Disclaimer: Ok! Now, do you understand?
Guy: NO!
Didn't think so!
Guy: Sir? Can I pull the fire alarm again.
Another guy: *Elbows him* You idiot!
Guy: Uh...er ehm, sorry!
*Sees guy that always gets there in the afternoon arrive in the morning*
HI, did you wise up and figure out you weren't better than anyone and
should be on time?
Third Guy: No, I just got a working alarm clock! (Heh...I got that from DBZ
Fanfiction Queen's story, Secrets)
ARGH! Well...uh...we better continue!
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Newcomer
I had to kill you anyway
Zarbon smirked, he blasted Yamcha several times before blasting a hole through his head, then turned, it looks like you're finally finished earthling, I think your to pathetic to be on this ship anyway, he he raised his hand a blasted her through the chest.
Kakarott moaned at the sound of Zarbon's "cheerful" voice. "Zarbon, bug off!" Zarbon grinned, "No, no, Kakarott it's time to wake up!" Zarbon loved the thrill of forcing the runts out of bed early, especially the little one, which he hadn't gotten up yet. The only part he despised was awaking Krystal, he'd already completed that, thankfully.
Krystal coaxed Kakarott up, "C'mon, sleep head! Wake up." Kakarott groaned and pulled the pillow over his head, "Go away!" Krystal jerked off the sheets of Kakarott's "bed". Krystal smiled, "N-no Kakarott!" Zarbon walked over to the small saiyan, who was the only one who didn't make any noise when he slept, he talked a little, but not much.
Vegeta heard what he had dreaded all morning Zarbon's voice. "Wake up, runt." Vegeta got out of his bed and saw Krystal struggling to pull Kakarott from his bed from which he was so rightfully attached to. "LET GO OF ME!" Zarbon grinned, "If any of you 3 want breakfast, you'd better hurry, Dodoria's going to eat the table before long, and after that Frieza wants to see you.
Vegeta went and leaned on a wall near the table but didn't eat, well maybe a little bit of bread but that was about it, no one noticed he never really ate very much. Kakarott stuffed his face, he could nearly compete with Dodoria. Krystal sighed, "Geez, you act like you never get to eat." After eating a reagular sized meal she walked over and joined the the young prince. They both sat there bored, until finally Kakarott finished, leaving Dodoria to eat the table and plates and all the trivial items.
"Let's go, finally, okay, Kakarott, or do you want to stuff your face a little more." Vegeta giggled at the food smeared on Kakarott's face. "Kakarott, you look ridiculous." Krystal sighed, handing him a napkin. Kakarott wiped his face off, "Thanks, I wouldn't want to appear in front of the great frieza like that."
Vegeta walked into Frieza's throne room first. Frieza eyed the little one, he searched his eyes for that glowing he had seen last night. He had walked into Vegeta's room last night to do something and his forehead had had some sort of symbol on it, a glowing symbol. He searched but all he saw was an intimadiated child, looking very humble before him. Frieza got a knot in his throat, "Great, what if Vegeta was the legendary saiyan he had tried to kill, while destroying the planet. Wouldn't that be something.
But, that couldn't be, no way, impossible. Vegeta was only a child, a frightened one at that, such a young child. That was impossible, besides Vegeta wasn't supposed to be able to reach it until an adult, if he had reached it now. What would he be like when he was full-grown.
Krystal smirked entering the throne room, seeing Frieza's expression, staring coldly into Vegeta's eyes. She knew what Frieza was thinking, maybe he'd wise up, now. Hikaru walked into the room, "I brought him, sire." Frieza jerked at the sound of Hikaru, "Oh, the saiyan?"
"Yeah, him." Frieza looked at the boy, he had black hair, spiked in all different directions, but not as crazy as Kakarott's. Great, the boy had a smartalic, why-do-I-have-to-listen-to-you? look upon his face. Frieza returned the look with a because-I'm-superior-to-you expression. Frieza rolled his eyes, "Where do these saiyans come from, and why the crazy hair, that is just, UH!" Kakarott was a little more polite, "Who are you?" the boy looked at the three other saiyans. One was a pretty young girl, she had her arms corssed and was rolling her eyes at Frieza, she was wearing a dark tented armor, white boots and gloves, she had a red scouter on her face and brown hair pulled back into a ponytail.
