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(....)= My little conversations {....}= Thoughts
Last time.
"We're talking dear, please go back to the house." She was about to walk in the house when she heard the Goku look alike talk.
"You are Dr. Brief's right? We need to talk."
Bulma stopped. She wanted, no had to hear this. She walked back to her parents.
"Bulma I told you to go inside." Her father said.
"No, dad. I'm going to stay here and listen also." She placed one hand on her dad's shoulder; the other went in her mom 's hands.
"What would you like to talk about..."? Her father said showing no visible signs of nervousness in his voice, his body was shaking on the other hand, betraying his voice.
Bulma wanted so badly to hear the conversation when she heard the soft foot falls on the grass on the Cap. Corp. land. She looked back to see Goku heading towards them. She got out of her mom's grasp once again and started running towards him. "Stop Goku, we don't know who these people are. Stay here."
Goku's child like attitude was gone; it was replaced by a look of a stern, stony face of war. "Bulma, you should be inside." He said pushing her towards the house. He walked past her towards the Briefs and the men standing there.
Bulma ran to catch up with Goku. Goku looked over at her. "Bulma go inside. You might be hurt."
"No, I'm staying." She said holding onto Goku's shirt.
When he walked next to the Briefs he looked all of the men over. He noticed that they seem to have a look of shock. He looked over at the one who had hair similar to his. He looked at this man again, and realized, {this man looks exactly like me} He thought. He scowled. Something wasn't right. He raised his ki to let the rest of the gang know. Bulma also being able to recognize ki (My story) hit Goku in the chest with her fist.
"Don't do it Goku." She said through clenched teeth. The four men also took notice of the ki and raised theirs. Oh yeah, the rest of the gang would notice this now. Goku lowered his to almost nothing like before. So did the four men. "Leave Goku."
He looked Bulma in the eyes. "Please go inside. No I will not leave." He said looking back up.
Soon she felt other approaching kis. Soon Yamcha, Krillin, 17, 18 (yes these two know how to fly even if they are human) Tien, and Chao-Tuz (Spell check?) were in the back yard of the Cap. Corp. "Oh brother," She muttered.
Yamcha ran over to her. "Babe, you should be inside." Bulma gave him a disgusted look.
"Yeah, B, go inside." Said 18 walking over to her. Bulma could only stare.
Then Krillin and Tien told her the same. She didn't move. "Babe go inside, we don't know what these people want. Please go inside." Bulma had had it up to her head with 'go inside.'
"HELL FUCKING NO! I'M STAYING RIGHT HERE!" She shouted taking everyone by surprise, including the Saiyans. "THESE... MEN," She said pointing in the general direction on the Saiyans. "ALIENS WHATEVER, CAME TO MY HOUSE LOOKING FOR MY PARENTS! THEY DIDN'T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOU! GET LOST! ALL OF YOU! You especially Yamcha." She said bitterly to Yamcha. She turned around facing the four men, who were in even more shock.
"We mean no harm." Said Braddock gruffly crossing his arms over his chest. "We won't kill them, we won't hurt them. We want to work out a proposition. You can all leave. We mean no harm." He said.
18 looked at Bulma. "Do you still want to go?" 18 said quietly. Bulma shook her head.
"Thirty minutes. I still need to eat." 18 nodded her head then walked a ways then flew into the air.
17 smiled at Bulma noticing her attire. He walked up to her and whispered, "I like the way you look, can't wait to see you at the club." Bulma pushed him away. She was about to kill him. He walked no more then two feet before he started flying into the air. He met up with his sister and they flew off.
Yamcha walked up to Bulma and tired to touch her on her cheek. "Go, now." She muttered as she drew her face back. He scrunched up his face and flew off. Krillin left with no comment, only a shake of his head. Goku stayed, and waited.
"What is it that you would like to talk about?" Said Dr. Briefs.
Braddock snapped out of his inquisitive stare. {What is it with that woman and those men?} He thought shaking his head. "I wanted to propose a truce. I swear no violence."
Bulma looked to Goku. "Do you hear that Goku? You can leave." She said patting him on the arm.
Goku was looking at his look a like. "What is your name?" He said asking Braddock.
"Braddock, who are you?" Braddock already knew the answer to that.
"I'm Son Goku." He said. He was a little unsure about who he was now that these men show up, especially sense one looks like him.
"No you aren't. You are Kakarott. You came to Earth to purge this planet and kill it of all life form. Obviously you didn't." Goku stared at him.
"No, I was born here. My grandfather was Son Gohan."
"What happened to your father?"
"He said he died." Braddock was getting mad, if this was Kakarott, what had they done to him? Brainwash? His tail unfurled itself from around Braddock's armor. It whipped behind him betraying his annoyance with the situation.
Bulma gasped. {He has a tail! Goku used to have a tail!} She looked at Goku; he had a dumbfounded look on his face.
"You have a tail." He said.
"Yes I do. Did you have one?"
"Yes, but it was cut off." Goku said putting his hand over the little stub that was left.
Now it was Braddock's turn to be surprised. "CUT OFF? ARE YOU CRAZY?" He said raising his voice. The three men next to him were stupefied.
"Yeah, supposedly I cause destruction when I have my tail, then look at the moon."
"You can leave now Goku." Said Bulma gently.
