Chapter the thirteenth
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They finally reached the swinging ship. "Golly, Vegeta, that looks like enough to make someone throw up!!" Bulma said. Vegeta looked at it and licked his lips. "Yeah! Doesen't it look fun?" He said. Bulma slapped her head. "Well I'm not going to be the one to ride it with you, Vegeta." She said. Vegeta stared down at Krillin pleadengly. "Not me either." He said. #18 tapped him on the shoulder, and he turned around. "I will because these wimps will not." She said. Bulma and Krillin stared at her with anger in their eyes. "Hokay!!" Vegeta said. "Let's go!!" As he and #18 were walking off, Vegeta felt Bulma pinch his @$$. He jumped. "Hey!!" He said, whirling around. "I'll ride it with both of you." She said. "But I don't think Krillin's tall enough." Krillin looked sad. "That didn't mean you had to grab my @$$." Vegeta grumbled. Bulma and Vegeta held hands as they walked tworeds the ship with #18. They got in the line. "Man, is this line a long one." Bulma said. She was already beginning to complain. "Jus' be quiet." Vegeta said. He watched #18 fiddle with her ponytail to make it tighter. A guy walked up to her. "Hey babe! Wanna go and get something to drink?" The guy asked. #18 smacked him into the bars and Vegeta laughed. But Bulma wasen't. "Oh, how I wish I still looked like that..." She said. Vegeta rubbed her back. "To me you do." He said. Bulma got a little bit more nervous as they let more people board the ship. Vegeta felt her shaking. "Are you really that scared? You don't hafta ride it with us!!" He said. Bulma patted his stomach. "I'd LOVE to ride it with you. I know you'd never let anything happen to me." She said. #18 walked up a bit closer to break their mushyness. "We'll be getting on next. Are you sure about this, Bulma?" She asked. Bulma nodded. "Yeah. Pretty sure. I'm not a chicken like your husband over there." #18 glanced over at Krillin. He was patiently waiting on a bench. After about 15 minutes, it was their turn to board. They unluckily got a seat at the front, but they all three got in a row together with Vegeta in the middle. Bulma was gripping Veggie's arm so hard with her fingernails that it was drawing blood. "D@mn you, woman!! Stop that!!" He said, slapping her hand off. Bulma was sad. "I'm worried!!!!!" She said. Vegeta hushed her with a small kick. "It's just a big old swing you chicken!!" He said. "You should never have gotten nervous about me riding it with another woman and wanting to ride." Bulma frowned. "That is NOT the reason I wanted to ride it!!" She exclaimed. Vegeta looked at her funnily. "Oh yeah? Then what is?" He said. Bulma was quiet for a second. "I don't know." She said. She leaned her head up against his strong arm as it started to slowley swing. She jerked her head up and swung her arms around Vegeta's neck. "Oh Vegeta!! I'm scared!!" She said. Vegeta patted her on the back while he smiled at #18, who was hysterically laughing at Bulma. "Bulma, you live with a man who fights MONSTERS and you're scared of roller coasters?" #18 asked. Bulma stuck her tounge out at #18 as she hugged Vegeta tighter. Vegeta was almost being strangled. "You're hurting poor Vegeta!!" #18 said. Bulma loosened her grip just a little bit.
After the ride Bulma's hair was everywhere and she was jumping at shadows. "Oh my gosh... What happened to her?" Said Krillin. Vegeta sat Bulma down on the bench. "One guess." he said. He patted Bulma on the back. "It's O.K! We're off the stupid ride now." He said. She shook her head. "I know! But now I feel like I'm walking on air." She said. Vegeta stood up and looked around, and came into view with the sombrero. "Oh, look! The hat that swirls around!!" He said. "I wanta ride that!!" Bulma rolled her eyes. "But Vegeta honey, you'll get one heck of a stomach ache! Remember that time we came up here before and you threw up for hours?" She said. Vegeta shrugged and tugged on #18's pretty arm. "Please come ride it with me!!" He pleaded. She looked at the ride and saw how scary it looked, but then she looked into Vegeta's handsome face and coulden't say no. "Oh, Okay." She said. Vegeta cheered. "Now Bulma, I don't want you to ride this one O.K? I don't want you to be sick to your stomach." said Vegeta. Bulma slowley nodded. "OK...." She said. Vegeta looked at Krillin. "Are you coming?" He asked. Krillin went and sat back on the bench. "I think I'll just sit right here." He said. Vegeta and #18 walked tworeds the sombrero. Bulma sat down by wussy Krillin. "Your a wuss." She said. Krillin was sad.
After Vegeta and #18 got off the hat they were both green in the face. "Oh man.." Vegeta said. " I think my breakfast is about to come up my throat." Bulma scowled. "We really didn't want to hear that. Now come on and let's find the rides that I will ride." She said. Vegeta knew that the translation of that was the 'wuss rides'. "But those are stupid rides and you always ask me to ride them with you!!" He said. Bulma knew that this was true. "So what?" She said. #18 walked over. "Maybe I can go with Bulma and you and Krillin can walk around here and ride things?" She said. Vegeta shook his head and grabbed Bulma's arm. "I'm staying with Bulma!!" He said. Bulma smiled and petted his head. "Such a LOYAL Veggie." She said affectionatly. #18 rolled her eyes. "O.K, whatever. Let's all go to the Mini Mine Train because I know that Bulma will ride that." She said. "But that ride gets boring the thousanth time you ride it!!" Bulma said, scratching Vegeta behind his right ear in that really annoying place. Vegeta jerked his head away, irratated. "So! I like it!!" He said. He began to walk tworeds it. "You can stay here with them if you want but I'm going." He said. Bulma ran after him and grabbed his shoulder. "O.K. I'll ride it with you." She said. #18 caught up with them, while Krillin went off the ride other things because I hate writing about him so much.
"That was sure boring." said Bulma. Vegeta clapped his hands. "I liked it!!" He said. He noticed his tummy was sort of starting to hurt from either the sombrero or the rough ways of the Mini Mine Trains. He ignored it, though, because he wanted to have fun. Either his stomach was upset, or he was hungrey. "I'm a little bit hungrey." He said. "Perhaps we could get something to eat?" Bulma and #18 agreed so they went to the Hot Dog place not far from the Mini Mine Train. Vegeta got his hot dog and started to eat it. It wasen't settling his stomach down. "#18, did that sombrero make your stomach hurt at all?" He asked. #18 tightened her pony tail. "No. Why?" She asked. Vegeta gulped down a bite of the delicious hot dog. "Because...I just thought that I didn't want to make you uncomfortable." He lied. Bulma decided to break up this moment. "Are you done yet?" She asked him. Vegeta threw in the last bite and took a drink of Coke. "Now I am." He said. They sat down and talked a little bit, and Vegeta was glad. He went into the men's room and splashed water in his flushed face. "She warned me." He said to himself. "She warned me, and I didn't listen, so now I'm going to pay the price." He wiped his forehead with the rag and walked back out to his wife and #18. "O.K." He said. He was startled when Bulma came up to him and wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him, pressing her cheek into his strong and muscular chest. "Are you Okay? You look red in the face!!!" She said. Vegeta hugged her back with all his might. "Of course I'm Okay!! I'm as happy as a clam!!" He said. Bulma lifted his shirt up and pressed her cheek against his stomach. "You don't feel hot..that's good." She said. Vegeta pushed her head off of him. "Let's go." He said, almost grumbling. They began to go to the Runaway Mine Train, which Vegeta liked because of the little museum. The only problem was the tree right by the ride. It let off these annoying little fuzzy things that made you itch and made bumps come up all over you. #18 was having a fit. "Great. My scratching will tear up my skin." She said. "Let's just skip this ride!!" Vegeta looked at the ground. "But I like it......" He said. #18 shrugged. "Who cares? I'm not ruining my skin just to ride a stupid RIDE!!" She said. She grabbed Bulma's hand and yanked her with her, and Vegeta followed. "You won't let me ride it!!!" He said. A shoot of pain in his stomach made him gasp and grab it. "Are you Okay?" Bulma said. Vegeta nodded. "Yeah! Sure! I don't know what came over me. But I'm CERTAINLY not going to throw up!!" said Vegeta. Bulma slowley nodded. "Uh...O.K..." She said. "I didn't say you were GOING to." Vegeta had a comeback but saved it for later. "What do you want to ride?" He asked. Bulma pointed at the carosel. "That!!" She said. Vegeta glanced up at what she was pointing to. "That? But it's so BORING!! It's just something twirling around in endless circles!!" He said. Bulma and #18 made a puppy dog face at him so he decided they could. They didn't hafta wait in line very long because so many people could ride it at once. Vegeta hiked his leg up and attempted to jump on a grey one that was cranked all the way up, but he fell on his @$$ because he was so short. Everyone laughed at him. "OH, shut up." He said. He jumped, but still coulden't get on. A really nice man gave him a boost but Vegeta wasen't quite sure it was out of courtesy..the man looked gay and might have just wanted to take a further look at his butt. it was a nice butt. When it started Vegeta was throughly bored. "HmmmmmmmmHmmmmHmmm..." He hummed. Then he realized that the turning of the ride was upsetting his stomach even more. He grasped the bar as tight as he could and closed his eyes so he woulden't hafta look at the twirling around him. When it finally stopped he toppled off the top of the horse and plopped on his side onto the wooden floor of the carosel. "Vegeta!!" Bulma said, jumping off her horse and running over to him. Vegeta had already sat up and was dusting himself off. "I'm O.K." He said. "I had my eyes closed and I leaned to the side, and then I fell." #18 walked over casually. "Hurry up and come on. Their's freakin men staring at me and I want to get away." She said. "Let's go ride the Roaring Rapids." Vegeta stood up and strode on with Bulma and #18, trying to ignore his churning stomach.
"Here we are!!" said #18. Vegeta was releived when he looked up and saw the big sign that said 'Roaring Rapids' engraved in the rocks. "Yes." He breathed, placing his hands on his knees and panting. Bulma placed a hand on his shoulder. "You Okay?" She asked. Vegeta looked up. "YES. Do you know how long we had to walk without a break, though?" He said. He would tell her that his stomach hurt when they left, but not now because he didn't want to ruin her and #18's fun. He had decided that he'd ride no more spinning rides until it settled down. "This ride isn't really...rough, is it?" He asked. #18 looked at Vegeta like he was crazy. "You LOVE rough rides!!" She said. "Oh yeah." Vegeta mumbled. He left it at that as he followed them to wait in line. He groaned when he saw how long the line was. "I want to sit down!!" He said. He grabbed Bulma's arm and wiped his sweat off on the sleeve. "Ew, Vegeta!!!" She said. Vegeta got sad when she smacked him really hard. He almost cried. Bulma saw the sad look in his eyes. "Ooohh.." She said. Vegeta crossed his arms and pooched his lips out. "I wanna go home." He said. "You keep hurting me!!" Bulma bent his finger back. "Be quiet." She said. Vegeta screeched and then left it at that for about 5 minutes.
