this was her father that had come up with the experiment. Though he might have a few screws loose, he is still a genius.
But it looks as if Dende had answered Vegeta's prayer when all that he saw was the monkeys playing around as if nothing was happening, just the small little exception of the blinding shirts. Just add a few more and it could've been worse then Tien's Solar Flare technique, yowch!
But still he sobbed, "Those poor, poor monkeys…"
"Veggie-chan, do you want to see the tigers he's been testing?"
Vegeta scowled at the nickname, no use telling her not to call him that anymore. He "asked" her "politely" enough times that she should've gotten the message that he didn't like that nickname through her thick skull.
"Okay," she answered to herself brightly. Dragging him off to the chamber where the tigers were being tested.
"They're mad. They're insane. They're inhuman," he whimpered, repeatedly.
Bulma didn't hear his whimpers and couldn't feel the change of emotion through their bond so she just led him on cheerfully, oblivious to the torment he was currently suffering.
His eyes widened in terror as he saw into the chamber.
Tigers lounged around lazily, as if oblivious to the neon bright colours they were wearing.
"Vegeta! Vegeta!" Bulma yelled, knocking him back to reality, "Do you want to see the horses we've been testing?"
A split second later there was an empty seat and a trail of clumps of black hair that led Dende knows where.
"What's wrong with him?" she asked herself. Then shrugging it off she made herself breakfast.
Now then, as an innocent bystander we'd be laughing our heads off. But once again, see this from Vegeta's point of view.
No being alive or dead should wear the horrid pink shirt, let alone the fact that it said, "Badman," on the back. Nothing should be subjected to the horror. But then he saw those monkeys, one in a pink shirt, another in a green shirt and the last one in an orange shirt. The latter of the two being in a bright fluorescent shade. Then what about being taken to a chamber which held three tigers with identical shirts on, just lounging around as if they weren't wearing the monstrosity.
Now how do you feel? Guess you're still laughing your head off, you didn't have to experience that first hand!
"Hey, hey! Trunks have you heard? There's this lunatic going around the school. He says that Capsule Corp. has cracked and that they've been testing animals and all of this other junk about losing pride and dignity," his friend said.
"Mum never said anything about animal testing. Where is he?"
"Come on," the kid ran off signaling for Trunks to follow him.
He was led to the oval where there was a certain black-haired fellow ripping his hair out and wailing about monkeys, tigers and horses wearing the pink shirt.
"Dende no," Trunks prayed, "Dad's cracked, his new home's gonna be the loony bin."
"That's your dad!"
"Unfortunately," Trunks started running at an exceptionally slow speed for him, but still fast and easy to see to the human eye, then jumped up and landed a flying side-kick at his father's head.
The oval became quiet as everyone stared at him, what was with that kid?
He's eight- friggin'- years old, the kid's suppose to be in Year Three and instead they moved him up to Year Eight and he's still the smartest. Then there's the fact that his mother owns Capsule Corp. and his father has been named, "The Most Dangerous Man in the World."
Now he comes and kicks this guy in the head! What is he thinking!
Vegeta staggers for a bit, ashamed at being caught off guard especially by his son.
"What is it brat?!"
Everyone, but Trunks, shrunk away.
"Why'd you come to my school! How'd you make your entrance anyway? Fly!-"
"Shut up boy!" Vegeta roared, "You have no right to speak to me like that."
"Why?" Trunks dared, suddenly not caring about the fact that the whole school was on the oval listening to every word, "Because you're my father or 'cause you're the almighty Saiyan Prince!"
"I'm your father and you will do as I say."
To be continued…
*Vegeta, "Frieza's Counter-Attack"