"Oh. Wow, you two look so a like! You must be twins!" Said Bunny with a squeal. Bulma looked at her mother with embarrassment.
"Mother!" Hissed Bulma.
Bunny caught on that she said something wrong. "Oh, I'm sorry dear, oh well," She patted her husband on the shoulder. "I must continue finishing the dinner!" She walked back into the house humming a tune.
As if on cue, Goku's stomach rumbled. He smiled his innocent look and said, "Oh yeah, I haven't eaten yet! And Chi's making barbequed ribs!" He said licking his lips. Bulma could have sworn she saw the four men licking their lips, but it could have been her imagination. "See ya later B!" He put his index and middle fingers to his temple and he disappeared.
"How'd he do that!" Said the one with long hair.
"Eh, shall we go inside and discuss this, um, proposition of yours shall we?" He started walking towards the house with Bulma a few feet in front of him. They passed the Gravity Room. Radditz tapped the out side with his knuckles.
"Wonder what they use that for." Said Nappa.
"Who knows?" Said Radditz.
Bulma entered the house and immediately started helping her mom with the food. Once she was done with that she picked up her purse and all of the stuff that fell out. She looked up and noticed that her dad had brought the aliens into the kitchen. She also noticed they eyed the food with a look of longing. Her dad noticed this also.
"Um, are you hungry?" Asked Dr. Briefs. They immediately started shaking their head.
This time it was the one with the flame hair who spoke up. "But it looks like from how much food you made, this would never settle our appetite." He said pointing to the plates that ha enough food on them to make most humans full very fast. Bulma marveled at his voice, it was so deep and enticing. Bulma shook her head.
"That would be more like an appetizer if you're anything like Goku." She shivered. She had seen Goku eating enough times to know that he had no manners and that if these four people ate the same way... she might as well lose her appetite now.
"Oh dear, I'm afraid I didn't make that much!" She also knew of Goku's appetite.
Bulma was about to get her self off the ground when her phone went off. She look in her bag. It wasn't there. She got on all fours, originally she was on her knees. She looked under the table. Not there, nor was it under any of the chairs. "Damn." She muttered. She looked all around on the floor crawling everywhere. To the enjoyment of all four of the men, they got to see most of her legs and almost her butt. She sat back. "Dammit! Where did it go?" It stopped for a minute then it started all over again. Now she was getting frantic.
"Here it is." The one with the flame hair said lightly kicking it with his foot. She stopped the phone with her hand and picked it up and pressed the talk button.
"Hello?" She said.
"Hey B! We might run ten twenty minutes late. Ok?" Said 18. "I'm glad you picked up! I was starting to worry!"
Bulma laughed. "No, every things ok now I guess. So ten or twenty minutes? Ok, see you then." She hung up the phone and picked herself up and dusted her clothes off. She looked up to see the quizzical looks of the Saiyan men
"What is that thing?" Said the bald man. Bulma took a step back. She did NOT trust that man.
"It's called a phone. It allows two or three people to talk to each other even though they might not be close." They still looked at her weirdly. "Oh never mind." She took her plate off food and sat at the table and started eating. The Saiyans stared at her and her food. They were starting to get on her nerves. She turned her head sharply. "What?" She snapped at them giving them an evil eye.
"Here lets sit in the living room." He said leading them to a room with large couches, doors what were windows, and a fireplace. Once Bulma was done eating she sat down next to her dad on the light brown leather couch.
"Ok, we have a problem on our planet." Began Braddock. "We are being taken over by an evil person named Frieza. He is trying to take over our planet. He wanted us to hand over the Prince," He pointed to Vegita. "We couldn't do that on the other hand because we knew that he would kill our king then set him up as our new king and rule through Vegita. Or we could some how get Vegita off the planet and have his father rule because we realized that if he killed the king with no real heir present, there would be a mob if Frieza tried to take the throne. He would probably be killed. That's why we are asking for your help. He wanted to know if you could have him here, for a few years, to make sure that we could have a for certain king in a few years."
"Why Earth?" Said Bulma. "We have no spaceships, we aren't in contact with other worlds, most people believe that we are the only people in our universe! But then again some people still think the world is flat." Bulma muttered the last part but the Saiyans still heard it. They started laughing. "What planet are you from exactly?" Demanded Bulma, mad now because she was being laughed at.
"We are from Vegita-sei," Bulma raised an eyebrow. "We are the Saiyans. We are the most feared species in the whole galaxy." Said Braddock proud fully.
{Yeah, what's there to be proud of when your princes and kings name starts with Vegita? And you planet. Your reputation will get you no where here.} Bulma thought, almost saying that out loud, be she knew they would de something.
Her parents and The Man that Looked like Goku (They haven't introduced names yet 'cept veggies) continued to talk when her dad tried to say the mans name when he realized he didn't know it. "I'm sorry, but I don't know your names." Dr. Briefs carefully pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, he was sweating so badly that his glasses were slipping off his nose.
"I'm Braddock, this is Nappa," He pointed to the bald man. "This is Radditz," Pointing to the longhaired man. "And this is Prince Vegita." He pointed to the flame haired boy. "And your names are?"
