Disclaimer: I don't own DB/Z/GT
Author's Notes: Here's Chapter 5! YAY! Hehe, hope you enjoy!
~~~
Kakkarot stepped outside of his room the next morning, eager for a good stretch and a practice
fight with one the other Saiyans. But first, like every other morning, came breakfast. He
walked down the hall and to the dining room, where food was being laid out neatly, making him
want to drool.
"Is everything alright, Kakkarot?" Bulma asked, joining him in the dining room as Chichi stood
behind her.
"Yeah...everything is fine," He replied.
"You just looked at the food oddly," Bulma told him, "Anyway, have a lovely breakfast."
"You're not going to be here?" He asked.
"No," Bulma smiled, "I'm going out shopping to get Chichi some clothes to wear."
"Oh," He glanced at Chichi who was standing straight and orderly, as if she moved she would be
severly punished.
"Kakkarot!" The Prince growled, "After breakfast, we spar."
"Spar activated," Chichi said, and then looked at Kakkarot, "After I return, we'll spar."
"Spar with me?" Kakkarot asked.
"Yes, is that alright?" She responded, her facial expression never changing from the serious look
that was placed upon it.
"That's... fine," He told her, "Well, I'm starved, let's eat!"
"And we should go," BUlma smiled, "Come on Chichi." Chichi nodded and followed Bulma out.
~~~
It wasn't often he saw a woman fight with such strength. Chichi fought with so much power Kakkarot
thought he might lose just so she wouldn't look bad at trying so hard and then failing; but when
he knocked her to the ground she stood right up, bowed and shook his hand, thanking him for the battle.
When he watched her walk away he didn't see an artificial human, but a woman who true abilities
lay deep within.
~~~
"DAD!" Bulma yelled, "Her programming, blue prints, your notes, EVERYTHING about her is gone!" The
professor quickly made his way into the room.
"Impossible," He looked shocked as he went through the piles of papers on his desk, "MARCY!" There
was no sign of the woman while he continued looking.
"Is something wrong, Sir?" Chichi asked as she entered the room.
"We can't find your programming blue prints, Chichi," Bulma explained as she looked at her, "You
wouldn't be able to find them, would you?"
"Extra chips I had created were with the blue prints... Chichi's connecting to those chips, she should
be able to locate them," The Professor told his daughter, "Chichi... locate Profect 287's blueprints."
Chichi's eyes closed as a light humming noise came from her.
"Blueprints found, located in the hands of Professor Mark Danson," Chichi opened her eyes, "Brother
to Marcy Danson."
"...Damn," The Professor sat down, "Out smarted by that fool of an assisstant."
"Dad... what do you think they'll do?" Bulma asked.
"I don't know what his plans are, but we'd better get those blue prints back."
~~~
Author's Note: WOW! It's finally finished! I had been working on this one for a while, but... lol...
ran out of ideas and went brain dead. I think I'm on a roll again! Thanks for the reviews! ^___^
Author's Notes: Here's Chapter 5! YAY! Hehe, hope you enjoy!
~~~
Kakkarot stepped outside of his room the next morning, eager for a good stretch and a practice
fight with one the other Saiyans. But first, like every other morning, came breakfast. He
walked down the hall and to the dining room, where food was being laid out neatly, making him
want to drool.
"Is everything alright, Kakkarot?" Bulma asked, joining him in the dining room as Chichi stood
behind her.
"Yeah...everything is fine," He replied.
"You just looked at the food oddly," Bulma told him, "Anyway, have a lovely breakfast."
"You're not going to be here?" He asked.
"No," Bulma smiled, "I'm going out shopping to get Chichi some clothes to wear."
"Oh," He glanced at Chichi who was standing straight and orderly, as if she moved she would be
severly punished.
"Kakkarot!" The Prince growled, "After breakfast, we spar."
"Spar activated," Chichi said, and then looked at Kakkarot, "After I return, we'll spar."
"Spar with me?" Kakkarot asked.
"Yes, is that alright?" She responded, her facial expression never changing from the serious look
that was placed upon it.
"That's... fine," He told her, "Well, I'm starved, let's eat!"
"And we should go," BUlma smiled, "Come on Chichi." Chichi nodded and followed Bulma out.
~~~
It wasn't often he saw a woman fight with such strength. Chichi fought with so much power Kakkarot
thought he might lose just so she wouldn't look bad at trying so hard and then failing; but when
he knocked her to the ground she stood right up, bowed and shook his hand, thanking him for the battle.
When he watched her walk away he didn't see an artificial human, but a woman who true abilities
lay deep within.
~~~
"DAD!" Bulma yelled, "Her programming, blue prints, your notes, EVERYTHING about her is gone!" The
professor quickly made his way into the room.
"Impossible," He looked shocked as he went through the piles of papers on his desk, "MARCY!" There
was no sign of the woman while he continued looking.
"Is something wrong, Sir?" Chichi asked as she entered the room.
"We can't find your programming blue prints, Chichi," Bulma explained as she looked at her, "You
wouldn't be able to find them, would you?"
"Extra chips I had created were with the blue prints... Chichi's connecting to those chips, she should
be able to locate them," The Professor told his daughter, "Chichi... locate Profect 287's blueprints."
Chichi's eyes closed as a light humming noise came from her.
"Blueprints found, located in the hands of Professor Mark Danson," Chichi opened her eyes, "Brother
to Marcy Danson."
"...Damn," The Professor sat down, "Out smarted by that fool of an assisstant."
"Dad... what do you think they'll do?" Bulma asked.
"I don't know what his plans are, but we'd better get those blue prints back."
~~~
Author's Note: WOW! It's finally finished! I had been working on this one for a while, but... lol...
ran out of ideas and went brain dead. I think I'm on a roll again! Thanks for the reviews! ^___^
