Chapter 7
*I apologize if this chappie sucks! this is kinda a serious one, but i
tried to make it funny! Forgive me, it'll get better! Oh, and someone told
me to email them whose email adress was Slytherin something? It woulden't
let me, but thanks for everyone's reveiws!
It was morning, and the dog was raising heck again. And it was only 6:00 AM, so that was pretty annoying. Vegeta drug himself out of bed. His head hurt from reading so long last night. He was about to look over and ask his wife for an advil, but he remembered she wasn't there. Last night the situation had made him mad. But now it made him sad. He decided to go and ask Bulma why she was sleeping on the couch. So he walked into the living room. She was still sleeping on the couch bed, but Rex was still in the kitchen. Raising heck. "Bulma." Vegeta whispered. She didn't stir. He was about to go back into his room until she woke up, but he didn't want Trunks to be around when they talked. "Bulma!" He said, louder. Her eyes popped open, but she closed them again. "It's 6 AM and I don't feel like talking to YOU, Vegeta." Bulma said, rudely. Vegeta was phased. The only thing she'd ever called him that was that mean was ugly, and she didn't really mean that. "Please?" He said. "Or is the--" He was going to make a remark about PMS, but he decided he should wait until another fight. "I mean, why not? What did I do?" Bulma sighed. "Well, since you won't leave me alone, I'll tell you. It's because I was coming to talk to you last night about what Akurei said. It had some point to it. And then when you yelled at me for hardly any reason at all, I relized that what he said is true. You do treat me and Trunks like we're at your disposal, like your not the one that chose to marry ME, when let me remind you that you proposed to me because guys proposing to girls is sick! And I accepted because I LOVED you, and you act like I had to." "What a GREAT speech!" Vegeta said. "While your at it, you can yell at me for leaving my pants in the floor! I don't treat you like trash! If I do, it's good trash, not like the trash those stupid office people throw away!" Vegeta knew this conversation was getting dangerously close to a conversation about how office people don't throw away useless trash. "Let's talk about this LATER!" Bulma said. "I'm so mad at you, I could beat you up! And at 1:00 this afternoon, I'm calling Goku and Chi Chi and they're coming back. Now let the dog outside!" Bulma ran into their room and slam/locked the door. Vegeta was freaked.
"Hi guys!" Akurei said as he walked through the door. "Are we going to go train in the gravity room today like you said we are? I need to get strong fast!" Vegeta sighed. "Why? There's no big enemy." Akurei hesitated. "because I wanna be as strong as you are!" "That will never happen, but you can try." Vegeta said. Though Akurei's ki was pretty strong. About as strong as Freiza's, but now Freiza was chopped liver compared to the Z fighters. "I have to ask Trunks if he wants to come." Vegeta said. "If I don't, I'll get another lecture from Bulma. Oh,that reminds me. YOU took the liberty of telling my wife I treat her like trash." Vegeta was sounding bored. "I did." Akurei said, getting defensive. "And you do." Vegeta was P*ssed. He growled deeply. Bulma burst out of the room. "Hello, Akurei!" She said cheerfully. She glared at Vegeta with such a horrible look he almost fell over. "I-I'm just gonna go ask Trunks if he wants to come." Vegeta said, and he raced upstairs to Trunks' room. Bulma looked outside and saw that the doggy was not there. "VEGETA!" She roared. "I told you to put the dog out!" Trunks was standing at the foot of the stairs with a backpack. "What's wrong, mommy?" He asked. "Are you mad at daddy?" Bulma's eyes got wide, to vegeta's delight. Mayve she would say sorry when she saw it was affecting their son. "Trunks, I'm just a little mad at daddy." Bulma said. "I'm not leaving or anything." Trunks nodded. "Bye, Mommy." Bulma let Rex out herself. As Rex waddled out, he was growling. He was staring maliciously at Akurei. "He doesn't like you." Trunks said. Akurei nodded. "Thanks for pointing out the obvious. Let' s go!" He said. Vegeta flew down the stairs. He mumbled bye to Bulma so quietly he wasn't sure she could tell what it was.
Later, after a day of relentless training, they came back. They had set the gravity room to 500 to start out with, which is what Vegeta never trained on. It was too weak. Akurei could take that pretty well, so Vegeta set it to 1000, what he had trained on when fighting Freiza. Akurei had a little trouble, but recovered soon, so Vegeta set it to 1500, what he had trained on in the Cell saga.(Vegeta at this time trained at 2000)Akurei coulden't take 1500, so they set it to what Freiza could have taken, which was 1200. Akurei did great on that one. So thats what they had stuck too. Vegeta had won all their spar battles, but they let Trunks win two. Akurei told them not to hold back on him, so he didn't win any fights. When they got back, it was like 5:00 PM. "Mommy, mommy, mom-" Trunks said. He had romped into the house. Rex was in the house, and that was unusual. Bulma only put Rex in when she was gone. "Daddy, mommy's not here." Trunks said. "Do you think it's because of your fight?" Vegeta shook his head, because he didn't. He went to the refrigerator. Just like always, there was a note. Vegeta and Trunks: I went to the grocery store, because we were out of milk and dog food. I'll be back later. Make sure you give Rex some water! Bulma Vegeta showed the note to Trunks. "See? She'll be back." But something bothered Vegeta. he stared at the end of the note. The notes she left were ususally followed by a LUL(Luv u lots) or something like that. But this one had nothing. But it was on pink paper!!!!=) "Mommy NEVER uses pink paper." Trunks said. "I'm worried, daddy." Vegeta dialed Bulma's cell number and handed the phone to Trunks. "Here. Talk to mommy, but don't hang up." Trunks took the phone. "Hi mommy! We're fine." Trunks said, and he romped up to his room. Akurei was on the couch with a gay look in his eyes. He was looking at Vegeta. Vegeta shot the dog in the butt so it ran outside, and he filled a bowl full of water and threw it through the window. He was mad. Vegeta thougt of something. "Kakarott!" He said. But Trunks had the phone! "There's some people in the park." Vegeta said to Akurei. One is an ugly woman. She has a really big chin and a flat nose. Then there's a little boy. He's wearing and orange suit, he's four and he's really annoying, and there's a guy. Kakarott has ugly hair and his voice sounds like a woman hitting puberty. Go find them and tell them to come to the house, okay?" Akurei did just that. Trunks came back in with the phone. "Here daddy." Vegeta took the phone. "Hi." Vegeta said plainly. Bulma didn't say anything. "Did you give the dog any water?" She asked. "Yes, I did what you told me to." Vegeta said. He was trying to keep his temper in check. "Well I'm on my way home. We can talk about this later, okay?" Vegeta didn't think she was worth answering right now. "Okay?" "Okay.Bye, Bulma." "Bye Vegeta." "NO Vegeta hung up. He was so mad he could scream. So he screamed and broke the lamp. Then he picked up the peices because he didn't want one to get stuck in his sock.
Vegeta was still screaming, and Trunks was watching, and Rex was howling, when Akurei, Goku, Chi Chi and Goten came in. Goten went up immediatly to Trunks' room,and Chi Chi went to do laundry. It was Vegeta, Goku and Akurei. "It was um....Nice meeting you." Goku said to Akurei. "I'll be seeing you."
