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A/N: Sorry for the long delay. I had slight writers block or I just didn't have time. Thanks for the reviews! Some are extremely helpful. Well enjoy another weird chapter of Womanhood. I must admit that I hate how the last chapter turned out. Once this story is finished I might go back and completely redo just that chapter. Hopefully this chapters makes up for the crappiness of the last one.

 

Chapter 5: Vegeta vs. Spandex

Vegeta had grabbed Bulma by the arm and with the immense speed he was capable of he flew them out of the mall. Once outside Vegeta dropped Bulma making her fall a couple feet off the ground.

"You are such a jerk, Vegeta!" Bulma squealed standing up rubbing her behind that ached from the landing of the fall. A few bystanders had seen the entire thing and were staring at the couple curiously but saw the aggravated look at Vegeta's face and hurried inside. "Come on Vegeta, let's hurry and get into the car."

"I'm going to fly." Without another word, Vegeta took off leaving Bulma by herself.

"Good! I didn't want him to come with me anyway." She stuck her tongue out at Vegeta's small figure that was already high in the air.

~*~

Vegeta landed on the soft, mesh lawn of the large, dome building that was considered his home. The first thing he did was head toward his favorite place, the Gravity Room. He figured training, his favorite thing to do, would hopefully help him forget about the recent events that have happened to him. Deciding to train in his usual spandex garb, he undressed himself taking off what he considered "idiotic human attire" then throwing them on the other side of the room. He grabbed one of his favorite training suits and began to put it on when he discovered something new...

His hips were wider and he couldn't fit the suit over them.

He tugged and pulled at them trying to get them above his waist but it didn't work. He started powering up hoping that would work. Soon enough he had gone Super Saiyan and still no success but only caused the suit to rip in half.

Vegeta let out a frustrated sigh and threw the ripped pieces of spandex across the room then blasted with a large ki. The almost naked Vegeta found another spandex suit lying on the floor and tried to fit it on. A similar Vegeta vs. Spandex fight happened and this time he was capable of actually getting it past his hips. Of course with his luck lately, his now rounded chest was too big for the top part of the suit to fit over.

Without hesitation, Vegeta ripped the spandex suit, still partially on his body, into millions of shredded pieces. He grabbed the "idiotic human attire" and put them on. He was so agitated at the moment and so busy kicking and punching the air that he didn't even realize that there was another presence in the room.

"Hey Vegeta!" exclaimed the extremely yet annoying happy voice.

Damn! Not Kakarot! That wench must have sent him in here just to piss me off some more.

"What the hell are you doing here, Kakarot!" Vegeta stated irritatingly.

"Well I came over to train with you and Bulma said that you were in here." Goku had a proud smile smeared across his face that Vegeta figured was because walking in here was the smarted thing he'd ever done or something. Goku had now taken small note as to why Vegeta was dressed like a normal person and not wearing his sayian spandex suits.

"Fine. I could use a good challenge!" Vegeta immediately charged toward the larger saiyan.

Goku realized that Vegeta was fighting him with much more aggression then the usual somewhat simpler training session. There was something else he noticed, but this was on Vegeta.

Vegeta looked up at Goku who had suddenly stopped. "And why exactly did you stop you stupid moron."

"Did you notice that there is this reddish colored stain on your pants..."

A/N: I know it's kind of short but hey it's better then nothing so don't complain.

Well it looks like more Vegeta torture is on the way.