5 minutes later he was leaning into Bulma and whining. "It's hot and I need to sit down!!" He said. He whined a little bit more. Bulma grabbed him around the waist and rubbed his stomach, which felt really good considering how bad it was hurting him. He wished she'd do it forever, but a minute later she was pushing him into the raling. "You're knocking me down." She said. #18 was laughing at Vegeta's antics. "It's not funny!!" He said. He leaned over the rail and looked at all the trash people had dropped down because they were slobs until they finally got to board a raft. "OOH! Yay!!" Vegeta said, running and sitting down. Bulma sat on one side of Vegeta and #18 sat on the other side of him. When they man came to check if #18's seat belt was tight enough she noticed he was being a little indecent so she smacked him. But it was just her luck that a pervertive man was sitting RIGHT next to her. "Hello!!" He said to her. #18 mumbled an unhappy 'hello' back at the man, but kept her head down and looked at her perfectly formed legs. The man was looking down the top of her halter bra, though. #18 looked up at the man and he snapped his head away. The man then turned his head casually back to her face. "Did you know that you're VERRY pretty?" He said. "Thank you." said #18, then turned her head to say something to Vegeta. As she was doing this she felt the man yank her ponytail playfully and he got on her last nerve. She whipped around and smacked him. "Leave me alone, you pervert!!" She shouted. The man realized she had made his face bleed from the force of her slap. They finally started up the ride, to Vegeta's delight. "WEEEE!!" He said, as they floated down the river. As they went down a rapid Vegeta got splashed all down his back, and the water was freezing. "BRRR...." He said, his hair standing up. Bulma had gotten a fair dose of the water too. "I hate the tempurature they have the WATER!!" She said, as she was splashed all over the face and on her shirt. She felt her shoes grow mushy on the insides from the water getting in them. She was getting the most wet out of anyone in the entire raft and she didn't like it. It was rather boring for #18. She was barely getting anything, until a waterjet got her right in her back. Then she decided she didn't WANT to be wet anymore. The man next to her was looking at her chest and seeing if the water had made her white halter bra seethrough. The man had no luck.
After the ride, Vegeta, Bulma and #18's shoes were all soggy. "We should have waited..." #18 said. "Now our feet will hurt." Vegeta was hovering a little but just so his feet were still touching the ground but he was releiving the pressure off of them. "Don't rub it in that you can fly." Bulma said, smacking him. Vegeta pouted. "What do we do next?" He said. Bulma pulled out the map. "UH....Let's do the spinning thing. The scrambler, I think it's called." She said. Vegeta's eyes widened. "No!! No No No No NO!!" He said. Bulma and #18 stared at his face. "Vegeta....you love that ride." Bulma said. Vegeta nodded. "I know I do but.....I just...I'm hungrey and I want to eat something first!!!" He said. He knew this excuse most likely woulden't work because he had just eaten a hot dog not an hour ago. "You just ate!!" #18 said. Vegeta looked at the ground. "But I'm HUNGREY." He said. "So hungrey. So hungrey I could keel over and die." "You keep on eating like that and your going to be fat." said Bulma. Vegeta shook his head and pouted out his bottom lip. "Will not." He said. "Yes you will! You're already getting there!!!!" Bulma said, poking him in the stomach. He giggled and doubled up, but after a second or so he felt throw up surge to the top of his throat. He stayed doubled up and his face turned white. He puffed out his cheeks to try to hold it in. "Veggie? Are you O.K?" Bulma asked, running over to aid to him. Vegeta groaned, and managed to swallow it all down before it came up. "Yes...I'm OK." He said in a weak voice. "What happened?" Bulma asked. "Did I hurt you! I'm sorry!!" She said. Vegeta shook his head. "You didn't do a thing! I'm just so....HUNGREY that when you poked me in the stomach so hard, it almost made me throw up." He said. #18 came running back with a funnel cake. "Here! Eat this!!" She said. Vegeta sat down and thanked her, then put it on the table. He dug a fork into it and took a bite. "MM!! This is so good! It sure is releiving my hunger!!" He said, staring nervously at The Scrambler.
He started to eat as slowley as he possibly could. "Eat faster so we can ride that!!" Bulma said. Vegeta shoved a huge handful in his mouth. Bulma and #18 sat down by him, getting rather bored that he woulden't eat fast. "vegeta, hurry!" Bulma said. Vegeta went as slow as ever. "Well, we're getting up and riding it, Vegeta. It's your loss." Bulma said. She patted his head and walked off, with #18 close behind her. Vegeta stared after them and grinned. "So you think it's MY LOSS." He said. He took another big bite of it, and almost threw up.
"That was so fun Vegeta! You should have came!!" Bulma said. By now Vegeta was licking the pan of his funnel cake. "That was yummy." He said. "Now let's go into a store or something that's air conditioned. It's soooo HOT out here!!" He took Bulma's hand and led her and #18 into the 'Indian Trading Post', which is my favorite store out there. There was a big old hairy bear in there. "AHH!!" #18 said, and hid behind Vegeta. "It's not real. It's stuffed. The only time it's only it's ever been real is when I got high on a bong out here. But then I was in jail for 2 hours, until I got sober enough to get enough sense to break out." He said. #18 backed away from him and fell into the model canoe, which held stuffed animals and things. Vegeta picked up a tomahawk. "What is this?" He asked Bulma."It's a tomahawk." She said. "They used them to kill people." It was a blade on a stick with feathers on it. Almost everything IN the store was covered in colorful feathers!! Even the CLOTHES were covered in feathers!! #18 was looking at the earrings. "These are the ugliest things that I've ever seen! The colors are hanus!!" She said, making a discusted face. Vegeta walked over. "Oh, well that's just too BAD. Apparently the Indians didn't have the same kind of taste that you do." He said. He banged on the drum once with his fist, and accidently ripped the top. He hid it. Bulma was looking at the shirts. "These are so stupid looking. They all have funny designs on them." She said. Vegeta walked over to Bulma and wrapped his arms around her, resting his chin on her shoulder. His stomach churned in protest of him walking over there so fast. "I like that one. I like the strings on it." He said, pointing to a little dress that looked like somebody made it in the dark. Bulma laughed. "YOU like THAT? That's the ugliest dress I've ever seen!!" She said. Vegeta released her and walked over to the tree stump thing the bear was in the middle of, sitting on it while he watched the two women shop around. #18 walked over to him and sat by him while they watched Bulma explore the shop. "Is something wrong with you? You normally NEVER wonder off by yourself in a shop. You always stay with Bulma so you can whine that you want to leave!! Do you not feel good or something? Tell me the TRUTH." She said. Vegeta looked at her.
"No. There's nothing wrong. It's just so hot out there..." He said. #18 smacked him in the face, surprising him. He rubbed his cheek. "What was that for?" He asked. He felt like punching her to the moon. "THAT was for using the same excuse again! I know you're not acting like yourself and I'd like to know why!!" She said. Vegeta wasen't going to say anything, but then a pain ripped through his stomach and made him bend over in surprise. He gasped in pain. A tear rolled down his adorable cheek. "Vegeta?" #18 said. Vegeta sat back upright and wiped the tear off with his thumb. "My tummy hurts." He said. #18 shrugged. "Your tummy hurts? Well, like, how?" She asked. Vegeta jabbed himself in the stomach. "Right here. It's a pukey feeling." He said. #18 held up a finger and started to dig through her purse that she had brought into the park. She threw a bunch of useless junk onto the floor and then finally came up with some pepto. "Was' that? Is' pink." said Vegeta. #18 began to pour some into a little medicene squeezer. "And that's for babies!!" Vegeta complained. "I know that, but it's all I have!!" #18 said in irratance. She filled it up to the very top and then closed up the Pepto bottle. "I don't want to drink that pink ooze! Don't you have some Milanta or something?" He asked. But before he could say another word she jammed the squeezer into his mouth and squeezed it in. Vegeta gagged, and the throw-up threatened to spill out right then and there. He grabbed his stomach and groaned. "OOH, that's the nastiest tasting stuff ever!!!!!" He said. #18 laughed. "Well, that's one of Krillin's rules. Never tell me when something's wrong because I have too much motherly instinct from raising Maron." She said. Her and Vegeta talked for awhile, and Bulma came back. "I'm back." She said. "Hello Bulma. Vegeta said his-" #18 began. But before she could finish Vegeta clapped a manly hand over her mouth. "What did you say, Vegeta?" Bulma asked. Vegeta shrugged. "Nothing. It's all better now." He lied. He didn't figure it would get any better until he threw up. They walked outside, and Vegeta immedeantly began to sweat again. "I wanna go and see the magic show!!" said Vegeta. Bulma nodded. "That's a good idea, sweetheart! Sure, we can go see the magic show." She said. They walked the long distance to the magic show place and began to wait for the doors to open. They waited on the flower bed by the tree. "How long is this going to take?" Vegeta asked. He was laying down on the edge of it, with his eyes open into slits. Bulma was doodling in her notepad with her pen that had the feathers at the top. Vegeta liked to sneak up on her and make her sneeze with it when she was trying to write something very important, or when she made him mad he'd pluck on of the little feathers out. She was down to three. "Be quiet vegeta. I'm drawing you a picture." Bulma said. She continued to draw with it, and she shook it out. Vegeta noticed #18 taking pictures with the camera that was strung about her neck. "What are you drawing me?" Vegeta asked. Bulma showed him. She was drawing him a lizard.