"Not if I see you first." Goku shrugged, and Akurei waved to Vegeta and flew out. Goku sighed. "Vegeta, this man was a convict in jail, right?" He asked. "Yes....." Vegeta said. "Well, did you ever find out what his crime was?" Vegeta thought about that. "No Kakarott, but is it that important do you think?" "Yeah. I think it's really important! He just popped out of the blue. If we know what he did, it will be easier to tell him past. Like if he was caught with a girl under 21, we'll know he's good in bed!" Goku had a dreamy look in his eyes(Sorry for that comment, I like Goku, but I coulden't help it). "Why would we want to know that?" Vegeta asked through narrowed eyes. "Umm.....so we could...uh, Keep him away from Chi Chi and Bulma?" Vegeta nodded slowly. He thought Kakarott was being suspiciously weird acting. Vegeta came in with some grocerys. Goku and Vegeta helped her put them down. "I'm going back into our room to....watch T.V." Bulma told Vegeta and she went up the stairs. Goku was weirded out. "That was strange." He said. "Are you fighting?" Vegeta nodded. "Yes, but I didn't start it." Vegeta said, reying to be quiet. "YES YOU DID!" Bulma roared from upstairs. "No I didn't!" Vegeta countered. "Yes you did!" "No I didn't!" "Yes you did!" "NO I DIDN'T!!" "YES YOU DID!!" "NO I DIDN'T!!" Vegeta stormed up into the room, and Goku could hear them yelling at eachother. "Your stupid!" Bulma yelled, and she threw a teddy bear at him. He floated up and dodged it. "Your a whore!" He said. But he didn't throw anything. Bulma started to cry. "Your mean!" She said, and she threw a vase full of red roses at him. He dodged it again."Calm down and stop throwing things!" He said, trying to keep his voice down. "No!" She said. "You don't tell me what to do!" And she threw a picture of him, her and Trunks playing in a park when Trunks was two. They were all smiling. The portrait cracked against the wall. "That was our family portrait!" Vegeta whispered. He was P*ssed. "Why are you doing this?" He tryed to look pitiful and babyish. "Your act won't work on ME!" Bulma screamed, and she threw her red high heel shoe right at Vegeta's little face. It hit him in the forehead and left a big red spot!! "Ouch!" He said. "That really hurt! Stop it!" She threw pillows and things at him. "Stop stop stop!" He yelled. But she continued. His anger built and built. Then finally, he snapped. As he powered up, and orange aura and a huge wind threw Bulma back 3 steps. He was screaming. "Stop it you man whore!" She yelled at the top of her lungs. Vegeta threw her on the bed with a wave of his hand. "You shut your nagging mouth!" Vegeta yelled. "Because if you don't, I'll be really angry!" Bulma was looking at him menacingly. She crossed her arms. "Now can we talk like--*Hack* *Cough* *Cough Cough* *Gack!*--Civilized people?" He grabbed at his throat. "Hm. Are you okay?" Bulma asked meanly. "I think so." Vegeta said. "My throat is really hurting lately. Anyway, let's talk about this." Vegeta sat down on the bed next to Bulma. "While your at it you might as well put on some malodramatic music." Bulma said, very hatefully. Vegeta tried not to let that bother him.
"Gosh, They've been up there for a while." Goku said to Chi Chi. Chi Chi was ironing Goku's shirts. "Well, thats none of our buisness." Chi Chi said in her annoying whiny voice. Rex's chew toy squeaked because he was chewing on it. Goten and Trunks were in the corner playing because it was getting to loud in Trunks' room. "Vrrrroooom!" Trunks said, imitating a car's sound. He drove it down a chalk line, a 'road'.Then he ran it over Goten's toe. Goten howled with pain. "Cool!" Trunks said. "Instead of stripping old asphalt off a road, my car strips old skin off Goten! Goku and Chi Chi thought he was so disgusting.
Vegeta's voice was going. It was getting lower and lower....he sounded like an old man suffering from hemeroids! "Anyway....."He said, then he coughed. "I'm sorry if I treat you like trash but sometimes you act like a little kid." He coughed 3 times, lamely. "Well, thats not my problem!" She said. "Not my fault. If I did what you wanted me to all the time, I'd be just as BORING as you are!" "I'm not boring!" He said. "Your just a spoiled brat! You lived rich all your life and your parents gave you every little thing you want. They probley even payed for you a man whore when you got bored!"
Bulma's eyes widened. "Don't jump on ME for being rich!" She said. "Your a PRINCE. You were 10 times richer than I was." "If you don't RECALL, when I was like 14, Freiza killed my dad, and my dad was the king, meaning he was what made me a prince, meaning my money diappeared!" Bulma didn't wanna seem stupid. "I may have a solution!" She said, suddenly happy sounding. "Since you say I buy things too much..." "You do." Vegeta said. "Remember our new couch? While I was in JAIL?"
'Shuddap! My point is, I could give you all my paychecks this month! So, for the entire month, you decide what we buy!" "I like that Idea!" Vegeta said. "But why would you want to do that?"
"Just to experiment, you know? Because Iv'e always been the one who chooses what to buy. And oh, the one with the money does the shopping. Sorry!" Vegeta growled. "Alright, we can start tomarrow. You get payed, right?" Bulma nodded. Then Vegeta and Bulma did the 'married people thing'. You know what I mean?
It was morning. Bulma had handed Vegeta a white, beautiful paycheck for 2,000 a week. But Bulma had gotten a bonus because it was her birthday next week."Okay!" Bulma said. "Now let's go shopping, just to see how you do!" So they did. They strolled down the street, hand in hand, looking through shop windows. Vegeta saw something Trunks would like. "Oh look!" He said. "It's that video game Trunks wants. The one where the dinosaur rips out the pedestrian's intestines and uses them to spell 'Game over'? Bulma made a horrible face. "As WONDERFUL as that sounds, I'm not sure we should buy that unless Trunks plans on never eating again. C'mon! Let's go." Vegeta was mad, but they walked a little further down the street. Vegeta saw a few things he would like, mostly rated 'R' comedy and horror movies. But he only bought 1, Scream 3. Him and Bulma both liked it. Then Bulma saw it. They were a PRETTY pair of red high heeled shoes with sequins on them. They were shiny and adorable, MUDD brand. "Please Vegeta!" Bulma said. "Please! I'll wear them every day and every night to bed! Please?" Vegeta looked up at her.(Yes, Bulma is an inch taller than Vegeta, Ha ha)"No." He said. "Those shoes are 250 dollars because of this overpriced store. With the grocery's, bills and everything else, we cannot afford them." Bulma was mad. "But It's my birthday next monday, Vegeta! 3 days! Please!!" "You know I don't buy birthday presents." Vegeta said. "It's a stupid money waster. I can't beleive you'd even ask." There he went, being an @$$ again. Bulma pouted for a while. She wished they'd never made that stupid agreement. Vegeta started coughing in ugly, terrible, painful sessions. They ripped at his chest and stomach. He sounded like a barking dog. "Vegeta, are you okay?" Bulma asked. But really she was thinking about the coughing fit as a cruel punsihment for not letting her have her shoes. A part of her hated a part of him for it. She really wanted those shoes, but she knew Vegeta would never get them for her! "Yes, I'm fine." Vegeta said. "But god, that hurts." Bulma was very concerned. "Maybe a trip to Dr. FagFace's?" Vegeta's eyes widened. "No way! You can tell he wants to get in your pants! Or up your dress, or whatever." Bulma thought Dr. Fagface was an old nerd. She wasn't interested. "Dam*! I itch, too." Vegeta said. His whole body itched. Bulma's cell phone rang. "Yeah, hello?" It was Goku. "Hey, Bulma, It's me. I just wanted to tell you that your son has this weird rash! Looks kinda like indian desighns!"
"I'll be there." Bulma said. She let go of Vegeta's hand. "Obviously, your contagious." She said. Vegeta was offended. "Your treating me like a monster!" He stuck out his bottom lip again. When he coughed, bloody spit hit the pavement. "We should go home." Bulma said. "Before you cough bloody spit on my dress." She gave one final goodbye to her dream shoes and they left.