Dr. Briefs sighed. He was expecting Bone-Crusher, or One-Who-Kills-Easily, he expected Vegita had another meaning besides vegetable on their planet. "This is my wife Bunny," She smiled and waved. "My name is Dr. Briefs, (Er, I don't know his first name) and this is my daughter Bulma." Bulma nodded her head. Suddenly a car horn went off. Bulma stood up with grace.
"I'm going mom." She said grabbing her purse.
"Honey be home by twelve." Her mom said waving.
"Two." Said Bulma facing her mom.
Her mom sighed. They had this argument every time she went out. "One."
"Four."
"Eleven." Bulma thought for a minute.
"Until the club closes." Bulma said. Bunny thought for a minute. {How late can the club go till?} Thought Bunny. "Ok dear. Have fun!"
"Bye mom!" She said with a smile. She went over and pecked her mom and dad on the cheek. She turned around and smirked. She had her parents. Only Vegita caught that smirk and knew that it meant.
{Damn that bitch it good. I bet she has something up her sleeve. I better watch out for her.} He heard the door slam. Next to him Radditz and Nappa were fidgeting. "What is wrong with you to?" He asked.
"We are tired of sitting, at least I know I am." Nappa looked at Braddock. "Sense we play no real important part here, can we step outside?"
Braddock was shocked for a minute. {How dare they.} He thought {but the king isn't here, it doesn't really matter.} "You may go, go out side and spar or something. Just don't destroy anything." He said waving them off. Bunny lead them out the door so they could go spar.
Dr. Briefs almost said something about the gravity room, but decided against it.
Bulma happily skipped to 18's car. She hopped in the back because Krillin was sitting in the front. 17 was sitting in the back with her giving her a leering look. "Like what you see?" She whispered seductively in his ear. He grinned and placed his hand on her knee and slowly brought it up closer to her inner thigh. She pushed his hand off ever so gently. She gave him a look of regret. She got a pleading look.
"We're here!" Said 18 a few minutes later. She knew what happened in the back seat. 17 had wanted to get her in bed with him ever sense he met her. Bulma was smart enough to realize that that wasn't smart. She rejected him every time. Bulma climbed out of the car and onto the pavement. She could feel the vibration of the music through her boots. She was going to love this. (It's about 10 ok?)
Five hours later....
Bulma came home at three in the morning. She was drunk all right, but not drunk enough to realize that her parents would be mad. She thought for a minute. She could take of her boots and tip toe inside, but no, those men are probably still here. They would hear, and probably take advantage of her drunken state. Or she could climb up the wooden ivy supporters that lead to her room. Yeah she could probably do that. She walked to the back of her house. She climbed the wooden ivy supporters and was almost there when she realized there was someone next to her. They weren't in the ivy supporters, no it wouldn't be able to carry that weight. They were flying. She almost let go of her wooden handle bar. She didn't want to see who it was, so she just started climbing again. But her minute hesitation let the person next to her know that she knew.
"Don't be afraid woman, I just wanted to make sure that you weren't a criminal." Her heart almost stopped on her. It was Vegita, Veggie-head. She started climbing again. "Talk to me woman. I order you."
"First of all, you can't order me around. You aren't much here. There are hardly any more royal leaders. They are figures that represent royalty. Like the Queen of England. She is a symbolic meaning. Someone else actually runs the country. You are squat. Most won't believe you when they say that you are a prince. So cut the shit ok? Let me climb this before I fall off." He could smell the alcohol coming off her breath.
"Woman, next time you will call me Prince Vegita," This earned an evil glare from her. "First, second you are very intoxicated. I'm surprised that you had enough senses to go in the back instead of the front. My men would have probably raped you and abused your drunken state." {Yeah yeah vegetable head I know that} Bulma thought. "Thirdly you are going to fall off of that, and I'm going to laugh." He crossed his arms and smirked (6).
"Could you answer me one question?" Said Bulma looking over at him.
"What?" He grunted.
"What time did my parents go to bed?" he was taken back by this question.
"One in the morning I do believe." He was close enough for Bulma to reach out and pat him on the arm.
"Thank you." She continued climbing up aware that he was still flying next to her. Once she reached Her balcony she carefully took off her boots and tossed them on the balcony. She put her right foot on the little piece of pavement that stuck out a little after the railing. She then made sure that she had a good grasp on the railing. Then she brought her left leg on the little lip of pavement. She swung her left leg over the railing, straddling it. Her right leg followed after she made sure that her left was safely on the balcony. She put her boots on humming a tune from earlier. She stood up and smiled at the Saiyan looking at her. "That's why I wear free moving stuff in case you were interested." She walked over to her balcony doors and felt along the side of the window for a button. Once she found it, she pressed it and her doors slowly opened up. She walked in and saw the scowling Saiyan right outside her balcony. She walked back out to the edge. He didn't flinch. "Good night Veg- Prince Vegita." She said with no mocking tone what so ever. She walked back into her room and closed the doors behind her.
The stunned Saiyan just floated there. {What the fuck just happened?} He thought staring at the doors. He flew off, he knew that something like that might not happen again so he better savor it. In her room Bulma had taken off her boots, thrown them next to her bed. She fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
The next morning Bulma woke up at noon with a horrible hang over. She padded down stairs in Soffies and a shirt that almost covered her shorts. She saw her mom frantically cooking for the four Saiyan men, who were waiting very patiently for their food at the table. She saw her mom was making sandwiches, salad, chicken, pasta, fruit salad, stir fry, and lemonade.