Vegeta had been waiting just about 15 minutes. His stomach was calming down just a little bit but when he tried to sit up, pain would roar through it again and he'd hafta lay down. Once he had even conked his poor little head. "Vegeta, this is boring. Please let us go do something else?!" Bulma said. Vegeta kicked his feet in a babiyish way. "No! I wanna see the magic show!!" He said. Bulma pulled on his muscular arm. "Come on!!" She said. She almost jerked him off the edge. "Stop it, please!" Vegeta said. "You're hurting me!!" Not only was she taking his arm out of socket, but she was also making his stomach hurt even worse. He groaned. "PLEASE!!" He yelled. #18 looked over and saw him wailing while Bulma pulled on his arm."Stop it Bulma!" She said, understanding that it was making Vegeta's stomach hurt more. Bulma stopped and looked up. "But I'm tired of waiting and he just wants to wait and wait and wait!!!" She said. Vegeta slowley began to sit up and Bulma saw his red and flushed face, and noticed his eyelids were drooped. "Hot..." He said. He hugged his arms to his stomach and groaned. "Uh...Vegeta...Is something wrong?" Bulma asked. Vegeta nodded. "Yes...something IS wrong. I need air conditioning!!" He said. Bulma grabbed him under the armpits and attempted to yank him up. "Come ON!!" She said. "We've got to go!! We'll go sit in a resturant or something while you cool down and then we'll go ride the Flashback! Just get up!!" She yanked him again, but he still didn't get up. Bulma could feel wetness under his arms where he had been sweating. "Ew." She said, wiping her hands on her dress. "Don't make him get up." said #18. "I'm sure something isn't right." Vegeta stared up at her and glared. "Ok, Bulma. Let's go sit in a resturant." He said with a smirk. Bulma smiled, and they all three walked into a cafe.
"We've been sitting here for 30 minutes, Vegeta. Let's leave." said Bulma. Vegeta was stuffing his face. "Hang on." He said. His tummy was hurting even worse, so he was gorging himself. #18 kept sneaking Pepto Bismol into his drink, and Vegeta knew. But he was taking it anyway. He took a long drink of water. "Hokay." He said. Bulma walked up behind him and placed her hands on his broad shoulders. "Are you sure you're O.K, Veggie?" She asked. "You look so flushed and you've been acting strangely, as if it hurts to walk." Vegeta leaned his head back to look her in the face. "Yes. I'm OK. I'm better than O.K. I feel like a new man." He said. Bulma smiled, and rubbed his neck with one of her hands. She felt all the sweat on it. Vegeta saw the look on her face. "What?" He said. "You sure are sweating A LOT." Bulma said. She wiped it off his hair line and wiped it on his tanktop. Then she grabbed a napkin and wiped it off his face, out from under his chin, off his neck, off his chest and off his tummy. "You can do it under your arms by yourself." She said. Vegeta did. "That's discusting. I almost filled up the entire napkin." He said. He threw it behind himself. "Can we go now? I'm getting kind of bored." said #18. Vegeta stood up. "Okay. We can go and ride the Flashback." He said. So They walked out of the resturant, where Vegeta noticed the heat had gotten worse. "Of all the days that we could have decided to go to Six Flags...We had to pick this one." He said. He slouched over as they walked across the park and to the Flashback. "Are you going to ride, Vegeta?" Bulma asked. #18 immedeantly clapped a hand on his shoulder. "No, I think me and Vegeta should stay behind and talk about something." She said. Vegeta frowned back at her. "Like WHAT?" He said. She growled at him. "Oh! Yeah! Heh Heh! I forgot! So BULMA, you better just ride it by yourself, uh huh?" He said. A sad look crossed Bulma's face. "But I wanted you both to ride it with me! It would be fun!!!!!" She said. Vegeta shrugged. "Well that's just too BAD." He said. Bulma sighed. "Oh, fine." She said. Vegeta sat down with #18. "OK, chick, you just almost made my wife cry right in front of me! What is your deal?!" He said. She rolled her eyes. "As if you don't know? I don't want you to puke all over her and the rest of the passengers on the roller coaster." She said. Vegeta imagined that and it wasen't very pretty. "Uh...there's a point. But I'll bet I just need some........snuggling." He said. "I think you might know what I mean. If you don't, you have issues." #18 definintly knew what he meant. There was no doubt in her mind. "Oh. Well, I'd be careful..." She said. "What if one day, in the middle of your big climax, you lose your lunch all over Bulma?" Vegeta laughed. "She'd just nag me to clean it up." He said. "Krillin would say the same." #18 responded. They waited and talked about 15 minutes until Bulma came back, looking green in the face. "That was scary." She said. Vegeta laughed at the look on her face.
Later, they were coming home from Six Flags in Thundercloud. Krillin and #18 were in the back, and were going to spend the night in one of the guest bedrooms of Capsule Corporation. "Vegeta, I'm mad at you." Bulma said. Vegeta gaped at her. "Mad at me? Why?" He asked. He had almost lost his lunch about 3 times in the car. "Well because you woulden't ride anything with me and #18! You made the day completley and utterly BORING!!! Am I right, #18?" Bulma said. ##18 vigourously nodded. "Hey!" Vegeta said. "Don't be mad, though, because tonight we can snuggle." Vegeta said. Everything was quiet in the car for a minute. "I don't know. You haven't been acting like you want to ride anything- and snuggling is more........jerky than any ride I've ever ridden." Bulma said finally. There was silence again except for Krillin's laughing at her statement. "Shuddap." Vegeta said. Krillin was scared of Veggie, so he obeyed. "When we go home, we're snuggling and that's final." said Vegeta. They pulled up in their driveway. #18 staggered out of the car followed by Krillin. They had gotten drunk on the way back from Six Flags. "Bra won't be too happy about you guys staying because she's found a new boyfriend in Chi, and she might want some time alone with him." Bulma said. Her and Vegeta got out of the car and stormed into the house. The house looked perfect; not a thing disturbed. "Hm. That's unusual considering BRA was here." Vegeta said. He walked into her room and found her asleep on her bed, with Chi of course. He would make Chi go home the following morning. Then he would tell Rasmas what he had been doing. "She's asleep with HIM." Vegeta told Bulma. Bulma laughed and excused it as Poo Poo. "She's 14 years old. Give her some room." She said. But 14 is WAY too young to be screwing around in MY book. Vegeta showed #18 and Krillin the room. "Please try not to get any FROSTING on the bedspread, no matter how hard it is. IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN." He said. They both slowley nodded and went into the room, locking the door. Vegeta sighed. "Hoookay. Now WE can get frosting on OUR bedspread." He said. They walked into their room to snuggle and found that there was ALREADY some on the bed!!! A look of discust crossed Vegeta's face. "Bra and Chi! Bra and Chi SNUGGLED on OUR bed!! Oh good lord! My own DAUGHTER SNUGGLED on MY bed!!" He screamed. He sunk to the floor hysterically and pounded the ground with a fist. "Its OK, Veggie. Let's go do it on the couch." Bulma said. They walked to the couch and unfolded it. Vegeta stripped down to his underwear and layed down on the couchbed. Bulma came and layed down on top of him with her head on his chest. They turned the T.V. on to Mad T.V. The black lady who looked like a horse was on there right now. "She's UGLY." Vegeta said. Bulma nodded. "Um hmm." She said. Vegeta snuck his hand up the back of her blouse and rubbed her slender back. His stomach was hurting worse than ever, and he felt like he might projetial puke on her any second. "Geez. I don't know if I'll be able to tonight..... " He said. Bulma laughed. "You were just saying in the car that you wanted to so we are and we're going to VERY much enjoy it. Right?" She said. Vegeta didn't say or do anything. He just stared at her. "Hey, has something been going on with you lately? You act...funny." Bulma said. "You're not acting like my Vegeta anymore! You're acting like a big old wuss." Vegeta shrugged. "People change..." He said. Bulma layed her head back down on his chest. "Whatever you say, Veggie." She said. She felt his chest heave sharply up and down as he sighed. "Maybe GOKU will give it to me. Goku will give it to ANYBODY, even our daughter." She said. She didn't feel Vegeta's chest heaving anymore; his breath had caught in his throat. "NO!" He said, so loud that it made Bulma's ears ring. "You will not lay my friends!" He was about an inch close to popping her head off. Why would she even SAY that she was going to lay Goku? "It's OK. I was only joking." Bulma said, tapping him on the nose. Vegeta's eyelids drooped. "I'm tired. Let's wait until tomorrow." He said. Bulma growled. "Look BUSTER, you TOLD me in the CAR that we would SNUGGLE, so by Kai, SNUGGLE is what we're GOING to DO!!" She said, jabbing him in the chest on every stressed word. Vegeta's eyes got mad looking. "I could break your arm if I wanted to right here." He said. "You woulden't." Bulma sneered. Vegeta sighed again. "You got me found out." He said. He watched Mad T.V. somemore and wasen't paying attention to Bulma so she turned the television off.
"Come on, please." She said. "Prove to me that you're not a wuss." Vegeta's eyes widened. "I'm not a wuss! I'd love to snuggle with you right now!!" He said. Bulma smiled. "Well, than...you go right ahead." She said. Vegeta turned his head. "But I got a problem....." He said. Bulma pounded her fist on his chest, making him gasp. "Hey! You can give me a heart attack like that!!!!" He said. Bulma grabbed his face and macked him as hard as she could, and until he was breathless. When she finally released his face it was all wet and he was breathing hard. "What was that?" He said. Bulma shrugged. "To turn you on." She said. And it was working. "Uh....you can't do it that way." Vegeta said. "Most of the things you'll hafta do to turn me on are too nasty for a houses living room." Bulma knew what he meant. And people came and went through the living room all the time if they needed water or something. "Aw well. ANYTHING to tur you on." She said. Vegeta felt her hand begin to creep down his side and tworeds the band of his underwear. "NOO!!" He said, grabbing her hand and pulling it away. Bulma looked at him funnily. "WHAT?" She said. "I'm only trying to make my husband like me!!" Vegeta calmly put her hand on his chest. "I DO like you. I simply have a problem and don't want to snuggle right now. I thought I did in the car, I thought it would help, but now I'm not so sure." He said. Worry crossed Bulma's face. "What's the problem? Tell me what it is and maybe I can help!!" She said. Vegeta figured he could tell her now that they weren't at Six Flags anymore. "Uh....My tummy hurts." He said. It took Bulma a minute to process that. "I KNEW it! I told you your stomach would hurt if you rode that ride!!!" She said. She was fidgeting around on him. "Stop that, your making it worse, like you did at Six Flags so many times." Vegeta said. Bulma wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. "OH, I'm sorry. At the park you should have told me that I was making it worse." She said. "Can I get you something?" Vegeta thought. "Well, #18 probably gave me enough. But it didn't work, so is there nothing you can give me?" He said. Bulma got up and went to the refrigerator. "Mylanta?" She said from the kitchen. "Yes." Vegeta said back. Bulma came back from the kitchen with the Mylanta bottle and a spoon. "I can't beleive you told that slut woman before you told your own wife." She said. Vegeta got mad. "And what makes her a slut? The fact that she's gorgeous?" He said. Bulma was quiet. "And I'm not?" She said. Vegeta nodded. "I think you're gorgeous too." He said. "But......nevermind." He had been going to say 'not as gorgeous as she is.' but he kept his mouth shut. Bulma poured some Mylanta into the spoon. "Open." She said. Vegeta did, and she put it into his mouth. Then she put another spoonful in. "Yummy." Vegeta said, swallowing. Bulma layed back down on him. She turned the T.V. on to a romantic type movie. "I want to turn you on." She said. "I REALLY want to turn you on." Vegeta shrugged. "How about giving me a belly rub or something than? It really hurts." He said. "But don't be surprised if I barf all over you." Bulma was discusted. "That's gross, Veggie!!" She exclaimed. "I don't want you to barf on me." Vegeta pouted. "OOH. Poor Veggie." Bulma said in a fake voice. Vegeta scowled, and pouted more. "Is Poor Veggie gonna cry about it?" Bulma said. Vegeta scowled REALLY hard, so hard it was ugly. "Don't baby talk VEGGIE, or VEGGIE will kill you." He said. "OOHH, is u's gonna get all mad and be a baby about it?" Bulma said, chucking him under the chin. Vegeta growled and jerked his head to the side. "Leave me alone." He said. Bulma began to kiss him all over the neck. "Now, Bulma, stop it....." Vegeta said. She snuck her tounge in his mouth. "Oh, whatever..." He said.
