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(update: September - 2003; Completely revised thanks to a kind scolding. Thanks for that.)
~ Lightning & Thunder revealing the title behind a dark background ~
=BLAST THEM=
The mother was easily convinced, as by a miracle. And soon the time came to go to school.
"What is that for an contraption?" Vegeta pointed at a thing with two wheels looking menacing and dangerous. "It is called a bike, you sit on the saddle and then you put your feet on the pedals! Like this!" Dione showed it and cycled a few meters, she stopped and turned around.
" Take my sisters bike, she took the bus!" Vegeta looked at the gray female bike and took it for a spin, after three meters he lost his balance and saw the concrete up-close. Dione thought she almost choked in laughter, that was before she saw his face. It turned deep red with anger.
" No one laughs at the Prince of Saiyans brat, prepare do DIE!!!!!!!!!"
" I would not do that, Vegeta, I know how the game works! Put the bike back and hop on the back of mine." Dione stated smugly. The fear he could case washing away as she realized her vantage point. She was essential for him. Even if he would return in a few hours. He didn't believe it. She was an untouchable for the moment being.
" Why don't I just fly, it saves me the embarrassment." He muttered under his breath, but his new 'friend' heard him nonetheless. " Because people down here don't fly! Now stop moping about and get here." She scolded.
Vegeta could not believe he took orders from a blond-haired wench, but he had no choice, he really wanted to get back to training so he could finally pound that dimwit Kakarot.
Crossing down streets, crossways and many houses Dione arrived at her school.
" Woman I told you to be careful with all those bumps! After school I'll ride the bike!" The prince stated, in it a tone that dared her to speak otherwise but by doing so she would sign her death certificate. He never made it far with her sisters. So he had sat at the back while she peddled.
" But Vegeta..." She muttered weary, while taking a step back 'just' in case.
" End of discussion!" He retorted as he eyed the many brats running around and screaming at each other. And what was the deal with bags that were bigger then they were. It looked like a bag migration or something. NO! Maybe they were in a play, acting as turtles!! He scowled, humans, typical.
"OK" Came the meek answer behind him, pulling his attention back to the irritating blonde.
Vegeta robbed his behind as casual as he could, there were many, many, maaaannnnyyy bumps. It send a flash back to him, as a chibi. He often had run amok in the castle teasing the sentries and fun stuff like that. Problem back then had been his mother. She had not seen the humor in putting itching powder in the guards pants, while on duty in the kings throne room. Many had been killed because they 'moved'. He frowned, still he remembered the nasty beatings the woman had given him. "They'll make you big and strong later son." His father always had said. Yeah right, strong yes, big NO.
"Ok, I'll just tell them you are a friend of mine. Oh no, the gang, let hurry inside"
Dione took Vegeta's hand and guided him into the building while the prince was glancing about what gang? Could he beat them up, just for fun? His nose itched as they entered. The building was a rather new one. Three floors high and with graffiti on every place you could spray. The 'gang' was outside and took little notice of the two people entering the building. The interior of the building was very bare to say the least. Lockets at walls and black smooth floors. Not forgetting the white walls.
" What was that about woman? I could take that scum out in a second. I could even have had a little fun!" He stated gruffly. Vegeta took an evil grin on his face, that soon was differed when he saw all those adolescent children screaming, arguing, discussing and chatting away, assaulting his fairly good ears.
"Oh no, I have landed in hell. Even Kakarot was better than this!" He exclaimed really annoyed.
" Nah, it will be fine, come on lets go to class." Dione urged Vegeta to follow, he did in hopes to find some peace in this hellhole. Fat chance though... After pushing and shoving various brats away they managed to enter a hall that was more quiet, in fact there was no sign of the annoying crawling cockroaches. Without even hiding it, Vegeta sighted relieved. Dione was already way ahead of him, and peeved about this entire situation the prince stalked after her. The classroom was a normal classroom with one desk for the teacher and a lot of half mutilated desks and chairs for the children.