"Uh, mom do you need any help?" Said Bulma moving to her mother's side.
"Oh no dear, I don't, thanks for asking. I was wondering if you ever came home last night! I was getting worried!" Her mom said out of breath.
"Oh, I came home at one thirty." She smiled very quickly at Vegita then turned to her mom.
"Excuse me dear." She reached into a drawer and pulled out a spice bottle. She dashed a little into the pan. "Honey you're going to have to make your own lunch."
"Yeah I figured out that much." Bulma said muttering.
"So you came home at one thirty? We went to bed at one. We were getting worried." Bulma looked over at Vegita, he was scowling at her. {That woman is smart.} He thought.
"Hey, the club was nice." She said getting down a bowl and Cheerios. "It was a new club that was just finished two months ago. The did a nice job, I forget the name of it." She poured the cereal in the bowl. She went over to the fridge and got out the milk.
"Bulma doll, can you get can you get me down all of the plates?" Said her mom pulling four very large chickens out of the two ovens.
Bulma momentarily forgot about her cereal, and took out fifteen large ceramic plates five at a time. She looked over at the Saiyans, they were staring at the lovely chickens. Bunny placed a chicken on each of the plates, and Bulma gave one to each of the four men. She and her mom placed the other eleven plates on the table. The feasting began. Bulma watched them, her appetite forgotten. {At least they don't eat like Goku, they have more manners than he does.} She put the milk back in the fridge and the cereal in the bowl back in the box then put the box and bowl away from where she originally found them.
"Bulma aren't you hungry, there is a little food left." Said her mom holding out a plate full of the left over food from the pans and bowls.
"I'm not hungry mom. I'm going to get dressed." She walked back up the stairs. {Ugh, I forgot how watching Goku eat makes me sick. Ugh, I still have a hangover!} She thought getting dizzy now. {Oh well, I'll get dressed then see if that root-beer-float-for-a-remedy-thing works.} She finally reached her door after what seemed like forever. She went to her bathroom and turned on the hot water for a shower. She got undressed and got under the hot water. The water felt good against her skin. It washed away the smell of the sweat from yesterday, the hot water also helped her muscles relax, which she didn't realize they were. {Must be from the tension, stupid Sanyans or whatever. Why did they have to come here?} She turned around so her hair could get wet so she could wash it. {How long is he staying for? A few years? Yeah that sounds about right.} She put her head against the wall, the water still beating on her back. {My mother seems to love cooking for these men. They eat like PIGS!} She imagined four little pink pigs with long brown furry tails, one bald, one with long hair, one with Goku's hair, and one with hair that looked like it was on fire. She imagined that they were eating out of a trough getting slop all over them selves. She couldn't help but chuckle.
Someone knocked on the door. {Hopefully who every it is, will leave me alone.} No such luck. "Bulma darling! Are you ok?" It was her overly peppy mom.
"Yes mother!" She yelled back. "I'm taking a shower!"
"Alright dear, I was just worried because you did eat anything. I'll leave you along now!" She heard the door to her bedroom close. She started washing her hair when she heard another knock.
{Ugh, mom leave me alone.} She thought rinsing the shampoo from her hair." The person knocked again, this time she noticed that it was sharper and louder than anything her mother's knuckles can manage. "What? Who's there? I'm taking a shower! Go away! Come back later!" She shouted. She turned her head to where she knew the door was even though she couldn't see it. The knocking stopped for a minute. She figured the person would talk to her later. She was done rinsing her hair out when the person knocked again. She started putting conditioner in when the person knocked again. She washed out the conditioner, then turned off the water and wrapped a towel around her body. She stepped out of her bathroom, steam escaping, making it look like she had clouds in her room. She looked all over her room, no one was there, but her windows were open. {I thought I closed them last night.} She walked slowly over to the doors, her hair dripping all over the carpet. She walked out to the balcony the wind stirred sending goose bumps all up and down her body, she shivered involuntary making her whole body move. She walked to the railing and looked over. The four men were trying to figure out what the silver dome was doing in the middle of the yard. They were guessing what it did.
"What if it's like, an extra room?" Said Radditz.
"Not connected to the house?" Nappa hit him upside the head. "Maybe it's got something to do with the humans, maybe it's like a human custom!" Nappa said shaking his head. "Weird custom."
Bulma snorted and muttered, "Moron." She shook her head. And said "Morons, so stupid." She said again. This time the prince looked up at Bulma after hearing her say the things she did. Bulma took a step back , and the prince smirked (7). Bulma gave him an evil look and walked back inside. {Well it wasn't any of them. It could have been my mother, but she knew that they were down there, and that I was taking a shower. Who was it then? It could have been Vegita, but I highly doubt that.} She shook her head and went to her drawers. She pulled out a beige bra and a black thong. She walked back in to the bathroom not trusting the open windows. She put her thong on under her towel then put her bra on. She was about to walk out when the lights flickered off and the door locked. She twisted to see what had turned off the lights and locked the door. She walked over to the wall, using her hand she felt for the light switch. She found it and flicked it up. Nothing happened. She tried it again with the same results. She tried for the door to find that a hand had closed in around her mouth to prevent her from screaming.
"Hey Babe, what's up?" Whispered a voice in her ear.