Vegeta was having the time of his life, and so was Bulma. They were in the best part ever. Bulma had just..fondeled, and she was about to yank his underwear off, when all the sudden Vegeta felt throw up surge to his throat. "No...NO..." He gasped. Bulma pulled herself up. "What? What's the matter?" She said. Then, she saw throw up SPEW out of Vegeta's mouth and dribble all down his face. "Oh, gross!!" She said, jumping off him. Vegeta started to cry. "Oh, It's Ok!! Let me go get something to clean you up." Bulma said. She thought about how much of a big baby he was being because he'd thrown up before so there was no reason to cry about it. She brought a wet towel and wiped his face off. Then she wiped his neck off, and tried to get some out of his hair. Then she wiped some off his chest. "OK, sit up." She said. Vegeta, who was still whimpering like a little baby, sat up. Bulma helped him lay down on the floor while she stripped the sheets off the bed. Then she put some new ones on and folded the couch back up. Vegeta was still wailing, and #18 heard him and came in. "What happened?" She asked, running over to him. Vegeta wiped his eyes. "I puked all over myself and all over the couch bed!!" He said. #18 started to laugh. "Ha!!" She said. "Was it pink? Because I had been giving him Pepto Bismol for his stomach ache earlier." Bulma nodded. "Yes. It was pink, as a matter of fact." She said. She came over to Vegeta and made him stand up. "I'll bet your stomach feels better now, eh?" Bulma said. Vegeta shrugged. "It still kinda hurts. I bet I'll throw up AGAIN. I don't think it's contagious, though, because it came from that ride, which I'll never ride again." He said. Bulma and #18 took him upstairs and to his and Bulma's bed, and layed him down. Bulma put his cute gown on him. "Me and Vegeta will hafta sleep in here tonight then, I guess." Bulma said. "I will come in and check on Vegeta throughout the night so you can sleep." said #18. "I've already got a little bit of sleep." She waved at Vegeta and Bulma and then walked out, closing the door. Vegeta sighed. "I'm glad that my tummy doesen't hurt so bad anymore." He said. "But we never got to snuggle because I threw up...but maybe we could now..." Bulma laughed and shook her head. "No way! I don't want you to throw up on ME." She said. Vegeta looked sad. "My tummy hurts.........." He groaned. He grabbed his stomach and moaned. "Hang on. I'll go get you a hot water bottle." Bulma said. She walked down into the kitchen and saw #18 in there already, eating something. "Hey #18!! Can you help me with something?" She asked. #18 looked up. "Sure. What?" She asked. Bulma came down and began rapidly looking through the cabinets. "Could you start boiling some water while I go try to find that hot water bottle?" She asked. #18 immedeantly jumped up. "Okay." She said. She went and got a pan from out from under the cabinet and put some water in it while Bulma went up the stairs. Then she sat the boiler on high. As she was sitting down and eating, waiting for the water to boil, something came across her mind, a way she could help Veggie. She could go and get him some popsicles or something, or maybe some medicene to make his stomach stop hurting. It was the least she could do. So when Bulma came down with the hot water bottle and #18 put the water inside she proposed this idea. "Bulma, I'm gonna go and get Vegeta some things to help calm his stomach down." She said. Bulma laughed. "He's not sick, he's fine! He just has a little belly ache! A minute ago he was even dancing for me." She said. "I know, but I want to go and get him something, like some popsicles." #18 said. Bulma shrugged. "Knock yourself out. He'd like that." She said. It was just then that they heard Vegeta come down the stairs and he appeared in front of them in his cute gown. "I heard you say my name. What were you talking about?" He asked. Bulma walked up and gave him the hot water bottle. "Nothing. Let's go upstairs and go to sleep Okay? I don't want to be really tired in the morning." She said. Vegeta hovered up the stairs with Bulma following, and #18 grabbed her purse and walked outside.
Many people might say it was stupid for a woman as pretty as her to go walking alone down the streets at night and she was about to learn that it WAS quite stupid, for an unfortuanate meeting with Trunks was about to take place. Trunks had escaped out his window and was wondering about outside while #18 walked down the sidewalk in the night. There was not a soul around. She was whistling to herself to try to keep from freaking out. As she was walking, she thought she heard a noise. It sounded like something crashing and the words 'God D@mmit!!!' It sounded like Trunks' voice. "Trunks?" She said. "If you're trying to scare me than you'd better stop!!" But nobody answered. She stopped in the middle of the road. As she was about to start walking again, someone jumped on her back and tackled her to the ground. "Son of a b*tch!!!" She said. She whirled around and threw the person against a wall. It was most definintly Trunks. Trunks had a handkeircheif and some rope in his hands. He had the same maniacal look in his eyes that he'd had that one day. "Pan!!! It's you!! Since you won't let me lay you, I'll do it by force!!" He said. #18 was puzzled. "But I'm not Pan! I'm #18." She said. Trunks' maniacal look faded. "Oh, you're not Pan! Hello..." He said. He was wearing a nervous look. "What were you going to do with those?" She asked, pointing to the rope and the handkeircheif. "Oh, those...I was gonna use the handkercheif to gag Pan, then the ropes to tie her arms and legs up, and then I was gonna force myself on her!!" Trunks said. #18 backed away a little bit. "UH.......Uh.....I think I'd better go.." She said. She planned on telling Vegeta and Bulma about what Trunks was planning to do. As she was walking away, she felt his hand grab her wrist as hard as he could. "On the other hand, you're MUCH prettier than Pan is so maybe I should force myself on YOU." He said, the manaiacal look returning. "Uh, Trunks, just because your a 27 year old virgin does not mean you can go around raping your friends." #18 said. Trunks shrugged. "So? I want to." He said. "I even tried to rape my sister once....wait, that could have been mom.....it doesen't matter." #18 kicked him in the balls. Then she grabbed his rope and hankie and gagged HIM and tied his arms and legs up. Then she started to drag him back to Capsule Corporation, but he broke free of the ropes and grabbed her leg. She shreaked as hard as she could as Trunks stood up and grabbed one of the ropes. He violently grabbed her wrists and tied them together so she couldent get them open to use a ki blast. Then he grabbed her ankles and tied them tightly together, then gagged her with the hankercheif. She wondered if having sex with a TALL man would be a welcome change of pace. But she HAD had sex with a tall man, that one time she had sex with her brother 17. And Vegeta...but you coulden't call Vegeta a tall man. Trunks tried to yank the halter bra off her, but he coulden't get it off. "Man alive, is this thing SEWED on?" He said. "Ou Caant ghet urt offff wif maaaay ahms tiid togefer." She said, muffled under the handkercheif. Trunks held up a finger. "That's right!!" He said. But the minute he untied her hands she whapped him upside the head and began trying to fumble with the ropes on her ankles. "Get off you son of a b*tch!!!" She said to herself. She saw Trunks already getting up and regaining his footing. He started to limp over tworeds her. She growled and started to fumble with the ropes harder, and she accidently ended up breaking her nail instead of getting the rope off. "OWW!" She squealed, putting her finger in her mouth. Trunks grabbed her wrist again and tied it up even tighter, so tight it was cutting into her skin and making cuts. Then he tied the gag tighter so when she tried to talk all that came out was sounds. She wasen't scared, though, because she KNEW that Vegeta could hear a fly sneeze from about 16 miles away. If she even screamed slightly he could hear it and recognize her voice, and come to find her. He had done the same for Bulma a million times. But then, that could have just been because everybody said they had a 'special bond'. Sometimes it was just really hard to see. Trunks grabbed her by the hair and started to drag her along the road. The rocks and things along the road cut up her pretty legs, her stomach, her arms, and her face. But she barely realized the horrible pain because she had been through so much before.
Vegeta sat up in bed all the sudden. "Veggie?" Bulma said. "Something wrong?" Vegeta just jumped out of bed and ran down the hall tworeds Trunks' room. And Trunks wasen't there!! "Oh NO!! NOO!! NOOOOO!!" He screamed. Bulma came in after him. "What?" She asked. Vegeta gulped. "Trunks...he's GONE! He escaped out the window!!" He said. Bulma covered her mouth with a hand. "Uh...Oh....That's not good, now is it? But what if he's just going to go visit with friends or something? Maybe he has had no intention of doing any wrong doing...." She said. "MAYBE HE DID!!" Vegeta screamed, right in her face. He ran into his room and started to pull on his clothes. "Where are you going? We hafta sleep!!!" Bulma said. Vegeta looked at her liked she was crazy. "'No, we hafta find Trunks before he kills innocent people or something or rapes Pan!!" He said. He clipped his belt, pulled on his boots, and then ran down the stairs and out the door. "Wait for me!!!" Bulma screamed. Vegeta looked down at her. "No way!!" He said, flying higher into the air. "If I take you with me, you'll be nothing but a burden...." Bulma threw her shoe at him. "If you leave me here and Trunks comes back, then you might not even HAVE a wife anymore!!" She yelled. Vegeta thought about that fact. "Hmmm... Not even have a wife anymore..sounds good to me!" He said. Bulma threw her pocket knife at him and almost got him. "Fine, Fine! I'm coming down." Vegeta said. He slowley hovered down to the ground. "Now hurry and get on!!" He said. Bulma ran and jumped on his back, which looked sort of sexual. Then, he flew as fast as he could and she almost went flying off from the force of the pressure.
