Dusclaimer: I dont own Dragonball Z.
READ THIS BEFORE READING THE CHAPTER!!!!=This is Part 2 of Vegeta Becomes a Bookworm. You don't have to read it before reading this one, because I made it pretty easy to understand. You can flame, thats okay, but not about stupid stuff like the ages arent right, or Vegeta's not mean enough. If you do that, and you think Vegeta's mean, I can be meaner. =)
Chapter 1
vegeta was reading the newspaper. The top headline was something about a dead dog best freind to a boy. The article almost brought tears to his eyes. Many years ago, Vegeta had become obsessed with reading. he had read anything he could get his hands on. But after his dog Rex was ran over by a car, he stopped reading. Newspapers were the only things he could read. A few things were different now from then, though. Trunks was 17 and obsessed with the fact that 'no one understood him'. That was the only thing he ever said. And Vegeta got his little girl. she was 7 years old and named Bulla. She had blue hair and her mother's blue eyes and she wore her hair in a ponytail on top of her head. She wore pink and blue dress with a green elephant on the front of it. She was watching a show on TV called 'Unicorns love you'. Vegeta personally hated the show but he liked to make Bulla happy. But lately the show had gotten a little violent. "Papa?" Bulla asked in her shrill voice. "What is it, Princess? Papa's reading the newspaper." She pointed at the TV. "Why did the unicorn GORE the hunter with her horn?" Vegeta looked up from his paper where a coil of shiny pink intestines were sitting by a tree and a unicorn was laughing. "Um, why don't we change this?" He asked. "It's a little.......um.....bloody." Bulla layed on her stomach and swung her feet. Vegeta turned it to Cartoon Network's Tom and Jerry, and went back to reading the paper. Bulma came in from grocery shopping. "Hey." Vegeta said, and he turned the page. "You haven't read the front article, have you?" Bulma asked. She looked really young for her age. She didn't want Vegeta to read it because it would make him sad. "Yes, I saw it." Vegeta said. "But I didn't read it." Bulma looked at the TV where Bulla was watching the cartoon cat, Tom, bang the cartoon mouse, Jerry, on the head. "TV is so violent." Bulma said. "No wonder so many kids grow up to be mass murderers." Bulla was drawing a picture, so Bulma went over to see what it was. It was a shiny pink unicorn. A shiny pink unicorn with a very sharp horn. A shiny pink unicorn with a very sharp horn that was droven through a hunters chest. Bulma ripped the paper away. "Why are you drawing things like this?!" Bulma asked. Bullla looked up innocently. "I saw it on TV. Papa turned it off, though." Vegeta smiled behind his paper. Then he set it down as Trunks walked in. "Hi, Trunks!" Said Bulla. Trunks grunted. He spent every waking moment of 6 days a week training to be the owner of Capsule Corporation. But today was his day off. Now he looked really handsome, like his father. "Im going to Goten's after breakfast." trunks said. "We're going to see a movie." Bulma shook her head. "Oh no your not." She said. "You still haven't completed your homework, and your room looks like a pig sty!" trunks barely looked up from the TV. "So? What does it matter?" he yawned. "Listen to your mother so she'll shut up." Said Vegeta. He was trying to watch TV. His attitude had gotten much better toward his family, but sometimes he was mean. about 50% of the time. Bulla went to go eat some Fruity Pebbles because she was hungry, so Vegeta had to go in with her to get them down because she was so short. He was short, too, but he could fly up. Bulla had no desire to learn to fly. Or fight. vegeta got them down for Bulla. "Papa?" Bulla asked. "Yes, princess?" Vegeta asked. "Can we go shopping today? I want to see if they have a Fluffy Unicorn shirt at Kids R Us." Bulla got anything she wanted. And I mean ANYTHING. "Sure. " Vegeta said. "What time do you want to go?" Bulla looked at the clock. "When Im done, Okay Papa?" Vegeta nodded. "Im going to go train with trunks. Come and get me when your ready."
Vegeta went outside and called for Trunks. trunks flew immediatly. "Let's go train!" Vegeta said. "I'm bored." Trunks threw down a Playboy magazine. "Fine. Whatever. Nobody cares what I think anyway." He stalked outside. "Were you reading one of my........magazines, son?" Trunks nodded. "Yeah,so?" There was a famililer smell on his breath. "Were you smoking again?!" Vegeta screamed. Vegeta smoked once in a while, but lately they'd been catching Trunks doing the habit. "Yeah, what if I was? It's not like you care about me getting lung cancer." trunks jammed his hands in his pockets. "besides, I can do anything I want because I'm an adult." Vegeta's face turned red because he was getting so mad. "trunks, while your living in this house, BUMMING off of me and Bulma when you know D*mn well you can get a job, you have to follow our rules." Trunks looked at the ground. "Let's just go train so I can get it over with and have a smoke." Vegeta realized something else. "Where are you getting the MONEY for these so called Smokes?" trunks shrugged, a very familier guesture. "I just got a couple dollars from mother's purse." Vegeta was inraged. "You do NOT steal money from your mother's purse!" he was so angry he didn't wait until they arrived at the gravity chamber. He launched himself at Trunks and whacked into him, sending them both rolling on the ground down a hill. trunks, extremely strong for his age, was very mad and didn't hesitate to fight back. "You got GRASS on my jacket!" trunks roared. He punched Vegeta in the face. Blood splattered Vegeta's vision. He was about to uinleash a horrible attack on Trunks, but then Trunks yowled. Trunks jumped up off the ground and cradled his arm. "What happened, son?" vegeta asked. he was afraid he broke trunks' arm and they might have to go to the hospital. "I hit my funny bone!" trunks said. "And it wasn't funny! Forget it dad, I don't want to train with you! I'm going to get money out of Bulla's piggy bank and buy cigerattes." He stormed off. "If you steal money from your little sister's piggy bank, I'll hurt you horribly!" Vegeta yelled, shaking a fist. So Trunks decided to steal money from Bulma again. he didn't care what his parents said. He wasn't afraid of THEM.
"We have GOT to do something with Trunks." Vegeta said. "He's getting out of control. Remember when he was eight, and mindless threats used to work? Well now, they don't!" Vegeta remembered threatening Trunks to get his way. "He has a very familier attitude." Bulma said. She was doing her fingernails. "YOUR like that. A misanthrope." Vegeta didn't say anything. "He's smoking again." "What?" Bulma asked. "His teeth are going to get all yellow!" vegeta was so stressed right now, a cigeratte sounded great. "Yes. And he's taking money out of your purse." Vegeta lit up a cigeratte, but Bulma grabbed it and put it out. "Thanks." Vegeta said guiltily. "No way!" Bulma said. "Not TRUNKS." "yes, Trunks." Vegeta said, in an annoyed tone. "he threatened to steal money from Bulla's piggy bank. He's supposed to be her role model and everything." The phone rang. Bulma answered it. "Hello?" She asked into the phone. "It's Goten." Said a voice. "I need to see Trunks. We were supposed to go to a movie, but he never showed." Goten sounded bored. Or high. "Trunks will be over later." Bulma said, hanging up. "I'll just let him go." Bulma said. "He will go without my permission anyway." Vegeta didn't think it was fair that he had to learn so much to be a Prince, like how to act, and Trunks got away with murder. Then he got an idea.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Trunks said. Vegeta was chasing Trunks down the halls. "I won't go! NEVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He shot a power blast at his dad. By the explosion of the vase, it was a pretty big one, too. "Yes you will!" Vegeta said. "Your going tomarrow night!" Trunks shook his head. "Im not going to BOOT CAMP! NEVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He spat, hoping it would hit Vegeta in the face. It did. Vegeta wiped it away with a glove. Vegeta was going to send Trunks to a Boot Camp. Trunks obviously didn't like the idea. "Trunks, if you would slow down, it would take you shorter time to pack." "IM NOT PACKING BECAUSE IM NOT GOING!" Even though Trunks was very strong, Vegeta was stronger and faster still. So he flew as fast as he could and tackled Trunks. He Held him down. "Now go in your room and pack or I'll forbid you to ever date again!" He screamed. Trunks got up and slumped into his room. "No one understands me!" He roared. "NOBODY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He slammed the door so fast the ground shook. "Soooo...is he going to pack?" Bulma asked. Vegeta nodded and wiped sweat off his head. "Look at the pretty color of my nails." Bulma said, showing him. "Thats really great." Vegeta said. "I have to go shopping with Bulla. She's probley waiting in her room." She had told him she was ready a long time ago, but he was busy fighting with Trunks. So he'd told her to wait. He knocked on her door. "Is that you, Papa?" She asked through the wooden door. "Yes, Princess." Vegeta said. She opened the door , and Vegeta stepped inside. Trunks had the first upstairs bedroom. He had had it since he was born. Bulla had the 2nd largest room on the second floor. The 3 other rooms on the top floor were visitor rooms. Once when Goku and his family had to stay with the Breifs(In part one of this story) they had stayed in those rooms. There was 4 other vacant rooms downstairs. The only occupied downstairs bedroom was Vegeta and Bulma's the master bedroom. There was a wraparound balconey in the house where you could see up to the second floor. Bulla's room was pink and blue mostly, her favorite colors, and decorated in elephants. Those were her favorite animal. She had a 27 inch Tv and VCR, DVD player and Cable Box all in her room. She was spoiled rotten. She also had a large sterio and computer. "Are you ready to go?" She asked. Vegeta nodded. "What was all that thumping and stuff I heard?" Bulla asked, pulling on a pink jacket. "We were chasing down your brother." Vegeta said. "We're trying to make him goooo.." Vegeta trailed off. "Go where?" Bulla asked. Vegeta was feeling guilty, but then he saw Bulla's fancy piggy bank and remembered Trunks' intention to rob it. Then his anger came flushing back. "He's going away for a while. He has some issues that he needs to work out." Bulla was sad. "Poor Trunks." They heard Trunks' door slam. "Im going to see Piccolo." he said. Vegeta sighed. Piccolo was into everything Trunks was. Alchohal and everything. Vegeta heard Bulma nag at Trunks. Just the sound of her nagging voice made Vegeta cringe. "Stop nagging on him." Vegeta said from in Bulla's room through the opened door. Bulla grabbed Vegeta's hand because she was ready to go. Bulma stuck her head in. "He's going to see that Piccolo again. The one who has a job at a GAS STATION and lives in a GHETTO?!" Vegeta shrugged. "If he wants to be killed in a driveby, I say let him. And at least Piccolo HAS a job. Trunks won't get off his @$$ and do anything except train, eat and gripe." Vegeta walked past Bulma. "And when you nag on him, it makes him want to blow your head off. You don't know HOW many times I've had to restrain myself! Once, I actually lit a powerball. I was about to launch it, but then I stopped myself. I was like, 'Ohmygoshohmygosh'." Vegeta opened the front door. Majin Buu was standing in the doorway. (The fat one) "Hi. Buu want Candy. Vegeta have candy or cake for Buu?" Vegeta pushed past Buu. "No. Make your own candy." "Dont make Buu get mad and make other mad Buu." Vegeta sighed. "Bulma, get Majin Buu some candy." Bulma headed toward the kitchen. Vegeta tried again to go out, but Buu stopped him again. "Can you pick up some sugar for Buu? Buu wants to make cookies." Vegeta nodded, and quickly, him and Bulla ducked into their shiny black convertable. Vegeta didn't feel like flying today because he was so tired. Trunks came up and knocked on the window. "Drive me over to Goten's, will ya?" He asked. You could tell he was still angry about where he was going soon. "I might as well enjoy some liberty before my freedom is snatched." He said grimly, and swung his legs over the convertible door. He landed in the seat beside Bulla. "hey sis." He said, before lighting up. "Put that out." Vegeta snapped. "That smoke is harmful to Bulla." Trunks mocked Vegeta's mouth movements and threw the butt out the door. "See, I'm about to go away and you still can't be nice." Trunks said. He put his feet on the back of vegeta's driver's seat. Vegeta decided to keep his mouth shut. But the bottom of his shoes were really nasty. "Do you have a suitcase packed?" Vegeta asked. The moment he said it he knew it was the wrong thing.