"Woman, what is this?" Vegeta demanded pointing at a desk, the thing definitely had seen better days. " A classroom, what else!" The blonde stated confused, he couldn't be that stupid right?
Vegeta took a seat nearest to the white back wall. Dione took place beside him. Suddenly a loud noise alarmed everyone in the building, shocking Vegeta, to whom it sounded like he was in the middle of a fire drill. Suddenly the class was filled with children, bags, food and mobile-phones ringing off in various disturbing annoying melodies, some just plain annoying.
"What kind of lesson is this?" Vegeta demanded annoyed, this was going to be a very trying day, and he knew it. But if that woman thought he was not going to blow someone's brains out when provoked, and he was definitely provoked at this moment, she had another thing coming. No one ordered HIM.
" Biology." Dione shouted to get above all the racked. She never heard Vegeta's moan, the prince folded his arms before his chest and waited.
" Ok, quiet and grab your books. Mary take that gum out of your mouth, Lesley where is your book? You forgot it? That's the third time, big mouth too? Fine get out of class and report to the janitor. Dione, who is that beside you?"
The voice...!! THIS VOICE!!! Vegeta almost jumped through the ceiling, this voice!!! The horror, like a knife it cut it's way to his precious ears, eardrums, his MIND!!! And still it was gleefully cutting it's way though, until nothing remained then mush! It was only then that he rose his eyes to this...this...she-demon. And it was!!! Small yes, a flood of contempt and pride washed over his being, slightly numbing the pain in his head.
She was shorter then him! Good, he thought, at least one advantage. And UGLY! Even the trolls wouldn't want her around, she'd put them to shame, her face looked ancient and wasted. He chuckled, a mummy not knowing it should be long dead, and he was fairly certain she'd never even seen a guy naked! Again he chuckled, maybe this was that Medusa being Bulma had been blabbering about awhile back.
"A friend of mine, Miss Prescott. Can he stay for the duration of the lesson?" Dione asked as nicely as possible, having her as your enemy meant certain death! Oh no wait wrong scene, just really bad grades.
" Fine, if he makes one sound, he's out! Until then, he is part of the class and will participate" "Yes, Miss Prescott"
Vegeta just smiled and whispered "She reminds me of Kakarot's wife, that Baka is even more dominant than she is!" Dione almost lost her composure and snickered but maintained her laughter.
"Well Dione what are you chuckling about, share it with the class." Pale Dione stared accusingly at Vegeta who just shrugged, as Prescott motioned Dione to come over to her. Beet red, not from embarrassment but fury, she did rose and walked with long strides through the class, feeling 23 pairs of eyes fixed on her, waiting in curiosity. Dione, the girl who ALWAYS got in trouble? What had she been thinking this time? This they HAD to see.
Finally Dione stood next to the dwarfed teacher, only the menacing eyes, and the high pitched voice of the elderly woman having the power to control ANY class, lovingly nicknamed Fossil from hell. Dione glanced daring at Vegeta as she had an idea.
"Well Miss Prescott my 'friend' Vegeta was about to inform me about the female pleasure spot, being this the Sexual education lesson." She stated on an innocent tone. Vegeta visibly flinched. Then dropped on his back as his chair fell. For a moment he remained frozen, she had not said what he thought, she had said right? This one could not be this cruel?! Even that Bulma wench didn't make him say things like this! When had he gotten himself into!! Even King Yema's hell was more pleasant then this!!! What had he done to deserve this! He'd been a good Saiyan for these few years!!! A sharp voice, THE voice jerked him out of his dread full thoughts.
" Well!" Prescott exclaimed pleased. The pleased tone being even more horrible then the nasty. "Well Mister Vegeta, please join miss Dione here so the class can listen in. Maybe they'll learn something new." Vegeta gulped. This was just a dream, a very, very VERY BAD ONE. Why couldn't the ground just swallow him up right now? So this was why his father had gotten him private teachers.