When they got back, Akurei was there. He was sitting at the kitchen table with some roses in his hand. "These are for you!" He said, and he gave them to Bulma. "Thanks I think." She said. "What are they for?" "No reason." Akurei said. "Just because." And he flashed his P.O.D handsome smile. Bulma stared at him awkwardly. Vegeta coughed bloody spit on his face, but he kept his smile. Goku ran over to Vegeta. "Trunks is in bed. He's doing okay, no fever or anything. He just looks like indian desighns and he's coughing." "Go get into bed, Vegeta!" Bulma ordered. "But I refuse to give you advil until you give me my red shoes!" Vegeta didn't even need any advil. "I don't need to go to bed." Vegeta said. "I need to train. And who gave you those flowers? Yamcha?" Bulma shook her head. "No, this dude." vegeta shrugged. "GO TO BED." Bulma ordered strictly. Vegeta tromped upstairs and pulled the Martha Stuart comforter up over his head. Bulma came in. "I'm a disgrace!" He said. "Nobody loves me! I'm a punk!" Bulma was freaked. "Thats not true. Where did you get a crazy idea like that?" Vegeta sobbed then coughed. "I read this book called THE CAT IN THE HAT by some dude named Doctor Suess." Bulma rolled her eyes. "Now Dr. Seuss books make you weird? I don't know what to do with you, Vegeta." She handed him a book called 'War and Peace'. It was like......1500 pages long. "By the time your done reading this, you'll be able to get out of bed. I just want you to rest." "It's only noon!" vegeta whined. But Bulma clicked on the bedside lamp and turned off the bedroom light. She turned on the T.V, then she went out. She needed to go see Trunks. Trunks was playing with his dinosaur toys in bed. He ripped the head off his rhino doll and played like it was an indian sacrifice. "Did you eat anything funny?" Bulma asked. "Kill stupid lady!" Trunks said, making the voice of a tribe member action figure. He threw a sharp plastic spear at her, and it stuck in her eye. With a plastic spear in her eye, she asked him why he was sick. "I don't know, stupid lady." Trunks said. "Go out. My next spear is aimed for the holes in your nose!" He launched a plastic spear and it bounched off her forhead. "Stop it." She said. Trunks didn't. "This ones aimed for a very unpleasant area!" He said, and shot it. It bounced off her right thigh, missing. Bulma decided to give up. "Fine, whatever." She took the spear out of her eye and threw it at Trunks.
Bulma went into the living room. Akurei was watching a perverted channel. He turned it quickly. "Hi." He said. "Come watch with me!" It was on the history channel. "If I wanted to watch that I would go and watch it with my husband." She said. Akurei was sad. "Did you like my roses?" "Oh, I put them out in Rex's dog house so it will smell fresh." She said. "I love things that smell good." Akurei was hurt about the doghouse, but now he had an idea. "I hafta go!" He said, and he dashed out of the house. "That was weird." Bulma said. She went back into her room. Vegeta was watching T.V . "Your back." He said. He was laying at a strange angle across the bed. "Move so I can get in. " Bulma said. "No!" Vegeta said. "I find this position.....Very comfortable!" He fake smiled. "Your stupid." Bulma said. "Let me in!" Vegeta shook his head. "No! Sit in the floor!" Bulma shoved Vegeta off the bed. A stream of water from the water bed hit her in the face. Her mascara ran.
Later, about two days so, Vegeta and Trunks indian desighns faded and went away. They were happy, happy, happy. But Bulma ended up having to take up her son's toys. Vegeta was lounging on the couch, watching a retarded movie called 'Jonah-A Veggie Tales Movie' because Trunks wanted to, when Bulma ran in sobbing. Vegeta hopped up. "Oh no, Trunks!" He said. "It's her hormonal time of month!" They dove behind the couch. "It's not that!" Bulma sighed. "Much, much worse!" "Your mother was diagnosed with cancer?" Vegeta asked, hopefully. His toes were crossed. "No." Bulma said. "MUCH more dreadful." "Ummmm.......Goku was diagnosed with cancer?" Vegeta asked, even more hopefully. "No. Much worse." Vegeta was just starting to think this could be great, when she told them. "Someone bought my shoes!" She screamed. Trunks hugged her. "It's okay, mommy. They were only shoes." Vegeta shrugged. "Who would have? They were ugly. I'll bet that someone just gave them to goodwill." Bulma was sobbing. There hole house was full of flowers that Akurei gave them. Goku wheeled his wheelchair in.
"Hey guys! What happened? Does Mrs. Breifs have cancer? I hope, I hope...."
"It's not that!" Bulma wailed. "My shoes were bought by some rich snob!" She sniffled and blew green snot. "It's like that one time me and mommy were in the park." Trunks said. Flashback: It was in summer, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. It was slightly windy. Bulma was pushing her young 4 year old son on the swings, when an old perv whistled at her. She turned around in fury. The wooden swing, going at it's greatest speed, wizzed down and smashed her on the kidneys. Bulma thought they had exploded, but in reality a large purple swell was there. Bloody spit strung from her mouth and stuck to her lip as she fell to the ground. Her son was kicking and laughing. She raised her head up, but the wooden swimg smashed the back of her neck, whipping it back painfully. It hit her in the ear, forehead, and fingers before she got away*End Flashback* Bulma frowned. "Why is this like that?" "Because you were crying alot.' Trunks said. Vegeta walked away. "Yall people are weird! I'm going to make me a sandwich! "He stalked toward the kitchen, and Goku followed. Vegeta's stomach was hurting VERY bad. he suspected it was hunger, so he was going to the kitchen to fix that problem. Goku babbled at him as he built ingrediants onto the bread and mayo. When it was done, it was the finist sandwich ever. He was just about to raise it to his lips, when he threw the sandwich right at Goku. It smacked him in the forhead. "I appreciate you being so generous," Goku said, biting it, "But next time, give it to me gentler. " He looked at Vegeta. Vegeta was doubled over. "Whats wrong?" Goku asked. Vegeta grunted. "Nothing serious!" He said, but he sounded labored. "My stomach is exploding, but no, no need to get anyone!" Goku let air out. "Good. I thought it WAS serious." Vegeta growled beneath all his heavy breathing. "get somebody, you f*cking idiot!" Goku wheeled into the living room. "Yo Bulma. vegeta's all doubled over. Something's wrong." Bulma ran into the kitchen, as Goku bit the sanwich. "Whats wrong." Bulma said, boringly. "The attentions not on you, so you pull a stunt like this?" Vegeta barfed on her shoes.
Vegeta woke up hours later in a local hospital. A doctor he knew but didn't love was bent over him shining a light in his eye. Doctor Fagface!! "Oh hi Vegeta!" He said. "Looks like I have the upper hand, seeing how your bedridden! I hope you don't mind if I take your wife! Dr. Fagface grabbed Bulma. They jumped in a red car and sped of, and then.... Vegeta woke up. He was breathing hard. He was in a hospital bed with a lady doctor bent over him. "He's awake." She said. She was big and fat and had on gold earrings. Or supposed to look like gold. vegeta could plainly see they were costume jewelry. His wife loved jewelry, so he could tell real gold from fake. "Will you get away from me? You breath could sink 1,000 ships." Vegeta said. "What am I doing here?" He looked around, and tried to sit up, but a pain ripped through his lower body. "What's wrong?" He asked. "Am I on the Twilight Zone? Or Candid Camera?"
He was starting to freak out, when he saw a familier face. It was Goku!! "Kakarott!" He said."Save me!" The doctors backed away as Goku wheeled closer. "Oh hi! Your awake. Bulma went to buy some gifts." "Gifts?" Vegeta asked. "What kinds of 'gifts'? What are 'gifts'?" "Presents." Goku said. "You know like at Christmas?" Vegeta nodded. "What am I doing in here?" He asked. Goku shrugged. "I can't remember, but your in pretty deep Sh*t. You could die." "Saiyans should not die unless they die in battle!" Vegeta said. "If I die from sickness, that means I'm weak!" Goku shook his head. "I'm full blooded saiyan and I'm in a wheelchair." Vegeta thought a moment. But Kakarot's horrible burns were getting alot better. Trunks romped in. "Daddy!" He yelled. Vegeta had gotten used to thew dinosaur now. "Hi Kid." Vegeta said. "Where's my presents?" Trunks hopped on the bed. "Mommy and me got you lots of stuff because we want you to get better."
