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DBZ does not belong to me although I would like it to.
Bulma could barely keep from laughing. Almost every royal in the room had come to greet them, and every one of them had assumed that Chi-Chi was the princess. Their buttery words made Chi-Chi blush, her face was such a deep color that it reminded Bulma of a tomato. Out of the corner of her eyes she noticed that the two guards where also having a hard time not laughing.
One particular prince was reciting off an obviously rehearsed ode. His feathered coat dancing around him as he gestured with his hands. "Oh beauteous Princess your wondrous glory has been proclaimed throughout the universe, but I see it pales beside your true magnificence. Your hair is a shinning glory of blu-black. Your eyes a wealth of sapph-ebony." He blinked and took a deep breath. "Oh you're a bountiful feast for my weary eyes. Too true I could die happily if I could but gaze at you for eternity."
Poor Chi-Chi turned slightly to Bulma, a pathetic smile plastered to her face as she mouthed, 'Please Help me.'
Taking pity on her long time friend, Bulma decided to intervene, "Okay. The princess has had too much excitement for one day. She'll be sure to see you all tonight."
Grabbing Chi-Chi's arm she dragged her from the room. Once at a safe distance form the hall she dropped her arm as she fell against the wall laughing hysterically. Chi-Chi glared at her angrily.
"Why did you let them think I'm the princess. That had to be the most horrible experience in my life."
"You should have seen your face, you were bright red," she gasped out.
"It wasn't funny," she smiled slightly, "Okay maybe a little bit. I'm just glad I'll never have to go through that again. I definitely do not envy you on this one."
Bulma smiled grimly, nodding her head in agreement. Suddenly her face lit up. Grabbing Chi-Chi's arm again she ran down the hall and into an empty side room.
"Chi-Chi you're a genius."
"Why," she asked wearily.
"You continue to be the princess and I can be your servant. That way I can meet all the royals," she rolled her eyes, "but won't have to deal with their fake little speeches. I can get to know them as real people, or as close as they can get."
"That doesn't sound like a good idea to me."
"Come on it's perfect." She grabbed her hands, pleadingly, "Please, just for a few days. If my fathers makes me choose one of them I at least want to know them for who they really are."
The sight of Bulma's face broke through her resolve, " Fine but just for a few days. Long enough for you to get to know some of them."
"Oh thank you, thank you, thank you." She hugged her, " I promise you won't regret it."
"But what if your father finds out."
"Don't worry about him. He's so busy he'll never know."
Mean while outside in the courtyard the two sayians were deep in discussion.
"You know Kakkarot, just because my father wants me to marry the earth princess doesn't mean I have to spend all of my time with just her."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean you pretend to be me for a little while, while I chat up her gorgeous friend."
"Could we do that."
"Sure. No one here knows I'm the prince. It will be easy." Vegeta smiled, sort of.
"Okay if that's what you want," he frowned, "I just can't help feeling like nothing good can come of this."
Short. That would be the best word to describe this chapter. Short. Oh well can't write one chapter forever. Tell me what you think please. Your reviews can be helpful.
P. S. Merry belated Christmas and a Happy New Year. =)
DBZ does not belong to me although I would like it to.
Bulma could barely keep from laughing. Almost every royal in the room had come to greet them, and every one of them had assumed that Chi-Chi was the princess. Their buttery words made Chi-Chi blush, her face was such a deep color that it reminded Bulma of a tomato. Out of the corner of her eyes she noticed that the two guards where also having a hard time not laughing.
One particular prince was reciting off an obviously rehearsed ode. His feathered coat dancing around him as he gestured with his hands. "Oh beauteous Princess your wondrous glory has been proclaimed throughout the universe, but I see it pales beside your true magnificence. Your hair is a shinning glory of blu-black. Your eyes a wealth of sapph-ebony." He blinked and took a deep breath. "Oh you're a bountiful feast for my weary eyes. Too true I could die happily if I could but gaze at you for eternity."
Poor Chi-Chi turned slightly to Bulma, a pathetic smile plastered to her face as she mouthed, 'Please Help me.'
Taking pity on her long time friend, Bulma decided to intervene, "Okay. The princess has had too much excitement for one day. She'll be sure to see you all tonight."
Grabbing Chi-Chi's arm she dragged her from the room. Once at a safe distance form the hall she dropped her arm as she fell against the wall laughing hysterically. Chi-Chi glared at her angrily.
"Why did you let them think I'm the princess. That had to be the most horrible experience in my life."
"You should have seen your face, you were bright red," she gasped out.
"It wasn't funny," she smiled slightly, "Okay maybe a little bit. I'm just glad I'll never have to go through that again. I definitely do not envy you on this one."
Bulma smiled grimly, nodding her head in agreement. Suddenly her face lit up. Grabbing Chi-Chi's arm again she ran down the hall and into an empty side room.
"Chi-Chi you're a genius."
"Why," she asked wearily.
"You continue to be the princess and I can be your servant. That way I can meet all the royals," she rolled her eyes, "but won't have to deal with their fake little speeches. I can get to know them as real people, or as close as they can get."
"That doesn't sound like a good idea to me."
"Come on it's perfect." She grabbed her hands, pleadingly, "Please, just for a few days. If my fathers makes me choose one of them I at least want to know them for who they really are."
The sight of Bulma's face broke through her resolve, " Fine but just for a few days. Long enough for you to get to know some of them."
"Oh thank you, thank you, thank you." She hugged her, " I promise you won't regret it."
"But what if your father finds out."
"Don't worry about him. He's so busy he'll never know."
Mean while outside in the courtyard the two sayians were deep in discussion.
"You know Kakkarot, just because my father wants me to marry the earth princess doesn't mean I have to spend all of my time with just her."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean you pretend to be me for a little while, while I chat up her gorgeous friend."
"Could we do that."
"Sure. No one here knows I'm the prince. It will be easy." Vegeta smiled, sort of.
"Okay if that's what you want," he frowned, "I just can't help feeling like nothing good can come of this."
Short. That would be the best word to describe this chapter. Short. Oh well can't write one chapter forever. Tell me what you think please. Your reviews can be helpful.
P. S. Merry belated Christmas and a Happy New Year. =)