After 30 minutes of bickering, Vegeta Bulla and Trunks arrived at The Son's house. Chi Chi was hanging up clothes. Vegeta raised a hand to her. She waved. "Hi Trunks! Hi Vegeta!" She said. "Hi Bulla!" There was a car in the driveway. Gohan and Videl, with Pan of course, were visiting. Goten, Gohan and Pan stepped out. Gohan's thick glasses made Trunks laugh. "Hi guys." Trunks said, swinging over the car door. "Are you staying, Vegeta?" Chi Chi asked. "Nope. Me and Bulla are going shopping." He started his engine up. "See you guys later." He decided to leave before Videl came out. He really didn't like her. Besides the fact he thought she was hot so he acted weird around her. He was kinda a pervert, as you learned in the last story. He was also a terrible driver. So as they sped on the freeway, Bulla tried to keep from puking. Bulma got carsick easy so there were barfbags in the car always. Vegeta was troubled about trunks as boot camp. Trunks had the excact same attitude Vegeta used to have, not wanting to listen to anybody or anything. If he mouthed off at boot camp, it could seriously smart. "Thats right! We have to get your brother clothes and Boots for where he's going." Bulla wanted to know where he was going. "He's going to Boot Camp." Vegeta said. He didn't think Bulla knew what it was. "I saw that on Jenny Jones." Bulla said. "Why do you want to send Trunks to a place where men are going to slap him?" Vegeta gripped the steering wheel really hard, and a large crack appeared. "Opps." He said. "Well, Trunks has problems." Vegeta explained. "He's a rebel; and he thinks everyone has to see him as a bad boy. And one of his friends is gay." Vegeta wasn't too fond of gay people. He pulled up in a Toys R Us parking lot. It was really crowded, especially because it was Barbies on Sale day. Every Sunday. Bulla was rattling off the things she wanted. "I want a Ken and his new partner doll..." She noticed Vegeta was looking at someone in the crowd. "He looks familier....." Vegeta said. he searched his mind for people who fit this discription. "Maybe its Dende! No, he's green. Maybe, its Doofy(A cop who was in Vegeta Becomes a Bookworm)." But it coulden't be Doofy, because Doofy wasn't as handsome as this person. "Oh!" Bulla said, tugging on Vegeta's pants. "Papa, thats the guy in the picture on the fire place. The Saiyan you met in jail?" Vegeta nodded. (In Vegeta becomes a bookworm, Vegeta meets a Saiyan named Akurei) Vegeta ran over to him. "Hey!" He said. Akurei looked at Vegeta strangly. He had hair that resembled S.S Goku's, but it was black. He was handsome and muscular and tall. he had a black haired little boy in his hands that wore a great big frown. "You look familer." Akurei said in his French accent. "But I just can't.......VEGETA!" He said. he hugged Vegeta. "Oh, Its you!" Vegeta backed away. "Im happy to see you too." Bulla was hiding behind Vegetas leg. "This is my son!" Akurei said. "I got him from screwing some broad. Cant remember her name for the life of me.....anyway, his name is Kilo." "Um, hello Kilo." Vegeta said. "This is my daughter, Bulla." Akurei nodded. "I trust your nicer to your family now?" Earlier when they had met, Akurei seemed troubled by the fact that Vegeta was mean to Bulma sometimes. "A little." Vegeta said. Akurei shrugged. "You win some, you lose some. Like that one time I got three holes blasted through me. Geez, that was painful." Vegeta nodded. He wasn't one to talk. "Let's go, papa." Bulla said, tugging on his pants. Vegeta tried not to let it annoy him. "In a minute." He said. Bulla waited unpatienly. "How old is......Kilo?" Vegeta asked. "He's seven." Akurei said. "I think. But watch what he can do." Akurei put him down and waved a hand at the boy. The boy's hair was like Super Saiyan Goku's except black also. He had a brown Monkey tail.Then, he did something amazing! He went SUPER SAIYAN! "Is that a Super Saiyan?" Bulla asked. "Isn't he awfully little?" Kilo's hair looked the same, except it was blonde. He still wore that same frown. "Why's he so upset?" Vegeta asked. "He didn't get what he wanted for his birthday, so we're going to exchange it." The cute little boy went back to normal stage and flew up and sat down on Akurei's shoulders. "Lets go daddy." Kilo said. He had the same french accent his father had. He was eyeing Bulla. They decided to walk through the store together. "I want to look at the barbies!" Bulla said, tugging Vegeta one way. "I want to look at the dinosaurs!" Kilo said, yanking Akurei's hair. They both looked at eachother. "First, we're going to the Barbies." Bulla said. "No." Kilo said. "We're going to the dinosaurs because BARBIES are for GIRLS. BABYS!!!!!!" Bulla burst into tears. "he called me a baby! Well, Kilo, your a Dumb@ss!" Kilo went Super Saiayn and pushed Bulla. Vegeta got really ticked. He lost his temper temporarily, and shoved jackson so hard he flew into a toy display. "NOBODY pushes me." Bulla said, sticking out her tongue. Akurei went and picked up Kilo."Try not to do that again, Okay?" He asked.
They compromised by going to the Jurrasic Park Barbies first. Bulla picked out one in slutty clothes that came with a cute dinosaur. Kilo grumbled through the intire thing. Akurei repeatedly told him to shut up. Kilo was mad at Bulla. "Your name means bra." KIlo sneered. "My daddy's name means Vegetable." Bulla said prodly. "And my moms and Brothers names mean underwear." Akurei was embarrased. "My name means demon." he said. Kilo was sad because he was the only one who's name was boring. Bulla picked out 7 more Barbies. Kilo stood there with that Oh-so-familier frown on his face. "Okay, Kilo." Akurei said. "Let's go look at your dinosaurs." Kilo was happy, and he zipped around all the aisles. vegeta and Akurei were forced to take flight to keep up with him, so Vegeta snatched up Bulla and they flew and caught up. Akurei was angry. "Iv'e told you not to run off like that." Kilo stopped flying. He looked guilty. "Sorry, dad. " He picked up a T-rex toy. "I want to get this." He said. The dinosaur's teeth really came out, and it came with a little hunter that launched a spear. The toy btought back memorys for Vegeta. "I remember those toys." he chuckled. "My son had one when he was five years old. He used to torture people with it." Akurei nodded. "I remember that. And he launched it at Piccolo's head and knocked him out?" Vegeta nodded. "That was it." Kilo was shaking the box. The T-Rex was falling out of its plastic packaging. "Stop that!" Akurei snapped, and he slapped Kilo across the head. He frowned and floated up on to his daddy's back. Bulla was playing with a stuffed animal nearby. "Papa, can I get this?" She asked. It was a Fluffy Unicorn doll. "Of course you can." Vegeta said. "You can have anything you want." Bulla walked up to a strange looking African-American guy. He was wearing a snow hat. He handed her a joint. "You want somma dis, little miss?" Bulla looked exited. "Can I get this, Papa?" he stared in awe at what Bulla had. "BULLA!" He screamed. She was suprised. She'd never been yelled at by Vegeta for as long as she could remember. She didn't know why he was yelling, because Vegeta hadn't taught her about drugs or sayin no to strangers yet. Vegeta snatched it away. "Hey, thats mine!" Bulla screamed. She started crying, and immediatly Vegeta felt terrible. For a moment he considered giving it back. "Um, You can't have it, Princess." Vegeta said. "Why not?" Bulla asked. "You said I could get anything I wanted." Vegeta coulden't think of anything to say. "Well, you don't talk to strangers." Vegeta said. He eyed the Strange looking guy, and he was chuckling. "What, you think it's funny?" Vegeta asked. "Hold on, Bulla." Vegeta said. He flew over to the African Americn and socked him in the stomach. Blood flew out of his mouth and splattered on to the tile. "OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWEEEEEEEUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU............." He said, and he fainted. "That'll teach him." Vegeta said. If he wasn't in front of Bulla, he probably wouldv'e killed the guy.