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They finally reached the swinging ship. "Golly, Vegeta, that looks like enough to make someone throw up!!" Bulma said. Vegeta looked at it and licked his lips. "Yeah! Doesen't it look fun?" He said. Bulma slapped her head. "Well I'm not going to be the one to ride it with you, Vegeta." She said. Vegeta stared down at Krillin pleadengly. "Not me either." He said. #18 tapped him on the shoulder, and he turned around. "I will because these wimps will not." She said. Bulma and Krillin stared at her with anger in their eyes. "Hokay!!" Vegeta said. "Let's go!!" As he and #18 were walking off, Vegeta felt Bulma pinch his @$$. He jumped. "Hey!!" He said, whirling around. "I'll ride it with both of you." She said. "But I don't think Krillin's tall enough." Krillin looked sad. "That didn't mean you had to grab my @$$." Vegeta grumbled. Bulma and Vegeta held hands as they walked tworeds the ship with #18. They got in the line. "Man, is this line a long one." Bulma said. She was already beginning to complain. "Jus' be quiet." Vegeta said. He watched #18 fiddle with her ponytail to make it tighter. A guy walked up to her. "Hey babe! Wanna go and get something to drink?" The guy asked. #18 smacked him into the bars and Vegeta laughed. But Bulma wasen't. "Oh, how I wish I still looked like that..." She said. Vegeta rubbed her back. "To me you do." He said. Bulma got a little bit more nervous as they let more people board the ship. Vegeta felt her shaking. "Are you really that scared? You don't hafta ride it with us!!" He said. Bulma patted his stomach. "I'd LOVE to ride it with you. I know you'd never let anything happen to me." She said. #18 walked up a bit closer to break their mushyness. "We'll be getting on next. Are you sure about this, Bulma?" She asked. Bulma nodded. "Yeah. Pretty sure. I'm not a chicken like your husband over there." #18 glanced over at Krillin. He was patiently waiting on a bench. After about 15 minutes, it was their turn to board. They unluckily got a seat at the front, but they all three got in a row together with Vegeta in the middle. Bulma was gripping Veggie's arm so hard with her fingernails that it was drawing blood. "D@mn you, woman!! Stop that!!" He said, slapping her hand off. Bulma was sad. "I'm worried!!!!!" She said. Vegeta hushed her with a small kick. "It's just a big old swing you chicken!!" He said. "You should never have gotten nervous about me riding it with another woman and wanting to ride." Bulma frowned. "That is NOT the reason I wanted to ride it!!" She exclaimed. Vegeta looked at her funnily. "Oh yeah? Then what is?" He said. Bulma was quiet for a second. "I don't know." She said. She leaned her head up against his strong arm as it started to slowley swing. She jerked her head up and swung her arms around Vegeta's neck. "Oh Vegeta!! I'm scared!!" She said. Vegeta patted her on the back while he smiled at #18, who was hysterically laughing at Bulma. "Bulma, you live with a man who fights MONSTERS and you're scared of roller coasters?" #18 asked. Bulma stuck her tounge out at #18 as she hugged Vegeta tighter. Vegeta was almost being strangled. "You're hurting poor Vegeta!!" #18 said. Bulma loosened her grip just a little bit.
After the ride Bulma's hair was everywhere and she was jumping at shadows. "Oh my gosh... What happened to her?" Said Krillin. Vegeta sat Bulma down on the bench. "One guess." he said. He patted Bulma on the back. "It's O.K! We're off the stupid ride now." He said. She shook her head. "I know! But now I feel like I'm walking on air." She said. Vegeta stood up and looked around, and came into view with the sombrero. "Oh, look! The hat that swirls around!!" He said. "I wanta ride that!!" Bulma rolled her eyes. "But Vegeta honey, you'll get one heck of a stomach ache! Remember that time we came up here before and you threw up for hours?" She said. Vegeta shrugged and tugged on #18's pretty arm. "Please come ride it with me!!" He pleaded. She looked at the ride and saw how scary it looked, but then she looked into Vegeta's handsome face and coulden't say no. "Oh, Okay." She said. Vegeta cheered. "Now Bulma, I don't want you to ride this one O.K? I don't want you to be sick to your stomach." said Vegeta. Bulma slowley nodded. "OK...." She said. Vegeta looked at Krillin. "Are you coming?" He asked. Krillin went and sat back on the bench. "I think I'll just sit right here." He said. Vegeta and #18 walked tworeds the sombrero. Bulma sat down by wussy Krillin. "Your a wuss." She said. Krillin was sad.
After Vegeta and #18 got off the hat they were both green in the face. "Oh man.." Vegeta said. " I think my breakfast is about to come up my throat." Bulma scowled. "We really didn't want to hear that. Now come on and let's find the rides that I will ride." She said. Vegeta knew that the translation of that was the 'wuss rides'. "But those are stupid rides and you always ask me to ride them with you!!" He said. Bulma knew that this was true. "So what?" She said. #18 walked over. "Maybe I can go with Bulma and you and Krillin can walk around here and ride things?" She said. Vegeta shook his head and grabbed Bulma's arm. "I'm staying with Bulma!!" He said. Bulma smiled and petted his head. "Such a LOYAL Veggie." She said affectionatly. #18 rolled her eyes. "O.K, whatever. Let's all go to the Mini Mine Train because I know that Bulma will ride that." She said. "But that ride gets boring the thousanth time you ride it!!" Bulma said, scratching Vegeta behind his right ear in that really annoying place. Vegeta jerked his head away, irratated. "So! I like it!!" He said. He began to walk tworeds it. "You can stay here with them if you want but I'm going." He said. Bulma ran after him and grabbed his shoulder. "O.K. I'll ride it with you." She said. #18 caught up with them, while Krillin went off the ride other things because I hate writing about him so much.
"That was sure boring." said Bulma. Vegeta clapped his hands. "I liked it!!" He said. He noticed his tummy was sort of starting to hurt from either the sombrero or the rough ways of the Mini Mine Trains. He ignored it, though, because he wanted to have fun. Either his stomach was upset, or he was hungrey. "I'm a little bit hungrey." He said. "Perhaps we could get something to eat?" Bulma and #18 agreed so they went to the Hot Dog place not far from the Mini Mine Train. Vegeta got his hot dog and started to eat it. It wasen't settling his stomach down. "#18, did that sombrero make your stomach hurt at all?" He asked. #18 tightened her pony tail. "No. Why?" She asked. Vegeta gulped down a bite of the delicious hot dog. "Because...I just thought that I didn't want to make you uncomfortable." He lied. Bulma decided to break up this moment. "Are you done yet?" She asked him. Vegeta threw in the last bite and took a drink of Coke. "Now I am." He said. They sat down and talked a little bit, and Vegeta was glad. He went into the men's room and splashed water in his flushed face. "She warned me." He said to himself. "She warned me, and I didn't listen, so now I'm going to pay the price." He wiped his forehead with the rag and walked back out to his wife and #18. "O.K." He said. He was startled when Bulma came up to him and wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him, pressing her cheek into his strong and muscular chest. "Are you Okay? You look red in the face!!!" She said. Vegeta hugged her back with all his might. "Of course I'm Okay!! I'm as happy as a clam!!" He said. Bulma lifted his shirt up and pressed her cheek against his stomach. "You don't feel hot..that's good." She said. Vegeta pushed her head off of him. "Let's go." He said, almost grumbling. They began to go to the Runaway Mine Train, which Vegeta liked because of the little museum. The only problem was the tree right by the ride. It let off these annoying little fuzzy things that made you itch and made bumps come up all over you. #18 was having a fit. "Great. My scratching will tear up my skin." She said. "Let's just skip this ride!!" Vegeta looked at the ground. "But I like it......" He said. #18 shrugged. "Who cares? I'm not ruining my skin just to ride a stupid RIDE!!" She said. She grabbed Bulma's hand and yanked her with her, and Vegeta followed. "You won't let me ride it!!!" He said. A shoot of pain in his stomach made him gasp and grab it. "Are you Okay?" Bulma said. Vegeta nodded. "Yeah! Sure! I don't know what came over me. But I'm CERTAINLY not going to throw up!!" said Vegeta. Bulma slowley nodded. "Uh...O.K..." She said. "I didn't say you were GOING to." Vegeta had a comeback but saved it for later. "What do you want to ride?" He asked. Bulma pointed at the carosel. "That!!" She said. Vegeta glanced up at what she was pointing to. "That? But it's so BORING!! It's just something twirling around in endless circles!!" He said. Bulma and #18 made a puppy dog face at him so he decided they could. They didn't hafta wait in line very long because so many people could ride it at once. Vegeta hiked his leg up and attempted to jump on a grey one that was cranked all the way up, but he fell on his @$$ because he was so short. Everyone laughed at him. "OH, shut up." He said. He jumped, but still coulden't get on. A really nice man gave him a boost but Vegeta wasen't quite sure it was out of courtesy..the man looked gay and might have just wanted to take a further look at his butt. it was a nice butt. When it started Vegeta was throughly bored. "HmmmmmmmmHmmmmHmmm..." He hummed. Then he realized that the turning of the ride was upsetting his stomach even more. He grasped the bar as tight as he could and closed his eyes so he woulden't hafta look at the twirling around him. When it finally stopped he toppled off the top of the horse and plopped on his side onto the wooden floor of the carosel. "Vegeta!!" Bulma said, jumping off her horse and running over to him. Vegeta had already sat up and was dusting himself off. "I'm O.K." He said. "I had my eyes closed and I leaned to the side, and then I fell." #18 walked over casually. "Hurry up and come on. Their's freakin men staring at me and I want to get away." She said. "Let's go ride the Roaring Rapids." Vegeta stood up and strode on with Bulma and #18, trying to ignore his churning stomach.
"Here we are!!" said #18. Vegeta was releived when he looked up and saw the big sign that said 'Roaring Rapids' engraved in the rocks. "Yes." He breathed, placing his hands on his knees and panting. Bulma placed a hand on his shoulder. "You Okay?" She asked. Vegeta looked up. "YES. Do you know how long we had to walk without a break, though?" He said. He would tell her that his stomach hurt when they left, but not now because he didn't want to ruin her and #18's fun. He had decided that he'd ride no more spinning rides until it settled down. "This ride isn't really...rough, is it?" He asked. #18 looked at Vegeta like he was crazy. "You LOVE rough rides!!" She said. "Oh yeah." Vegeta mumbled. He left it at that as he followed them to wait in line. He groaned when he saw how long the line was. "I want to sit down!!" He said. He grabbed Bulma's arm and wiped his sweat off on the sleeve. "Ew, Vegeta!!!" She said. Vegeta got sad when she smacked him really hard. He almost cried. Bulma saw the sad look in his eyes. "Ooohh.." She said. Vegeta crossed his arms and pooched his lips out. "I wanna go home." He said. "You keep hurting me!!" Bulma bent his finger back. "Be quiet." She said. Vegeta screeched and then left it at that for about 5 minutes.