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(....)= My little conversations {....}= Thoughts
Last time.
"We're talking dear, please go back to the house." She was about to walk in the house when she heard the Goku look alike talk.
"You are Dr. Brief's right? We need to talk."
Bulma stopped. She wanted, no had to hear this. She walked back to her parents.
"Bulma I told you to go inside." Her father said.
"No, dad. I'm going to stay here and listen also." She placed one hand on her dad's shoulder; the other went in her mom 's hands.
"What would you like to talk about..."? Her father said showing no visible signs of nervousness in his voice, his body was shaking on the other hand, betraying his voice.
Bulma wanted so badly to hear the conversation when she heard the soft foot falls on the grass on the Cap. Corp. land. She looked back to see Goku heading towards them. She got out of her mom's grasp once again and started running towards him. "Stop Goku, we don't know who these people are. Stay here."
Goku's child like attitude was gone; it was replaced by a look of a stern, stony face of war. "Bulma, you should be inside." He said pushing her towards the house. He walked past her towards the Briefs and the men standing there.
Bulma ran to catch up with Goku. Goku looked over at her. "Bulma go inside. You might be hurt."
"No, I'm staying." She said holding onto Goku's shirt.
When he walked next to the Briefs he looked all of the men over. He noticed that they seem to have a look of shock. He looked over at the one who had hair similar to his. He looked at this man again, and realized, {this man looks exactly like me} He thought. He scowled. Something wasn't right. He raised his ki to let the rest of the gang know. Bulma also being able to recognize ki (My story) hit Goku in the chest with her fist.
"Don't do it Goku." She said through clenched teeth. The four men also took notice of the ki and raised theirs. Oh yeah, the rest of the gang would notice this now. Goku lowered his to almost nothing like before. So did the four men. "Leave Goku."
He looked Bulma in the eyes. "Please go inside. No I will not leave." He said looking back up.
Soon she felt other approaching kis. Soon Yamcha, Krillin, 17, 18 (yes these two know how to fly even if they are human) Tien, and Chao-Tuz (Spell check?) were in the back yard of the Cap. Corp. "Oh brother," She muttered.
Yamcha ran over to her. "Babe, you should be inside." Bulma gave him a disgusted look.
"Yeah, B, go inside." Said 18 walking over to her. Bulma could only stare.
Then Krillin and Tien told her the same. She didn't move. "Babe go inside, we don't know what these people want. Please go inside." Bulma had had it up to her head with 'go inside.'
"HELL FUCKING NO! I'M STAYING RIGHT HERE!" She shouted taking everyone by surprise, including the Saiyans. "THESE... MEN," She said pointing in the general direction on the Saiyans. "ALIENS WHATEVER, CAME TO MY HOUSE LOOKING FOR MY PARENTS! THEY DIDN'T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOU! GET LOST! ALL OF YOU! You especially Yamcha." She said bitterly to Yamcha. She turned around facing the four men, who were in even more shock.
"We mean no harm." Said Braddock gruffly crossing his arms over his chest. "We won't kill them, we won't hurt them. We want to work out a proposition. You can all leave. We mean no harm." He said.
18 looked at Bulma. "Do you still want to go?" 18 said quietly. Bulma shook her head.
"Thirty minutes. I still need to eat." 18 nodded her head then walked a ways then flew into the air.
17 smiled at Bulma noticing her attire. He walked up to her and whispered, "I like the way you look, can't wait to see you at the club." Bulma pushed him away. She was about to kill him. He walked no more then two feet before he started flying into the air. He met up with his sister and they flew off.
Yamcha walked up to Bulma and tired to touch her on her cheek. "Go, now." She muttered as she drew her face back. He scrunched up his face and flew off. Krillin left with no comment, only a shake of his head. Goku stayed, and waited.
"What is it that you would like to talk about?" Said Dr. Briefs.
Braddock snapped out of his inquisitive stare. {What is it with that woman and those men?} He thought shaking his head. "I wanted to propose a truce. I swear no violence."
Bulma looked to Goku. "Do you hear that Goku? You can leave." She said patting him on the arm.
Goku was looking at his look a like. "What is your name?" He said asking Braddock.
"Braddock, who are you?" Braddock already knew the answer to that.
"I'm Son Goku." He said. He was a little unsure about who he was now that these men show up, especially sense one looks like him.
"No you aren't. You are Kakarott. You came to Earth to purge this planet and kill it of all life form. Obviously you didn't." Goku stared at him.
"No, I was born here. My grandfather was Son Gohan."
"What happened to your father?"
"He said he died." Braddock was getting mad, if this was Kakarott, what had they done to him? Brainwash? His tail unfurled itself from around Braddock's armor. It whipped behind him betraying his annoyance with the situation.
Bulma gasped. {He has a tail! Goku used to have a tail!} She looked at Goku; he had a dumbfounded look on his face.
"You have a tail." He said.
"Yes I do. Did you have one?"
"Yes, but it was cut off." Goku said putting his hand over the little stub that was left.
Now it was Braddock's turn to be surprised. "CUT OFF? ARE YOU CRAZY?" He said raising his voice. The three men next to him were stupefied.
"Yeah, supposedly I cause destruction when I have my tail, then look at the moon."
"You can leave now Goku." Said Bulma gently.