Bulma came in. "I'd better leave you guys alone." Goku said, and he wheeled out. Bulma told him bye. Vegeta noticed Bulma was wearing worn tennis shoes with her red dress and yellow scarf. "Where's your shoes?" He asked her. "You puked on them, remember?" She asked grimly. "These are my only shoes." But she brightened up. "I decided paying your hospital bill is more important than shoes, because your managing the money right now." She set on the bed beside him. "But the doctors say you'll be here for a while, so I bought you some stuff to make it more homey." She pulled out a wall clock that made owl noises every hour. "I really like owls, and owls can brighten up a room! So, I got this for you!" She mounted it on the wall. "Oh, joy, isn't it pleasntly annoying." Vegeta mumbled. The owl on the clock looked crosseyed. Bulma reached into the bag again, and pulled out a doll of an alligator. It was a beany baby. "I was hoping you woulden't want it and give it to me." She said. "I don't have him yet." She dusted it off. "Yeah....take it." He offered. "I hope you brought me some decent food." She nodded. "It's Spaghetti O's!" She plopped them into a bowl and shoved it right in front of him. The smell made him cringe. They were still fairly in the shape of the can. "I suppose you were hoping I would give these to you also?" He asked. Bulma guiltily nodded. He shoved the bowl over. Then he banged his head down on the pillow, where it sank deeply. Bulma picked a noodle out of his hair. "Let's watch cartoons!" Trunks said. "Let's not." Vegeta said. "How could things get any worse?" Mr. and Mrs. Breifs walked in. "no!" Vegeta said. "No, No no! Go away! Leave! Now!" Mrs. Breifs had a HUGE vase of flowers. "How ya doin', Vegeta dear?" She asked in her ANNOYING redneck voice. "I'm FINE!" Vegeta said, imitating the way she sounded. "Now that you've brought me my candy, go away and suck a pig."
They ignored. "Hi mommy! Hi daddy!" Bulma said. She was the only one in the room happy. "How are you doing, Trunks?" Mrs. Breaifs asked. "Better than you'll ever be, you old lump of lard." He replied. She looked offended. Trunks's arms were crossed and he looked suprisingly like his father. Vegeta laughed derisivly at Mrs. Breifs as she slapped his son across the face. A big purple handprint appeared. Bulma was ticked. "Mother, you whore! " She shouted. She twisted Mrs. Breifs arm and body slammed her. She bashed her head with the owl clock. It went,'hoohoo'. Mrs. Breifs was lying, groaning on the floor. "Now YOU need a hospital!" She said, and she spat in her mother's hair. "Your horrible!" Mrs. Breifs said. "Shut up before I tell dad about Frank! Oh, and Jack. And Charlie, he was the most serious one. But Jack was the hottest." Mr. Breifs decided they better leave now, so he drug her out. " God they're annoying." Vegeta said. Then a fresh bout of pain made him bend over. "Ow." He said, rubbing his belly. He was wearing a paper hospital gown, and his stomach looked swollen. But still not fat. Bulma took off her tennis shoes and put them down. "God those shoes simply KILL my poor feet." She said. Vegeta bucked his head into the bed. "It's not fair. I don't even know whats wrong." He complained. "Goku didn't tell you?" Bulma wanted to know." Well, you have this sickness called Appendicitus. Apparently, the rash and fever were sighns of it we ignored, so your appendix are so close to rupturing they can't operate because it might cause them to. If they rupture--" She giggled. "You could DIE." Vegeta's eyes widened. "I'm too young to die! I have too many goals!" "What are they?" Bulma asked. You never told me." Vegeta shrugged. "Forget it. I'm going to sleep." And he rolled over. "Not now, pal. The doctor says they are going to try to operate." Vegeta's eyes got wide. "But I thought you said that an operation would kill me?"
Bulma looked worried. "There' s about a 50/50 chance." She said. Vegeta groaned hopelessly. "Well, that means I'm gone. I don't have a lick of good luck." Bulma ignored that comment. "They'll come to get you about midnight." She said. Vegeta shivered the room was suddenly very cold. He picked up a book and began to read, ignoring what it said. Trunks hopped up beside him." Daddy, whats this book about?" He asked. "Is it like the book called 'where did I come from' you read me?" Bulma giggled. "No." She said."The one daddy is reading is different." "But don't adults like all that 'where did I come from' stuff?" Trunks asked. Bulma and Vegeta looked at eachother. "Um, not the reading about it part." "What is that supposed to mean?" Trunks inquired. "Well, let's just say DOING is more effective than reading." Vegeta offered. Trunks still didn't understand. "I'm going to take pictures of the bums in the courtyard." Trunks said. Goku shouted outside the door. "I wanna go!" he said. Trunks and Goku raced down the hall. That was one of their favorite sports. If you threw the bums a cheeto, they would follow you around like puppies. Chi Chi stormed in. She was so mad she looked like a pig. "I get stuck with that fat@$$ and you get to marry prince charming! Literally!" She said. She hated Goku, and was probably 3 way cheating. Vegeta was still all shivery. "It's cold." He said. "And I don't want them to cut me. I like my stomach! I'll have a big old scar after that." He sighed. "It will be so low down your underwear will cover it up. Don't worry." Bulma said. Then her eyes turned evil. "But if you die, and leave me to raise a five year old child, I'll DANCE on your grave. Dance, Dance, Dance!" Vegeta thought she was joking, so he offered a smile. She stared at him grimly. "I mean it, Vegeta. I'll buy some tap shoes and hire a pianist and dance on your grave." Now Vegeta was sure she was serious. He nodded. "Don't worry about me. I won't die. I hope, I hope." It was 9:00. But something in Vegeta's mind told him his hours were numbered. to 3.
Now it was 11:00. Bulma was asleep on the couch thingy they keep in hospital rooms. It didn't look comfortable. Her neck and head were hanging off the side. Vegeta stared into the shadows. Everything was scary in a hospital . The baloon the Drs gave him was floating around in circles, but for some reason it was creepy. The T.V made a pretty ugly shadow. The curtains was the worst. It was big and huge. Vegeta kept expecting to roll over and be staring into the face of a corpse. He slowly turned over on the bed. The springs slightly creaked as he pushed his hands over. His eyelids were squeezed tightly. Slowly, but surely, he opened them, and he found himself..... Staring into the eyes of a woman! She was terrifying! She was horrible! She was--Bulma. "What the hank are you doing in my bed!" Vegeta screamed. You scared the heck out of me!" He was breathing hard, causing his stomach to churn. "I got scared of the dark." She said. "And I thought maybe if a monster attacked you would protect me." Vegeta rolled his eyes. "I'm going into emergancy surgery in an hour. Do you think I could protect you?" Bulma was silent. "Well, your crowding me." Vegeta said. "At home, it's fine that you sleep by me, but this bed is so small that I--" She rolled off and fell flat on her face. When she got up, she was laughing. "What did you do that for?" Vegeta asked. "well," Bulma said, "I relized how high the bed was from the floor. And I thought, it'd be fun to fall from this height." She rubbed her forehead. "But you know something? That hurt!" She went back over to the couch and layed down. Vegeta was thinking she was either on drugs, or worried crazy about him. Either way, it was a really annoying change.
Now it was 11:52. Vegeta was shaking all over. "Bulma." He said. She jerked awake. "What is it, dear? I was sleeping." "I know and I'm sorry." Vegeta said. "But I can't help thinking I have 30 mintutes to live." Bulma came and sat on the bed. "You need your sleep, darling. You'll be tired in the morning." Vegeta shifted his eyes. "But Bulma, I'm going to die in there!" She shook her head. "That's crazy talk!!" She shouted. The guy who had the bed behind The curtain(The things in hospitals that serperate the rooms in japan) jumped up. He had heart problems, and Bulma's yelps had been to much for him. He keeled over and died. Paramedics came in and took his body away. Vegeta relized something terrible. DEATH WAS SCARY!!! The last time he had died,he'd known they could bring him back. So it wasn't scary. And, he didn't have a family to worry about. Just a lady he thought was hot(Bulma. Remember? Freiza killed him). "I'm going to die!" He said. "What if I go down there?! I might go to heck!" Tears came out of his eyes. "Your not going to die." Bulma said. "You'll be just fine.....Justt....finnnnee." She fell asleep, but came back awake. "Your tired." Vegeta said. "Go back to sleep." A doctor pushed the door open. He had a clipboard. He saw Vegeta crying and Bulma's eyelids kept lowering. "Okay, Mr. Breifs." He said. Two other doctors, wheeling a stretcher came in. Vegeta shook his head. "No!" He cried. Bulma held him down. "Vegeta, you won't die." She said. "You'll be just fine." "Don't let these men take me!" Vegeta said. "They say they want to cut me, but really they want me to settle their appetites!" He grabbed Bulma's shirt as the men were dragging him away to his doom. "Your ripping my dress off!" Bulma said. Vegeta let go. "Remember me as a hero!" He sobbed. They were almost out the door. "Tell Kakarott I hate him!" He was shouting things all the way down the hall.
