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I prey every night
to Kami sama
to get the anime I love
by Akira Toriyama *sniff*
I made a mistake, I admit it. You're right, Mrs. Briefs should be a little older. She's now 55? Is that good?
Mission Grankids!
Chapter 3
Sighs and Groans
Mrs. Briefs skipped in the room, with bags filled to the brim of clothes for her, baby clothes were in a capsule in her pocket. Bunny walked out the living room and into the hallway to be greeted by the stares from Bulma and Vegeta.
"Hi kids"
Vegeta growled at the name Bunny gave him.
"Mom, what's going on here?"
"What do you mean?" Bunny asked.
"I thought you said that vegeta was going to fix my lunch. What's with this letter?"
*Oh no! The plan must not have worked!* Bunny thought.
"I uh...well" Mrs. Briefs stuttered.
Suddenly Dr. Briefs walked in the room with Kittie on his shoulder as always.
"What's the commotion out here?"
"Nothing dear" Bunny quickly said.
Mrs. briefs began to scoot off.
"Mom" Bulma shouted.
But Bunny was already out of hearing range to hear Bulma's call, or so what Bulma assumed.
"Well, someone answer me!" Dr. Briefs repeated.
"I'm about as clueless as you dad" Bulma replied.
Vegeta grunted and stalked off upstairs. On his way to his room, he passed Dr. and Mrs. Briefs room. The door was closed but there was a erry glow coming from under the door. Not feeling like investigating, Vegeta continued on his way to his room, grabbed what was needed and proceeded to the bathroom for a quick shower. He felt compelled to scrub himself of any stupidity or confusion he aqquired within his short moments with the Briefs moment.
Bunny looked up when she heard the shower running. She hopped up and peeked inside the shower, identifying Vegeta's unmistakable figure she grinned.
*Time to innitiate plan B!* Bunny said to herself.
(A/N: Be prepared for many alphabetical plans Mrs. Briefs comes up with Okay!)
Bunny snuck to her husbands study once again, only to try to open a safe filled with items that he feared would be hazardous to others if it was revealed. But the password on the safe just happened to be Bunny's measurments. (A/N: Do you expect me to write measurments?) Mrs. Briefs entered the code and was satisfied by the hiss of the safe. She opened the door and peeked inside. She spotted what she was looking for, a prototype Dr. Briefs had qorked on that absorbed light energy, causing tools or heavy equipment to shut down. Aswell as a bottle of pills.
(A/N: And to think the safe was supposed to be preventing hazardous situations! Looky Looky!)
Mrs. Briefs tiptoed outside the study to the Gravity Room. She entered it, and felt the humid air still inside. She walked to the control panel and dumped the invisible clear powder from the container all over it, letting the microscopic invisible dust particles seep into crevices and such. Then she opened the gravity chambers water supply, and poured the bottle of pills into it. Bunny grinned and exited the gravity room.
~ 10 minutes later ~
Vegeta emmerged from the shower with the towel wrapped around his waist.
"About time!" Bulma whined.
"Shut it woman!"
Vegeta pushed past Bulma and into his room to dress.
"Stupid Pisshead!" Bulma muttered to herself.
Bulma entered the bathroom, slamming the door bitterly behind her. Vegeta stepped out dressed to continue his training. He walked downstairs and onto the front lawn. He passed Mrs. briefs, who was fiddling with the garden along side the house. He narrowed his eyes in suspicion at the humming happy figure.
*She's up to something! That much I'm sure of!* vegeta thought.
Vegeta continued to walk and closed the door behind him. Bunny sighed when she felt Vegeta's questioning gaze leave her back.
*He's becoming suspicious!* Bunny thought.
~ Gravity Room ~
Vegeta turned on the Gravity Room, ignoring the usual purr of the motor and the flarinf lights from the inside of the machine, and then the room shut down.
"What the hell?!" Vegeta screamed.
Bunny giggled at how everything was falling into place already. She let her mind drift to another comforting fantasy.
~ Vegeta dragged Bulma into the Gravity Room
"Damn you Vegeta"
"Fix the machine"
"Never!"
"Yes you will!"
Bulma looked into Vegeta's eyes, they came closer to one another, and they kissed passionatly. The door closed and they embarked on te dance of old, the cries of rapture bouncing off the metal walls. ~
Mrs. Briefs sighed in content. She heard vegeta stomp by her, on his way to retrieve Bulma. Vegeta grumpled curses to himself and stopped at the bathroom door. He opened it and looked down at the bathing Bulma, with ear phones on, squeezing water out of a wash cloth onto her chest. Vegeta groaned.
