I woke up early and, after shutting off the alarm, stepped over the still-sleeping Bana. I walked out the door and into the kitchen. Mike was already there, setting up ingredients and things so it would be as painless as possible. "What're we making today?" I asked him, looking at the cookbook over his shoulder and resting my chin on it.
"Erm, well, I was thinking we could do pancakes and waffles with a large fruit salad," he answered.
"Okay, but it'll have to be a mighty large fruit salad."
"Did you see what Bana brought yesterday? It was all fruit!" Mike opened the fridge and showed me the fruit that was nestled in every available space.
"Well, it makes sense. Her mother's a health nut and her dad and her always eat anything. So I guess she had to bring some fruit along to appease her mother."
"Ah, well. That sound good?"
"Sure." We began the baking process. Bana woke up and joined us to help.
She looked at my face closely, "Hey! Bo, you got a huge bruise on your face!" I checked my reflection in the microwave window. I sighed. She was right. I returned to the kitchen and Mike and I got her cutting the fruit and putting it in my parent's huge punch bowl while Mike and I made the pancakes and waffles.
Eventually, Bana finished with the fruit and Mike didn't need my help anymore. So Bana and I sat down at the table to talk. We didn't get to talk much as two minutes later Zar, Goten, Trunks and Kakarot burst into the room. "Where's the food?" Kakarot demanded.
"Calm down! It'll be finished in ten minutes!" Bana said, "So you're Goku?"
"Yes. Who're you?" Kakarot asked as they all sat down.
"Banana Girl, but you can call me Bana."
"So what fan are you?" Zar asked her from across the table.
"I'm a Vegeta Fan!" Bana said with pride.
"And so am I!" I grinned.
"You don't want to see the decorations of my room." Bana smiled evilly.
"Where is the Vegetable Head anyway?" I asked, looking around.
"He's still in bed I guess." Trunks said and stood, "I'll go wake him up."
"Nope! We'll wake him up!" Bana waved Trunks to sit. I shot her a querying glance as we stood. She grinned reassuringly.
"But… but…" Trunks spluttered as we walked off toward the hallway leading to the room Vegeta was staying in.
"Why are we doing it?" I asked her.
"Because! Veggie-chan's taking a shower!" Bana answered, "Can't you hear the water running through the pipes? And your parents' shower doesn't have foggy windows! I know because I've used it." She explained quickly.
"I thought that was from the dishwasher…" I mumbled as I followed her to the room. She silently opened the door and motioned me to follow her in. We slinked toward the open bathroom door. Stealthily, we looked around the corner and nearly fainted.
Vegeta was in the shower all right. "V-v-v-v-vegeta…" I gasped and Bana put a hand over her mouth signifying silence. Yep, we stood there for a good five minutes watching the Prince shower. He takes long showers.
Suddenly, I remembered the camera. I turned to Bana and made camera motions with my hands. She nodded vigorously and so I turned around to go fetch it. I was face to face with Trunks. I grabbed Bana's sleeve and tugged on it. She turned and then saw Trunks. We all went into the hallway and closed Vegeta's door. Then Trunks exploded.
"Why the hell were you watching my father take a shower? That's disgusting!" he snarled and for a few moments, he looked remarkably like Vegeta.
"No, no, no!" Bana said and glared at Trunks, "To you it's disgusting but to us, it's heaven."
"You hentai!" Trunks growled.
"Listen up brat!" I said and grabbed him by the shirt and picked him up off the ground. I got in his face, "If you tell anyone, especially Vegeta, I swear I will beat you to within one inch of your life, and then let you heal again. Then I will beat you again and let you heal. I will keep on doing that for a fucking year. Got it?"
"Yes ma'am." Trunks whimpered and I dropped him.
"Now scram!" I said harshly. He ran down the hall as quick as a cheetah.
"Whoa!" Bana looked at me with respect, "You got to teach me how to do that!"
"It's all in the tone." I said.