It was morning, and the dog was raising heck again. And it was only 6:00 AM, so that was pretty annoying. Vegeta drug himself out of bed. His head hurt from reading so long last night. He was about to look over and ask his wife for an advil, but he remembered she wasn't there. Last night the situation had made him mad. But now it made him sad. He decided to go and ask Bulma why she was sleeping on the couch. So he walked into the living room. She was still sleeping on the couch bed, but Rex was still in the kitchen. Raising heck. "Bulma." Vegeta whispered. She didn't stir. He was about to go back into his room until she woke up, but he didn't want Trunks to be around when they talked. "Bulma!" He said, louder. Her eyes popped open, but she closed them again. "It's 6 AM and I don't feel like talking to YOU, Vegeta." Bulma said, rudely. Vegeta was phased. The only thing she'd ever called him that was that mean was ugly, and she didn't really mean that. "Please?" He said. "Or is the--" He was going to make a remark about PMS, but he decided he should wait until another fight. "I mean, why not? What did I do?" Bulma sighed. "Well, since you won't leave me alone, I'll tell you. It's because I was coming to talk to you last night about what Akurei said. It had some point to it. And then when you yelled at me for hardly any reason at all, I relized that what he said is true. You do treat me and Trunks like we're at your disposal, like your not the one that chose to marry ME, when let me remind you that you proposed to me because guys proposing to girls is sick! And I accepted because I LOVED you, and you act like I had to." "What a GREAT speech!" Vegeta said. "While your at it, you can yell at me for leaving my pants in the floor! I don't treat you like trash! If I do, it's good trash, not like the trash those stupid office people throw away!" Vegeta knew this conversation was getting dangerously close to a conversation about how office people don't throw away useless trash. "Let's talk about this LATER!" Bulma said. "I'm so mad at you, I could beat you up! And at 1:00 this afternoon, I'm calling Goku and Chi Chi and they're coming back. Now let the dog outside!" Bulma ran into their room and slam/locked the door. Vegeta was freaked.
"Hi guys!" Akurei said as he walked through the door. "Are we going to go train in the gravity room today like you said we are? I need to get strong fast!" Vegeta sighed. "Why? There's no big enemy." Akurei hesitated. "because I wanna be as strong as you are!" "That will never happen, but you can try." Vegeta said. Though Akurei's ki was pretty strong. About as strong as Freiza's, but now Freiza was chopped liver compared to the Z fighters. "I have to ask Trunks if he wants to come." Vegeta said. "If I don't, I'll get another lecture from Bulma. Oh,that reminds me. YOU took the liberty of telling my wife I treat her like trash." Vegeta was sounding bored. "I did." Akurei said, getting defensive. "And you do." Vegeta was P*ssed. He growled deeply. Bulma burst out of the room. "Hello, Akurei!" She said cheerfully. She glared at Vegeta with such a horrible look he almost fell over. "I-I'm just gonna go ask Trunks if he wants to come." Vegeta said, and he raced upstairs to Trunks' room. Bulma looked outside and saw that the doggy was not there. "VEGETA!" She roared. "I told you to put the dog out!" Trunks was standing at the foot of the stairs with a backpack. "What's wrong, mommy?" He asked. "Are you mad at daddy?" Bulma's eyes got wide, to vegeta's delight. Mayve she would say sorry when she saw it was affecting their son. "Trunks, I'm just a little mad at daddy." Bulma said. "I'm not leaving or anything." Trunks nodded. "Bye, Mommy." Bulma let Rex out herself. As Rex waddled out, he was growling. He was staring maliciously at Akurei. "He doesn't like you." Trunks said. Akurei nodded. "Thanks for pointing out the obvious. Let' s go!" He said. Vegeta flew down the stairs. He mumbled bye to Bulma so quietly he wasn't sure she could tell what it was.
Later, after a day of relentless training, they came back. They had set the gravity room to 500 to start out with, which is what Vegeta never trained on. It was too weak. Akurei could take that pretty well, so Vegeta set it to 1000, what he had trained on when fighting Freiza. Akurei had a little trouble, but recovered soon, so Vegeta set it to 1500, what he had trained on in the Cell saga.(Vegeta at this time trained at 2000)Akurei coulden't take 1500, so they set it to what Freiza could have taken, which was 1200. Akurei did great on that one. So thats what they had stuck too. Vegeta had won all their spar battles, but they let Trunks win two. Akurei told them not to hold back on him, so he didn't win any fights. When they got back, it was like 5:00 PM. "Mommy, mommy, mom-" Trunks said. He had romped into the house. Rex was in the house, and that was unusual. Bulma only put Rex in when she was gone. "Daddy, mommy's not here." Trunks said. "Do you think it's because of your fight?" Vegeta shook his head, because he didn't. He went to the refrigerator. Just like always, there was a note. Vegeta and Trunks: I went to the grocery store, because we were out of milk and dog food. I'll be back later. Make sure you give Rex some water! Bulma Vegeta showed the note to Trunks. "See? She'll be back." But something bothered Vegeta. he stared at the end of the note. The notes she left were ususally followed by a LUL(Luv u lots) or something like that. But this one had nothing. But it was on pink paper!!!!=) "Mommy NEVER uses pink paper." Trunks said. "I'm worried, daddy." Vegeta dialed Bulma's cell number and handed the phone to Trunks. "Here. Talk to mommy, but don't hang up." Trunks took the phone. "Hi mommy! We're fine." Trunks said, and he romped up to his room. Akurei was on the couch with a gay look in his eyes. He was looking at Vegeta. Vegeta shot the dog in the butt so it ran outside, and he filled a bowl full of water and threw it through the window. He was mad. Vegeta thougt of something. "Kakarott!" He said. But Trunks had the phone! "There's some people in the park." Vegeta said to Akurei. One is an ugly woman. She has a really big chin and a flat nose. Then there's a little boy. He's wearing and orange suit, he's four and he's really annoying, and there's a guy. Kakarott has ugly hair and his voice sounds like a woman hitting puberty. Go find them and tell them to come to the house, okay?" Akurei did just that. Trunks came back in with the phone. "Here daddy." Vegeta took the phone. "Hi." Vegeta said plainly. Bulma didn't say anything. "Did you give the dog any water?" She asked. "Yes, I did what you told me to." Vegeta said. He was trying to keep his temper in check. "Well I'm on my way home. We can talk about this later, okay?" Vegeta didn't think she was worth answering right now. "Okay?" "Okay.Bye, Bulma." "Bye Vegeta." "NO Vegeta hung up. He was so mad he could scream. So he screamed and broke the lamp. Then he picked up the peices because he didn't want one to get stuck in his sock.
Vegeta was still screaming, and Trunks was watching, and Rex was howling, when Akurei, Goku, Chi Chi and Goten came in. Goten went up immediatly to Trunks' room,and Chi Chi went to do laundry. It was Vegeta, Goku and Akurei. "It was um....Nice meeting you." Goku said to Akurei. "I'll be seeing you."