"Oh. Wow, you two look so a like! You must be twins!" Said Bunny with a squeal. Bulma looked at her mother with embarrassment.
"Mother!" Hissed Bulma.
Bunny caught on that she said something wrong. "Oh, I'm sorry dear, oh well," She patted her husband on the shoulder. "I must continue finishing the dinner!" She walked back into the house humming a tune.
As if on cue, Goku's stomach rumbled. He smiled his innocent look and said, "Oh yeah, I haven't eaten yet! And Chi's making barbequed ribs!" He said licking his lips. Bulma could have sworn she saw the four men licking their lips, but it could have been her imagination. "See ya later B!" He put his index and middle fingers to his temple and he disappeared.
"How'd he do that!" Said the one with long hair.
"Eh, shall we go inside and discuss this, um, proposition of yours shall we?" He started walking towards the house with Bulma a few feet in front of him. They passed the Gravity Room. Radditz tapped the out side with his knuckles.
"Wonder what they use that for." Said Nappa.
"Who knows?" Said Radditz.
Bulma entered the house and immediately started helping her mom with the food. Once she was done with that she picked up her purse and all of the stuff that fell out. She looked up and noticed that her dad had brought the aliens into the kitchen. She also noticed they eyed the food with a look of longing. Her dad noticed this also.
"Um, are you hungry?" Asked Dr. Briefs. They immediately started shaking their head.
This time it was the one with the flame hair who spoke up. "But it looks like from how much food you made, this would never settle our appetite." He said pointing to the plates that ha enough food on them to make most humans full very fast. Bulma marveled at his voice, it was so deep and enticing. Bulma shook her head.
"That would be more like an appetizer if you're anything like Goku." She shivered. She had seen Goku eating enough times to know that he had no manners and that if these four people ate the same way... she might as well lose her appetite now.
"Oh dear, I'm afraid I didn't make that much!" She also knew of Goku's appetite.
Bulma was about to get her self off the ground when her phone went off. She look in her bag. It wasn't there. She got on all fours, originally she was on her knees. She looked under the table. Not there, nor was it under any of the chairs. "Damn." She muttered. She looked all around on the floor crawling everywhere. To the enjoyment of all four of the men, they got to see most of her legs and almost her butt. She sat back. "Dammit! Where did it go?" It stopped for a minute then it started all over again. Now she was getting frantic.
"Here it is." The one with the flame hair said lightly kicking it with his foot. She stopped the phone with her hand and picked it up and pressed the talk button.
"Hello?" She said.
"Hey B! We might run ten twenty minutes late. Ok?" Said 18. "I'm glad you picked up! I was starting to worry!"
Bulma laughed. "No, every things ok now I guess. So ten or twenty minutes? Ok, see you then." She hung up the phone and picked herself up and dusted her clothes off. She looked up to see the quizzical looks of the Saiyan men
"What is that thing?" Said the bald man. Bulma took a step back. She did NOT trust that man.
"It's called a phone. It allows two or three people to talk to each other even though they might not be close." They still looked at her weirdly. "Oh never mind." She took her plate off food and sat at the table and started eating. The Saiyans stared at her and her food. They were starting to get on her nerves. She turned her head sharply. "What?" She snapped at them giving them an evil eye.
"Here lets sit in the living room." He said leading them to a room with large couches, doors what were windows, and a fireplace. Once Bulma was done eating she sat down next to her dad on the light brown leather couch.
"Ok, we have a problem on our planet." Began Braddock. "We are being taken over by an evil person named Frieza. He is trying to take over our planet. He wanted us to hand over the Prince," He pointed to Vegita. "We couldn't do that on the other hand because we knew that he would kill our king then set him up as our new king and rule through Vegita. Or we could some how get Vegita off the planet and have his father rule because we realized that if he killed the king with no real heir present, there would be a mob if Frieza tried to take the throne. He would probably be killed. That's why we are asking for your help. He wanted to know if you could have him here, for a few years, to make sure that we could have a for certain king in a few years."
"Why Earth?" Said Bulma. "We have no spaceships, we aren't in contact with other worlds, most people believe that we are the only people in our universe! But then again some people still think the world is flat." Bulma muttered the last part but the Saiyans still heard it. They started laughing. "What planet are you from exactly?" Demanded Bulma, mad now because she was being laughed at.
"We are from Vegita-sei," Bulma raised an eyebrow. "We are the Saiyans. We are the most feared species in the whole galaxy." Said Braddock proud fully.
{Yeah, what's there to be proud of when your princes and kings name starts with Vegita? And you planet. Your reputation will get you no where here.} Bulma thought, almost saying that out loud, be she knew they would de something.
Her parents and The Man that Looked like Goku (They haven't introduced names yet 'cept veggies) continued to talk when her dad tried to say the mans name when he realized he didn't know it. "I'm sorry, but I don't know your names." Dr. Briefs carefully pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, he was sweating so badly that his glasses were slipping off his nose.
"I'm Braddock, this is Nappa," He pointed to the bald man. "This is Radditz," Pointing to the longhaired man. "And this is Prince Vegita." He pointed to the flame haired boy. "And your names are?"