"So you never talk to strangers because they might want to hurt you?" Bulla asked. They were still standing in the store, and Kilo and Akurei were being very patient. "Yes." Vegeta said. "That's right. And also, Don't take anything from them. That thing that guy just gave you was very bad, and it couldev'e killed you." Bulla nodded. "Okay." She fingered the fringe on her dress. "Can we go home now? I'm tired." Vegeta nodded. "he wasn't really ready to go home, where Trunks would more than likely be, because he didn't want to hear Trunks' crap. But then again, he HATED shopping.
Akurei and Kilo decided to ride home with Vegeta and Bulla. The small car was crowded, but they all managed to fit." There's no BOYS my age to play with." Kilo whined on the way. "All the people at their house are probably old." Vegeta resented that. "Im not THAT old." Vegeta said. "I still fight." Kilo shrugged. "Whatever you say." He gazed out the window. Kilo had a nice vocabulary for his age. They drove up into Vegeta and Bulma's large driveway. "You look so nice." Bulla said to one of her Barbies. I wonder how Ken would look?" Bulma was outside watering her flowers in a strapless sun dress. She waved at the car as it came up the drive way. "Hey guys!" She said. She ran over to greet Vegeta. Then, she noticed two other people in the back seat. "I know you.". Bulma said. "But I can't remember for the life of me who you are....." Then it hit her. "Akurei!" She said, shaking his hand. She wasn't a big hugger person unless she was involved with the 'victim'. "Hi." Akurei said. "Your Bulma, right? Vegeta's old ditzy wife?" She nodded. "Yep, thats me! How could you tell?" "You dont look any different." Akurei said. He noticed how incredibly good she looked for her age. Trunks and Goten stepped out of the house. "Who're these bums?" Trunks asked. He didn't remember Akurei from his 5-year-old age the last time he saw him. They all just ignored them both. "Who's the little boy?" Bulma asked. She thought he was so cute. "This is Kilo, my little boy." Akurei said. Kilo really liked Bulma. "Can I have a cookie?" Kilo asked. "My, what a rude little boy to run in someone's house and ask for a cookie." Bulma said. "But aw well. Knock yourself out." She told Goten to get him a cookie, and Goten did. "Like I said, who ar these bums?" Trunks asked. He had his hands jammed in his pockets. "This is Akurei and his son." Vegeta said. "You remember Akurei, don't you?" "Lemme think. No." Trunks said, all run together. Goten yawned. "Behave." Bulma snapped. "If you start anything right now or for the rest of the evening, first I'll wear you out, then I'll ship you out to Boot Camp today." Trunks rolled his pretty blue eyes. "Whatever." He said. He strolled over to Akurei with that smirk on his face Vegeta always wore. "So, If I don't remember ya, that means you musta saw me when I was like 3, right?" Akurei shook his head. "No, you were older, maybe like 5 or 6, I dunno." Trunks busted out laughing at the sound of Akurei's french voice. "Hey, Goten! Get a load of that!" Goten stifled laughter. "Why dontcha go back to France?" Trunks said. "I heard the food there's great. Plenty of snails to go around." Trunks and Goten howled with laughter. Vegeta giggled a little, But Bulma glared at him. "Dont make fun of my daddys voice." Little Kilo said. he looked mad or sad or something. trunks howled at Kilo, too. "Oh, You sound the same." Trunks said. "I mean, your dad is so inconsiderate. he could have married a nice Japanese broad so you would at least sound halfway normal!" He laughed even harder.(Man, trunks is mean. I love French accents)This time, even Bulma had to hide her laughter. Kilo powered up. "You better watch out!" He said. Trunks's eyes widened. "Oh my gosh!" He said. "Im so afraid!" he powered up to Super Saiyan. "You wanna fight, kid?" He was kidding, but Kilo jumped at the chance. "Bring it." He said. Bulla was scared. Bulma went up behind Trunks and slapped him as hard as she could. he was seeing stars. "You stupid, ugly , weirdo!" Bulma screamed. "Who the Hell do you think you are, Trunks!" She started slapping Trunks. Vegeta had to stop her. "You know, there are laws in this City." He said. "Calm down, Bulma, and......SAVE ME SOME!" Vegeta launched himself toward Trunks, But Akurei stopped him. "Stop it." Akurei said. "He's right. I do sound like a total freak. But that's okay. At least he speaks his mind." "He wasn't speaking his mind." Bulma said. "He was making fun of you." Akurei shrugged. "Aw well." Trunks smirked. "I like this guy. He's got a good since of humor. Now maybe he can talk my parents out of sending me to Boot Camp." He jammed his hands back in his pockets and went into his bedroom and slammed the door. Goten followed.
"What happened to him?" Akurei asked. "He used to be such a nice little kid. But he's got himself a big attitude." Kilo and Bulla were playing in the floor with trucks. Bulla was a girl and she didn't like trucks, but she really wanted to be freinds with Kilo, and trucks are what he liked. "I dont know." Bulma said. "He hit 15 two years ago, and all this stuff started. We were pretty sure it was just that Bulla was getting a lot of attention, or that he was a teenager, but now he's 17 and it still hasn't stopped. He's not big on drugs, but on alchohal he's HUGE. " Bulma sighed. "I think he's jelous of Bulla." Vegeta said. "Thats what I think it was all along. Or maybe even he's jelous of his mother. I give both of them much more attention than him, because I dont have to worry about them dying in a fight. "Thats a big problem." Akurei said. "Maybe Trunks wants attention." Vegeta laughed in a huge smile. "Yeah right! If he wanted attention, he wouldent scare people off with that creepy stuff in his room." Bulma shuddered. "Yeah. He has this big old Iguana in his room, I think he calls it 'Demolition Dude'." Vegeta nodded. "And thats not the worst of it. The worst of it is those posters of ugly women and Ozzy Osbourne, and he has a Bedpillow desighned to look like a dead body." Bulma nodded. "Its so True!" She said. "I think Boot Camp will fix it, though. What about you?" Akurei looked around. "I for one would never send my son to Boot Camp. There's too many things that can happen to them there." Bulma's eyes got bigger than they already were. "Like what?" She asked. "Bad things?" Akurei cleared his throat. "Well, the officers can slap you if you refuse to do something. Worse than that, also." Bulma shook her head. "Vegeta, I don't think we should do this." Vegeta always knew she was a wuss. "Akurei, would you shut up and stop telling her stuff she doesn't want to hear? Maybe then she'd support the decision. Trunks needs it." Akurei hung his head. "I'm not even here, Im not even here, Im not even here...." he told himself over and over. "What are you doing?" Vegeta asked. "Oh." Akurei said. "Just a technique my mom told me to use when my dad was calling me names and making me feel like a nobody." Vegeta and Bulma decided not to ask. "Its getting awfully late." Akurei said and he looked at his watch. "Me and Kilo better get going back to our apartment." Akurei clapped his hands. "Come on, Kilo. Let's go." He said. Kilo floated into the air towards the door. "Bye, y'all." Akurei said. Then he gave a wave and they both blasted out. When he was gone, Vegeta and Bulma sighed. "Is it just me, or is it getting harder to understand that guy?" Bulma said. Vegeta nodded. "Defenintly. It is. He didn't used to talk SO French. But now it's just awful." Bulma nodded. 'And I noticed something else. That boy still had a tail. That means he still turns into that big ugly monkey." Vegeta nodded. "Man, that's cool. Your twice as strong when your a monkey, you know what Im saying?" Bulma nodded. "But there's no moon in this place anymore." Vegeta shrugged. "True." Bulla was eating cookies and feeding them to a baby toy. "Time to get ready for bed." Bulma told her. "NO!" Bulla whined. "Papa, I dont want to go to bed! trunks whispers scary things through the crack in my wall." Vegeta got up. He stalked to Trunks' room. The stereo was blaring. He opened the door, and was suprised. At least 10 young half-dressed girls were in there dancing with Goten and Trunks. "Dad! Can't you knock?" Vegeta gave the open mouthed stare. "W-WHATS WRONG WITH YOU?!!" He screamed. "ARE YOU CRAZY?! DO YOU REALLY THINK I WOULS ACCEPT ALL THESE....young....beautiful....teenage.........um.....GIRLS IN MY HOUSE?!!" Vegeta started shooing them out the window from wence they came. "No!" trunks said. "But I dont really CARE what you accept and what you dont!" Vegeta grabbed the Iguana off the bed and dropped it in the cage. "Turn the stereo down!" Vegeta said. Trunks shook his head. "NOW!" Vegeta roared. Trunks whistled and ignored Vegeta. He was really brave. "Fine!" Vegeta said, and he Ki blasted the stereo. It flew in a thousand peices. "DAD!" Trunks yelled. "I bought that with my own money, you lowlife scum!" Vegeta tried to stay calm. But he coulden't. He powered up fully and threw himself at Trunks. But luckily for Trunks, he was fast and avoided him. "Oh, Please dad." Trunks said. "You have to be faster than that." And he sashayed past Vegeta. He walked down the stairs, whistling the tune that had been blasting on the stereo. Vegeta was so frustrated he could just die. ]
Trunks was sitting down and wating patato chips when Vegeta walked into the kitchen. Bulma was sitting with Bulla in her lap. They were looking at a sales circular. Bulma saw the look on Vegetas face. "Whats the matter?" Bulma asked. "Are you okay?" Vegeta grumbled under his breath. "Speak up, Honey. I cant hear you." "I SAID TRUNKS IS STUPID AND HE WONT LISTEN TO ME AND THAT MAKES ME SO MAD I COULD JUST KILL HIM AND ARGH!" he tore a throw pillow apart. Bulma shrugged. "Those are on sale any way." Trunks laughed. "Chill, dad. Maybe I'll be better after I go to Boot Camp. Or I'll just act better, and as soon as I get back, Ill start raising hell again." He turned on the TV. Bulma wanted him to turn it off, but she didn't even bother telling him. "Your mean Trunks." Bulla said. "You made Papa feel bad." "Well If 'Papa' feels bad, he can go take a Viagra and take it out on mom." Trunks said. "How do you think I got here." Vegeta's cheeks flushed red. "Thats not true." he said. "You got here because you were an accident. Remember the story I used to tell you when you were little about the humid misty night one October? When I was doing sit ups on my bed when i was living with your mom for the gravity room, and she came in with my dinner, and--" Bulma stopped Vegeta. "Thats enough information." Trunks said. "But BULLA wasn't an accident. Bulla was plain sailing because you wanted Bulla." Bulla was sad because now she was in the middle of the argument. She decided to sit and watch for the inner satisfaction it would bring that people were fighting over her. "I'll have more fun at Boot Camp anyway." trunks said. "Then I won't have to deal with my parents. And there's more puny kids to pick on. You just wait. Tomarrow morning, when I go, I'll love it. It won't change me a bit."