With a smirk he got up from the floor. He was a Saiyan prince, he'd tell them EXACTLY how the real world worked. He'd been with Bulma so he knew humans were identical to Saiyan females, at least from the books. He'd been too young to mate when still on Vegeta-sei and strangely there weren't allot of them around anymore. All because of that Baka Freeza he now was destined to mate with a much weaker race. Anyway back to the business at hand. As straight as a plank the prince marched across the class room to join Dione and THE woman. Smirking he stared at Dione who frowned a bit. What was he up too?
With his feet spread, crossed arms and his famous smirk Vegeta glared at the class, a few turned away, others were snickering softly, and yet others, others were actually curious what he had to say. There was even one who was sound asleep behind a text book. Vegeta snickered a bit, he would TEACH them. In a swift motion Vegeta grabbed Dione's shoulder and pulled her to him, in a vice like grip he held her while she was squirming a bit, frightened what was going on in that twisted mind of his.
" Well where should I begin." Vegeta mused out loud. Dione's eyes widened in shock as she had an idea, and it wasn't a good one, especially as he maneuvered her to the desk of Prescott. Pinning her between it and himself, Vegeta began in a loud clear voice that boomed through the silent class.
"A woman..." he began. "You will never ever know what she'll be thinking. Sure when you mate with her she can moan like your the best thing that happened to her, while the devious mind is working. what groceries she'll need to get tomorrow, how the baby is feeling, shouldn't she feed it soon. Yes a woman is really all that, and more. She can scheme like a politician and scream like a banshee when things don't go her way." Vegeta was definitely thinking of a blue hared twit as he was summing the things a woman was. After ten minutes of more summing up Prescott interrupted him. He threw an angry glare at her, and to the amazement of all present she took a step BACK!
" I err sorry to interrupt you Vegeta but the question was that you were to inform us about the female pleasure spot." He sighted frustrated, still that fossil was blabbering, he had just managed to drift off the subject but if they REALLY wanted it, they could have it.
" FINE WOMAN. The...I'll show you." He grinned evilly as he whirled Dione around before him and managed to rip her pants off. Horrified Dione glanced at the wide open eyes and mouths (the boys) in her class. This definitely was NOT happening! Vegeta twisted her arms as a shocked Prescott barged in between. Dione glanced pleading at the unlikely savior, one on which she had never counted on, and would never ever would, after this as much as on this very moment.
" M...MISTER VEGETA! WE DO HAVE A DRAWING OF THAT YOU KNOW!" Peeved and deprived of his amusement Vegeta let go as Dione hastened to pull her beloved pants back up. Beet red she hastened through the room to hide in shame behind her table. Keeping a weary eye on a snickering Vegeta as he threw her a taunting glare which she furiously returned. This was not over by a long shot! A screen was lowered and a picture of a woman appeared. Disappointed Vegeta glanced at the dull lifeless thing. This was no fun?! It was just a doll, not even remotely resembling a woman. So this was the kind of sex lessons they received? Well if only he could have brought HIS teacher here! HE snickered again, maybe that fossil would have had an heart attack on the spot! Only thinking about it brought a smile to his lips. Dully he took a pointing stick and turned to the screen. Then glanced annoyed at the fossil.
"This is not an accurate picture, I need a better one if you expect me to teach these idiots something useful." The fossil remained speechless at this new student. With a shrug Vegeta pulled the screen aside and walked to the drawing board holding a black permanent marker he took form the fossils desk. He drew it to his height and franticly began to draw.
For 3 minutes the only sound heard was the muttering that something was wrong and finally the board was moved up again stunning all inside the room. It...was...quite detailed...and...very graphical...and actually pretty good. The boys frowned as they were looking at it, all they saw were a set of lines, like a roadmap they didn't understand, while the girls, Dione definitely included, gasped in recognition. Yep this was a girl alright. Meanwhile the fossil had sat down and was shaking slightly.