"Not if I see you first." Goku shrugged, and Akurei waved to Vegeta and flew out. Goku sighed. "Vegeta, this man was a convict in jail, right?" He asked. "Yes....." Vegeta said. "Well, did you ever find out what his crime was?" Vegeta thought about that. "No Kakarott, but is it that important do you think?" "Yeah. I think it's really important! He just popped out of the blue. If we know what he did, it will be easier to tell him past. Like if he was caught with a girl under 21, we'll know he's good in bed!" Goku had a dreamy look in his eyes(Sorry for that comment, I like Goku, but I coulden't help it). "Why would we want to know that?" Vegeta asked through narrowed eyes. "Umm.....so we could...uh, Keep him away from Chi Chi and Bulma?" Vegeta nodded slowly. He thought Kakarott was being suspiciously weird acting. Vegeta came in with some grocerys. Goku and Vegeta helped her put them down. "I'm going back into our room to....watch T.V." Bulma told Vegeta and she went up the stairs. Goku was weirded out. "That was strange." He said. "Are you fighting?" Vegeta nodded. "Yes, but I didn't start it." Vegeta said, reying to be quiet. "YES YOU DID!" Bulma roared from upstairs. "No I didn't!" Vegeta countered. "Yes you did!" "No I didn't!" "Yes you did!" "NO I DIDN'T!!" "YES YOU DID!!" "NO I DIDN'T!!" Vegeta stormed up into the room, and Goku could hear them yelling at eachother. "Your stupid!" Bulma yelled, and she threw a teddy bear at him. He floated up and dodged it. "Your a whore!" He said. But he didn't throw anything. Bulma started to cry. "Your mean!" She said, and she threw a vase full of red roses at him. He dodged it again."Calm down and stop throwing things!" He said, trying to keep his voice down. "No!" She said. "You don't tell me what to do!" And she threw a picture of him, her and Trunks playing in a park when Trunks was two. They were all smiling. The portrait cracked against the wall. "That was our family portrait!" Vegeta whispered. He was P*ssed. "Why are you doing this?" He tryed to look pitiful and babyish. "Your act won't work on ME!" Bulma screamed, and she threw her red high heel shoe right at Vegeta's little face. It hit him in the forehead and left a big red spot!! "Ouch!" He said. "That really hurt! Stop it!" She threw pillows and things at him. "Stop stop stop!" He yelled. But she continued. His anger built and built. Then finally, he snapped. As he powered up, and orange aura and a huge wind threw Bulma back 3 steps. He was screaming. "Stop it you man whore!" She yelled at the top of her lungs. Vegeta threw her on the bed with a wave of his hand. "You shut your nagging mouth!" Vegeta yelled. "Because if you don't, I'll be really angry!" Bulma was looking at him menacingly. She crossed her arms. "Now can we talk like--*Hack* *Cough* *Cough Cough* *Gack!*--Civilized people?" He grabbed at his throat. "Hm. Are you okay?" Bulma asked meanly. "I think so." Vegeta said. "My throat is really hurting lately. Anyway, let's talk about this." Vegeta sat down on the bed next to Bulma. "While your at it you might as well put on some malodramatic music." Bulma said, very hatefully. Vegeta tried not to let that bother him.
"Gosh, They've been up there for a while." Goku said to Chi Chi. Chi Chi was ironing Goku's shirts. "Well, thats none of our buisness." Chi Chi said in her annoying whiny voice. Rex's chew toy squeaked because he was chewing on it. Goten and Trunks were in the corner playing because it was getting to loud in Trunks' room. "Vrrrroooom!" Trunks said, imitating a car's sound. He drove it down a chalk line, a 'road'.Then he ran it over Goten's toe. Goten howled with pain. "Cool!" Trunks said. "Instead of stripping old asphalt off a road, my car strips old skin off Goten! Goku and Chi Chi thought he was so disgusting.
Vegeta's voice was going. It was getting lower and lower....he sounded like an old man suffering from hemeroids! "Anyway....."He said, then he coughed. "I'm sorry if I treat you like trash but sometimes you act like a little kid." He coughed 3 times, lamely. "Well, thats not my problem!" She said. "Not my fault. If I did what you wanted me to all the time, I'd be just as BORING as you are!" "I'm not boring!" He said. "Your just a spoiled brat! You lived rich all your life and your parents gave you every little thing you want. They probley even payed for you a man whore when you got bored!"
Bulma's eyes widened. "Don't jump on ME for being rich!" She said. "Your a PRINCE. You were 10 times richer than I was." "If you don't RECALL, when I was like 14, Freiza killed my dad, and my dad was the king, meaning he was what made me a prince, meaning my money diappeared!" Bulma didn't wanna seem stupid. "I may have a solution!" She said, suddenly happy sounding. "Since you say I buy things too much..." "You do." Vegeta said. "Remember our new couch? While I was in JAIL?"
'Shuddap! My point is, I could give you all my paychecks this month! So, for the entire month, you decide what we buy!" "I like that Idea!" Vegeta said. "But why would you want to do that?"
"Just to experiment, you know? Because Iv'e always been the one who chooses what to buy. And oh, the one with the money does the shopping. Sorry!" Vegeta growled. "Alright, we can start tomarrow. You get payed, right?" Bulma nodded. Then Vegeta and Bulma did the 'married people thing'. You know what I mean?
It was morning. Bulma had handed Vegeta a white, beautiful paycheck for 2,000 a week. But Bulma had gotten a bonus because it was her birthday next week."Okay!" Bulma said. "Now let's go shopping, just to see how you do!" So they did. They strolled down the street, hand in hand, looking through shop windows. Vegeta saw something Trunks would like. "Oh look!" He said. "It's that video game Trunks wants. The one where the dinosaur rips out the pedestrian's intestines and uses them to spell 'Game over'? Bulma made a horrible face. "As WONDERFUL as that sounds, I'm not sure we should buy that unless Trunks plans on never eating again. C'mon! Let's go." Vegeta was mad, but they walked a little further down the street. Vegeta saw a few things he would like, mostly rated 'R' comedy and horror movies. But he only bought 1, Scream 3. Him and Bulma both liked it. Then Bulma saw it. They were a PRETTY pair of red high heeled shoes with sequins on them. They were shiny and adorable, MUDD brand. "Please Vegeta!" Bulma said. "Please! I'll wear them every day and every night to bed! Please?" Vegeta looked up at her.(Yes, Bulma is an inch taller than Vegeta, Ha ha)"No." He said. "Those shoes are 250 dollars because of this overpriced store. With the grocery's, bills and everything else, we cannot afford them." Bulma was mad. "But It's my birthday next monday, Vegeta! 3 days! Please!!" "You know I don't buy birthday presents." Vegeta said. "It's a stupid money waster. I can't beleive you'd even ask." There he went, being an @$$ again. Bulma pouted for a while. She wished they'd never made that stupid agreement. Vegeta started coughing in ugly, terrible, painful sessions. They ripped at his chest and stomach. He sounded like a barking dog. "Vegeta, are you okay?" Bulma asked. But really she was thinking about the coughing fit as a cruel punsihment for not letting her have her shoes. A part of her hated a part of him for it. She really wanted those shoes, but she knew Vegeta would never get them for her! "Yes, I'm fine." Vegeta said. "But god, that hurts." Bulma was very concerned. "Maybe a trip to Dr. FagFace's?" Vegeta's eyes widened. "No way! You can tell he wants to get in your pants! Or up your dress, or whatever." Bulma thought Dr. Fagface was an old nerd. She wasn't interested. "Dam*! I itch, too." Vegeta said. His whole body itched. Bulma's cell phone rang. "Yeah, hello?" It was Goku. "Hey, Bulma, It's me. I just wanted to tell you that your son has this weird rash! Looks kinda like indian desighns!"
"I'll be there." Bulma said. She let go of Vegeta's hand. "Obviously, your contagious." She said. Vegeta was offended. "Your treating me like a monster!" He stuck out his bottom lip again. When he coughed, bloody spit hit the pavement. "We should go home." Bulma said. "Before you cough bloody spit on my dress." She gave one final goodbye to her dream shoes and they left.