*What's more important, training?* watching the water trickle down Bulma's breast, crawling over a nipple, then continued on it's journey down *Or that!?* Vegeta thought.
Vegeta recomposed himself and snatched the headphones off of Bulma's head, later wishing he had left and waited till she was finished. Bulma released a ear bleeding scream. Although it was entertaining to see Bulma try to cover herself with the tiny flimsy washcloth, barley covering anything, her screaming was wounding his sensetive ears. He dashed closer to her and put his hand over her mouth. Her screams were muffled and she began moving wildly, her chest jiggling wildly, much to Vegeta's delight and dismay.
When he heard her volume decrease and her movement lessen, he removed his hand, only to slam it back on because Bulma started back up again. Growling she bit his finger, causing him to actually wince in the slightest. She rose out of the tub and stared down at him.
"What the hell gives you the right to enter my bathroom!?" Bulma shouted.
"You going to fix my gravity machine woman!"
"NANI! YOU MAD ME GET OUT OF MY BATH FOR YOUR STUPID GRAVITY ROOM!?" Bulma screamed.
*growl* "Yes you stupid woman, now if you don't stop your screaming, I won't hesitate to rip your voice box out and donate it to someone who has something decent to say, now come on!"
Though Bulma should be mad at Vegeta, certain threats affected her. She could tell Vegeta was angry, but really only with the gravity room? She knew there was more. Vegeta grabbed Bulma's arm flinging her out the tub. Bulma grabbed a towel off it's rack and wrapped it aroundher. vegeta continued to drag her, thankful that due to his leading, Bulma wouldn't see his standing length, which he was beckoning to 'SIT'.
Vegeta opened the door to the Gravity Room, Bulma close behind, her tools already on the floor awaiting her. Bulma muttered a 'Jerk!' and settled down. She kept the towel together using her armpits, but she had to bend over in order to see the inside of the control panel. She gulped, but concentrated on her objective. On Vegeta's end, he was acting like a dog with a god treat waving in front of him. Bulma's bottom swaying every which way was resurecting his erection that he thought had simmered down. Oh he was wrong. He growled. Bulma took his growl as impatience. She scoffed but continued to look.
Her eyebrows were stitched in irritation, she saw a powder residue on the wires and just about everywhere, rubbing the powder in her fingers, she wondered what it was. She reared back and hit the back of her head. She moaned softly, only that moan was misunderstood under the lust filled Vegeta and his hearing. He groaned as his soandex pants magically became 3 sizes to small, o matter what he could anyone could see his lower half, wether he was giddy or calm. He turned around and looked out the window and saw a figure tiptoeing towards the machine, before he could react the door slammed closed. He growlwed and began banging on the door.
"How barbaric of you, why don't you press the 'open' button, neanderthawl!" Bulma shouted.
Bulma was ignored, but she didn't care at this point, the powder was peaking her intrest, she tested the powder with one of her new inventions/testers, it being able to give you the ingredients to whatever it was. But the results were unclear, Bulma didn't know what this was. Wires were in their designated spots, yet the machine wouldn't run. The battery was fine, yet the machine stood still.
Vegeta pressed the open button repeatedly, waiting for the door to make that hiss and open, but it wouldn't budge.
"Woman, open the door!"
Bulma sighed, convinced Vegeta really wasn't as bright as she thought. She pressed the button, but recieved the same treatment. Breaking out her tools, she began to try to open the door, she then discovered!...
"Appearently, the machine thought that there was a burglary and it locked itself up"
"And?" Vegeta asked tiredly.
"The door won't open unless my dad opens it with the master key. And since the power doesn't seem to be working in here, I can't talk to my dad, we'll have to wait for him to find us"
"The hell I'll wait, I'll blast the door down!" Vegeta growled.
"Oh no you don't buster! When and ever we get out of here, I will not fix the door or even the whole gravity chamber all over again. So get comfortable smartass!"
Bulma then noticed that Vegeta's pants left little to guess. She could perfectly see his ass, and what a nice ass it was. A blush came across her cheeks. If her theory was right, Vegeta's front would be just as nice, but Bulma shook her head, mad at herself for tempting the theory. She leaned against the wall, aware of her undress and prepared to wait.
Oh dear! Bulma and Vegeta....stuck in a room! Aaaaaa! Yeah this may be used a lot, but This will have a few twists. You'll see!