"Well class.." Vegeta began roughly. "THIS is a woman. And no, I know how your hormone filled peanut brains work, there is no breast in sight, that's because this is the lower half of a woman's body." He pointed at one drawing of the front of a woman, next to it was one as a close up from underneath. "I am almost certain this is new territory for you, so listen carefully, I'm not going to repeat this. The center of a woman's pleasure is this..." He pointed at a dot in the middle of the second picture. The fossil groaned as she covered her eyes.
"WHAT? Is that dot it? I thought it be a bit bigger!" Someone piped up from the class. The prince smirked.
"Believe me kid, sometimes the smallest packages hold the biggest surprises, but to continue..." "DEUUUUUUUHHHH" the same noise at the one that had marked the stampede before, echoed through the school. Every one was getting ready to leave, packing and all as Vegeta got madder by the second.
"AND WHERE IN BLAZES DO YOU THINK YOUR GOING! I WAS NOT DONE YET! GET YOU BUTTS RIGHT BACK THERE!" He boomed. Everyone froze on the spot as the fossil fainted. As someone noticed the spawned teacher she called the others.
"LOOK VEGETA FLOORED THE FOSSIL!!! THE IMPOSSIBLE HAS HAPPENED!!! Your good Vegeta!" the brown hared girl added admiring his handy work. Yep totally out. Vegeta smirked pleased, he still hadn't lost his touch. This broke the tension as Vegeta gave in and glanced at the fossil as every one left the classroom. He noticed someone sitting in the back. Curious he glanced up and noticed a smoldering Dione glaring at him, oh yeah the blonde. Like royalty she rose, holding up her pants as she held on to her bag and marched past Vegeta.
" You mad or something?" Vegeta taunted. Dione kept on walking on, with an annoyed sigh he left his handy work behind and followed her. She didn't have any sense of humor.
(update: September - 2003; Completely revised thanks to a kind scolding. Thanks for that.)
~ Lightning & Thunder revealing the title behind a dark background ~
=BLAST THEM=
The mother was easily convinced, as by a miracle. And soon the time came to go to school.
"What is that for an contraption?" Vegeta pointed at a thing with two wheels looking menacing and dangerous. "It is called a bike, you sit on the saddle and then you put your feet on the pedals! Like this!" Dione showed it and cycled a few meters, she stopped and turned around.
" Take my sisters bike, she took the bus!" Vegeta looked at the gray female bike and took it for a spin, after three meters he lost his balance and saw the concrete up-close. Dione thought she almost choked in laughter, that was before she saw his face. It turned deep red with anger.
" No one laughs at the Prince of Saiyans brat, prepare do DIE!!!!!!!!!"
" I would not do that, Vegeta, I know how the game works! Put the bike back and hop on the back of mine." Dione stated smugly. The fear he could case washing away as she realized her vantage point. She was essential for him. Even if he would return in a few hours. He didn't believe it. She was an untouchable for the moment being.
" Why don't I just fly, it saves me the embarrassment." He muttered under his breath, but his new 'friend' heard him nonetheless. " Because people down here don't fly! Now stop moping about and get here." She scolded.
Vegeta could not believe he took orders from a blond-haired wench, but he had no choice, he really wanted to get back to training so he could finally pound that dimwit Kakarot.
Crossing down streets, crossways and many houses Dione arrived at her school.
" Woman I told you to be careful with all those bumps! After school I'll ride the bike!" The prince stated, in it a tone that dared her to speak otherwise but by doing so she would sign her death certificate. He never made it far with her sisters. So he had sat at the back while she peddled.
" But Vegeta..." She muttered weary, while taking a step back 'just' in case.
" End of discussion!" He retorted as he eyed the many brats running around and screaming at each other. And what was the deal with bags that were bigger then they were. It looked like a bag migration or something. NO! Maybe they were in a play, acting as turtles!! He scowled, humans, typical.