5 minutes later he was leaning into Bulma and whining. "It's hot and I need to sit down!!" He said. He whined a little bit more. Bulma grabbed him around the waist and rubbed his stomach, which felt really good considering how bad it was hurting him. He wished she'd do it forever, but a minute later she was pushing him into the raling. "You're knocking me down." She said. #18 was laughing at Vegeta's antics. "It's not funny!!" He said. He leaned over the rail and looked at all the trash people had dropped down because they were slobs until they finally got to board a raft. "OOH! Yay!!" Vegeta said, running and sitting down. Bulma sat on one side of Vegeta and #18 sat on the other side of him. When they man came to check if #18's seat belt was tight enough she noticed he was being a little indecent so she smacked him. But it was just her luck that a pervertive man was sitting RIGHT next to her. "Hello!!" He said to her. #18 mumbled an unhappy 'hello' back at the man, but kept her head down and looked at her perfectly formed legs. The man was looking down the top of her halter bra, though. #18 looked up at the man and he snapped his head away. The man then turned his head casually back to her face. "Did you know that you're VERRY pretty?" He said. "Thank you." said #18, then turned her head to say something to Vegeta. As she was doing this she felt the man yank her ponytail playfully and he got on her last nerve. She whipped around and smacked him. "Leave me alone, you pervert!!" She shouted. The man realized she had made his face bleed from the force of her slap. They finally started up the ride, to Vegeta's delight. "WEEEE!!" He said, as they floated down the river. As they went down a rapid Vegeta got splashed all down his back, and the water was freezing. "BRRR...." He said, his hair standing up. Bulma had gotten a fair dose of the water too. "I hate the tempurature they have the WATER!!" She said, as she was splashed all over the face and on her shirt. She felt her shoes grow mushy on the insides from the water getting in them. She was getting the most wet out of anyone in the entire raft and she didn't like it. It was rather boring for #18. She was barely getting anything, until a waterjet got her right in her back. Then she decided she didn't WANT to be wet anymore. The man next to her was looking at her chest and seeing if the water had made her white halter bra seethrough. The man had no luck.
After the ride, Vegeta, Bulma and #18's shoes were all soggy. "We should have waited..." #18 said. "Now our feet will hurt." Vegeta was hovering a little but just so his feet were still touching the ground but he was releiving the pressure off of them. "Don't rub it in that you can fly." Bulma said, smacking him. Vegeta pouted. "What do we do next?" He said. Bulma pulled out the map. "UH....Let's do the spinning thing. The scrambler, I think it's called." She said. Vegeta's eyes widened. "No!! No No No No NO!!" He said. Bulma and #18 stared at his face. "Vegeta....you love that ride." Bulma said. Vegeta nodded. "I know I do but.....I just...I'm hungrey and I want to eat something first!!!" He said. He knew this excuse most likely woulden't work because he had just eaten a hot dog not an hour ago. "You just ate!!" #18 said. Vegeta looked at the ground. "But I'm HUNGREY." He said. "So hungrey. So hungrey I could keel over and die." "You keep on eating like that and your going to be fat." said Bulma. Vegeta shook his head and pouted out his bottom lip. "Will not." He said. "Yes you will! You're already getting there!!!!" Bulma said, poking him in the stomach. He giggled and doubled up, but after a second or so he felt throw up surge to the top of his throat. He stayed doubled up and his face turned white. He puffed out his cheeks to try to hold it in. "Veggie? Are you O.K?" Bulma asked, running over to aid to him. Vegeta groaned, and managed to swallow it all down before it came up. "Yes...I'm OK." He said in a weak voice. "What happened?" Bulma asked. "Did I hurt you! I'm sorry!!" She said. Vegeta shook his head. "You didn't do a thing! I'm just so....HUNGREY that when you poked me in the stomach so hard, it almost made me throw up." He said. #18 came running back with a funnel cake. "Here! Eat this!!" She said. Vegeta sat down and thanked her, then put it on the table. He dug a fork into it and took a bite. "MM!! This is so good! It sure is releiving my hunger!!" He said, staring nervously at The Scrambler.
He started to eat as slowley as he possibly could. "Eat faster so we can ride that!!" Bulma said. Vegeta shoved a huge handful in his mouth. Bulma and #18 sat down by him, getting rather bored that he woulden't eat fast. "vegeta, hurry!" Bulma said. Vegeta went as slow as ever. "Well, we're getting up and riding it, Vegeta. It's your loss." Bulma said. She patted his head and walked off, with #18 close behind her. Vegeta stared after them and grinned. "So you think it's MY LOSS." He said. He took another big bite of it, and almost threw up.
"That was so fun Vegeta! You should have came!!" Bulma said. By now Vegeta was licking the pan of his funnel cake. "That was yummy." He said. "Now let's go into a store or something that's air conditioned. It's soooo HOT out here!!" He took Bulma's hand and led her and #18 into the 'Indian Trading Post', which is my favorite store out there. There was a big old hairy bear in there. "AHH!!" #18 said, and hid behind Vegeta. "It's not real. It's stuffed. The only time it's only it's ever been real is when I got high on a bong out here. But then I was in jail for 2 hours, until I got sober enough to get enough sense to break out." He said. #18 backed away from him and fell into the model canoe, which held stuffed animals and things. Vegeta picked up a tomahawk. "What is this?" He asked Bulma."It's a tomahawk." She said. "They used them to kill people." It was a blade on a stick with feathers on it. Almost everything IN the store was covered in colorful feathers!! Even the CLOTHES were covered in feathers!! #18 was looking at the earrings. "These are the ugliest things that I've ever seen! The colors are hanus!!" She said, making a discusted face. Vegeta walked over. "Oh, well that's just too BAD. Apparently the Indians didn't have the same kind of taste that you do." He said. He banged on the drum once with his fist, and accidently ripped the top. He hid it. Bulma was looking at the shirts. "These are so stupid looking. They all have funny designs on them." She said. Vegeta walked over to Bulma and wrapped his arms around her, resting his chin on her shoulder. His stomach churned in protest of him walking over there so fast. "I like that one. I like the strings on it." He said, pointing to a little dress that looked like somebody made it in the dark. Bulma laughed. "YOU like THAT? That's the ugliest dress I've ever seen!!" She said. Vegeta released her and walked over to the tree stump thing the bear was in the middle of, sitting on it while he watched the two women shop around. #18 walked over to him and sat by him while they watched Bulma explore the shop. "Is something wrong with you? You normally NEVER wonder off by yourself in a shop. You always stay with Bulma so you can whine that you want to leave!! Do you not feel good or something? Tell me the TRUTH." She said. Vegeta looked at her.
"No. There's nothing wrong. It's just so hot out there..." He said. #18 smacked him in the face, surprising him. He rubbed his cheek. "What was that for?" He asked. He felt like punching her to the moon. "THAT was for using the same excuse again! I know you're not acting like yourself and I'd like to know why!!" She said. Vegeta wasen't going to say anything, but then a pain ripped through his stomach and made him bend over in surprise. He gasped in pain. A tear rolled down his adorable cheek. "Vegeta?" #18 said. Vegeta sat back upright and wiped the tear off with his thumb. "My tummy hurts." He said. #18 shrugged. "Your tummy hurts? Well, like, how?" She asked. Vegeta jabbed himself in the stomach. "Right here. It's a pukey feeling." He said. #18 held up a finger and started to dig through her purse that she had brought into the park. She threw a bunch of useless junk onto the floor and then finally came up with some pepto. "Was' that? Is' pink." said Vegeta. #18 began to pour some into a little medicene squeezer. "And that's for babies!!" Vegeta complained. "I know that, but it's all I have!!" #18 said in irratance. She filled it up to the very top and then closed up the Pepto bottle. "I don't want to drink that pink ooze! Don't you have some Milanta or something?" He asked. But before he could say another word she jammed the squeezer into his mouth and squeezed it in. Vegeta gagged, and the throw-up threatened to spill out right then and there. He grabbed his stomach and groaned. "OOH, that's the nastiest tasting stuff ever!!!!!" He said. #18 laughed. "Well, that's one of Krillin's rules. Never tell me when something's wrong because I have too much motherly instinct from raising Maron." She said. Her and Vegeta talked for awhile, and Bulma came back. "I'm back." She said. "Hello Bulma. Vegeta said his-" #18 began. But before she could finish Vegeta clapped a manly hand over her mouth. "What did you say, Vegeta?" Bulma asked. Vegeta shrugged. "Nothing. It's all better now." He lied. He didn't figure it would get any better until he threw up. They walked outside, and Vegeta immedeantly began to sweat again. "I wanna go and see the magic show!!" said Vegeta. Bulma nodded. "That's a good idea, sweetheart! Sure, we can go see the magic show." She said. They walked the long distance to the magic show place and began to wait for the doors to open. They waited on the flower bed by the tree. "How long is this going to take?" Vegeta asked. He was laying down on the edge of it, with his eyes open into slits. Bulma was doodling in her notepad with her pen that had the feathers at the top. Vegeta liked to sneak up on her and make her sneeze with it when she was trying to write something very important, or when she made him mad he'd pluck on of the little feathers out. She was down to three. "Be quiet vegeta. I'm drawing you a picture." Bulma said. She continued to draw with it, and she shook it out. Vegeta noticed #18 taking pictures with the camera that was strung about her neck. "What are you drawing me?" Vegeta asked. Bulma showed him. She was drawing him a lizard.