Dr. Briefs sighed. He was expecting Bone-Crusher, or One-Who-Kills-Easily, he expected Vegita had another meaning besides vegetable on their planet. "This is my wife Bunny," She smiled and waved. "My name is Dr. Briefs, (Er, I don't know his first name) and this is my daughter Bulma." Bulma nodded her head. Suddenly a car horn went off. Bulma stood up with grace.
"I'm going mom." She said grabbing her purse.
"Honey be home by twelve." Her mom said waving.
"Two." Said Bulma facing her mom.
Her mom sighed. They had this argument every time she went out. "One."
"Four."
"Eleven." Bulma thought for a minute.
"Until the club closes." Bulma said. Bunny thought for a minute. {How late can the club go till?} Thought Bunny. "Ok dear. Have fun!"
"Bye mom!" She said with a smile. She went over and pecked her mom and dad on the cheek. She turned around and smirked. She had her parents. Only Vegita caught that smirk and knew that it meant.
{Damn that bitch it good. I bet she has something up her sleeve. I better watch out for her.} He heard the door slam. Next to him Radditz and Nappa were fidgeting. "What is wrong with you to?" He asked.
"We are tired of sitting, at least I know I am." Nappa looked at Braddock. "Sense we play no real important part here, can we step outside?"
Braddock was shocked for a minute. {How dare they.} He thought {but the king isn't here, it doesn't really matter.} "You may go, go out side and spar or something. Just don't destroy anything." He said waving them off. Bunny lead them out the door so they could go spar.
Dr. Briefs almost said something about the gravity room, but decided against it.
Bulma happily skipped to 18's car. She hopped in the back because Krillin was sitting in the front. 17 was sitting in the back with her giving her a leering look. "Like what you see?" She whispered seductively in his ear. He grinned and placed his hand on her knee and slowly brought it up closer to her inner thigh. She pushed his hand off ever so gently. She gave him a look of regret. She got a pleading look.
"We're here!" Said 18 a few minutes later. She knew what happened in the back seat. 17 had wanted to get her in bed with him ever sense he met her. Bulma was smart enough to realize that that wasn't smart. She rejected him every time. Bulma climbed out of the car and onto the pavement. She could feel the vibration of the music through her boots. She was going to love this. (It's about 10 ok?)
Five hours later....
Bulma came home at three in the morning. She was drunk all right, but not drunk enough to realize that her parents would be mad. She thought for a minute. She could take of her boots and tip toe inside, but no, those men are probably still here. They would hear, and probably take advantage of her drunken state. Or she could climb up the wooden ivy supporters that lead to her room. Yeah she could probably do that. She walked to the back of her house. She climbed the wooden ivy supporters and was almost there when she realized there was someone next to her. They weren't in the ivy supporters, no it wouldn't be able to carry that weight. They were flying. She almost let go of her wooden handle bar. She didn't want to see who it was, so she just started climbing again. But her minute hesitation let the person next to her know that she knew.
"Don't be afraid woman, I just wanted to make sure that you weren't a criminal." Her heart almost stopped on her. It was Vegita, Veggie-head. She started climbing again. "Talk to me woman. I order you."
"First of all, you can't order me around. You aren't much here. There are hardly any more royal leaders. They are figures that represent royalty. Like the Queen of England. She is a symbolic meaning. Someone else actually runs the country. You are squat. Most won't believe you when they say that you are a prince. So cut the shit ok? Let me climb this before I fall off." He could smell the alcohol coming off her breath.
"Woman, next time you will call me Prince Vegita," This earned an evil glare from her. "First, second you are very intoxicated. I'm surprised that you had enough senses to go in the back instead of the front. My men would have probably raped you and abused your drunken state." {Yeah yeah vegetable head I know that} Bulma thought. "Thirdly you are going to fall off of that, and I'm going to laugh." He crossed his arms and smirked (6).
"Could you answer me one question?" Said Bulma looking over at him.
"What?" He grunted.
"What time did my parents go to bed?" he was taken back by this question.
"One in the morning I do believe." He was close enough for Bulma to reach out and pat him on the arm.
"Thank you." She continued climbing up aware that he was still flying next to her. Once she reached Her balcony she carefully took off her boots and tossed them on the balcony. She put her right foot on the little piece of pavement that stuck out a little after the railing. She then made sure that she had a good grasp on the railing. Then she brought her left leg on the little lip of pavement. She swung her left leg over the railing, straddling it. Her right leg followed after she made sure that her left was safely on the balcony. She put her boots on humming a tune from earlier. She stood up and smiled at the Saiyan looking at her. "That's why I wear free moving stuff in case you were interested." She walked over to her balcony doors and felt along the side of the window for a button. Once she found it, she pressed it and her doors slowly opened up. She walked in and saw the scowling Saiyan right outside her balcony. She walked back out to the edge. He didn't flinch. "Good night Veg- Prince Vegita." She said with no mocking tone what so ever. She walked back into her room and closed the doors behind her.
The stunned Saiyan just floated there. {What the fuck just happened?} He thought staring at the doors. He flew off, he knew that something like that might not happen again so he better savor it. In her room Bulma had taken off her boots, thrown them next to her bed. She fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
The next morning Bulma woke up at noon with a horrible hang over. She padded down stairs in Soffies and a shirt that almost covered her shorts. She saw her mom frantically cooking for the four Saiyan men, who were waiting very patiently for their food at the table. She saw her mom was making sandwiches, salad, chicken, pasta, fruit salad, stir fry, and lemonade.
