Chapter: 2 "Living With the Prince"
Introduction: Hey all you net jockeys, Z fans, and fanfic readers! I'm back with the second chapter! This isn't exactly a dialogue one, where everything is happening as you read it. These are actually entries taken from Bulma's diary. So your just gonna have to picture all this in your head. Trust me, it won't be that hard! Okay, I'm gonna once again, shut up and let you read! Thank you for choosing this fanfic! Have a safe read!
Prologue: Now that Vegeta has his new personality, Bulma is learning to live with it. (short prologue, huh?)
Day: 1 with Vegeta's new personality
Vegeta is a lot sweeter now. It's hard to adjust to his new disposition. I mean, he's gone from "Prince Conceited" to "Prince Charming". He's like the perfect husband. He told e he loved me twice today, and even offered to help cook dinner! That's more than he usually does in a year! He hasn't set one foot in the gravity chamber. He says he doesn't have time, what with all the things to be done around the house. I was wondering if he was the same man I married fourteen years ago! Trunks hasn't said a word all day. I think he's still in shock.
Day: 2
Vegeta is too nice! He's treating me like a queen. It's starting to annoy me. He doesn't let me do anything. He even walks me to the bathroom! He mowed the lawn, AND took out the trash. My son is now hiding under the kitchen table. He says his father's scaring him, he's even starting to scare me. I can't help but take advantage of this situation. I'll never have to work again. Although, I hope I don't get fat. My favorite dress didn't fit me this morning, and Vegeta offered to go to the mall with me to buy me a new one! What's next! Is he gonna try it on for me? The old Vegeta would have called me fat and left it at that. In some ways, I miss how he used to be.
Day: 3
I've had it up to here with my husband! I swear, I've married a copy of Goku! Vegeta did my PAPERWORK today. And the pisser of it is, he did it PERFECT! And in record time. Not to mention he told me he loved me exactly fifteen times today. I counted. I'm surprised he didn't do that for me too. My son runs in fear of his father, even more so than usual. I don't blame him. Poor kid. He refuses to come out from under his bed. I'm worried. Everybody's coming over for a little get-together. I hope Vegeta doesn't scare them out of their wits. Just think, one Goku's bad enough, but two? Where's my aspirin?
Day: 4
I can't believe it! My husband actually wanted to take me to the mall today. He didn't even mind when I had him try on clothes. And every time I came out of the dressing room he applauded me. And even when I was wearing the outfit I had came in with he still applauded me. I'm starting to get scared. He even offered to carry everything, without one complaint. Trunks is still hiding under his bed. I'm really starting to get worried. I've got to get Vegeta back to his old self!
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z. It belongs to a heck-of-a-lot of people, who are not me. And I don't own any of the characters in here either. So keep your freaking lawyers off me!
Author's note: I know this fic kinda sucked. But don't blame me! It seemed like a good idea at the time! Oh yeah, the real Vegeta dropped the charges. Bulma made him no doubt. He is so whipped.
Vegeta: I heard that!
Vegeta's Shoulder Devil: .No you didn't. -_-'
Introduction: Hey all you net jockeys, Z fans, and fanfic readers! I'm back with the second chapter! This isn't exactly a dialogue one, where everything is happening as you read it. These are actually entries taken from Bulma's diary. So your just gonna have to picture all this in your head. Trust me, it won't be that hard! Okay, I'm gonna once again, shut up and let you read! Thank you for choosing this fanfic! Have a safe read!
Prologue: Now that Vegeta has his new personality, Bulma is learning to live with it. (short prologue, huh?)
Day: 1 with Vegeta's new personality
Vegeta is a lot sweeter now. It's hard to adjust to his new disposition. I mean, he's gone from "Prince Conceited" to "Prince Charming". He's like the perfect husband. He told e he loved me twice today, and even offered to help cook dinner! That's more than he usually does in a year! He hasn't set one foot in the gravity chamber. He says he doesn't have time, what with all the things to be done around the house. I was wondering if he was the same man I married fourteen years ago! Trunks hasn't said a word all day. I think he's still in shock.
Day: 2
Vegeta is too nice! He's treating me like a queen. It's starting to annoy me. He doesn't let me do anything. He even walks me to the bathroom! He mowed the lawn, AND took out the trash. My son is now hiding under the kitchen table. He says his father's scaring him, he's even starting to scare me. I can't help but take advantage of this situation. I'll never have to work again. Although, I hope I don't get fat. My favorite dress didn't fit me this morning, and Vegeta offered to go to the mall with me to buy me a new one! What's next! Is he gonna try it on for me? The old Vegeta would have called me fat and left it at that. In some ways, I miss how he used to be.
Day: 3
I've had it up to here with my husband! I swear, I've married a copy of Goku! Vegeta did my PAPERWORK today. And the pisser of it is, he did it PERFECT! And in record time. Not to mention he told me he loved me exactly fifteen times today. I counted. I'm surprised he didn't do that for me too. My son runs in fear of his father, even more so than usual. I don't blame him. Poor kid. He refuses to come out from under his bed. I'm worried. Everybody's coming over for a little get-together. I hope Vegeta doesn't scare them out of their wits. Just think, one Goku's bad enough, but two? Where's my aspirin?
Day: 4
I can't believe it! My husband actually wanted to take me to the mall today. He didn't even mind when I had him try on clothes. And every time I came out of the dressing room he applauded me. And even when I was wearing the outfit I had came in with he still applauded me. I'm starting to get scared. He even offered to carry everything, without one complaint. Trunks is still hiding under his bed. I'm really starting to get worried. I've got to get Vegeta back to his old self!
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z. It belongs to a heck-of-a-lot of people, who are not me. And I don't own any of the characters in here either. So keep your freaking lawyers off me!
Author's note: I know this fic kinda sucked. But don't blame me! It seemed like a good idea at the time! Oh yeah, the real Vegeta dropped the charges. Bulma made him no doubt. He is so whipped.
Vegeta: I heard that!
Vegeta's Shoulder Devil: .No you didn't. -_-'
