When You Love A Lost Rose

By: May-VeggieGirl1 If you haven't read the other chapters, go read them. Otherwise you would know that this story is for the Nerim family. Unfortunately, I'm too lazy to write the dedication (Spare me people, you are not worthy. You try typing three sentences over and over again, every weekend that you're around a computer. Trust me, it's not easy. I'm saying this stuff in my sleep!). I don't own DBZ- FUNimation does. I don't own Murphy's Law- Murphy does ^ go figure. I don't own SmashMouth- I own the c.d. of SmashMouth: Fush Yu Mang that I legally stole from my father (Please have mercy and do not tell him!). I own a figment of my insanity that convinces me that small crazy animals live in our heads. But no one cares, and it hurts. ~_~ Last time in this fic, Vegeta started acting like a total buffoon. Bulma gets ticked and her P.M.S. rises. * Yawn *

Chapter8: Insanity At It's Best

After 40 minutes of Bulma and Dr. Briefs chasing Vegeta with the paper work, they finally cornered him. "Vegeta! Give me the bag! I'm so late! Come on!" "Bulma, dear, forcing is not going to work this time." "What do you mean by that?" "Don't yell at him. Remember, I am a doctor and a scientist. Psychiatry is part of it. Yelling at him will only drive him further away. Here Vegeta. Can you hand us the bag? You know, the thing you're holding!" "Dad, that's not going to work. I know Vegeta, you have to yell at him in order to get him to do something." Vegeta crawled a little closer to them, and motioned that he was going to give him the bag. Bulma was shocked. "That's it Vegeta! Almost there!" Dr. Briefs coxed with persuasiveness, as if he were cooing to a baby or puppy. Dr. Briefs almost had the bag, when Vegeta changed his mind and threw the bag out the open window of the 20 story high building. "What were you saying about don't yell at him.." "Bulma, hurry up and get the bag and go. I'll take care of Vegeta and try to figure out what's wrong." "Thanks dad!" She runs back down the hallway. Vegeta turned from Dr. Briefs and tried to climb out the small window. Dr. Briefs grabbed him by the tail and tried to keep him in the building. It worked long enough for Bulma to get her bag and open the air car door when she saw Vegeta jump out the window out of the corner of her eye. "Vegeta! What are you doing?" "Bulma! Just go!" She saw her dad yell at her from her window. She got in and took off. She had been flying for a few minutes now, worrying about Vegeta and he would be okay. She had just stopped at a stoplight when she felt something weave threw her hair. She squeaked and looked up. Vegeta was there. "VEGETA!!!WHAT ARE YOU DOING! How did you get in here? I swear if you weren't sick, I'd kill your right now! I guess I don't have a choice but to bring you along.." Vegeta smiled and stuck his tongue out, and started braiding her hair. "Stop that! Wait! I didn't know that you knew how to braid hair?" He jumped off the top of the driver's seat. The light turned green, and Bulma tried her hardest to ignore him. At the next stoplight, she looked around to find him. "Oh no, where'd he go? Vegeta, come on out!" Vegeta poked his head out from under the passengers' seat. "Now how did you get under there?" The light turned green and she ignored him again. Vegeta managed to pry the passenger window open, when they entered an area, which was raining. "Vegeta! Get your head back in here! It's raining! And that would be bad if you got sick, while being sick." At the next stop sign, Bulma pulled Vegeta in, rolled up the window and dried him off. Then she started driving again as he scratches the seats. When Bulma finally reached to her meeting, any sense of cooperation was lost. She told him to wait in the car, hoping to dear God himself that he won't figure out how to unlock the door. After she stormed off with her paper work, Vegeta celebrated. "That was more fun than I thought! And it worked! Bulma's defiantly safer if I'm around." His stomach growled. "I wish I got breakfast first, though." He continued to dig a hole straight threw the passengers' seat as Bulma explained to the committee what happened and had her meeting. Aww.. Isn't that cute? So, is this the end of the fic? Vegeta can only wish! Next chapter's the close murder and some more crazy Vegeta. But who shall win? And who is the one that is going to be murdered? Mystery is filled in the next chapter, so don't miss it for your life! . Please don't miss it for your life!