The other was, obviously the youngest, he looked a little scared of the tyrant before him. He also looked a bit beat, and a little exhausted. He had icy blue eyes, he was wearing a navy blue jumpsuit, he couldn't tell much about his armor, because most of it was gone, he did have a blue scouter, it looked kind of weird blending with his eye. His tail wasn't coiled around his waste, he let his waver, Max had been taught to coil his.
The other was te one who had asked him the question, and was the only one who's eyes he could meet directly. It was a black-haired boy, wearing similar things to the girl, except a green scouter.
"Max, my name is Max." Kakarott nodded, "Mine would be Kakarott, the smartalic over there is Krystal, and the other one's Vegeta." Max blinked, "Kakarott, Krystal and Vegeta I can remember that..." Max then tilted his head, "But...um...isn't "Vegeta" the name of out home planet?" Kakarott nodded, "Yes," Kakarott's voice kind of changed to whisper, "He's the prince." Max nodded, "Oh...wow." Max scratched his head, "He looks a little beat for a prince." Kakarott nodded.
Frieza shooed them on, "You four go on, alright, I'll call you when we've got a mission." Vegeta bowed and exited the throne room, Kakarott and Max did the same, with some grumbling from Max. Krystal smirked, "Sure we should leave Frieza, in a second I'm sure yu'll have a mission lazy bum." Frieza snarled, "Get out of here!" Krystal smirked, exiting without bowing. "She NEVER bows to me, ARGH!"
Vegeta wandered off in his own little world, walkeding through the endless hallways. Vegeta jerked, "Ah!" He looked at the walls, blood? He looked foward, he followed the trail of blood. "Ah, it's that girl and that other guy." He looked at Yamcha, not hesitant to say, he was dead. He had a hole shot through his head, he knelt beside Videl, figuring she was sitll alive, he blinked staring down at her. He didn't want Frieza to see him with an earthling.
"Hello...Vegeta!" Vegeta felt his stomach knot, "Huh?" Zarbon stepped out of the shadows, "Do you know her?" Vegeta backed into the wall. Zarbon smirked as he lifted the child into the air, by his throat, limiting his air supply. He tightened his grip and kneed Vegeta in the stomach, "Thanks kid, I needed to kill you anyways." Vegeta moaned quietly. He kicked and grabbed Zarbon's hand, he felt the grip tighten again, he couldn't breathe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: *Grins* I'm so mean...all of you hate me, don't you? Videl and Vegeta Tsk, tsk, tsk...Do-de-do...*Rocking back nad fourth, whistling off*stops* AH-HA! MY MARBLES! *Chases them down the street*
I had to kill you anyway
Zarbon smirked, he blasted Yamcha several times before blasting a hole through his head, then turned, it looks like you're finally finished earthling, I think your to pathetic to be on this ship anyway, he he raised his hand a blasted her through the chest.
Kakarott moaned at the sound of Zarbon's "cheerful" voice. "Zarbon, bug off!" Zarbon grinned, "No, no, Kakarott it's time to wake up!" Zarbon loved the thrill of forcing the runts out of bed early, especially the little one, which he hadn't gotten up yet. The only part he despised was awaking Krystal, he'd already completed that, thankfully.
Krystal coaxed Kakarott up, "C'mon, sleep head! Wake up." Kakarott groaned and pulled the pillow over his head, "Go away!" Krystal jerked off the sheets of Kakarott's "bed". Krystal smiled, "N-no Kakarott!" Zarbon walked over to the small saiyan, who was the only one who didn't make any noise when he slept, he talked a little, but not much.
Vegeta heard what he had dreaded all morning Zarbon's voice. "Wake up, runt." Vegeta got out of his bed and saw Krystal struggling to pull Kakarott from his bed from which he was so rightfully attached to. "LET GO OF ME!" Zarbon grinned, "If any of you 3 want breakfast, you'd better hurry, Dodoria's going to eat the table before long, and after that Frieza wants to see you.
Vegeta went and leaned on a wall near the table but didn't eat, well maybe a little bit of bread but that was about it, no one noticed he never really ate very much. Kakarott stuffed his face, he could nearly compete with Dodoria. Krystal sighed, "Geez, you act like you never get to eat." After eating a reagular sized meal she walked over and joined the the young prince. They both sat there bored, until finally Kakarott finished, leaving Dodoria to eat the table and plates and all the trivial items.