"No way!" Goten said that night. "No way no way no--" Chi Chi nodded. "You get in too much trouble around here. Your going to Boot Camp with Trunks." She said. "I make straight A's and I won the spelling Bee!" Goten said. Chi Chi froze. "Well, your going anyway." Goten sighed. He knew his mom was trying to get rid of him, like the time she dumped him in the dumpster and told her Fairies lived there.
Trunks swung his legs over the doors of the convertible and gazed around. He hoisted two full suitcases. "Well, this is a pretty little place." Trunks said. "For PREPS." "Let me tell you something." Vegeta said. "You are a prep. Your rich and snobby." Trunks didn't reply. Bulma, Bulla and Vegeta got out behind him so they could register him. "Do any girls go here?" Trunks asked, looking around. He saw some, but they looked like they were the sisters of other rebellious looking boys. But most boys had rings sticking out of their noses or eyebrows or even tongues. "Thank god u have enough since not to get one of those." Bulma said. Trunks stuck out his tongue. A golden stud was in it. "Sorry mom." he said. "You spoke too soon." Vegeta had to catch her when she swooned. "You punk." Vegeta sneered. They all walked up to the main bulding. Trunks saw a puny, glasses wearing nerd regestering at the counter. he was short and SKINNY with big round glasses. trunks walked up. "Hey, kid!" He said. "Beat it!" He cornered the kid against the wall. "Your so stupid! Why are YOU regestering here? For the poetry they offer?" The kid shook his head. "Im not a kid. And Im not going here. Im regestering for my son." Trunks felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around. A HUGE guy of at least 6 feet 5 stood over him. His muscles were overflowing and he had a big tattoo. "Hello..." Trunks said. "Are you bothering my dad?" The kid aasked in a deep voice. Trunks ran back over to his family. "See.' Bulma said. "Being a jerk lands you in trouble." Trunks shrugged. "I'm not afraid of that thug." He spat in that direction. Vegeta was up at the counter. "Name?" Asked the little nerd at the counter. "Mr. And Mrs. Vegeta and Bulma Breifs." Vegeta said. The little nerd laughed at their last name. "Hey, dont laugh at me." Vegeta said. "Okay." Said the clerk. "Kids name who regstering?" "Trunks.....Trunks um.......Trunks.....Whats his middle name, Bulma?" Bulma took the little paper and wrote, 'Trunks Micheal Breifs'. "Occupation?" The lady asked. Bulma wrote, 'Capsule Corp. President and The World's Savior'. The secretary thought it was some kind of pet name, like 'My hero', so she let them keep it. "Age?" "Trunks is 17 and Vegeta is ** and Im **."(You guess. I dont have time to think about that now) And Mr. Rogers is 76." "Why do I want to know the age of Mr. Rogers?" Asked the secretary. "Because." Vegeta said. He filled out the rest of the application and gave it to her. "Now, I'll need $547 dollars cash or check for Uniform fees. Then 589 dollars for room and board fees. Then an additional 1000 fees for not destroying your son mentally. a 50 dollar fee if you dont want him embarrased in public, and a 7$ fee for cute novelty peppermints on his pillows." They only paid the first two fees. "And the last required fee is educational fee and Bally Total Fitness. Thats 1500 dollars." Vegeta paid all the money. "Thats alot of fees." Bulma said. "Thats alot of mascara." Mouthed off the secretary. "You want some of this?" Bulma asked. She didn't know the clerk was a lesbo. "Sure." She said. Vegeta was horrified. "Your MINE!" He said. "You can't be gay!" "Who said I was gay?!"Bulma asked. Vegeta whispered in her ear that the clerk was a lesbian. (Nothing is wrong with gays, alas) Bulma nodded. "Ohhhhhhh.........Sorry Vegeta." He nodded. "Now can we drop off this terrible child?" Asked Vegeta. "I want to go home." The clerk nodded. "Sure. Drop him off in the mail chute." She wasn't kidding.
"This is GAY!" Trunks said. He was in the room he was going to sleep in. There were three other beds in that room. He hadn't met his roommates yet. The bedsheets said 'Harry Potter rocks' on them. "Can this get any gayer?" trunks mumbled. They had instructed him to go to his room, put down his suitcase, put on his suit, eat a lemon jolly rancher, and drink some tea. Then go down to the training area. They would teach him how to treat his teacher, and his teacher would tell him about Boot Camp(Technical name-- Military school) . Trunks sighed and ripped off his shirt. He put on the ugly, stiff, smelly suit. It was dark green and reeked of ugly people. The boots were shiny and black. He looked like Adolph Hitler. He did the rest he was instructed to, and flew out of his room. He flew out to the training area, where 2 other boys were. The only other boys new to boot camp. One was named Deseray. A girls name. The other was........"Goten!" Trunks whispered. "What are you doing here?" Goten shrugged. "Ask mother." A short, bald man in a military suit bent over Trunks. His breath smelt. "First rule is....KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT, MAGGOTS!" Spittle flew onto trunks face. Trunks waved a hand in front of his nose. "Yeah, well, Pops, first rule in my book is....BRUSH YOUR TEETH EVERY MORNING!" The lutinent looked stunned. It didn't look like anyone had ever told him off before. "You get that one free, Maggot!" he yelled. "But that's the only one! Im lutinant Bonerz." Trunks giggled. Bonerz looked at him weird. "You will always refer to me as sir or madam! I mean, Sir!" Trunks and Goten and Deseray started laughing. "SHUT UP, MAGGOTS!" Bonerz yelled. "yes, Madam." Trunks said. Lutinant Bonerz scoffed. "You will be punished by 150 PUSHUPS! A SLAP IN THE FACE OR A LAP AROUND ALLIGATOR LAKE! THERE REALLY ARENT' ANY ALLIGATORS, ITS JUST ALL MUDDY AND REALLY NASTY! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?" Trunks was whistling, his favorite past time. "DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR, BREIFS?!" trunks nodded. "Oh yeah. Sure." "SURE WHAT?!" "Sure, Madam." "YOU WILL CALL ME SIR!" "Whatever, SIR." Trunks said. Trunks reached in his large Cargo Pockets and pulled out a portable stereo. He shoved the little mikes over his ears and churned it up to full blast, singing along. "Turn that off, RIGHT THIS INSTANT!" Bonerz shouted. Trunks whistled and sang the words, not even hearing him. "Um, maybe you better do what he says?" Goten asked, not wanting to make his best friend mad. Trunks didn't hear. Bonerz was outraged. He ripped the expensive headphones from Trunks' ears and threw them to the floor. Then he stomped on them. "What would your mother think?" Bonerz said. "My mother would probably think you were hot." Trunks said. "But honestly, I dont know why." Then he started laughing. Bonerz slapped Trunks across the face so hard Trunks saw black before he felt a tremendous stining pain. He gazed at Bonerz open mouthed. "You can't HIT me." he said. He lit a powerball up on his hand. "Im gonna blow your head off!" He yelled. Bonerz stared terrified at the powerball. The powerball grew and grew. Then, Goten dove out and grabbed Trunks' hand. "Um, Trunks, you can't use Ki here.......if people find out, they'll freak...." Trunks growled and lowered his hand. "You were just lucky Goten was here, old man." Trunks said. "Or you'd be ancient history. Im going to the Cafeteria to eat. Chow, guys." And he jammed his hands in his pockets and started walking off. "You get back here right now, Maggot!" Bonerz shouted. "I wouldent be the one calling someone Maggot, maggot." Trunks sneered. He was really pround of himself as he stepped in the cafeteria to get his sandwich.
"Oh, great!" Vegeta yelled. A long stream of cussing words followed. "What is it now?" Bulma asked. "Its a letter from the Boot Camp Trunks went to." Vegeta said. "Already?" Bulma asked. "Open it. It could be asking for more FEES." Vegeta snickered as he ripped the top off the envolope and opened the letter. "It says, um...."
Mr. And Mrs. Vegeta Breifs,
Your son is an awful, terrible excuse for a soldier. Just yesterday he tried to blow my head off with something that came out of his hand. His freind stopped him. He won't listen to me, and I just wanted you to know NOT to be suprised if he comes back not being changed at all. That kid is better off in a BOYS HOME, Where he can't corrupt valuble adults time. I'll try my best to change him, but that means he'll be doing alot of sit ups and push ups, and he'll be running lots of laps and getting alot of slaps.
Sincerely,
LUTINANT BONERZ
PS: Do not laugh at my name. And we'll need a 50 dollar fee for him wasting my time as i try to change him.
Told you it was fees they're after." Bulma sighed.