When they got back, Akurei was there. He was sitting at the kitchen table with some roses in his hand. "These are for you!" He said, and he gave them to Bulma. "Thanks I think." She said. "What are they for?" "No reason." Akurei said. "Just because." And he flashed his P.O.D handsome smile. Bulma stared at him awkwardly. Vegeta coughed bloody spit on his face, but he kept his smile. Goku ran over to Vegeta. "Trunks is in bed. He's doing okay, no fever or anything. He just looks like indian desighns and he's coughing." "Go get into bed, Vegeta!" Bulma ordered. "But I refuse to give you advil until you give me my red shoes!" Vegeta didn't even need any advil. "I don't need to go to bed." Vegeta said. "I need to train. And who gave you those flowers? Yamcha?" Bulma shook her head. "No, this dude." vegeta shrugged. "GO TO BED." Bulma ordered strictly. Vegeta tromped upstairs and pulled the Martha Stuart comforter up over his head. Bulma came in. "I'm a disgrace!" He said. "Nobody loves me! I'm a punk!" Bulma was freaked. "Thats not true. Where did you get a crazy idea like that?" Vegeta sobbed then coughed. "I read this book called THE CAT IN THE HAT by some dude named Doctor Suess." Bulma rolled her eyes. "Now Dr. Seuss books make you weird? I don't know what to do with you, Vegeta." She handed him a book called 'War and Peace'. It was like......1500 pages long. "By the time your done reading this, you'll be able to get out of bed. I just want you to rest." "It's only noon!" vegeta whined. But Bulma clicked on the bedside lamp and turned off the bedroom light. She turned on the T.V, then she went out. She needed to go see Trunks. Trunks was playing with his dinosaur toys in bed. He ripped the head off his rhino doll and played like it was an indian sacrifice. "Did you eat anything funny?" Bulma asked. "Kill stupid lady!" Trunks said, making the voice of a tribe member action figure. He threw a sharp plastic spear at her, and it stuck in her eye. With a plastic spear in her eye, she asked him why he was sick. "I don't know, stupid lady." Trunks said. "Go out. My next spear is aimed for the holes in your nose!" He launched a plastic spear and it bounched off her forhead. "Stop it." She said. Trunks didn't. "This ones aimed for a very unpleasant area!" He said, and shot it. It bounced off her right thigh, missing. Bulma decided to give up. "Fine, whatever." She took the spear out of her eye and threw it at Trunks.
Bulma went into the living room. Akurei was watching a perverted channel. He turned it quickly. "Hi." He said. "Come watch with me!" It was on the history channel. "If I wanted to watch that I would go and watch it with my husband." She said. Akurei was sad. "Did you like my roses?" "Oh, I put them out in Rex's dog house so it will smell fresh." She said. "I love things that smell good." Akurei was hurt about the doghouse, but now he had an idea. "I hafta go!" He said, and he dashed out of the house. "That was weird." Bulma said. She went back into her room. Vegeta was watching T.V . "Your back." He said. He was laying at a strange angle across the bed. "Move so I can get in. " Bulma said. "No!" Vegeta said. "I find this position.....Very comfortable!" He fake smiled. "Your stupid." Bulma said. "Let me in!" Vegeta shook his head. "No! Sit in the floor!" Bulma shoved Vegeta off the bed. A stream of water from the water bed hit her in the face. Her mascara ran.
Later, about two days so, Vegeta and Trunks indian desighns faded and went away. They were happy, happy, happy. But Bulma ended up having to take up her son's toys. Vegeta was lounging on the couch, watching a retarded movie called 'Jonah-A Veggie Tales Movie' because Trunks wanted to, when Bulma ran in sobbing. Vegeta hopped up. "Oh no, Trunks!" He said. "It's her hormonal time of month!" They dove behind the couch. "It's not that!" Bulma sighed. "Much, much worse!" "Your mother was diagnosed with cancer?" Vegeta asked, hopefully. His toes were crossed. "No." Bulma said. "MUCH more dreadful." "Ummmm.......Goku was diagnosed with cancer?" Vegeta asked, even more hopefully. "No. Much worse." Vegeta was just starting to think this could be great, when she told them. "Someone bought my shoes!" She screamed. Trunks hugged her. "It's okay, mommy. They were only shoes." Vegeta shrugged. "Who would have? They were ugly. I'll bet that someone just gave them to goodwill." Bulma was sobbing. There hole house was full of flowers that Akurei gave them. Goku wheeled his wheelchair in.
"Hey guys! What happened? Does Mrs. Breifs have cancer? I hope, I hope...."
"It's not that!" Bulma wailed. "My shoes were bought by some rich snob!" She sniffled and blew green snot. "It's like that one time me and mommy were in the park." Trunks said. Flashback: It was in summer, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. It was slightly windy. Bulma was pushing her young 4 year old son on the swings, when an old perv whistled at her. She turned around in fury. The wooden swing, going at it's greatest speed, wizzed down and smashed her on the kidneys. Bulma thought they had exploded, but in reality a large purple swell was there. Bloody spit strung from her mouth and stuck to her lip as she fell to the ground. Her son was kicking and laughing. She raised her head up, but the wooden swimg smashed the back of her neck, whipping it back painfully. It hit her in the ear, forehead, and fingers before she got away*End Flashback* Bulma frowned. "Why is this like that?" "Because you were crying alot.' Trunks said. Vegeta walked away. "Yall people are weird! I'm going to make me a sandwich! "He stalked toward the kitchen, and Goku followed. Vegeta's stomach was hurting VERY bad. he suspected it was hunger, so he was going to the kitchen to fix that problem. Goku babbled at him as he built ingrediants onto the bread and mayo. When it was done, it was the finist sandwich ever. He was just about to raise it to his lips, when he threw the sandwich right at Goku. It smacked him in the forhead. "I appreciate you being so generous," Goku said, biting it, "But next time, give it to me gentler. " He looked at Vegeta. Vegeta was doubled over. "Whats wrong?" Goku asked. Vegeta grunted. "Nothing serious!" He said, but he sounded labored. "My stomach is exploding, but no, no need to get anyone!" Goku let air out. "Good. I thought it WAS serious." Vegeta growled beneath all his heavy breathing. "get somebody, you f*cking idiot!" Goku wheeled into the living room. "Yo Bulma. vegeta's all doubled over. Something's wrong." Bulma ran into the kitchen, as Goku bit the sanwich. "Whats wrong." Bulma said, boringly. "The attentions not on you, so you pull a stunt like this?" Vegeta barfed on her shoes.
Vegeta woke up hours later in a local hospital. A doctor he knew but didn't love was bent over him shining a light in his eye. Doctor Fagface!! "Oh hi Vegeta!" He said. "Looks like I have the upper hand, seeing how your bedridden! I hope you don't mind if I take your wife! Dr. Fagface grabbed Bulma. They jumped in a red car and sped of, and then.... Vegeta woke up. He was breathing hard. He was in a hospital bed with a lady doctor bent over him. "He's awake." She said. She was big and fat and had on gold earrings. Or supposed to look like gold. vegeta could plainly see they were costume jewelry. His wife loved jewelry, so he could tell real gold from fake. "Will you get away from me? You breath could sink 1,000 ships." Vegeta said. "What am I doing here?" He looked around, and tried to sit up, but a pain ripped through his lower body. "What's wrong?" He asked. "Am I on the Twilight Zone? Or Candid Camera?"
He was starting to freak out, when he saw a familier face. It was Goku!! "Kakarott!" He said."Save me!" The doctors backed away as Goku wheeled closer. "Oh hi! Your awake. Bulma went to buy some gifts." "Gifts?" Vegeta asked. "What kinds of 'gifts'? What are 'gifts'?" "Presents." Goku said. "You know like at Christmas?" Vegeta nodded. "What am I doing in here?" He asked. Goku shrugged. "I can't remember, but your in pretty deep Sh*t. You could die." "Saiyans should not die unless they die in battle!" Vegeta said. "If I die from sickness, that means I'm weak!" Goku shook his head. "I'm full blooded saiyan and I'm in a wheelchair." Vegeta thought a moment. But Kakarot's horrible burns were getting alot better. Trunks romped in. "Daddy!" He yelled. Vegeta had gotten used to thew dinosaur now. "Hi Kid." Vegeta said. "Where's my presents?" Trunks hopped on the bed. "Mommy and me got you lots of stuff because we want you to get better."
