A parody of Dragon Ball GT.
"Bra! What did you do!?!" Bulma screeched.
"Don't you like it Mom?" Bra asked flipping her hair around.
"Well....It's pink."
"Yeah."
"And the nose ring? And the eyebrow ring?"
"I just thought they would look cool."
"This wouldn't have anything to do with your new boyfriend, would it?"
"Well, now that you mention i-"
"BRA! What did you do to your hair?" Trunks asked in shock. He had walked in to find his baby sister with pink hair and well, new facial features.
"I got it dyed at a salon. And then I got the nose ring, and thought, what the heck, I'll get a eyebrow ring too."
"Well," he said, his voice sounding grim, "just wait until Dad gets home. That's all I have to say."
And just then Vegeta happens to walk in.
"Hi Da-" Bra greets him.
Vegeta puts up his hand, silencing her. A few fingers are twitching. He turns around and walks back out the door. A big boom can be heard from outside. Bulma looks out the window and sighs.
"Trunks can you clean the yard up please?" she asks him.
"Sure Mom," he answers and walks out the door.
"Awwwwwwww, Mom!" he groans. "Do I have to?"
"Yes. You are a big strong boy, now get to it."
"Aww, jeeze."
Vegeta walks back in, twitching slightly, but not doing anymore than that.
Bra goes over and hugs him.
"Daddy, you never got to hear my other news."
Vegeta bites his lip.
"Other news?"
"Yeah. Guess what? I'm going to have a baby."
"Ohh."
"And guess who the father is? Goten."
Vegeta gets a look over his face. Bra backs up.
"Excuse me," he says and walks out the door.
"Where are you going Dad?" Trunks asks him out in the yard. Vegeta doesn't answer. He takes off into the air and flies away.
"Mom," Trunks calls inside. "Where is Dad going?"
Bulma doesn't answer. She is recovering from the shock of her heart stopping.
"Bra," she says, her voice faint, "be a dear and call Chi Chi up. Tell her it would be a good idea if Goten wasn't home for the next few minutes."
"Yes Mom."
She calls up Chi Chi. In a few seconds she hangs up the phone and announces, "Goten is at the store, getting groceries."
"Good. Your father should be back in a few minutes then."
Trunks walks in.
"A few minutes, Mom? Try a few hours, days, weeks, months, years maybe?"
But to everyone's surprise, Vegeta is back in a few minutes.
"So I take it you don't like my news, Daddy?" Bra asks sweetly.
Vegeta answers in his coarse voice, sounding even more coarse than usual. "If I ever get my hands on that no good for nothing boy of Goku's....Well, Bra, you are never allowed to see that boy again."
"Why not, Daddy?" Bra replies in her whiniest voice.
"Bra, the hair can be fixed, the nose can be fixed, and the eyebrow can be fixed, but this can't. And if you will excuse me, I need to go do some training now."
Bulma starts washing dishes.
"I say we see him again in maybe two weeks."
Next time on the Jerry Springer show
"You f*c*ing bastard! How dare you get my daughter pregnant!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Bra! What did you do!?!" Bulma screeched.
"Don't you like it Mom?" Bra asked flipping her hair around.
"Well....It's pink."
"Yeah."
"And the nose ring? And the eyebrow ring?"
"I just thought they would look cool."
"This wouldn't have anything to do with your new boyfriend, would it?"
"Well, now that you mention i-"
"BRA! What did you do to your hair?" Trunks asked in shock. He had walked in to find his baby sister with pink hair and well, new facial features.
"I got it dyed at a salon. And then I got the nose ring, and thought, what the heck, I'll get a eyebrow ring too."
"Well," he said, his voice sounding grim, "just wait until Dad gets home. That's all I have to say."
And just then Vegeta happens to walk in.
"Hi Da-" Bra greets him.
Vegeta puts up his hand, silencing her. A few fingers are twitching. He turns around and walks back out the door. A big boom can be heard from outside. Bulma looks out the window and sighs.
"Trunks can you clean the yard up please?" she asks him.
"Sure Mom," he answers and walks out the door.
"Awwwwwwww, Mom!" he groans. "Do I have to?"
"Yes. You are a big strong boy, now get to it."
"Aww, jeeze."
Vegeta walks back in, twitching slightly, but not doing anymore than that.
Bra goes over and hugs him.
"Daddy, you never got to hear my other news."
Vegeta bites his lip.
"Other news?"
"Yeah. Guess what? I'm going to have a baby."
"Ohh."
"And guess who the father is? Goten."
Vegeta gets a look over his face. Bra backs up.
"Excuse me," he says and walks out the door.
"Where are you going Dad?" Trunks asks him out in the yard. Vegeta doesn't answer. He takes off into the air and flies away.
"Mom," Trunks calls inside. "Where is Dad going?"
Bulma doesn't answer. She is recovering from the shock of her heart stopping.
"Bra," she says, her voice faint, "be a dear and call Chi Chi up. Tell her it would be a good idea if Goten wasn't home for the next few minutes."
"Yes Mom."
She calls up Chi Chi. In a few seconds she hangs up the phone and announces, "Goten is at the store, getting groceries."
"Good. Your father should be back in a few minutes then."
Trunks walks in.
"A few minutes, Mom? Try a few hours, days, weeks, months, years maybe?"
But to everyone's surprise, Vegeta is back in a few minutes.
"So I take it you don't like my news, Daddy?" Bra asks sweetly.
Vegeta answers in his coarse voice, sounding even more coarse than usual. "If I ever get my hands on that no good for nothing boy of Goku's....Well, Bra, you are never allowed to see that boy again."
"Why not, Daddy?" Bra replies in her whiniest voice.
"Bra, the hair can be fixed, the nose can be fixed, and the eyebrow can be fixed, but this can't. And if you will excuse me, I need to go do some training now."
Bulma starts washing dishes.
"I say we see him again in maybe two weeks."
Next time on the Jerry Springer show
"You f*c*ing bastard! How dare you get my daughter pregnant!!!!!!!!!!!"