"OK" Came the meek answer behind him, pulling his attention back to the irritating blonde.
Vegeta robbed his behind as casual as he could, there were many, many, maaaannnnyyy bumps. It send a flash back to him, as a chibi. He often had run amok in the castle teasing the sentries and fun stuff like that. Problem back then had been his mother. She had not seen the humor in putting itching powder in the guards pants, while on duty in the kings throne room. Many had been killed because they 'moved'. He frowned, still he remembered the nasty beatings the woman had given him. "They'll make you big and strong later son." His father always had said. Yeah right, strong yes, big NO.
"Ok, I'll just tell them you are a friend of mine. Oh no, the gang, let hurry inside"
Dione took Vegeta's hand and guided him into the building while the prince was glancing about what gang? Could he beat them up, just for fun? His nose itched as they entered. The building was a rather new one. Three floors high and with graffiti on every place you could spray. The 'gang' was outside and took little notice of the two people entering the building. The interior of the building was very bare to say the least. Lockets at walls and black smooth floors. Not forgetting the white walls.
" What was that about woman? I could take that scum out in a second. I could even have had a little fun!" He stated gruffly. Vegeta took an evil grin on his face, that soon was differed when he saw all those adolescent children screaming, arguing, discussing and chatting away, assaulting his fairly good ears.
"Oh no, I have landed in hell. Even Kakarot was better than this!" He exclaimed really annoyed.
" Nah, it will be fine, come on lets go to class." Dione urged Vegeta to follow, he did in hopes to find some peace in this hellhole. Fat chance though... After pushing and shoving various brats away they managed to enter a hall that was more quiet, in fact there was no sign of the annoying crawling cockroaches. Without even hiding it, Vegeta sighted relieved. Dione was already way ahead of him, and peeved about this entire situation the prince stalked after her. The classroom was a normal classroom with one desk for the teacher and a lot of half mutilated desks and chairs for the children.
"Woman, what is this?" Vegeta demanded pointing at a desk, the thing definitely had seen better days. " A classroom, what else!" The blonde stated confused, he couldn't be that stupid right?
Vegeta took a seat nearest to the white back wall. Dione took place beside him. Suddenly a loud noise alarmed everyone in the building, shocking Vegeta, to whom it sounded like he was in the middle of a fire drill. Suddenly the class was filled with children, bags, food and mobile-phones ringing off in various disturbing annoying melodies, some just plain annoying.
"What kind of lesson is this?" Vegeta demanded annoyed, this was going to be a very trying day, and he knew it. But if that woman thought he was not going to blow someone's brains out when provoked, and he was definitely provoked at this moment, she had another thing coming. No one ordered HIM.
" Biology." Dione shouted to get above all the racked. She never heard Vegeta's moan, the prince folded his arms before his chest and waited.
" Ok, quiet and grab your books. Mary take that gum out of your mouth, Lesley where is your book? You forgot it? That's the third time, big mouth too? Fine get out of class and report to the janitor. Dione, who is that beside you?"
The voice...!! THIS VOICE!!! Vegeta almost jumped through the ceiling, this voice!!! The horror, like a knife it cut it's way to his precious ears, eardrums, his MIND!!! And still it was gleefully cutting it's way though, until nothing remained then mush! It was only then that he rose his eyes to this...this...she-demon. And it was!!! Small yes, a flood of contempt and pride washed over his being, slightly numbing the pain in his head.
She was shorter then him! Good, he thought, at least one advantage. And UGLY! Even the trolls wouldn't want her around, she'd put them to shame, her face looked ancient and wasted. He chuckled, a mummy not knowing it should be long dead, and he was fairly certain she'd never even seen a guy naked! Again he chuckled, maybe this was that Medusa being Bulma had been blabbering about awhile back.