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I prey every night
to Kami sama
to get the anime I love
by Akira Toriyama *sniff*
I made a mistake, I admit it. You're right, Mrs. Briefs should be a little older. She's now 55? Is that good?
Mission Grankids!
Chapter 3
Sighs and Groans
Mrs. Briefs skipped in the room, with bags filled to the brim of clothes for her, baby clothes were in a capsule in her pocket. Bunny walked out the living room and into the hallway to be greeted by the stares from Bulma and Vegeta.
"Hi kids"
Vegeta growled at the name Bunny gave him.
"Mom, what's going on here?"
"What do you mean?" Bunny asked.
"I thought you said that vegeta was going to fix my lunch. What's with this letter?"
*Oh no! The plan must not have worked!* Bunny thought.
"I uh...well" Mrs. Briefs stuttered.
Suddenly Dr. Briefs walked in the room with Kittie on his shoulder as always.
"What's the commotion out here?"
"Nothing dear" Bunny quickly said.
Mrs. briefs began to scoot off.
"Mom" Bulma shouted.
But Bunny was already out of hearing range to hear Bulma's call, or so what Bulma assumed.
"Well, someone answer me!" Dr. Briefs repeated.
"I'm about as clueless as you dad" Bulma replied.
Vegeta grunted and stalked off upstairs. On his way to his room, he passed Dr. and Mrs. Briefs room. The door was closed but there was a erry glow coming from under the door. Not feeling like investigating, Vegeta continued on his way to his room, grabbed what was needed and proceeded to the bathroom for a quick shower. He felt compelled to scrub himself of any stupidity or confusion he aqquired within his short moments with the Briefs moment.
Bunny looked up when she heard the shower running. She hopped up and peeked inside the shower, identifying Vegeta's unmistakable figure she grinned.
*Time to innitiate plan B!* Bunny said to herself.
(A/N: Be prepared for many alphabetical plans Mrs. Briefs comes up with Okay!)
Bunny snuck to her husbands study once again, only to try to open a safe filled with items that he feared would be hazardous to others if it was revealed. But the password on the safe just happened to be Bunny's measurments. (A/N: Do you expect me to write measurments?) Mrs. Briefs entered the code and was satisfied by the hiss of the safe. She opened the door and peeked inside. She spotted what she was looking for, a prototype Dr. Briefs had qorked on that absorbed light energy, causing tools or heavy equipment to shut down. Aswell as a bottle of pills.
(A/N: And to think the safe was supposed to be preventing hazardous situations! Looky Looky!)
Mrs. Briefs tiptoed outside the study to the Gravity Room. She entered it, and felt the humid air still inside. She walked to the control panel and dumped the invisible clear powder from the container all over it, letting the microscopic invisible dust particles seep into crevices and such. Then she opened the gravity chambers water supply, and poured the bottle of pills into it. Bunny grinned and exited the gravity room.
~ 10 minutes later ~
Vegeta emmerged from the shower with the towel wrapped around his waist.
"About time!" Bulma whined.
"Shut it woman!"
Vegeta pushed past Bulma and into his room to dress.
"Stupid Pisshead!" Bulma muttered to herself.
Bulma entered the bathroom, slamming the door bitterly behind her. Vegeta stepped out dressed to continue his training. He walked downstairs and onto the front lawn. He passed Mrs. briefs, who was fiddling with the garden along side the house. He narrowed his eyes in suspicion at the humming happy figure.
*She's up to something! That much I'm sure of!* vegeta thought.
Vegeta continued to walk and closed the door behind him. Bunny sighed when she felt Vegeta's questioning gaze leave her back.
*He's becoming suspicious!* Bunny thought.
~ Gravity Room ~
Vegeta turned on the Gravity Room, ignoring the usual purr of the motor and the flarinf lights from the inside of the machine, and then the room shut down.
"What the hell?!" Vegeta screamed.
Bunny giggled at how everything was falling into place already. She let her mind drift to another comforting fantasy.
~ Vegeta dragged Bulma into the Gravity Room
"Damn you Vegeta"
"Fix the machine"
"Never!"
"Yes you will!"
Bulma looked into Vegeta's eyes, they came closer to one another, and they kissed passionatly. The door closed and they embarked on te dance of old, the cries of rapture bouncing off the metal walls. ~
Mrs. Briefs sighed in content. She heard vegeta stomp by her, on his way to retrieve Bulma. Vegeta grumpled curses to himself and stopped at the bathroom door. He opened it and looked down at the bathing Bulma, with ear phones on, squeezing water out of a wash cloth onto her chest. Vegeta groaned.
