FYI: Chapter 29 Big Bang Theory was updated. Quite a few mistakes, I added some more to it, changed the ending a bit.
I've been busy. I just bought Super Android 13!. Not the best (I found the Vegeta/Piccolo glacier scene hilarious, don't ask). I've been under the weather, so my creativeness was nigh. This chapter is sort of a filler chapter, some funny parts, but mainly gets you to the action chapters coming up soon. Fight scenes? o.o Oh boy! Maybe I'll have some grappling. Hehehehehe! Next time you're at a book store check out the 'How to Draw Manga' series. I do believe it's fight scenes or techniques. Anyways, you'll understand if you look. Should see the reactions when people get to the grappling section of my book. Now I'm just babbling. On with the story!
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. Funimation is one of the rich companies that does. Aren't they lucky?
Chapter 31: The Amber Colored Bottle

Vegeta walked towards the house, stepping over the debris. Timber, food, tables, chairs, people, abandoned footwear, and sod created a hazardous maze. But Vegeta walked through it in his usual regal way. He approached the gathered Z-Fighters, casually shoving past Goku on his way to the house. A big, goofy grin was pasted onto the younger Saiyan's face.
"Happy Birthday Vegeta!" Vegeta just snorted and continued on his way. "But Vegeta, aren't you gonna open your presents?"
Time seemed to stand still as everyone waited for Vegeta's reaction. The only movement was little Gohan's eyes. Who, like most children, couldn't keep his eyes off of the brightly colored boxes laid out on the miraculously untouched table. He fought the urge to rush over there and tear into the gifts. Vegeta just looked at the group as if they had said something blasphemous.
"Presents?"
"Yeah, you get presents on your birthday. Duh!" Gohan cluelessly chided.
As Gohan was being scolded on his childish ways and his use of slang, Vegeta was eyeing the brightly colored boxes. Curiosity quickly overcame his cautious nature. What on Kami's green Chikyuu could they possibly think he wanted? He picked one up, eyeing, sniffing, then shaking it. He cautiously opened it, who knew what humans gave as gifts. Soon pink material was visible. Reject! He threw it over his shoulder, hearing it hit someone. It had hit Yamcha. Perfect! Wasn't even aiming. Sadly it wasn't enough to hurt the baka.
He examined a smaller blue package. The hidden object was metal and sounded as if it had beads inside it. Sensu beans? He opened it to find a capsule case with miscellaneous capsules in it. Now this might be useful. He hung onto the case and proceeded to open up the next present.
By the tenth package he was frustrated. His wardrobe had needed some sprucing up, but this was ridiculous. It was triple the original size! And why in the hell did they give him human training equipment? It was useless to him. The baka had mentioned something about opening a gym....What the hell was a gym? He decided that unwrapping the rest of the presents would be futile. He just spun around and headed to the GR for some old fashioned, bone breaking training.
Sensing that the prince was done, Bulma turned her attention to her remaining guests.
"Alright, let's clean up. Feel free to eat the leftovers, less we have to take in."

The gravity chamber was full of miscellaneous machines and objects, and more seemed to pop out of nowhere every second. Vegeta stood in the middle. The numbers on the capsules meant nothing to him as there was no label on the case. So he was opening them to see what was inside. It made him proud to think that his mate had helped to create these amazing little devices (not that he'd tell anyone that). But you'd think she'd be smart enough to put codes on the damn cases....He picked up a lower capsules, noticing the text on the bottom of the case. He dumped the rest of the capsules in his hand, revealing the capsule numbers and what they contained. He silently cursed. Who was the idiot that put the chart under the capsules? He, the Prince of Saiyans couldn't have opened it wrong! He warmed the chart with his chi, melting the glue so that the label would come off easier. He carefully placed it on the top. Now onto the task of putting all of the crap back into the case.....
Vegeta had finally put the last object into the case. He found himself not wanting to spar. That in itself disturbed him a bit, but he shrugged it off and headed to the house. He walked into his room, finding all kinds of alien objects placed around his room.
#We decided to lay everything out while you were training. You get the pleasure of putting it away..... She likes you, you know.# Vegeta glared at Oni.
"If I needed a match maker I'd go hire the onna's air headed mother, not you." The little dragon just ignored him. "Now I have to clean off the bed before I go to sleep."
Being the perfectionist he was, instead of just cleaning off his bed he ended up cleaning his whole room. Something on his dresser caught his eye. A bright yellow bird. He picked it up and nearly let out a yell as the bird let out its own high pitched squeak. He heard the dragon make a sound similar to laughter and turned to glare at it. Finding that he was already gone, he turned his attention back to the bird. It obviously wasn't alive, as it was made of rubber. He looked from whence the bird came and found a pair of boxers with the image of the bird on them. He picked them up and studied them for a moment, silently debating whether he should go find the onna and demand an explanation. He glanced over the dresser once again to see if he missed anything. An amber colored bottle caught his attention. He picked it up and looked in. Bi-colored, oblong objects filled the bottle. Stumped, he decided that now he'd definitely have to ask the onna. He felt out her chi. She was in the kitchen, the rest of the group was in the living room. Good, he could ask her questions without looking like an idiot.
He walked down the steps and tracked down the woman.
"Onna, what are these?" He held out the objects for her to see. Bulma burst out laughing at the sight before her. At the sound of her guffaw the rest of the fighters walked in. Seeing Vegeta stand there with an obvious look of confusion holding a rubber ducky was too much for most of the Z-Fighters. While the group was rolling on the floor in tears Goku casually walked up to Vegeta.
"Whatcha got there Vegeta?" Vegeta being to stunned to react, Goku easily retrieved the bottle and the bath toy from Vegeta. Scratching the back of his head for a moment as he read the label of the bottle, he smiled and handed them back to Vegeta who barely responded.
"Prozac, huh? Chichi takes that too. Something about helping her with her temperament....." He just shrugged, he himself not quite understanding the significance.