"A friend of mine, Miss Prescott. Can he stay for the duration of the lesson?" Dione asked as nicely as possible, having her as your enemy meant certain death! Oh no wait wrong scene, just really bad grades.
" Fine, if he makes one sound, he's out! Until then, he is part of the class and will participate" "Yes, Miss Prescott"
Vegeta just smiled and whispered "She reminds me of Kakarot's wife, that Baka is even more dominant than she is!" Dione almost lost her composure and snickered but maintained her laughter.
"Well Dione what are you chuckling about, share it with the class." Pale Dione stared accusingly at Vegeta who just shrugged, as Prescott motioned Dione to come over to her. Beet red, not from embarrassment but fury, she did rose and walked with long strides through the class, feeling 23 pairs of eyes fixed on her, waiting in curiosity. Dione, the girl who ALWAYS got in trouble? What had she been thinking this time? This they HAD to see.
Finally Dione stood next to the dwarfed teacher, only the menacing eyes, and the high pitched voice of the elderly woman having the power to control ANY class, lovingly nicknamed Fossil from hell. Dione glanced daring at Vegeta as she had an idea.
"Well Miss Prescott my 'friend' Vegeta was about to inform me about the female pleasure spot, being this the Sexual education lesson." She stated on an innocent tone. Vegeta visibly flinched. Then dropped on his back as his chair fell. For a moment he remained frozen, she had not said what he thought, she had said right? This one could not be this cruel?! Even that Bulma wench didn't make him say things like this! When had he gotten himself into!! Even King Yema's hell was more pleasant then this!!! What had he done to deserve this! He'd been a good Saiyan for these few years!!! A sharp voice, THE voice jerked him out of his dread full thoughts.
" Well!" Prescott exclaimed pleased. The pleased tone being even more horrible then the nasty. "Well Mister Vegeta, please join miss Dione here so the class can listen in. Maybe they'll learn something new." Vegeta gulped. This was just a dream, a very, very VERY BAD ONE. Why couldn't the ground just swallow him up right now? So this was why his father had gotten him private teachers.
With a smirk he got up from the floor. He was a Saiyan prince, he'd tell them EXACTLY how the real world worked. He'd been with Bulma so he knew humans were identical to Saiyan females, at least from the books. He'd been too young to mate when still on Vegeta-sei and strangely there weren't allot of them around anymore. All because of that Baka Freeza he now was destined to mate with a much weaker race. Anyway back to the business at hand. As straight as a plank the prince marched across the class room to join Dione and THE woman. Smirking he stared at Dione who frowned a bit. What was he up too?
With his feet spread, crossed arms and his famous smirk Vegeta glared at the class, a few turned away, others were snickering softly, and yet others, others were actually curious what he had to say. There was even one who was sound asleep behind a text book. Vegeta snickered a bit, he would TEACH them. In a swift motion Vegeta grabbed Dione's shoulder and pulled her to him, in a vice like grip he held her while she was squirming a bit, frightened what was going on in that twisted mind of his.
" Well where should I begin." Vegeta mused out loud. Dione's eyes widened in shock as she had an idea, and it wasn't a good one, especially as he maneuvered her to the desk of Prescott. Pinning her between it and himself, Vegeta began in a loud clear voice that boomed through the silent class.
"A woman..." he began. "You will never ever know what she'll be thinking. Sure when you mate with her she can moan like your the best thing that happened to her, while the devious mind is working. what groceries she'll need to get tomorrow, how the baby is feeling, shouldn't she feed it soon. Yes a woman is really all that, and more. She can scheme like a politician and scream like a banshee when things don't go her way." Vegeta was definitely thinking of a blue hared twit as he was summing the things a woman was. After ten minutes of more summing up Prescott interrupted him. He threw an angry glare at her, and to the amazement of all present she took a step BACK!