Bulma came in. "I'd better leave you guys alone." Goku said, and he wheeled out. Bulma told him bye. Vegeta noticed Bulma was wearing worn tennis shoes with her red dress and yellow scarf. "Where's your shoes?" He asked her. "You puked on them, remember?" She asked grimly. "These are my only shoes." But she brightened up. "I decided paying your hospital bill is more important than shoes, because your managing the money right now." She set on the bed beside him. "But the doctors say you'll be here for a while, so I bought you some stuff to make it more homey." She pulled out a wall clock that made owl noises every hour. "I really like owls, and owls can brighten up a room! So, I got this for you!" She mounted it on the wall. "Oh, joy, isn't it pleasntly annoying." Vegeta mumbled. The owl on the clock looked crosseyed. Bulma reached into the bag again, and pulled out a doll of an alligator. It was a beany baby. "I was hoping you woulden't want it and give it to me." She said. "I don't have him yet." She dusted it off. "Yeah....take it." He offered. "I hope you brought me some decent food." She nodded. "It's Spaghetti O's!" She plopped them into a bowl and shoved it right in front of him. The smell made him cringe. They were still fairly in the shape of the can. "I suppose you were hoping I would give these to you also?" He asked. Bulma guiltily nodded. He shoved the bowl over. Then he banged his head down on the pillow, where it sank deeply. Bulma picked a noodle out of his hair. "Let's watch cartoons!" Trunks said. "Let's not." Vegeta said. "How could things get any worse?" Mr. and Mrs. Breifs walked in. "no!" Vegeta said. "No, No no! Go away! Leave! Now!" Mrs. Breifs had a HUGE vase of flowers. "How ya doin', Vegeta dear?" She asked in her ANNOYING redneck voice. "I'm FINE!" Vegeta said, imitating the way she sounded. "Now that you've brought me my candy, go away and suck a pig."
They ignored. "Hi mommy! Hi daddy!" Bulma said. She was the only one in the room happy. "How are you doing, Trunks?" Mrs. Breaifs asked. "Better than you'll ever be, you old lump of lard." He replied. She looked offended. Trunks's arms were crossed and he looked suprisingly like his father. Vegeta laughed derisivly at Mrs. Breifs as she slapped his son across the face. A big purple handprint appeared. Bulma was ticked. "Mother, you whore! " She shouted. She twisted Mrs. Breifs arm and body slammed her. She bashed her head with the owl clock. It went,'hoohoo'. Mrs. Breifs was lying, groaning on the floor. "Now YOU need a hospital!" She said, and she spat in her mother's hair. "Your horrible!" Mrs. Breifs said. "Shut up before I tell dad about Frank! Oh, and Jack. And Charlie, he was the most serious one. But Jack was the hottest." Mr. Breifs decided they better leave now, so he drug her out. " God they're annoying." Vegeta said. Then a fresh bout of pain made him bend over. "Ow." He said, rubbing his belly. He was wearing a paper hospital gown, and his stomach looked swollen. But still not fat. Bulma took off her tennis shoes and put them down. "God those shoes simply KILL my poor feet." She said. Vegeta bucked his head into the bed. "It's not fair. I don't even know whats wrong." He complained. "Goku didn't tell you?" Bulma wanted to know." Well, you have this sickness called Appendicitus. Apparently, the rash and fever were sighns of it we ignored, so your appendix are so close to rupturing they can't operate because it might cause them to. If they rupture--" She giggled. "You could DIE." Vegeta's eyes widened. "I'm too young to die! I have too many goals!" "What are they?" Bulma asked. You never told me." Vegeta shrugged. "Forget it. I'm going to sleep." And he rolled over. "Not now, pal. The doctor says they are going to try to operate." Vegeta's eyes got wide. "But I thought you said that an operation would kill me?"
Bulma looked worried. "There' s about a 50/50 chance." She said. Vegeta groaned hopelessly. "Well, that means I'm gone. I don't have a lick of good luck." Bulma ignored that comment. "They'll come to get you about midnight." She said. Vegeta shivered the room was suddenly very cold. He picked up a book and began to read, ignoring what it said. Trunks hopped up beside him." Daddy, whats this book about?" He asked. "Is it like the book called 'where did I come from' you read me?" Bulma giggled. "No." She said."The one daddy is reading is different." "But don't adults like all that 'where did I come from' stuff?" Trunks asked. Bulma and Vegeta looked at eachother. "Um, not the reading about it part." "What is that supposed to mean?" Trunks inquired. "Well, let's just say DOING is more effective than reading." Vegeta offered. Trunks still didn't understand. "I'm going to take pictures of the bums in the courtyard." Trunks said. Goku shouted outside the door. "I wanna go!" he said. Trunks and Goku raced down the hall. That was one of their favorite sports. If you threw the bums a cheeto, they would follow you around like puppies. Chi Chi stormed in. She was so mad she looked like a pig. "I get stuck with that fat@$$ and you get to marry prince charming! Literally!" She said. She hated Goku, and was probably 3 way cheating. Vegeta was still all shivery. "It's cold." He said. "And I don't want them to cut me. I like my stomach! I'll have a big old scar after that." He sighed. "It will be so low down your underwear will cover it up. Don't worry." Bulma said. Then her eyes turned evil. "But if you die, and leave me to raise a five year old child, I'll DANCE on your grave. Dance, Dance, Dance!" Vegeta thought she was joking, so he offered a smile. She stared at him grimly. "I mean it, Vegeta. I'll buy some tap shoes and hire a pianist and dance on your grave." Now Vegeta was sure she was serious. He nodded. "Don't worry about me. I won't die. I hope, I hope." It was 9:00. But something in Vegeta's mind told him his hours were numbered. to 3.
Now it was 11:00. Bulma was asleep on the couch thingy they keep in hospital rooms. It didn't look comfortable. Her neck and head were hanging off the side. Vegeta stared into the shadows. Everything was scary in a hospital . The baloon the Drs gave him was floating around in circles, but for some reason it was creepy. The T.V made a pretty ugly shadow. The curtains was the worst. It was big and huge. Vegeta kept expecting to roll over and be staring into the face of a corpse. He slowly turned over on the bed. The springs slightly creaked as he pushed his hands over. His eyelids were squeezed tightly. Slowly, but surely, he opened them, and he found himself..... Staring into the eyes of a woman! She was terrifying! She was horrible! She was--Bulma. "What the hank are you doing in my bed!" Vegeta screamed. You scared the heck out of me!" He was breathing hard, causing his stomach to churn. "I got scared of the dark." She said. "And I thought maybe if a monster attacked you would protect me." Vegeta rolled his eyes. "I'm going into emergancy surgery in an hour. Do you think I could protect you?" Bulma was silent. "Well, your crowding me." Vegeta said. "At home, it's fine that you sleep by me, but this bed is so small that I--" She rolled off and fell flat on her face. When she got up, she was laughing. "What did you do that for?" Vegeta asked. "well," Bulma said, "I relized how high the bed was from the floor. And I thought, it'd be fun to fall from this height." She rubbed her forehead. "But you know something? That hurt!" She went back over to the couch and layed down. Vegeta was thinking she was either on drugs, or worried crazy about him. Either way, it was a really annoying change.
Now it was 11:52. Vegeta was shaking all over. "Bulma." He said. She jerked awake. "What is it, dear? I was sleeping." "I know and I'm sorry." Vegeta said. "But I can't help thinking I have 30 mintutes to live." Bulma came and sat on the bed. "You need your sleep, darling. You'll be tired in the morning." Vegeta shifted his eyes. "But Bulma, I'm going to die in there!" She shook her head. "That's crazy talk!!" She shouted. The guy who had the bed behind The curtain(The things in hospitals that serperate the rooms in japan) jumped up. He had heart problems, and Bulma's yelps had been to much for him. He keeled over and died. Paramedics came in and took his body away. Vegeta relized something terrible. DEATH WAS SCARY!!! The last time he had died,he'd known they could bring him back. So it wasn't scary. And, he didn't have a family to worry about. Just a lady he thought was hot(Bulma. Remember? Freiza killed him). "I'm going to die!" He said. "What if I go down there?! I might go to heck!" Tears came out of his eyes. "Your not going to die." Bulma said. "You'll be just fine.....Justt....finnnnee." She fell asleep, but came back awake. "Your tired." Vegeta said. "Go back to sleep." A doctor pushed the door open. He had a clipboard. He saw Vegeta crying and Bulma's eyelids kept lowering. "Okay, Mr. Breifs." He said. Two other doctors, wheeling a stretcher came in. Vegeta shook his head. "No!" He cried. Bulma held him down. "Vegeta, you won't die." She said. "You'll be just fine." "Don't let these men take me!" Vegeta said. "They say they want to cut me, but really they want me to settle their appetites!" He grabbed Bulma's shirt as the men were dragging him away to his doom. "Your ripping my dress off!" Bulma said. Vegeta let go. "Remember me as a hero!" He sobbed. They were almost out the door. "Tell Kakarott I hate him!" He was shouting things all the way down the hall.