"What are you two bakas doing outside my door!" Vegeta yelled. We jumped, turning in midair. He was wearing just a towel.
"Hello Veggie-chan!" Bana said leering, "Nice towel!"
"Vegetable Head! Breakfast's done in two. You better haul ass out there or the brats will eat everything!" I said and grabbed Bana and dragged her back to the table. Before they were in hearing distance of the others, I asked Bana a question. "Bana, do you want to die an early death?"
"Nope! I just to be all I can be and see all I can see before I die!" Bana said with a wink as we entered.
"Hell yeah!" I grinned as we helped put all the food on the table. I smacked Kakarot's hand as it strayed too close to the food. "Ah, ah, ah! Noooooo touchie!" I gave him an evil eye as I set down the large fruit salad. He slouched in his chair and rubbed his hand, looking at the food longingly. Vegeta walked in and sat at his place.
"Okay," Bana and I sat down and she held up her napkin. "Ready… Set… Wait for it!" everyone gave her an odd look. She grinned back, "Go!" The Saiyans dug in with a ferociousness that surprised me again even though I had seen them eat before. Bana hurried up and put food on her plate and I quickly snapped out of it and did the same.
I watched the Saiyans eat for a moment before eating my food. I was done before them as I don't eat much in the mornings and I also eat fast though not as fast as a Saiyan. I noted that Zar was eating quicker then I was and he was eating a lot too. Boys sure do eat a lot! I thought to myself as I headed to the shower.
At thirty minutes to eight, we were all ready. Bana had brought her car over to my place so we worked out that she would take Mike and Vegeta to the high school and I would take Kakarot and the brats to their school then we'd meet in front of our school. For lunch, I would pick up the boys and meet Bana, Mike and the adult Saiyans at a local diner that served okay food in large quantities for a low price.
I drove at the proper speed limit, keeping an eye out for the cop that had pulled me over the other day. I didn't see him but I still kept up my guard. The boys left the car without an incident and I turned around in the parking lot. Kakarot hadn't said a word the entire time. "Why're you so silent?" I asked him curiously.
"I'm just wondering…" he answered, staring out the window. His expression was one of great sadness.
"Oh… a penny for your thoughts then," I was wondering myself what could make Kakarot sad. The guy was an eternal bubbling spring of joy!
"I'm wondering if we'll ever get home. I miss Chi-chi…" he sighed.
"Don't worry, man. I'll find a way to get you home. I swear."
"Thanks, Bouke. You're a good kid." Kakarot grinned slightly and I pulled into a parking space next to Bana's car.
"Yeah, well don't get mushy on me." I opened the door and stepped out. Bana and Mike greeted us while Vegeta just stood with his arms crossed, wearing a look that me think of the movie Little Nicky. "What's the matter Vegeta? Someone shove a pineapple up your ass?" I asked him with a taunting smile.
"Shut up, ikeike," he said sourly and glared at some people that were coming up from behind us. I turned and almost groaned aloud. It was the popular people but mostly.
"Hey, dweeb!" one of the brainless jocks said and ruffled Mike's hair jokingly and then shoved him aside. Mike stumbled and fell.
"Leave him alone," I said in a weary voice and then muttered, "Dumb jocks…"
"Ahem, did I just hear what I think I heard?" another one of the jocks said and glared at me.
I struggled to recall his name. "Brad, don't pick a fight. Instead, why don't you do something worthwhile and pick that stick out of your ass."
"More like a tree…" Mike muttered.
"A little impertinent, aren't we?" Brad snarled and came at me till only two feet were between us.
"Whoa! I'm truly surprised that you knew such a big word!" Bana said in a voice that mixed amazement and a little sarcasm.
"Don't get into this one, shorty," Brad growled at her.
Vegeta stomped up, "Who are you?"
Brad turned and looked at Vegeta. "Look at this, fellas! Another shrimp that thinks he's better then us!" Brad crowed.
