I don't know if I mentioned it before but I don't own DBZ.
Chapter two (enter the prince):
The throne room was cramped. Its seemingly endless expanse was filled with suitors and their courtiers, each one more outlandish than the last. Full of pomp and pride, they seemed about to bursts with what they thought of, as they're own importance. They strutted about snubbing each other and bragging about how they would win the princess.
Out on the balcony two men stood, outwardly ignorant to what was going on inside. The taller of the two stretched unhappily, his causally messed black hair standing on end. Every so often he would glance at the throne room only to snort in disgust. His companion lean against the railing, his muscles rippling under his blue armor. The whisper of wind moved through his hair, making it appear like a black bonfire. A look of sheer boredom resonated over his regal features.
"Tell me again why we are waiting for the princess instead of taking her."
"Because Kakkarot," Vegeta looked over from his perch on the railing, " taking the princess would cause more trouble then we could handle at the moment. Despite their weak appearance these earthlings have managed to put up a good fight in the past. If you will remember theirs is the only planet to withstand a sayian on slot."
He looked away, embarrassed for having forgotten for a moment. The uneasy stalemate with the earthlings was a sore subject for most sayians. It both confused and irritated them, that a planet inhabited by creatures with such low ki were the only ones with in the know reaches of space to defend themselves adequately against an army of sayians. Even more baffling was the fact that they had no idea how they had managed it.
"Well, can we at least find some thing else to do? This waiting is really boring."
"No. As soon as the princess comes we will be eating," Kakkarots stomach growled as if cued, "and I know you wouldn't want to miss that."
"Well, yes." he began to respond, but was cut short by the sound of trumpets coming from the throne room. Their heads swiveled to the doorway intent on seeing the goings on.
Inside all of the suitors were bowing expectantly at the two women who had just walked in through the grand doors.
"That must be her," Vegeta said calmly.
"Her who."
"The princess you dummy," at his blank look he added, " The one in the dress."
"She's cute."
"It's a pity through," Vegeta said shaking his head, " Her friend is stunning."
That the end for now. Try and write more for the people reading this later.
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Chapter two (enter the prince):
The throne room was cramped. Its seemingly endless expanse was filled with suitors and their courtiers, each one more outlandish than the last. Full of pomp and pride, they seemed about to bursts with what they thought of, as they're own importance. They strutted about snubbing each other and bragging about how they would win the princess.
Out on the balcony two men stood, outwardly ignorant to what was going on inside. The taller of the two stretched unhappily, his causally messed black hair standing on end. Every so often he would glance at the throne room only to snort in disgust. His companion lean against the railing, his muscles rippling under his blue armor. The whisper of wind moved through his hair, making it appear like a black bonfire. A look of sheer boredom resonated over his regal features.
"Tell me again why we are waiting for the princess instead of taking her."
"Because Kakkarot," Vegeta looked over from his perch on the railing, " taking the princess would cause more trouble then we could handle at the moment. Despite their weak appearance these earthlings have managed to put up a good fight in the past. If you will remember theirs is the only planet to withstand a sayian on slot."
He looked away, embarrassed for having forgotten for a moment. The uneasy stalemate with the earthlings was a sore subject for most sayians. It both confused and irritated them, that a planet inhabited by creatures with such low ki were the only ones with in the know reaches of space to defend themselves adequately against an army of sayians. Even more baffling was the fact that they had no idea how they had managed it.
"Well, can we at least find some thing else to do? This waiting is really boring."
"No. As soon as the princess comes we will be eating," Kakkarots stomach growled as if cued, "and I know you wouldn't want to miss that."
"Well, yes." he began to respond, but was cut short by the sound of trumpets coming from the throne room. Their heads swiveled to the doorway intent on seeing the goings on.
Inside all of the suitors were bowing expectantly at the two women who had just walked in through the grand doors.
"That must be her," Vegeta said calmly.
"Her who."
"The princess you dummy," at his blank look he added, " The one in the dress."
"She's cute."
"It's a pity through," Vegeta said shaking his head, " Her friend is stunning."
That the end for now. Try and write more for the people reading this later.
Please!!!!!!!!!! REVIEW.