"Uh, mom do you need any help?" Said Bulma moving to her mother's side.
"Oh no dear, I don't, thanks for asking. I was wondering if you ever came home last night! I was getting worried!" Her mom said out of breath.
"Oh, I came home at one thirty." She smiled very quickly at Vegita then turned to her mom.
"Excuse me dear." She reached into a drawer and pulled out a spice bottle. She dashed a little into the pan. "Honey you're going to have to make your own lunch."
"Yeah I figured out that much." Bulma said muttering.
"So you came home at one thirty? We went to bed at one. We were getting worried." Bulma looked over at Vegita, he was scowling at her. {That woman is smart.} He thought.
"Hey, the club was nice." She said getting down a bowl and Cheerios. "It was a new club that was just finished two months ago. The did a nice job, I forget the name of it." She poured the cereal in the bowl. She went over to the fridge and got out the milk.
"Bulma doll, can you get can you get me down all of the plates?" Said her mom pulling four very large chickens out of the two ovens.
Bulma momentarily forgot about her cereal, and took out fifteen large ceramic plates five at a time. She looked over at the Saiyans, they were staring at the lovely chickens. Bunny placed a chicken on each of the plates, and Bulma gave one to each of the four men. She and her mom placed the other eleven plates on the table. The feasting began. Bulma watched them, her appetite forgotten. {At least they don't eat like Goku, they have more manners than he does.} She put the milk back in the fridge and the cereal in the bowl back in the box then put the box and bowl away from where she originally found them.
"Bulma aren't you hungry, there is a little food left." Said her mom holding out a plate full of the left over food from the pans and bowls.
"I'm not hungry mom. I'm going to get dressed." She walked back up the stairs. {Ugh, I forgot how watching Goku eat makes me sick. Ugh, I still have a hangover!} She thought getting dizzy now. {Oh well, I'll get dressed then see if that root-beer-float-for-a-remedy-thing works.} She finally reached her door after what seemed like forever. She went to her bathroom and turned on the hot water for a shower. She got undressed and got under the hot water. The water felt good against her skin. It washed away the smell of the sweat from yesterday, the hot water also helped her muscles relax, which she didn't realize they were. {Must be from the tension, stupid Sanyans or whatever. Why did they have to come here?} She turned around so her hair could get wet so she could wash it. {How long is he staying for? A few years? Yeah that sounds about right.} She put her head against the wall, the water still beating on her back. {My mother seems to love cooking for these men. They eat like PIGS!} She imagined four little pink pigs with long brown furry tails, one bald, one with long hair, one with Goku's hair, and one with hair that looked like it was on fire. She imagined that they were eating out of a trough getting slop all over them selves. She couldn't help but chuckle.
Someone knocked on the door. {Hopefully who every it is, will leave me alone.} No such luck. "Bulma darling! Are you ok?" It was her overly peppy mom.
"Yes mother!" She yelled back. "I'm taking a shower!"
"Alright dear, I was just worried because you did eat anything. I'll leave you along now!" She heard the door to her bedroom close. She started washing her hair when she heard another knock.
{Ugh, mom leave me alone.} She thought rinsing the shampoo from her hair." The person knocked again, this time she noticed that it was sharper and louder than anything her mother's knuckles can manage. "What? Who's there? I'm taking a shower! Go away! Come back later!" She shouted. She turned her head to where she knew the door was even though she couldn't see it. The knocking stopped for a minute. She figured the person would talk to her later. She was done rinsing her hair out when the person knocked again. She started putting conditioner in when the person knocked again. She washed out the conditioner, then turned off the water and wrapped a towel around her body. She stepped out of her bathroom, steam escaping, making it look like she had clouds in her room. She looked all over her room, no one was there, but her windows were open. {I thought I closed them last night.} She walked slowly over to the doors, her hair dripping all over the carpet. She walked out to the balcony the wind stirred sending goose bumps all up and down her body, she shivered involuntary making her whole body move. She walked to the railing and looked over. The four men were trying to figure out what the silver dome was doing in the middle of the yard. They were guessing what it did.
"What if it's like, an extra room?" Said Radditz.
"Not connected to the house?" Nappa hit him upside the head. "Maybe it's got something to do with the humans, maybe it's like a human custom!" Nappa said shaking his head. "Weird custom."
Bulma snorted and muttered, "Moron." She shook her head. And said "Morons, so stupid." She said again. This time the prince looked up at Bulma after hearing her say the things she did. Bulma took a step back , and the prince smirked (7). Bulma gave him an evil look and walked back inside. {Well it wasn't any of them. It could have been my mother, but she knew that they were down there, and that I was taking a shower. Who was it then? It could have been Vegita, but I highly doubt that.} She shook her head and went to her drawers. She pulled out a beige bra and a black thong. She walked back in to the bathroom not trusting the open windows. She put her thong on under her towel then put her bra on. She was about to walk out when the lights flickered off and the door locked. She twisted to see what had turned off the lights and locked the door. She walked over to the wall, using her hand she felt for the light switch. She found it and flicked it up. Nothing happened. She tried it again with the same results. She tried for the door to find that a hand had closed in around her mouth to prevent her from screaming.
"Hey Babe, what's up?" Whispered a voice in her ear.
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