A/N: *Ducks behind large tree* Gomen Minna! I told you I wouldn't be able to update frequently now that I've moved, but hopefully this next little installment will tide you guys over, at least for a little while.
The classic Carpenters Song "Stop… Woah yeah, wait a minute Mr. Postman!" didn't get too many right guesses, but hopefully you guys will be able to figure this next one out, which yearns for days past, wishing someone would just give him that…
Chapter 19: Old Time ____ ___ ____
Plumes of smoke could be seen billowing from the rear of the main building. The smoke was not the dark black one expected to see after a large explosion, but rather a light-coloured dust-cloud.
As the dust settled, Candy and Videl squinted at a dark shape that was taking form inside the cloud. The dark person-shaped form. They were, therefore, reasonably too preoccupied to be expected to note that the two blonds who had been instructed to remain where they were had decided to ignore the words of caution and common sense in favour of wandering around Capsule Corp's rather large front lawn.
So it was that the four un-suspecting bystanders were caught completely unawares when a rather large imposing shape made its way up behind them. A rather imposing, well-built, muscular shape.
"What are you doing here." The gruff voice spoke. It was less a question than a statement.
Videl and Candy spun in what appeared to be a synchronized movement. Their instincts reinforced by training sending them both into a semi-defensive fighting stance.
"Hn." His onyx eyes staring at them, and if they had known him better, they may have caught the amusement playing there as he smirked at their pathetic attempts to protect themselves. Neither of their power levels was anywhere near what would have been needed to succeed in defending themselves against even the weakest of his kind. Including that blasted first brat of Kakkarot who hadn't even bothered to train in the last seven years.
"Who are you?" Videl snapped.
"That is of no concern of yours, brat." The smirk on his face giving him a sinister feel. Videl had to consciously repress the urge to shudder.
The oldest of the intruders brought her heals together in a crisp military salute. "Policewoman Land at your service, Mr. Briefs." Vegeta Briefs. The short-tempered, flame-haired … consort … of the famous Bulma Briefs was now included in basic police training. Anyone who was called to Capsule Corps for any sort of disturbance was much better off having advance knowledge of who was usually involved in whatever particular disturbance was taking place that time.
"Hn." This time it was more of a snort of disgust. To say Vegeta disliked the Onna's last name would have been an understatement. The fact that it tied him to them, as if he somehow belonged to her and her family, annoyed him.
"I will not ask again. What is your purpose here."
"We're here because some loony decide it would be a good idea to put someone named CC who lives at this address on their son's health form! And my idiot teacher decided that rather than dealing with it like a responsible adult, they would just shove it into the hands of a couple kids, who he apparently thinks have nothing better to do on a school day than to drag an extremely heavy classmate to a jetcopter and fly him to West Capital City to find someone they don't know to take care of something they don't even understand! And I have an unconscious body, LYING IN A JETCOPTER!!" Videl's voice had gotten a little shrill near the end of her rant.
Vegeta allowed himself to be a tiny, minuscule, microscopic bit curious. There weren't many things that could rouse his curiosity, but a body in a jetcopter which was supposed to be delivered to CC was in that group. "Where is it."
Videl was still huffing from her little speech, but managed to point in the direction they had come. And so the party set out. Vegeta in the lead, naturally refusing to follow behind the baka humans. Videl and Candy were walking more or less together, as were Sharpner and Erasa, who were discussing what types of hair products Mr. Briefs must have used to keep his hair like that.
Upon arriving at the jetcopter, Videl unceremoniously reached forward and yanked the door open, revealing our poor demi-saiyan, who had slumped into what looked like a rather uncomfortable position.
"Hn." Vegeta pronounced and reached in, grabbing the brat by his scruff and holding him in the air, not even bothering to undo the safety harness, which snapped more or less in half. He then proceeded to return to Capsule Corp.
Videl's jaw just about his the pavement. How was this possible. It had taken her, Sharpner and Erasa almost 15 minutes to drag Gohan out the door of the school, and another five minutes to get him into the copter. And here was this man (who she would admit had somewhat of a muscular build, but not so much more than her) carrying, easily from the looks of it, someone who she was sure would top the scale around 300 kgs or so!
Determined not to be left behind, she stalked after the pair, leaving Sharpner and Erasa to trail helplessly in her wake, again.
Candy watched them go, thinking the police force didn't have enough danger pay to cover her following Mr. Briefs to his home. "Besides," She said to herself, "Videl is Mr. Satan's daughter, I'm sure she can more than take care of whatever happens."
With those last words, the small group disappeared around the back of the Capsule Corp's main complex and Candy shrugged, more to herself than anyone else, and got back into her cruiser. She had a patrol to continue.
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Until next time, minna!