Vegeta had been waiting just about 15 minutes. His stomach was calming down just a little bit but when he tried to sit up, pain would roar through it again and he'd hafta lay down. Once he had even conked his poor little head. "Vegeta, this is boring. Please let us go do something else?!" Bulma said. Vegeta kicked his feet in a babiyish way. "No! I wanna see the magic show!!" He said. Bulma pulled on his muscular arm. "Come on!!" She said. She almost jerked him off the edge. "Stop it, please!" Vegeta said. "You're hurting me!!" Not only was she taking his arm out of socket, but she was also making his stomach hurt even worse. He groaned. "PLEASE!!" He yelled. #18 looked over and saw him wailing while Bulma pulled on his arm."Stop it Bulma!" She said, understanding that it was making Vegeta's stomach hurt more. Bulma stopped and looked up. "But I'm tired of waiting and he just wants to wait and wait and wait!!!" She said. Vegeta slowley began to sit up and Bulma saw his red and flushed face, and noticed his eyelids were drooped. "Hot..." He said. He hugged his arms to his stomach and groaned. "Uh...Vegeta...Is something wrong?" Bulma asked. Vegeta nodded. "Yes...something IS wrong. I need air conditioning!!" He said. Bulma grabbed him under the armpits and attempted to yank him up. "Come ON!!" She said. "We've got to go!! We'll go sit in a resturant or something while you cool down and then we'll go ride the Flashback! Just get up!!" She yanked him again, but he still didn't get up. Bulma could feel wetness under his arms where he had been sweating. "Ew." She said, wiping her hands on her dress. "Don't make him get up." said #18. "I'm sure something isn't right." Vegeta stared up at her and glared. "Ok, Bulma. Let's go sit in a resturant." He said with a smirk. Bulma smiled, and they all three walked into a cafe.
"We've been sitting here for 30 minutes, Vegeta. Let's leave." said Bulma. Vegeta was stuffing his face. "Hang on." He said. His tummy was hurting even worse, so he was gorging himself. #18 kept sneaking Pepto Bismol into his drink, and Vegeta knew. But he was taking it anyway. He took a long drink of water. "Hokay." He said. Bulma walked up behind him and placed her hands on his broad shoulders. "Are you sure you're O.K, Veggie?" She asked. "You look so flushed and you've been acting strangely, as if it hurts to walk." Vegeta leaned his head back to look her in the face. "Yes. I'm OK. I'm better than O.K. I feel like a new man." He said. Bulma smiled, and rubbed his neck with one of her hands. She felt all the sweat on it. Vegeta saw the look on her face. "What?" He said. "You sure are sweating A LOT." Bulma said. She wiped it off his hair line and wiped it on his tanktop. Then she grabbed a napkin and wiped it off his face, out from under his chin, off his neck, off his chest and off his tummy. "You can do it under your arms by yourself." She said. Vegeta did. "That's discusting. I almost filled up the entire napkin." He said. He threw it behind himself. "Can we go now? I'm getting kind of bored." said #18. Vegeta stood up. "Okay. We can go and ride the Flashback." He said. So They walked out of the resturant, where Vegeta noticed the heat had gotten worse. "Of all the days that we could have decided to go to Six Flags...We had to pick this one." He said. He slouched over as they walked across the park and to the Flashback. "Are you going to ride, Vegeta?" Bulma asked. #18 immedeantly clapped a hand on his shoulder. "No, I think me and Vegeta should stay behind and talk about something." She said. Vegeta frowned back at her. "Like WHAT?" He said. She growled at him. "Oh! Yeah! Heh Heh! I forgot! So BULMA, you better just ride it by yourself, uh huh?" He said. A sad look crossed Bulma's face. "But I wanted you both to ride it with me! It would be fun!!!!!" She said. Vegeta shrugged. "Well that's just too BAD." He said. Bulma sighed. "Oh, fine." She said. Vegeta sat down with #18. "OK, chick, you just almost made my wife cry right in front of me! What is your deal?!" He said. She rolled her eyes. "As if you don't know? I don't want you to puke all over her and the rest of the passengers on the roller coaster." She said. Vegeta imagined that and it wasen't very pretty. "Uh...there's a point. But I'll bet I just need some........snuggling." He said. "I think you might know what I mean. If you don't, you have issues." #18 definintly knew what he meant. There was no doubt in her mind. "Oh. Well, I'd be careful..." She said. "What if one day, in the middle of your big climax, you lose your lunch all over Bulma?" Vegeta laughed. "She'd just nag me to clean it up." He said. "Krillin would say the same." #18 responded. They waited and talked about 15 minutes until Bulma came back, looking green in the face. "That was scary." She said. Vegeta laughed at the look on her face.
Later, they were coming home from Six Flags in Thundercloud. Krillin and #18 were in the back, and were going to spend the night in one of the guest bedrooms of Capsule Corporation. "Vegeta, I'm mad at you." Bulma said. Vegeta gaped at her. "Mad at me? Why?" He asked. He had almost lost his lunch about 3 times in the car. "Well because you woulden't ride anything with me and #18! You made the day completley and utterly BORING!!! Am I right, #18?" Bulma said. ##18 vigourously nodded. "Hey!" Vegeta said. "Don't be mad, though, because tonight we can snuggle." Vegeta said. Everything was quiet in the car for a minute. "I don't know. You haven't been acting like you want to ride anything- and snuggling is more........jerky than any ride I've ever ridden." Bulma said finally. There was silence again except for Krillin's laughing at her statement. "Shuddap." Vegeta said. Krillin was scared of Veggie, so he obeyed. "When we go home, we're snuggling and that's final." said Vegeta. They pulled up in their driveway. #18 staggered out of the car followed by Krillin. They had gotten drunk on the way back from Six Flags. "Bra won't be too happy about you guys staying because she's found a new boyfriend in Chi, and she might want some time alone with him." Bulma said. Her and Vegeta got out of the car and stormed into the house. The house looked perfect; not a thing disturbed. "Hm. That's unusual considering BRA was here." Vegeta said. He walked into her room and found her asleep on her bed, with Chi of course. He would make Chi go home the following morning. Then he would tell Rasmas what he had been doing. "She's asleep with HIM." Vegeta told Bulma. Bulma laughed and excused it as Poo Poo. "She's 14 years old. Give her some room." She said. But 14 is WAY too young to be screwing around in MY book. Vegeta showed #18 and Krillin the room. "Please try not to get any FROSTING on the bedspread, no matter how hard it is. IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN." He said. They both slowley nodded and went into the room, locking the door. Vegeta sighed. "Hoookay. Now WE can get frosting on OUR bedspread." He said. They walked into their room to snuggle and found that there was ALREADY some on the bed!!! A look of discust crossed Vegeta's face. "Bra and Chi! Bra and Chi SNUGGLED on OUR bed!! Oh good lord! My own DAUGHTER SNUGGLED on MY bed!!" He screamed. He sunk to the floor hysterically and pounded the ground with a fist. "Its OK, Veggie. Let's go do it on the couch." Bulma said. They walked to the couch and unfolded it. Vegeta stripped down to his underwear and layed down on the couchbed. Bulma came and layed down on top of him with her head on his chest. They turned the T.V. on to Mad T.V. The black lady who looked like a horse was on there right now. "She's UGLY." Vegeta said. Bulma nodded. "Um hmm." She said. Vegeta snuck his hand up the back of her blouse and rubbed her slender back. His stomach was hurting worse than ever, and he felt like he might projetial puke on her any second. "Geez. I don't know if I'll be able to tonight..... " He said. Bulma laughed. "You were just saying in the car that you wanted to so we are and we're going to VERY much enjoy it. Right?" She said. Vegeta didn't say or do anything. He just stared at her. "Hey, has something been going on with you lately? You act...funny." Bulma said. "You're not acting like my Vegeta anymore! You're acting like a big old wuss." Vegeta shrugged. "People change..." He said. Bulma layed her head back down on his chest. "Whatever you say, Veggie." She said. She felt his chest heave sharply up and down as he sighed. "Maybe GOKU will give it to me. Goku will give it to ANYBODY, even our daughter." She said. She didn't feel Vegeta's chest heaving anymore; his breath had caught in his throat. "NO!" He said, so loud that it made Bulma's ears ring. "You will not lay my friends!" He was about an inch close to popping her head off. Why would she even SAY that she was going to lay Goku? "It's OK. I was only joking." Bulma said, tapping him on the nose. Vegeta's eyelids drooped. "I'm tired. Let's wait until tomorrow." He said. Bulma growled. "Look BUSTER, you TOLD me in the CAR that we would SNUGGLE, so by Kai, SNUGGLE is what we're GOING to DO!!" She said, jabbing him in the chest on every stressed word. Vegeta's eyes got mad looking. "I could break your arm if I wanted to right here." He said. "You woulden't." Bulma sneered. Vegeta sighed again. "You got me found out." He said. He watched Mad T.V. somemore and wasen't paying attention to Bulma so she turned the television off.
"Come on, please." She said. "Prove to me that you're not a wuss." Vegeta's eyes widened. "I'm not a wuss! I'd love to snuggle with you right now!!" He said. Bulma smiled. "Well, than...you go right ahead." She said. Vegeta turned his head. "But I got a problem....." He said. Bulma pounded her fist on his chest, making him gasp. "Hey! You can give me a heart attack like that!!!!" He said. Bulma grabbed his face and macked him as hard as she could, and until he was breathless. When she finally released his face it was all wet and he was breathing hard. "What was that?" He said. Bulma shrugged. "To turn you on." She said. And it was working. "Uh....you can't do it that way." Vegeta said. "Most of the things you'll hafta do to turn me on are too nasty for a houses living room." Bulma knew what he meant. And people came and went through the living room all the time if they needed water or something. "Aw well. ANYTHING to tur you on." She said. Vegeta felt her hand begin to creep down his side and tworeds the band of his underwear. "NOO!!" He said, grabbing her hand and pulling it away. Bulma looked at him funnily. "WHAT?" She said. "I'm only trying to make my husband like me!!" Vegeta calmly put her hand on his chest. "I DO like you. I simply have a problem and don't want to snuggle right now. I thought I did in the car, I thought it would help, but now I'm not so sure." He said. Worry crossed Bulma's face. "What's the problem? Tell me what it is and maybe I can help!!" She said. Vegeta figured he could tell her now that they weren't at Six Flags anymore. "Uh....My tummy hurts." He said. It took Bulma a minute to process that. "I KNEW it! I told you your stomach would hurt if you rode that ride!!!" She said. She was fidgeting around on him. "Stop that, your making it worse, like you did at Six Flags so many times." Vegeta said. Bulma wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. "OH, I'm sorry. At the park you should have told me that I was making it worse." She said. "Can I get you something?" Vegeta thought. "Well, #18 probably gave me enough. But it didn't work, so is there nothing you can give me?" He said. Bulma got up and went to the refrigerator. "Mylanta?" She said from the kitchen. "Yes." Vegeta said back. Bulma came back from the kitchen with the Mylanta bottle and a spoon. "I can't beleive you told that slut woman before you told your own wife." She said. Vegeta got mad. "And what makes her a slut? The fact that she's gorgeous?" He said. Bulma was quiet. "And I'm not?" She said. Vegeta nodded. "I think you're gorgeous too." He said. "But......nevermind." He had been going to say 'not as gorgeous as she is.' but he kept his mouth shut. Bulma poured some Mylanta into the spoon. "Open." She said. Vegeta did, and she put it into his mouth. Then she put another spoonful in. "Yummy." Vegeta said, swallowing. Bulma layed back down on him. She turned the T.V. on to a romantic type movie. "I want to turn you on." She said. "I REALLY want to turn you on." Vegeta shrugged. "How about giving me a belly rub or something than? It really hurts." He said. "But don't be surprised if I barf all over you." Bulma was discusted. "That's gross, Veggie!!" She exclaimed. "I don't want you to barf on me." Vegeta pouted. "OOH. Poor Veggie." Bulma said in a fake voice. Vegeta scowled, and pouted more. "Is Poor Veggie gonna cry about it?" Bulma said. Vegeta scowled REALLY hard, so hard it was ugly. "Don't baby talk VEGGIE, or VEGGIE will kill you." He said. "OOHH, is u's gonna get all mad and be a baby about it?" Bulma said, chucking him under the chin. Vegeta growled and jerked his head to the side. "Leave me alone." He said. Bulma began to kiss him all over the neck. "Now, Bulma, stop it....." Vegeta said. She snuck her tounge in his mouth. "Oh, whatever..." He said.