" I err sorry to interrupt you Vegeta but the question was that you were to inform us about the female pleasure spot." He sighted frustrated, still that fossil was blabbering, he had just managed to drift off the subject but if they REALLY wanted it, they could have it.
" FINE WOMAN. The...I'll show you." He grinned evilly as he whirled Dione around before him and managed to rip her pants off. Horrified Dione glanced at the wide open eyes and mouths (the boys) in her class. This definitely was NOT happening! Vegeta twisted her arms as a shocked Prescott barged in between. Dione glanced pleading at the unlikely savior, one on which she had never counted on, and would never ever would, after this as much as on this very moment.
" M...MISTER VEGETA! WE DO HAVE A DRAWING OF THAT YOU KNOW!" Peeved and deprived of his amusement Vegeta let go as Dione hastened to pull her beloved pants back up. Beet red she hastened through the room to hide in shame behind her table. Keeping a weary eye on a snickering Vegeta as he threw her a taunting glare which she furiously returned. This was not over by a long shot! A screen was lowered and a picture of a woman appeared. Disappointed Vegeta glanced at the dull lifeless thing. This was no fun?! It was just a doll, not even remotely resembling a woman. So this was the kind of sex lessons they received? Well if only he could have brought HIS teacher here! HE snickered again, maybe that fossil would have had an heart attack on the spot! Only thinking about it brought a smile to his lips. Dully he took a pointing stick and turned to the screen. Then glanced annoyed at the fossil.
"This is not an accurate picture, I need a better one if you expect me to teach these idiots something useful." The fossil remained speechless at this new student. With a shrug Vegeta pulled the screen aside and walked to the drawing board holding a black permanent marker he took form the fossils desk. He drew it to his height and franticly began to draw.
For 3 minutes the only sound heard was the muttering that something was wrong and finally the board was moved up again stunning all inside the room. It...was...quite detailed...and...very graphical...and actually pretty good. The boys frowned as they were looking at it, all they saw were a set of lines, like a roadmap they didn't understand, while the girls, Dione definitely included, gasped in recognition. Yep this was a girl alright. Meanwhile the fossil had sat down and was shaking slightly.
"Well class.." Vegeta began roughly. "THIS is a woman. And no, I know how your hormone filled peanut brains work, there is no breast in sight, that's because this is the lower half of a woman's body." He pointed at one drawing of the front of a woman, next to it was one as a close up from underneath. "I am almost certain this is new territory for you, so listen carefully, I'm not going to repeat this. The center of a woman's pleasure is this..." He pointed at a dot in the middle of the second picture. The fossil groaned as she covered her eyes.
"WHAT? Is that dot it? I thought it be a bit bigger!" Someone piped up from the class. The prince smirked.
"Believe me kid, sometimes the smallest packages hold the biggest surprises, but to continue..." "DEUUUUUUUHHHH" the same noise at the one that had marked the stampede before, echoed through the school. Every one was getting ready to leave, packing and all as Vegeta got madder by the second.
"AND WHERE IN BLAZES DO YOU THINK YOUR GOING! I WAS NOT DONE YET! GET YOU BUTTS RIGHT BACK THERE!" He boomed. Everyone froze on the spot as the fossil fainted. As someone noticed the spawned teacher she called the others.
"LOOK VEGETA FLOORED THE FOSSIL!!! THE IMPOSSIBLE HAS HAPPENED!!! Your good Vegeta!" the brown hared girl added admiring his handy work. Yep totally out. Vegeta smirked pleased, he still hadn't lost his touch. This broke the tension as Vegeta gave in and glanced at the fossil as every one left the classroom. He noticed someone sitting in the back. Curious he glanced up and noticed a smoldering Dione glaring at him, oh yeah the blonde. Like royalty she rose, holding up her pants as she held on to her bag and marched past Vegeta.
" You mad or something?" Vegeta taunted. Dione kept on walking on, with an annoyed sigh he left his handy work behind and followed her. She didn't have any sense of humor.