"I will not be referred to as a food and for your information, I am better then any of you." Vegeta said in a dangerous tone. I backed up a few feet, recognizing the start of a fight when I saw one. I checked my watch and saw that there were only ten minutes till school started. More then enough time for Vegeta to wipe the floor with the group of jocks.
"Who's gonna stop me?"
"I will, weakling."
"Weakling? Look who's talking, shrimp!"
"I will beat you into a pulp if you call me a type of seafood once more."
"You and what army?"
"Oh! How original!" Vegeta said in a voice dripping with sarcasm. The next thing he said though was stated with confidence, "I need no army."
"Yeah right!" Brad cracked his knuckles and got into a fighting stance. With a smirk, Vegeta also adopted his stance. A large crowd had gather by this time so Mike, Bana, Kakarot and I got them all to back up and give the two opponents enough room. Then, we turned and watched the fight.
Brad jabbed at Vegeta's stomach. Vegeta easily moved out of the way and, with his smirk still firmly set in place, he punched Brad in his gut. Snarling, Brad launched himself bodily at Vegeta. Vegeta grabbed his fists and twisted them. Brad howled in pain. Vegeta then let go of his fists and planted an uppercut on Brad's jaw. That sent him straight into a state of unconsciousness.
"You motherfucking upstart! You'll pay for that!" yelled one of the jocks and four of them rushed Vegeta. He easily avoided the four and grabbed the jock that had yelled at him by the lower arm.
"Never, ever, ever insult my mother," Vegeta hissed and then snapped the jock's lower arm, breaking both the radius and the ulna. He let go of the jock's arm and the boy dropped to the ground and writhed in pain.
"I almost feel sorry for the bastard," Bana muttered to me.
"Yeah, but he learned the hard way, like I did, not to insult Vegeta's mother." I said, touching my bruise lightly. Vegeta then turned to the other three jocks who were not using what little brains they had but rushing Vegeta again instead. Vegeta grabbed two of them by the heads and smashed them together. Needless to say, they were laid out cold. The last one Vegeta socked in the gut and then laced his fingers together and smashed them into the guy's back. He hit the ground with a crunching sound. Something had broken. Vegeta nudged one of the fallen jocks, evoking a moan of pain. He turned to what was left of their group.
"Get these bakas out of my sight now before I decide to finish them off." Vegeta growled at the remaining jocks. They hurriedly picked up their fallen comrades and retreated, shaking fists and yelling insults over their shoulders.
"Yeah! Run back to your mother's skirts!" Mike called after them.
"Run, pussyboys, run!" I shouted.
"And don't let us see your faces again!" Bana added. We turned to Vegeta and Kakarot. They were looking at us.
"Bouke, Bana?" Vegeta said.
"Yes Vegeta?" Bana answered and I nervously bit my lip.
"Which of these machines are owned by that group of bakas?"
"Those six over there, Vegeta." I pointed to the expensive cars. Vegeta raised a hand and blasted the cars into scrap metal. Bana, Mike and I grinned evilly. The jocks weren't going anywhere soon.
"Hey, guys? What was the big deal about Vegeta laying that guy and his buddies flat?" Kakarot asked.
"Well, that was the captain of the football team." Bana said.
"And almost his entire team." I added.
"So?" Vegeta said.
"Never mind…" I sighed, "Let's go. The bell's going to ring in a minute." We all headed toward our first classes.
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Jeril: Many tanx to Rogue for reminding me I've been going OOC on Vegeta. Another chap! Don't you people love me? *crickets chirp* Okay… I guess that answers my question. *Vegeta and Kakarot laugh at Jeril* Hey! It's not my fault that I was born with a low IQ!
Vegeta: Stupid people shouldn't breed Jeril!
Jeril: Shut up you bakayaro…
Kakarot: Language, language! Kids might be reading this fic!
Jeril: *sticks her tongue out at Kakarot* Nah nah nah! *coughs* Ahem, if you would like one more person to be added to the "party", please review and tell me. If I get more then six people saying they'd like to see another person added to the sleepover, I'll do it. And it might be one of you reviewers…