READ THIS BEFORE READING THE CHAPTER!!!!=This is Part 2 of Vegeta Becomes a Bookworm. You don't have to read it before reading this one, because I made it pretty easy to understand. You can flame, thats okay, but not about stupid stuff like the ages arent right, or Vegeta's not mean enough. If you do that, and you think Vegeta's mean, I can be meaner. =)
Chapter 1
vegeta was reading the newspaper. The top headline was something about a dead dog best freind to a boy. The article almost brought tears to his eyes. Many years ago, Vegeta had become obsessed with reading. he had read anything he could get his hands on. But after his dog Rex was ran over by a car, he stopped reading. Newspapers were the only things he could read. A few things were different now from then, though. Trunks was 17 and obsessed with the fact that 'no one understood him'. That was the only thing he ever said. And Vegeta got his little girl. she was 7 years old and named Bulla. She had blue hair and her mother's blue eyes and she wore her hair in a ponytail on top of her head. She wore pink and blue dress with a green elephant on the front of it. She was watching a show on TV called 'Unicorns love you'. Vegeta personally hated the show but he liked to make Bulla happy. But lately the show had gotten a little violent. "Papa?" Bulla asked in her shrill voice. "What is it, Princess? Papa's reading the newspaper." She pointed at the TV. "Why did the unicorn GORE the hunter with her horn?" Vegeta looked up from his paper where a coil of shiny pink intestines were sitting by a tree and a unicorn was laughing. "Um, why don't we change this?" He asked. "It's a little.......um.....bloody." Bulla layed on her stomach and swung her feet. Vegeta turned it to Cartoon Network's Tom and Jerry, and went back to reading the paper. Bulma came in from grocery shopping. "Hey." Vegeta said, and he turned the page. "You haven't read the front article, have you?" Bulma asked. She looked really young for her age. She didn't want Vegeta to read it because it would make him sad. "Yes, I saw it." Vegeta said. "But I didn't read it." Bulma looked at the TV where Bulla was watching the cartoon cat, Tom, bang the cartoon mouse, Jerry, on the head. "TV is so violent." Bulma said. "No wonder so many kids grow up to be mass murderers." Bulla was drawing a picture, so Bulma went over to see what it was. It was a shiny pink unicorn. A shiny pink unicorn with a very sharp horn. A shiny pink unicorn with a very sharp horn that was droven through a hunters chest. Bulma ripped the paper away. "Why are you drawing things like this?!" Bulma asked. Bullla looked up innocently. "I saw it on TV. Papa turned it off, though." Vegeta smiled behind his paper. Then he set it down as Trunks walked in. "Hi, Trunks!" Said Bulla. Trunks grunted. He spent every waking moment of 6 days a week training to be the owner of Capsule Corporation. But today was his day off. Now he looked really handsome, like his father. "Im going to Goten's after breakfast." trunks said. "We're going to see a movie." Bulma shook her head. "Oh no your not." She said. "You still haven't completed your homework, and your room looks like a pig sty!" trunks barely looked up from the TV. "So? What does it matter?" he yawned. "Listen to your mother so she'll shut up." Said Vegeta. He was trying to watch TV. His attitude had gotten much better toward his family, but sometimes he was mean. about 50% of the time. Bulla went to go eat some Fruity Pebbles because she was hungry, so Vegeta had to go in with her to get them down because she was so short. He was short, too, but he could fly up. Bulla had no desire to learn to fly. Or fight. vegeta got them down for Bulla. "Papa?" Bulla asked. "Yes, princess?" Vegeta asked. "Can we go shopping today? I want to see if they have a Fluffy Unicorn shirt at Kids R Us." Bulla got anything she wanted. And I mean ANYTHING. "Sure. " Vegeta said. "What time do you want to go?" Bulla looked at the clock. "When Im done, Okay Papa?" Vegeta nodded. "Im going to go train with trunks. Come and get me when your ready."
Vegeta went outside and called for Trunks. trunks flew immediatly. "Let's go train!" Vegeta said. "I'm bored." Trunks threw down a Playboy magazine. "Fine. Whatever. Nobody cares what I think anyway." He stalked outside. "Were you reading one of my........magazines, son?" Trunks nodded. "Yeah,so?" There was a famililer smell on his breath. "Were you smoking again?!" Vegeta screamed. Vegeta smoked once in a while, but lately they'd been catching Trunks doing the habit. "Yeah, what if I was? It's not like you care about me getting lung cancer." trunks jammed his hands in his pockets. "besides, I can do anything I want because I'm an adult." Vegeta's face turned red because he was getting so mad. "trunks, while your living in this house, BUMMING off of me and Bulma when you know D*mn well you can get a job, you have to follow our rules." Trunks looked at the ground. "Let's just go train so I can get it over with and have a smoke." Vegeta realized something else. "Where are you getting the MONEY for these so called Smokes?" trunks shrugged, a very familier guesture. "I just got a couple dollars from mother's purse." Vegeta was inraged. "You do NOT steal money from your mother's purse!" he was so angry he didn't wait until they arrived at the gravity chamber. He launched himself at Trunks and whacked into him, sending them both rolling on the ground down a hill. trunks, extremely strong for his age, was very mad and didn't hesitate to fight back. "You got GRASS on my jacket!" trunks roared. He punched Vegeta in the face. Blood splattered Vegeta's vision. He was about to uinleash a horrible attack on Trunks, but then Trunks yowled. Trunks jumped up off the ground and cradled his arm. "What happened, son?" vegeta asked. he was afraid he broke trunks' arm and they might have to go to the hospital. "I hit my funny bone!" trunks said. "And it wasn't funny! Forget it dad, I don't want to train with you! I'm going to get money out of Bulla's piggy bank and buy cigerattes." He stormed off. "If you steal money from your little sister's piggy bank, I'll hurt you horribly!" Vegeta yelled, shaking a fist. So Trunks decided to steal money from Bulma again. he didn't care what his parents said. He wasn't afraid of THEM.
"We have GOT to do something with Trunks." Vegeta said. "He's getting out of control. Remember when he was eight, and mindless threats used to work? Well now, they don't!" Vegeta remembered threatening Trunks to get his way. "He has a very familier attitude." Bulma said. She was doing her fingernails. "YOUR like that. A misanthrope." Vegeta didn't say anything. "He's smoking again." "What?" Bulma asked. "His teeth are going to get all yellow!" vegeta was so stressed right now, a cigeratte sounded great. "Yes. And he's taking money out of your purse." Vegeta lit up a cigeratte, but Bulma grabbed it and put it out. "Thanks." Vegeta said guiltily. "No way!" Bulma said. "Not TRUNKS." "yes, Trunks." Vegeta said, in an annoyed tone. "he threatened to steal money from Bulla's piggy bank. He's supposed to be her role model and everything." The phone rang. Bulma answered it. "Hello?" She asked into the phone. "It's Goten." Said a voice. "I need to see Trunks. We were supposed to go to a movie, but he never showed." Goten sounded bored. Or high. "Trunks will be over later." Bulma said, hanging up. "I'll just let him go." Bulma said. "He will go without my permission anyway." Vegeta didn't think it was fair that he had to learn so much to be a Prince, like how to act, and Trunks got away with murder. Then he got an idea.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Trunks said. Vegeta was chasing Trunks down the halls. "I won't go! NEVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He shot a power blast at his dad. By the explosion of the vase, it was a pretty big one, too. "Yes you will!" Vegeta said. "Your going tomarrow night!" Trunks shook his head. "Im not going to BOOT CAMP! NEVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He spat, hoping it would hit Vegeta in the face. It did. Vegeta wiped it away with a glove. Vegeta was going to send Trunks to a Boot Camp. Trunks obviously didn't like the idea. "Trunks, if you would slow down, it would take you shorter time to pack." "IM NOT PACKING BECAUSE IM NOT GOING!" Even though Trunks was very strong, Vegeta was stronger and faster still. So he flew as fast as he could and tackled Trunks. He Held him down. "Now go in your room and pack or I'll forbid you to ever date again!" He screamed. Trunks got up and slumped into his room. "No one understands me!" He roared. "NOBODY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He slammed the door so fast the ground shook. "Soooo...is he going to pack?" Bulma asked. Vegeta nodded and wiped sweat off his head. "Look at the pretty color of my nails." Bulma said, showing him. "Thats really great." Vegeta said. "I have to go shopping with Bulla. She's probley waiting in her room." She had told him she was ready a long time ago, but he was busy fighting with Trunks. So he'd told her to wait. He knocked on her door. "Is that you, Papa?" She asked through the wooden door. "Yes, Princess." Vegeta said. She opened the door , and Vegeta stepped inside. Trunks had the first upstairs bedroom. He had had it since he was born. Bulla had the 2nd largest room on the second floor. The 3 other rooms on the top floor were visitor rooms. Once when Goku and his family had to stay with the Breifs(In part one of this story) they had stayed in those rooms. There was 4 other vacant rooms downstairs. The only occupied downstairs bedroom was Vegeta and Bulma's the master bedroom. There was a wraparound balconey in the house where you could see up to the second floor. Bulla's room was pink and blue mostly, her favorite colors, and decorated in elephants. Those were her favorite animal. She had a 27 inch Tv and VCR, DVD player and Cable Box all in her room. She was spoiled rotten. She also had a large sterio and computer. "Are you ready to go?" She asked. Vegeta nodded. "What was all that thumping and stuff I heard?" Bulla asked, pulling on a pink jacket. "We were chasing down your brother." Vegeta said. "We're trying to make him goooo.." Vegeta trailed off. "Go where?" Bulla asked. Vegeta was feeling guilty, but then he saw Bulla's fancy piggy bank and remembered Trunks' intention to rob it. Then his anger came flushing back. "He's going away for a while. He has some issues that he needs to work out." Bulla was sad. "Poor Trunks." They heard Trunks' door slam. "Im going to see Piccolo." he said. Vegeta sighed. Piccolo was into everything Trunks was. Alchohal and everything. Vegeta heard Bulma nag at Trunks. Just the sound of her nagging voice made Vegeta cringe. "Stop nagging on him." Vegeta said from in Bulla's room through the opened door. Bulla grabbed Vegeta's hand because she was ready to go. Bulma stuck her head in. "He's going to see that Piccolo again. The one who has a job at a GAS STATION and lives in a GHETTO?!" Vegeta shrugged. "If he wants to be killed in a driveby, I say let him. And at least Piccolo HAS a job. Trunks won't get off his @$$ and do anything except train, eat and gripe." Vegeta walked past Bulma. "And when you nag on him, it makes him want to blow your head off. You don't know HOW many times I've had to restrain myself! Once, I actually lit a powerball. I was about to launch it, but then I stopped myself. I was like, 'Ohmygoshohmygosh'." Vegeta opened the front door. Majin Buu was standing in the doorway. (The fat one) "Hi. Buu want Candy. Vegeta have candy or cake for Buu?" Vegeta pushed past Buu. "No. Make your own candy." "Dont make Buu get mad and make other mad Buu." Vegeta sighed. "Bulma, get Majin Buu some candy." Bulma headed toward the kitchen. Vegeta tried again to go out, but Buu stopped him again. "Can you pick up some sugar for Buu? Buu wants to make cookies." Vegeta nodded, and quickly, him and Bulla ducked into their shiny black convertable. Vegeta didn't feel like flying today because he was so tired. Trunks came up and knocked on the window. "Drive me over to Goten's, will ya?" He asked. You could tell he was still angry about where he was going soon. "I might as well enjoy some liberty before my freedom is snatched." He said grimly, and swung his legs over the convertible door. He landed in the seat beside Bulla. "hey sis." He said, before lighting up. "Put that out." Vegeta snapped. "That smoke is harmful to Bulla." Trunks mocked Vegeta's mouth movements and threw the butt out the door. "See, I'm about to go away and you still can't be nice." Trunks said. He put his feet on the back of vegeta's driver's seat. Vegeta decided to keep his mouth shut. But the bottom of his shoes were really nasty. "Do you have a suitcase packed?" Vegeta asked. The moment he said it he knew it was the wrong thing.
