Chapter Two
No Gravity, No Sex . . . Or Is It No Sex, No Gravity
The second and final chapter in the "Taller" fiction. Enjoy!
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Vegeta sat on a small stool in the laboratory part of Capsule Corp. as his wife harassed him for breaking his machine once again. He, of course, had attempted to fix the stupid thing but some piece of missing and he didn't know what or where it was.
"I can't believe you broke it!" she screamed at him. (Cliché? Who me?)
"I can't believe you won't fix it or give me the piece," he said slowly.
"Don't talk to me like I'm stupid!!"
"You are stupid."
"I am not stupid!"
"I'm smarter than you!"
"Oh here we go!"
"No gravity room, no sex for Bulma!" he yelled.
Her face dropped, he knew her leash that darn Saiyan. She watched as her husband smirked at her, that devilishly sexy smirk of his. A thin ribbon of drool slipped from the corner of her mouth as dirty thoughts entered her mind and Vegeta scowled.
"Perverted little onna," he chuckled softly.
"Yea well, no sex no gravity room!" she grinned triumphantly.
Vegeta's left eye twitched; once again, his stupid little onna had used his words against him. He pouted softly, his bottom lip quavering a bit. He looked down at his feet and began to shift them uncomfortably.
"If I don't train today, I won't come to bed and you'll still get no sex," he murmured softly.
"That's why we'll go at it now!" Bulma argued softly.
He dropped his act and glared hatefully at the onna he had so stupidly married, maybe she was smarter than he was. He rolled his eyes at her when she grinned at his defeat.
"'Mnotinthemood," he said quietly.
Bulma's fall fell as she fell head over heels to the floor. Vegeta shrugged and began walking away. "Fix my gravity room onna, pleasure later." Bulma ran to grab her toolbox as she raced after the Saiyan. Zero gravity sex was a dream of hers. Heh, heh, heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh!
Trunks and Goten listened from the stairwell.
"Your mom and dad fight a lot," Goten whispered.
"I think they do it for the make-up sex," Trunks frowned thoughtfully.
"What?"
"Let's go play Barbie some more, maybe we can get her and Ken to break up and then have make up sex," the older demi-Saiyan said, walking up the stairs.
"Trunks-kun?"
"Yes."
"What's sex?"
Trunks paused thoughtfully. "Dunno," he shrugged. The demi-Saiyans went upstairs to Trunks' room, got on the Internet and found the codes to unlock "Barbie's Sex Adventures". All was doomed at Capsule Corp.
AN: Wow, maybe I should rate this PG-13. . . LOL. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed this little two parter. More short stories to come and if you want to read some of my longer ones they're on my other account: DJ Purple. Only one up so far, the others are being edited as we sleep.
The one and only on fanfiction.net,
POAS
No Gravity, No Sex . . . Or Is It No Sex, No Gravity
The second and final chapter in the "Taller" fiction. Enjoy!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Vegeta sat on a small stool in the laboratory part of Capsule Corp. as his wife harassed him for breaking his machine once again. He, of course, had attempted to fix the stupid thing but some piece of missing and he didn't know what or where it was.
"I can't believe you broke it!" she screamed at him. (Cliché? Who me?)
"I can't believe you won't fix it or give me the piece," he said slowly.
"Don't talk to me like I'm stupid!!"
"You are stupid."
"I am not stupid!"
"I'm smarter than you!"
"Oh here we go!"
"No gravity room, no sex for Bulma!" he yelled.
Her face dropped, he knew her leash that darn Saiyan. She watched as her husband smirked at her, that devilishly sexy smirk of his. A thin ribbon of drool slipped from the corner of her mouth as dirty thoughts entered her mind and Vegeta scowled.
"Perverted little onna," he chuckled softly.
"Yea well, no sex no gravity room!" she grinned triumphantly.
Vegeta's left eye twitched; once again, his stupid little onna had used his words against him. He pouted softly, his bottom lip quavering a bit. He looked down at his feet and began to shift them uncomfortably.
"If I don't train today, I won't come to bed and you'll still get no sex," he murmured softly.
"That's why we'll go at it now!" Bulma argued softly.
He dropped his act and glared hatefully at the onna he had so stupidly married, maybe she was smarter than he was. He rolled his eyes at her when she grinned at his defeat.
"'Mnotinthemood," he said quietly.
Bulma's fall fell as she fell head over heels to the floor. Vegeta shrugged and began walking away. "Fix my gravity room onna, pleasure later." Bulma ran to grab her toolbox as she raced after the Saiyan. Zero gravity sex was a dream of hers. Heh, heh, heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh!
Trunks and Goten listened from the stairwell.
"Your mom and dad fight a lot," Goten whispered.
"I think they do it for the make-up sex," Trunks frowned thoughtfully.
"What?"
"Let's go play Barbie some more, maybe we can get her and Ken to break up and then have make up sex," the older demi-Saiyan said, walking up the stairs.
"Trunks-kun?"
"Yes."
"What's sex?"
Trunks paused thoughtfully. "Dunno," he shrugged. The demi-Saiyans went upstairs to Trunks' room, got on the Internet and found the codes to unlock "Barbie's Sex Adventures". All was doomed at Capsule Corp.
AN: Wow, maybe I should rate this PG-13. . . LOL. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed this little two parter. More short stories to come and if you want to read some of my longer ones they're on my other account: DJ Purple. Only one up so far, the others are being edited as we sleep.
The one and only on fanfiction.net,
POAS