"Let's go, finally, okay, Kakarott, or do you want to stuff your face a little more." Vegeta giggled at the food smeared on Kakarott's face. "Kakarott, you look ridiculous." Krystal sighed, handing him a napkin. Kakarott wiped his face off, "Thanks, I wouldn't want to appear in front of the great frieza like that."
Vegeta walked into Frieza's throne room first. Frieza eyed the little one, he searched his eyes for that glowing he had seen last night. He had walked into Vegeta's room last night to do something and his forehead had had some sort of symbol on it, a glowing symbol. He searched but all he saw was an intimadiated child, looking very humble before him. Frieza got a knot in his throat, "Great, what if Vegeta was the legendary saiyan he had tried to kill, while destroying the planet. Wouldn't that be something.
But, that couldn't be, no way, impossible. Vegeta was only a child, a frightened one at that, such a young child. That was impossible, besides Vegeta wasn't supposed to be able to reach it until an adult, if he had reached it now. What would he be like when he was full-grown.
Krystal smirked entering the throne room, seeing Frieza's expression, staring coldly into Vegeta's eyes. She knew what Frieza was thinking, maybe he'd wise up, now. Hikaru walked into the room, "I brought him, sire." Frieza jerked at the sound of Hikaru, "Oh, the saiyan?"
"Yeah, him." Frieza looked at the boy, he had black hair, spiked in all different directions, but not as crazy as Kakarott's. Great, the boy had a smartalic, why-do-I-have-to-listen-to-you? look upon his face. Frieza returned the look with a because-I'm-superior-to-you expression. Frieza rolled his eyes, "Where do these saiyans come from, and why the crazy hair, that is just, UH!" Kakarott was a little more polite, "Who are you?" the boy looked at the three other saiyans. One was a pretty young girl, she had her arms corssed and was rolling her eyes at Frieza, she was wearing a dark tented armor, white boots and gloves, she had a red scouter on her face and brown hair pulled back into a ponytail.
The other was, obviously the youngest, he looked a little scared of the tyrant before him. He also looked a bit beat, and a little exhausted. He had icy blue eyes, he was wearing a navy blue jumpsuit, he couldn't tell much about his armor, because most of it was gone, he did have a blue scouter, it looked kind of weird blending with his eye. His tail wasn't coiled around his waste, he let his waver, Max had been taught to coil his.
The other was te one who had asked him the question, and was the only one who's eyes he could meet directly. It was a black-haired boy, wearing similar things to the girl, except a green scouter.
"Max, my name is Max." Kakarott nodded, "Mine would be Kakarott, the smartalic over there is Krystal, and the other one's Vegeta." Max blinked, "Kakarott, Krystal and Vegeta I can remember that..." Max then tilted his head, "But...um...isn't "Vegeta" the name of out home planet?" Kakarott nodded, "Yes," Kakarott's voice kind of changed to whisper, "He's the prince." Max nodded, "Oh...wow." Max scratched his head, "He looks a little beat for a prince." Kakarott nodded.
Frieza shooed them on, "You four go on, alright, I'll call you when we've got a mission." Vegeta bowed and exited the throne room, Kakarott and Max did the same, with some grumbling from Max. Krystal smirked, "Sure we should leave Frieza, in a second I'm sure yu'll have a mission lazy bum." Frieza snarled, "Get out of here!" Krystal smirked, exiting without bowing. "She NEVER bows to me, ARGH!"
Vegeta wandered off in his own little world, walkeding through the endless hallways. Vegeta jerked, "Ah!" He looked at the walls, blood? He looked foward, he followed the trail of blood. "Ah, it's that girl and that other guy." He looked at Yamcha, not hesitant to say, he was dead. He had a hole shot through his head, he knelt beside Videl, figuring she was sitll alive, he blinked staring down at her. He didn't want Frieza to see him with an earthling.
"Hello...Vegeta!" Vegeta felt his stomach knot, "Huh?" Zarbon stepped out of the shadows, "Do you know her?" Vegeta backed into the wall. Zarbon smirked as he lifted the child into the air, by his throat, limiting his air supply. He tightened his grip and kneed Vegeta in the stomach, "Thanks kid, I needed to kill you anyways." Vegeta moaned quietly. He kicked and grabbed Zarbon's hand, he felt the grip tighten again, he couldn't breathe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: *Grins* I'm so mean...all of you hate me, don't you? Videl and Vegeta Tsk, tsk, tsk...Do-de-do...*Rocking back nad fourth, whistling off*stops* AH-HA! MY MARBLES! *Chases them down the street*