After 30 minutes of bickering, Vegeta Bulla and Trunks arrived at The Son's house. Chi Chi was hanging up clothes. Vegeta raised a hand to her. She waved. "Hi Trunks! Hi Vegeta!" She said. "Hi Bulla!" There was a car in the driveway. Gohan and Videl, with Pan of course, were visiting. Goten, Gohan and Pan stepped out. Gohan's thick glasses made Trunks laugh. "Hi guys." Trunks said, swinging over the car door. "Are you staying, Vegeta?" Chi Chi asked. "Nope. Me and Bulla are going shopping." He started his engine up. "See you guys later." He decided to leave before Videl came out. He really didn't like her. Besides the fact he thought she was hot so he acted weird around her. He was kinda a pervert, as you learned in the last story. He was also a terrible driver. So as they sped on the freeway, Bulla tried to keep from puking. Bulma got carsick easy so there were barfbags in the car always. Vegeta was troubled about trunks as boot camp. Trunks had the excact same attitude Vegeta used to have, not wanting to listen to anybody or anything. If he mouthed off at boot camp, it could seriously smart. "Thats right! We have to get your brother clothes and Boots for where he's going." Bulla wanted to know where he was going. "He's going to Boot Camp." Vegeta said. He didn't think Bulla knew what it was. "I saw that on Jenny Jones." Bulla said. "Why do you want to send Trunks to a place where men are going to slap him?" Vegeta gripped the steering wheel really hard, and a large crack appeared. "Opps." He said. "Well, Trunks has problems." Vegeta explained. "He's a rebel; and he thinks everyone has to see him as a bad boy. And one of his friends is gay." Vegeta wasn't too fond of gay people. He pulled up in a Toys R Us parking lot. It was really crowded, especially because it was Barbies on Sale day. Every Sunday. Bulla was rattling off the things she wanted. "I want a Ken and his new partner doll..." She noticed Vegeta was looking at someone in the crowd. "He looks familier....." Vegeta said. he searched his mind for people who fit this discription. "Maybe its Dende! No, he's green. Maybe, its Doofy(A cop who was in Vegeta Becomes a Bookworm)." But it coulden't be Doofy, because Doofy wasn't as handsome as this person. "Oh!" Bulla said, tugging on Vegeta's pants. "Papa, thats the guy in the picture on the fire place. The Saiyan you met in jail?" Vegeta nodded. (In Vegeta becomes a bookworm, Vegeta meets a Saiyan named Akurei) Vegeta ran over to him. "Hey!" He said. Akurei looked at Vegeta strangly. He had hair that resembled S.S Goku's, but it was black. He was handsome and muscular and tall. he had a black haired little boy in his hands that wore a great big frown. "You look familer." Akurei said in his French accent. "But I just can't.......VEGETA!" He said. he hugged Vegeta. "Oh, Its you!" Vegeta backed away. "Im happy to see you too." Bulla was hiding behind Vegetas leg. "This is my son!" Akurei said. "I got him from screwing some broad. Cant remember her name for the life of me.....anyway, his name is Kilo." "Um, hello Kilo." Vegeta said. "This is my daughter, Bulla." Akurei nodded. "I trust your nicer to your family now?" Earlier when they had met, Akurei seemed troubled by the fact that Vegeta was mean to Bulma sometimes. "A little." Vegeta said. Akurei shrugged. "You win some, you lose some. Like that one time I got three holes blasted through me. Geez, that was painful." Vegeta nodded. He wasn't one to talk. "Let's go, papa." Bulla said, tugging on his pants. Vegeta tried not to let it annoy him. "In a minute." He said. Bulla waited unpatienly. "How old is......Kilo?" Vegeta asked. "He's seven." Akurei said. "I think. But watch what he can do." Akurei put him down and waved a hand at the boy. The boy's hair was like Super Saiyan Goku's except black also. He had a brown Monkey tail.Then, he did something amazing! He went SUPER SAIYAN! "Is that a Super Saiyan?" Bulla asked. "Isn't he awfully little?" Kilo's hair looked the same, except it was blonde. He still wore that same frown. "Why's he so upset?" Vegeta asked. "He didn't get what he wanted for his birthday, so we're going to exchange it." The cute little boy went back to normal stage and flew up and sat down on Akurei's shoulders. "Lets go daddy." Kilo said. He had the same french accent his father had. He was eyeing Bulla. They decided to walk through the store together. "I want to look at the barbies!" Bulla said, tugging Vegeta one way. "I want to look at the dinosaurs!" Kilo said, yanking Akurei's hair. They both looked at eachother. "First, we're going to the Barbies." Bulla said. "No." Kilo said. "We're going to the dinosaurs because BARBIES are for GIRLS. BABYS!!!!!!" Bulla burst into tears. "he called me a baby! Well, Kilo, your a Dumb@ss!" Kilo went Super Saiayn and pushed Bulla. Vegeta got really ticked. He lost his temper temporarily, and shoved jackson so hard he flew into a toy display. "NOBODY pushes me." Bulla said, sticking out her tongue. Akurei went and picked up Kilo."Try not to do that again, Okay?" He asked.
They compromised by going to the Jurrasic Park Barbies first. Bulla picked out one in slutty clothes that came with a cute dinosaur. Kilo grumbled through the intire thing. Akurei repeatedly told him to shut up. Kilo was mad at Bulla. "Your name means bra." KIlo sneered. "My daddy's name means Vegetable." Bulla said prodly. "And my moms and Brothers names mean underwear." Akurei was embarrased. "My name means demon." he said. Kilo was sad because he was the only one who's name was boring. Bulla picked out 7 more Barbies. Kilo stood there with that Oh-so-familier frown on his face. "Okay, Kilo." Akurei said. "Let's go look at your dinosaurs." Kilo was happy, and he zipped around all the aisles. vegeta and Akurei were forced to take flight to keep up with him, so Vegeta snatched up Bulla and they flew and caught up. Akurei was angry. "Iv'e told you not to run off like that." Kilo stopped flying. He looked guilty. "Sorry, dad. " He picked up a T-rex toy. "I want to get this." He said. The dinosaur's teeth really came out, and it came with a little hunter that launched a spear. The toy btought back memorys for Vegeta. "I remember those toys." he chuckled. "My son had one when he was five years old. He used to torture people with it." Akurei nodded. "I remember that. And he launched it at Piccolo's head and knocked him out?" Vegeta nodded. "That was it." Kilo was shaking the box. The T-Rex was falling out of its plastic packaging. "Stop that!" Akurei snapped, and he slapped Kilo across the head. He frowned and floated up on to his daddy's back. Bulla was playing with a stuffed animal nearby. "Papa, can I get this?" She asked. It was a Fluffy Unicorn doll. "Of course you can." Vegeta said. "You can have anything you want." Bulla walked up to a strange looking African-American guy. He was wearing a snow hat. He handed her a joint. "You want somma dis, little miss?" Bulla looked exited. "Can I get this, Papa?" he stared in awe at what Bulla had. "BULLA!" He screamed. She was suprised. She'd never been yelled at by Vegeta for as long as she could remember. She didn't know why he was yelling, because Vegeta hadn't taught her about drugs or sayin no to strangers yet. Vegeta snatched it away. "Hey, thats mine!" Bulla screamed. She started crying, and immediatly Vegeta felt terrible. For a moment he considered giving it back. "Um, You can't have it, Princess." Vegeta said. "Why not?" Bulla asked. "You said I could get anything I wanted." Vegeta coulden't think of anything to say. "Well, you don't talk to strangers." Vegeta said. He eyed the Strange looking guy, and he was chuckling. "What, you think it's funny?" Vegeta asked. "Hold on, Bulla." Vegeta said. He flew over to the African Americn and socked him in the stomach. Blood flew out of his mouth and splattered on to the tile. "OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWEEEEEEEUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU............." He said, and he fainted. "That'll teach him." Vegeta said. If he wasn't in front of Bulla, he probably wouldv'e killed the guy.