*What's more important, training?* watching the water trickle down Bulma's breast, crawling over a nipple, then continued on it's journey down *Or that!?* Vegeta thought.
Vegeta recomposed himself and snatched the headphones off of Bulma's head, later wishing he had left and waited till she was finished. Bulma released a ear bleeding scream. Although it was entertaining to see Bulma try to cover herself with the tiny flimsy washcloth, barley covering anything, her screaming was wounding his sensetive ears. He dashed closer to her and put his hand over her mouth. Her screams were muffled and she began moving wildly, her chest jiggling wildly, much to Vegeta's delight and dismay.
When he heard her volume decrease and her movement lessen, he removed his hand, only to slam it back on because Bulma started back up again. Growling she bit his finger, causing him to actually wince in the slightest. She rose out of the tub and stared down at him.
"What the hell gives you the right to enter my bathroom!?" Bulma shouted.
"You going to fix my gravity machine woman!"
"NANI! YOU MAD ME GET OUT OF MY BATH FOR YOUR STUPID GRAVITY ROOM!?" Bulma screamed.
*growl* "Yes you stupid woman, now if you don't stop your screaming, I won't hesitate to rip your voice box out and donate it to someone who has something decent to say, now come on!"
Though Bulma should be mad at Vegeta, certain threats affected her. She could tell Vegeta was angry, but really only with the gravity room? She knew there was more. Vegeta grabbed Bulma's arm flinging her out the tub. Bulma grabbed a towel off it's rack and wrapped it aroundher. vegeta continued to drag her, thankful that due to his leading, Bulma wouldn't see his standing length, which he was beckoning to 'SIT'.
Vegeta opened the door to the Gravity Room, Bulma close behind, her tools already on the floor awaiting her. Bulma muttered a 'Jerk!' and settled down. She kept the towel together using her armpits, but she had to bend over in order to see the inside of the control panel. She gulped, but concentrated on her objective. On Vegeta's end, he was acting like a dog with a god treat waving in front of him. Bulma's bottom swaying every which way was resurecting his erection that he thought had simmered down. Oh he was wrong. He growled. Bulma took his growl as impatience. She scoffed but continued to look.
Her eyebrows were stitched in irritation, she saw a powder residue on the wires and just about everywhere, rubbing the powder in her fingers, she wondered what it was. She reared back and hit the back of her head. She moaned softly, only that moan was misunderstood under the lust filled Vegeta and his hearing. He groaned as his soandex pants magically became 3 sizes to small, o matter what he could anyone could see his lower half, wether he was giddy or calm. He turned around and looked out the window and saw a figure tiptoeing towards the machine, before he could react the door slammed closed. He growlwed and began banging on the door.
"How barbaric of you, why don't you press the 'open' button, neanderthawl!" Bulma shouted.
Bulma was ignored, but she didn't care at this point, the powder was peaking her intrest, she tested the powder with one of her new inventions/testers, it being able to give you the ingredients to whatever it was. But the results were unclear, Bulma didn't know what this was. Wires were in their designated spots, yet the machine wouldn't run. The battery was fine, yet the machine stood still.
Vegeta pressed the open button repeatedly, waiting for the door to make that hiss and open, but it wouldn't budge.
"Woman, open the door!"
Bulma sighed, convinced Vegeta really wasn't as bright as she thought. She pressed the button, but recieved the same treatment. Breaking out her tools, she began to try to open the door, she then discovered!...
"Appearently, the machine thought that there was a burglary and it locked itself up"
"And?" Vegeta asked tiredly.
"The door won't open unless my dad opens it with the master key. And since the power doesn't seem to be working in here, I can't talk to my dad, we'll have to wait for him to find us"
"The hell I'll wait, I'll blast the door down!" Vegeta growled.
"Oh no you don't buster! When and ever we get out of here, I will not fix the door or even the whole gravity chamber all over again. So get comfortable smartass!"
Bulma then noticed that Vegeta's pants left little to guess. She could perfectly see his ass, and what a nice ass it was. A blush came across her cheeks. If her theory was right, Vegeta's front would be just as nice, but Bulma shook her head, mad at herself for tempting the theory. She leaned against the wall, aware of her undress and prepared to wait.
Oh dear! Bulma and Vegeta....stuck in a room! Aaaaaa! Yeah this may be used a lot, but This will have a few twists. You'll see!
Wanna be on my update list? Just ask to join my Mailing List in a REVIEW or send a e-mail and ask and I'll invite you. XD
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