Vegeta was having the time of his life, and so was Bulma. They were in the best part ever. Bulma had just..fondeled, and she was about to yank his underwear off, when all the sudden Vegeta felt throw up surge to his throat. "No...NO..." He gasped. Bulma pulled herself up. "What? What's the matter?" She said. Then, she saw throw up SPEW out of Vegeta's mouth and dribble all down his face. "Oh, gross!!" She said, jumping off him. Vegeta started to cry. "Oh, It's Ok!! Let me go get something to clean you up." Bulma said. She thought about how much of a big baby he was being because he'd thrown up before so there was no reason to cry about it. She brought a wet towel and wiped his face off. Then she wiped his neck off, and tried to get some out of his hair. Then she wiped some off his chest. "OK, sit up." She said. Vegeta, who was still whimpering like a little baby, sat up. Bulma helped him lay down on the floor while she stripped the sheets off the bed. Then she put some new ones on and folded the couch back up. Vegeta was still wailing, and #18 heard him and came in. "What happened?" She asked, running over to him. Vegeta wiped his eyes. "I puked all over myself and all over the couch bed!!" He said. #18 started to laugh. "Ha!!" She said. "Was it pink? Because I had been giving him Pepto Bismol for his stomach ache earlier." Bulma nodded. "Yes. It was pink, as a matter of fact." She said. She came over to Vegeta and made him stand up. "I'll bet your stomach feels better now, eh?" Bulma said. Vegeta shrugged. "It still kinda hurts. I bet I'll throw up AGAIN. I don't think it's contagious, though, because it came from that ride, which I'll never ride again." He said. Bulma and #18 took him upstairs and to his and Bulma's bed, and layed him down. Bulma put his cute gown on him. "Me and Vegeta will hafta sleep in here tonight then, I guess." Bulma said. "I will come in and check on Vegeta throughout the night so you can sleep." said #18. "I've already got a little bit of sleep." She waved at Vegeta and Bulma and then walked out, closing the door. Vegeta sighed. "I'm glad that my tummy doesen't hurt so bad anymore." He said. "But we never got to snuggle because I threw up...but maybe we could now..." Bulma laughed and shook her head. "No way! I don't want you to throw up on ME." She said. Vegeta looked sad. "My tummy hurts.........." He groaned. He grabbed his stomach and moaned. "Hang on. I'll go get you a hot water bottle." Bulma said. She walked down into the kitchen and saw #18 in there already, eating something. "Hey #18!! Can you help me with something?" She asked. #18 looked up. "Sure. What?" She asked. Bulma came down and began rapidly looking through the cabinets. "Could you start boiling some water while I go try to find that hot water bottle?" She asked. #18 immedeantly jumped up. "Okay." She said. She went and got a pan from out from under the cabinet and put some water in it while Bulma went up the stairs. Then she sat the boiler on high. As she was sitting down and eating, waiting for the water to boil, something came across her mind, a way she could help Veggie. She could go and get him some popsicles or something, or maybe some medicene to make his stomach stop hurting. It was the least she could do. So when Bulma came down with the hot water bottle and #18 put the water inside she proposed this idea. "Bulma, I'm gonna go and get Vegeta some things to help calm his stomach down." She said. Bulma laughed. "He's not sick, he's fine! He just has a little belly ache! A minute ago he was even dancing for me." She said. "I know, but I want to go and get him something, like some popsicles." #18 said. Bulma shrugged. "Knock yourself out. He'd like that." She said. It was just then that they heard Vegeta come down the stairs and he appeared in front of them in his cute gown. "I heard you say my name. What were you talking about?" He asked. Bulma walked up and gave him the hot water bottle. "Nothing. Let's go upstairs and go to sleep Okay? I don't want to be really tired in the morning." She said. Vegeta hovered up the stairs with Bulma following, and #18 grabbed her purse and walked outside.
Many people might say it was stupid for a woman as pretty as her to go walking alone down the streets at night and she was about to learn that it WAS quite stupid, for an unfortuanate meeting with Trunks was about to take place. Trunks had escaped out his window and was wondering about outside while #18 walked down the sidewalk in the night. There was not a soul around. She was whistling to herself to try to keep from freaking out. As she was walking, she thought she heard a noise. It sounded like something crashing and the words 'God D@mmit!!!' It sounded like Trunks' voice. "Trunks?" She said. "If you're trying to scare me than you'd better stop!!" But nobody answered. She stopped in the middle of the road. As she was about to start walking again, someone jumped on her back and tackled her to the ground. "Son of a b*tch!!!" She said. She whirled around and threw the person against a wall. It was most definintly Trunks. Trunks had a handkeircheif and some rope in his hands. He had the same maniacal look in his eyes that he'd had that one day. "Pan!!! It's you!! Since you won't let me lay you, I'll do it by force!!" He said. #18 was puzzled. "But I'm not Pan! I'm #18." She said. Trunks' maniacal look faded. "Oh, you're not Pan! Hello..." He said. He was wearing a nervous look. "What were you going to do with those?" She asked, pointing to the rope and the handkeircheif. "Oh, those...I was gonna use the handkercheif to gag Pan, then the ropes to tie her arms and legs up, and then I was gonna force myself on her!!" Trunks said. #18 backed away a little bit. "UH.......Uh.....I think I'd better go.." She said. She planned on telling Vegeta and Bulma about what Trunks was planning to do. As she was walking away, she felt his hand grab her wrist as hard as he could. "On the other hand, you're MUCH prettier than Pan is so maybe I should force myself on YOU." He said, the manaiacal look returning. "Uh, Trunks, just because your a 27 year old virgin does not mean you can go around raping your friends." #18 said. Trunks shrugged. "So? I want to." He said. "I even tried to rape my sister once....wait, that could have been mom.....it doesen't matter." #18 kicked him in the balls. Then she grabbed his rope and hankie and gagged HIM and tied his arms and legs up. Then she started to drag him back to Capsule Corporation, but he broke free of the ropes and grabbed her leg. She shreaked as hard as she could as Trunks stood up and grabbed one of the ropes. He violently grabbed her wrists and tied them together so she couldent get them open to use a ki blast. Then he grabbed her ankles and tied them tightly together, then gagged her with the hankercheif. She wondered if having sex with a TALL man would be a welcome change of pace. But she HAD had sex with a tall man, that one time she had sex with her brother 17. And Vegeta...but you coulden't call Vegeta a tall man. Trunks tried to yank the halter bra off her, but he coulden't get it off. "Man alive, is this thing SEWED on?" He said. "Ou Caant ghet urt offff wif maaaay ahms tiid togefer." She said, muffled under the handkercheif. Trunks held up a finger. "That's right!!" He said. But the minute he untied her hands she whapped him upside the head and began trying to fumble with the ropes on her ankles. "Get off you son of a b*tch!!!" She said to herself. She saw Trunks already getting up and regaining his footing. He started to limp over tworeds her. She growled and started to fumble with the ropes harder, and she accidently ended up breaking her nail instead of getting the rope off. "OWW!" She squealed, putting her finger in her mouth. Trunks grabbed her wrist again and tied it up even tighter, so tight it was cutting into her skin and making cuts. Then he tied the gag tighter so when she tried to talk all that came out was sounds. She wasen't scared, though, because she KNEW that Vegeta could hear a fly sneeze from about 16 miles away. If she even screamed slightly he could hear it and recognize her voice, and come to find her. He had done the same for Bulma a million times. But then, that could have just been because everybody said they had a 'special bond'. Sometimes it was just really hard to see. Trunks grabbed her by the hair and started to drag her along the road. The rocks and things along the road cut up her pretty legs, her stomach, her arms, and her face. But she barely realized the horrible pain because she had been through so much before.
Vegeta sat up in bed all the sudden. "Veggie?" Bulma said. "Something wrong?" Vegeta just jumped out of bed and ran down the hall tworeds Trunks' room. And Trunks wasen't there!! "Oh NO!! NOO!! NOOOOO!!" He screamed. Bulma came in after him. "What?" She asked. Vegeta gulped. "Trunks...he's GONE! He escaped out the window!!" He said. Bulma covered her mouth with a hand. "Uh...Oh....That's not good, now is it? But what if he's just going to go visit with friends or something? Maybe he has had no intention of doing any wrong doing...." She said. "MAYBE HE DID!!" Vegeta screamed, right in her face. He ran into his room and started to pull on his clothes. "Where are you going? We hafta sleep!!!" Bulma said. Vegeta looked at her liked she was crazy. "'No, we hafta find Trunks before he kills innocent people or something or rapes Pan!!" He said. He clipped his belt, pulled on his boots, and then ran down the stairs and out the door. "Wait for me!!!" Bulma screamed. Vegeta looked down at her. "No way!!" He said, flying higher into the air. "If I take you with me, you'll be nothing but a burden...." Bulma threw her shoe at him. "If you leave me here and Trunks comes back, then you might not even HAVE a wife anymore!!" She yelled. Vegeta thought about that fact. "Hmmm... Not even have a wife anymore..sounds good to me!" He said. Bulma threw her pocket knife at him and almost got him. "Fine, Fine! I'm coming down." Vegeta said. He slowley hovered down to the ground. "Now hurry and get on!!" He said. Bulma ran and jumped on his back, which looked sort of sexual. Then, he flew as fast as he could and she almost went flying off from the force of the pressure.