"So you never talk to strangers because they might want to hurt you?" Bulla asked. They were still standing in the store, and Kilo and Akurei were being very patient. "Yes." Vegeta said. "That's right. And also, Don't take anything from them. That thing that guy just gave you was very bad, and it couldev'e killed you." Bulla nodded. "Okay." She fingered the fringe on her dress. "Can we go home now? I'm tired." Vegeta nodded. "he wasn't really ready to go home, where Trunks would more than likely be, because he didn't want to hear Trunks' crap. But then again, he HATED shopping.
Akurei and Kilo decided to ride home with Vegeta and Bulla. The small car was crowded, but they all managed to fit." There's no BOYS my age to play with." Kilo whined on the way. "All the people at their house are probably old." Vegeta resented that. "Im not THAT old." Vegeta said. "I still fight." Kilo shrugged. "Whatever you say." He gazed out the window. Kilo had a nice vocabulary for his age. They drove up into Vegeta and Bulma's large driveway. "You look so nice." Bulla said to one of her Barbies. I wonder how Ken would look?" Bulma was outside watering her flowers in a strapless sun dress. She waved at the car as it came up the drive way. "Hey guys!" She said. She ran over to greet Vegeta. Then, she noticed two other people in the back seat. "I know you.". Bulma said. "But I can't remember for the life of me who you are....." Then it hit her. "Akurei!" She said, shaking his hand. She wasn't a big hugger person unless she was involved with the 'victim'. "Hi." Akurei said. "Your Bulma, right? Vegeta's old ditzy wife?" She nodded. "Yep, thats me! How could you tell?" "You dont look any different." Akurei said. He noticed how incredibly good she looked for her age. Trunks and Goten stepped out of the house. "Who're these bums?" Trunks asked. He didn't remember Akurei from his 5-year-old age the last time he saw him. They all just ignored them both. "Who's the little boy?" Bulma asked. She thought he was so cute. "This is Kilo, my little boy." Akurei said. Kilo really liked Bulma. "Can I have a cookie?" Kilo asked. "My, what a rude little boy to run in someone's house and ask for a cookie." Bulma said. "But aw well. Knock yourself out." She told Goten to get him a cookie, and Goten did. "Like I said, who ar these bums?" Trunks asked. He had his hands jammed in his pockets. "This is Akurei and his son." Vegeta said. "You remember Akurei, don't you?" "Lemme think. No." Trunks said, all run together. Goten yawned. "Behave." Bulma snapped. "If you start anything right now or for the rest of the evening, first I'll wear you out, then I'll ship you out to Boot Camp today." Trunks rolled his pretty blue eyes. "Whatever." He said. He strolled over to Akurei with that smirk on his face Vegeta always wore. "So, If I don't remember ya, that means you musta saw me when I was like 3, right?" Akurei shook his head. "No, you were older, maybe like 5 or 6, I dunno." Trunks busted out laughing at the sound of Akurei's french voice. "Hey, Goten! Get a load of that!" Goten stifled laughter. "Why dontcha go back to France?" Trunks said. "I heard the food there's great. Plenty of snails to go around." Trunks and Goten howled with laughter. Vegeta giggled a little, But Bulma glared at him. "Dont make fun of my daddys voice." Little Kilo said. he looked mad or sad or something. trunks howled at Kilo, too. "Oh, You sound the same." Trunks said. "I mean, your dad is so inconsiderate. he could have married a nice Japanese broad so you would at least sound halfway normal!" He laughed even harder.(Man, trunks is mean. I love French accents)This time, even Bulma had to hide her laughter. Kilo powered up. "You better watch out!" He said. Trunks's eyes widened. "Oh my gosh!" He said. "Im so afraid!" he powered up to Super Saiyan. "You wanna fight, kid?" He was kidding, but Kilo jumped at the chance. "Bring it." He said. Bulla was scared. Bulma went up behind Trunks and slapped him as hard as she could. he was seeing stars. "You stupid, ugly , weirdo!" Bulma screamed. "Who the Hell do you think you are, Trunks!" She started slapping Trunks. Vegeta had to stop her. "You know, there are laws in this City." He said. "Calm down, Bulma, and......SAVE ME SOME!" Vegeta launched himself toward Trunks, But Akurei stopped him. "Stop it." Akurei said. "He's right. I do sound like a total freak. But that's okay. At least he speaks his mind." "He wasn't speaking his mind." Bulma said. "He was making fun of you." Akurei shrugged. "Aw well." Trunks smirked. "I like this guy. He's got a good since of humor. Now maybe he can talk my parents out of sending me to Boot Camp." He jammed his hands back in his pockets and went into his bedroom and slammed the door. Goten followed.
"What happened to him?" Akurei asked. "He used to be such a nice little kid. But he's got himself a big attitude." Kilo and Bulla were playing in the floor with trucks. Bulla was a girl and she didn't like trucks, but she really wanted to be freinds with Kilo, and trucks are what he liked. "I dont know." Bulma said. "He hit 15 two years ago, and all this stuff started. We were pretty sure it was just that Bulla was getting a lot of attention, or that he was a teenager, but now he's 17 and it still hasn't stopped. He's not big on drugs, but on alchohal he's HUGE. " Bulma sighed. "I think he's jelous of Bulla." Vegeta said. "Thats what I think it was all along. Or maybe even he's jelous of his mother. I give both of them much more attention than him, because I dont have to worry about them dying in a fight. "Thats a big problem." Akurei said. "Maybe Trunks wants attention." Vegeta laughed in a huge smile. "Yeah right! If he wanted attention, he wouldent scare people off with that creepy stuff in his room." Bulma shuddered. "Yeah. He has this big old Iguana in his room, I think he calls it 'Demolition Dude'." Vegeta nodded. "And thats not the worst of it. The worst of it is those posters of ugly women and Ozzy Osbourne, and he has a Bedpillow desighned to look like a dead body." Bulma nodded. "Its so True!" She said. "I think Boot Camp will fix it, though. What about you?" Akurei looked around. "I for one would never send my son to Boot Camp. There's too many things that can happen to them there." Bulma's eyes got bigger than they already were. "Like what?" She asked. "Bad things?" Akurei cleared his throat. "Well, the officers can slap you if you refuse to do something. Worse than that, also." Bulma shook her head. "Vegeta, I don't think we should do this." Vegeta always knew she was a wuss. "Akurei, would you shut up and stop telling her stuff she doesn't want to hear? Maybe then she'd support the decision. Trunks needs it." Akurei hung his head. "I'm not even here, Im not even here, Im not even here...." he told himself over and over. "What are you doing?" Vegeta asked. "Oh." Akurei said. "Just a technique my mom told me to use when my dad was calling me names and making me feel like a nobody." Vegeta and Bulma decided not to ask. "Its getting awfully late." Akurei said and he looked at his watch. "Me and Kilo better get going back to our apartment." Akurei clapped his hands. "Come on, Kilo. Let's go." He said. Kilo floated into the air towards the door. "Bye, y'all." Akurei said. Then he gave a wave and they both blasted out. When he was gone, Vegeta and Bulma sighed. "Is it just me, or is it getting harder to understand that guy?" Bulma said. Vegeta nodded. "Defenintly. It is. He didn't used to talk SO French. But now it's just awful." Bulma nodded. 'And I noticed something else. That boy still had a tail. That means he still turns into that big ugly monkey." Vegeta nodded. "Man, that's cool. Your twice as strong when your a monkey, you know what Im saying?" Bulma nodded. "But there's no moon in this place anymore." Vegeta shrugged. "True." Bulla was eating cookies and feeding them to a baby toy. "Time to get ready for bed." Bulma told her. "NO!" Bulla whined. "Papa, I dont want to go to bed! trunks whispers scary things through the crack in my wall." Vegeta got up. He stalked to Trunks' room. The stereo was blaring. He opened the door, and was suprised. At least 10 young half-dressed girls were in there dancing with Goten and Trunks. "Dad! Can't you knock?" Vegeta gave the open mouthed stare. "W-WHATS WRONG WITH YOU?!!" He screamed. "ARE YOU CRAZY?! DO YOU REALLY THINK I WOULS ACCEPT ALL THESE....young....beautiful....teenage.........um.....GIRLS IN MY HOUSE?!!" Vegeta started shooing them out the window from wence they came. "No!" trunks said. "But I dont really CARE what you accept and what you dont!" Vegeta grabbed the Iguana off the bed and dropped it in the cage. "Turn the stereo down!" Vegeta said. Trunks shook his head. "NOW!" Vegeta roared. Trunks whistled and ignored Vegeta. He was really brave. "Fine!" Vegeta said, and he Ki blasted the stereo. It flew in a thousand peices. "DAD!" Trunks yelled. "I bought that with my own money, you lowlife scum!" Vegeta tried to stay calm. But he coulden't. He powered up fully and threw himself at Trunks. But luckily for Trunks, he was fast and avoided him. "Oh, Please dad." Trunks said. "You have to be faster than that." And he sashayed past Vegeta. He walked down the stairs, whistling the tune that had been blasting on the stereo. Vegeta was so frustrated he could just die. ]
Trunks was sitting down and wating patato chips when Vegeta walked into the kitchen. Bulma was sitting with Bulla in her lap. They were looking at a sales circular. Bulma saw the look on Vegetas face. "Whats the matter?" Bulma asked. "Are you okay?" Vegeta grumbled under his breath. "Speak up, Honey. I cant hear you." "I SAID TRUNKS IS STUPID AND HE WONT LISTEN TO ME AND THAT MAKES ME SO MAD I COULD JUST KILL HIM AND ARGH!" he tore a throw pillow apart. Bulma shrugged. "Those are on sale any way." Trunks laughed. "Chill, dad. Maybe I'll be better after I go to Boot Camp. Or I'll just act better, and as soon as I get back, Ill start raising hell again." He turned on the TV. Bulma wanted him to turn it off, but she didn't even bother telling him. "Your mean Trunks." Bulla said. "You made Papa feel bad." "Well If 'Papa' feels bad, he can go take a Viagra and take it out on mom." Trunks said. "How do you think I got here." Vegeta's cheeks flushed red. "Thats not true." he said. "You got here because you were an accident. Remember the story I used to tell you when you were little about the humid misty night one October? When I was doing sit ups on my bed when i was living with your mom for the gravity room, and she came in with my dinner, and--" Bulma stopped Vegeta. "Thats enough information." Trunks said. "But BULLA wasn't an accident. Bulla was plain sailing because you wanted Bulla." Bulla was sad because now she was in the middle of the argument. She decided to sit and watch for the inner satisfaction it would bring that people were fighting over her. "I'll have more fun at Boot Camp anyway." trunks said. "Then I won't have to deal with my parents. And there's more puny kids to pick on. You just wait. Tomarrow morning, when I go, I'll love it. It won't change me a bit."
"No way!" Goten said that night. "No way no way no--" Chi Chi nodded. "You get in too much trouble around here. Your going to Boot Camp with Trunks." She said. "I make straight A's and I won the spelling Bee!" Goten said. Chi Chi froze. "Well, your going anyway." Goten sighed. He knew his mom was trying to get rid of him, like the time she dumped him in the dumpster and told her Fairies lived there.
Trunks swung his legs over the doors of the convertible and gazed around. He hoisted two full suitcases. "Well, this is a pretty little place." Trunks said. "For PREPS." "Let me tell you something." Vegeta said. "You are a prep. Your rich and snobby." Trunks didn't reply. Bulma, Bulla and Vegeta got out behind him so they could register him. "Do any girls go here?" Trunks asked, looking around. He saw some, but they looked like they were the sisters of other rebellious looking boys. But most boys had rings sticking out of their noses or eyebrows or even tongues. "Thank god u have enough since not to get one of those." Bulma said. Trunks stuck out his tongue. A golden stud was in it. "Sorry mom." he said. "You spoke too soon." Vegeta had to catch her when she swooned. "You punk." Vegeta sneered. They all walked up to the main bulding. Trunks saw a puny, glasses wearing nerd regestering at the counter. he was short and SKINNY with big round glasses. trunks walked up. "Hey, kid!" He said. "Beat it!" He cornered the kid against the wall. "Your so stupid! Why are YOU regestering here? For the poetry they offer?" The kid shook his head. "Im not a kid. And Im not going here. Im regestering for my son." Trunks felt a tap on his shoulder and turned around. A HUGE guy of at least 6 feet 5 stood over him. His muscles were overflowing and he had a big tattoo. "Hello..." Trunks said. "Are you bothering my dad?" The kid aasked in a deep voice. Trunks ran back over to his family. "See.' Bulma said. "Being a jerk lands you in trouble." Trunks shrugged. "I'm not afraid of that thug." He spat in that direction. Vegeta was up at the counter. "Name?" Asked the little nerd at the counter. "Mr. And Mrs. Vegeta and Bulma Breifs." Vegeta said. The little nerd laughed at their last name. "Hey, dont laugh at me." Vegeta said. "Okay." Said the clerk. "Kids name who regstering?" "Trunks.....Trunks um.......Trunks.....Whats his middle name, Bulma?" Bulma took the little paper and wrote, 'Trunks Micheal Breifs'. "Occupation?" The lady asked. Bulma wrote, 'Capsule Corp. President and The World's Savior'. The secretary thought it was some kind of pet name, like 'My hero', so she let them keep it. "Age?" "Trunks is 17 and Vegeta is ** and Im **."(You guess. I dont have time to think about that now) And Mr. Rogers is 76." "Why do I want to know the age of Mr. Rogers?" Asked the secretary. "Because." Vegeta said. He filled out the rest of the application and gave it to her. "Now, I'll need $547 dollars cash or check for Uniform fees. Then 589 dollars for room and board fees. Then an additional 1000 fees for not destroying your son mentally. a 50 dollar fee if you dont want him embarrased in public, and a 7$ fee for cute novelty peppermints on his pillows." They only paid the first two fees. "And the last required fee is educational fee and Bally Total Fitness. Thats 1500 dollars." Vegeta paid all the money. "Thats alot of fees." Bulma said. "Thats alot of mascara." Mouthed off the secretary. "You want some of this?" Bulma asked. She didn't know the clerk was a lesbo. "Sure." She said. Vegeta was horrified. "Your MINE!" He said. "You can't be gay!" "Who said I was gay?!"Bulma asked. Vegeta whispered in her ear that the clerk was a lesbian. (Nothing is wrong with gays, alas) Bulma nodded. "Ohhhhhhh.........Sorry Vegeta." He nodded. "Now can we drop off this terrible child?" Asked Vegeta. "I want to go home." The clerk nodded. "Sure. Drop him off in the mail chute." She wasn't kidding.
"This is GAY!" Trunks said. He was in the room he was going to sleep in. There were three other beds in that room. He hadn't met his roommates yet. The bedsheets said 'Harry Potter rocks' on them. "Can this get any gayer?" trunks mumbled. They had instructed him to go to his room, put down his suitcase, put on his suit, eat a lemon jolly rancher, and drink some tea. Then go down to the training area. They would teach him how to treat his teacher, and his teacher would tell him about Boot Camp(Technical name-- Military school) . Trunks sighed and ripped off his shirt. He put on the ugly, stiff, smelly suit. It was dark green and reeked of ugly people. The boots were shiny and black. He looked like Adolph Hitler. He did the rest he was instructed to, and flew out of his room. He flew out to the training area, where 2 other boys were. The only other boys new to boot camp. One was named Deseray. A girls name. The other was........"Goten!" Trunks whispered. "What are you doing here?" Goten shrugged. "Ask mother." A short, bald man in a military suit bent over Trunks. His breath smelt. "First rule is....KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT, MAGGOTS!" Spittle flew onto trunks face. Trunks waved a hand in front of his nose. "Yeah, well, Pops, first rule in my book is....BRUSH YOUR TEETH EVERY MORNING!" The lutinent looked stunned. It didn't look like anyone had ever told him off before. "You get that one free, Maggot!" he yelled. "But that's the only one! Im lutinant Bonerz." Trunks giggled. Bonerz looked at him weird. "You will always refer to me as sir or madam! I mean, Sir!" Trunks and Goten and Deseray started laughing. "SHUT UP, MAGGOTS!" Bonerz yelled. "yes, Madam." Trunks said. Lutinant Bonerz scoffed. "You will be punished by 150 PUSHUPS! A SLAP IN THE FACE OR A LAP AROUND ALLIGATOR LAKE! THERE REALLY ARENT' ANY ALLIGATORS, ITS JUST ALL MUDDY AND REALLY NASTY! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?" Trunks was whistling, his favorite past time. "DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR, BREIFS?!" trunks nodded. "Oh yeah. Sure." "SURE WHAT?!" "Sure, Madam." "YOU WILL CALL ME SIR!" "Whatever, SIR." Trunks said. Trunks reached in his large Cargo Pockets and pulled out a portable stereo. He shoved the little mikes over his ears and churned it up to full blast, singing along. "Turn that off, RIGHT THIS INSTANT!" Bonerz shouted. Trunks whistled and sang the words, not even hearing him. "Um, maybe you better do what he says?" Goten asked, not wanting to make his best friend mad. Trunks didn't hear. Bonerz was outraged. He ripped the expensive headphones from Trunks' ears and threw them to the floor. Then he stomped on them. "What would your mother think?" Bonerz said. "My mother would probably think you were hot." Trunks said. "But honestly, I dont know why." Then he started laughing. Bonerz slapped Trunks across the face so hard Trunks saw black before he felt a tremendous stining pain. He gazed at Bonerz open mouthed. "You can't HIT me." he said. He lit a powerball up on his hand. "Im gonna blow your head off!" He yelled. Bonerz stared terrified at the powerball. The powerball grew and grew. Then, Goten dove out and grabbed Trunks' hand. "Um, Trunks, you can't use Ki here.......if people find out, they'll freak...." Trunks growled and lowered his hand. "You were just lucky Goten was here, old man." Trunks said. "Or you'd be ancient history. Im going to the Cafeteria to eat. Chow, guys." And he jammed his hands in his pockets and started walking off. "You get back here right now, Maggot!" Bonerz shouted. "I wouldent be the one calling someone Maggot, maggot." Trunks sneered. He was really pround of himself as he stepped in the cafeteria to get his sandwich.
"Oh, great!" Vegeta yelled. A long stream of cussing words followed. "What is it now?" Bulma asked. "Its a letter from the Boot Camp Trunks went to." Vegeta said. "Already?" Bulma asked. "Open it. It could be asking for more FEES." Vegeta snickered as he ripped the top off the envolope and opened the letter. "It says, um...."
Mr. And Mrs. Vegeta Breifs,
Your son is an awful, terrible excuse for a soldier. Just yesterday he tried to blow my head off with something that came out of his hand. His freind stopped him. He won't listen to me, and I just wanted you to know NOT to be suprised if he comes back not being changed at all. That kid is better off in a BOYS HOME, Where he can't corrupt valuble adults time. I'll try my best to change him, but that means he'll be doing alot of sit ups and push ups, and he'll be running lots of laps and getting alot of slaps.
Sincerely,
LUTINANT BONERZ
PS: Do not laugh at my name. And we'll need a 50 dollar fee for him wasting my time as i try to change him.
Told you it was fees they're after." Bulma sighed.
