Disclaimer: I own DBZ.in my imagination.okay, okay, I'll admit it. I do not
own DBZ. There. Happy? Anyway, here's Chapter 3: Alone with Vegeta?!
Bulma ran down the halls to her lab and locked the door behind her. She leaned against the door and sighed deeply. *I'm being really stupid*, she thought. *It was just a dream. It's not like it's going to really happen.* Just then, someone banged on the door making her jump.
"Bulma, dear, it's Daddy. Open up."
Bulma composed herself and tried her best to act like nothing was wrong. She opened the door and her father walked in.
"We've hit a break-through in our project! One of the bots accidentally got too close to the stimulator and got stuck to it. All of a sudden the plasma beam started up and is ready for use. Isn't it wonderful!" Mr. Briefs exclaimed.
"That's great, Daddy. Now we can get to work on the next step," Bulma said half-heartedly.
"How's your project coming along?" her father asked.
"It's going good. Just a few bugs to fix."
"That's great! Well, I'm going to get back to the lab and finish up."
Her father left and Bulma shut the door once again.
***
A few hours later, Bulma was sitting at the lab table unsuccessfully working on a new prototype. Her mind was too distracted. She sighed and got up to leave the lab. Bulma walked slowly down the hall and stopped when she was outside the gravity room. She peeked into the window that allowed you to see inside. Vegeta was doing one-handed push-ups upside down. She watched the sweat drip off his body and his muscles tighten. Vegeta sensed a ki outside the chamber and turned his head to see Bulma watching him. He smirked smugly as she ducked away and ran down the hall. *Idiot girl trying to spy on me.*
Bulma ran into her room and shut the door.
"How embarrassing," she said aloud, "He's never going to let me live that down."
Bulma got angry with herself. It was just a dream. Why was she acting so childish? *That's it. No more childish acting. I'm a grown woman. I can handle this.*
She opened her room door half expecting Vegeta to be standing there, his arms crossed over his chest. Bulma walked into the kitchen to see her mother hurrying about the kitchen.
"Oh, there you are, honey. You're father has decided that we should go on a little holiday for a month or so to celebrate his success."
"That's fantastic! Where are we going?"
This is just what she needed, to get away from Vegeta, Capsule Corp., everything. Things were beginning to look up.
"Oh, no, dear. It's just me and your father."
Author's note: How was that? Not too long, but not too short. Bulma's parents are going away for a month or more, which means she'll be alone with, yup, you've guessed it, Vegeta. Will she be able to survive that long alone, without parental supervision? *hint, hint* Well, let's see what happens next. If you have any suggestions, comments, or words of wisdom, just review and let me know. ^_^ 'Til next time.
Bulma ran down the halls to her lab and locked the door behind her. She leaned against the door and sighed deeply. *I'm being really stupid*, she thought. *It was just a dream. It's not like it's going to really happen.* Just then, someone banged on the door making her jump.
"Bulma, dear, it's Daddy. Open up."
Bulma composed herself and tried her best to act like nothing was wrong. She opened the door and her father walked in.
"We've hit a break-through in our project! One of the bots accidentally got too close to the stimulator and got stuck to it. All of a sudden the plasma beam started up and is ready for use. Isn't it wonderful!" Mr. Briefs exclaimed.
"That's great, Daddy. Now we can get to work on the next step," Bulma said half-heartedly.
"How's your project coming along?" her father asked.
"It's going good. Just a few bugs to fix."
"That's great! Well, I'm going to get back to the lab and finish up."
Her father left and Bulma shut the door once again.
***
A few hours later, Bulma was sitting at the lab table unsuccessfully working on a new prototype. Her mind was too distracted. She sighed and got up to leave the lab. Bulma walked slowly down the hall and stopped when she was outside the gravity room. She peeked into the window that allowed you to see inside. Vegeta was doing one-handed push-ups upside down. She watched the sweat drip off his body and his muscles tighten. Vegeta sensed a ki outside the chamber and turned his head to see Bulma watching him. He smirked smugly as she ducked away and ran down the hall. *Idiot girl trying to spy on me.*
Bulma ran into her room and shut the door.
"How embarrassing," she said aloud, "He's never going to let me live that down."
Bulma got angry with herself. It was just a dream. Why was she acting so childish? *That's it. No more childish acting. I'm a grown woman. I can handle this.*
She opened her room door half expecting Vegeta to be standing there, his arms crossed over his chest. Bulma walked into the kitchen to see her mother hurrying about the kitchen.
"Oh, there you are, honey. You're father has decided that we should go on a little holiday for a month or so to celebrate his success."
"That's fantastic! Where are we going?"
This is just what she needed, to get away from Vegeta, Capsule Corp., everything. Things were beginning to look up.
"Oh, no, dear. It's just me and your father."
Author's note: How was that? Not too long, but not too short. Bulma's parents are going away for a month or more, which means she'll be alone with, yup, you've guessed it, Vegeta. Will she be able to survive that long alone, without parental supervision? *hint, hint* Well, let's see what happens next. If you have any suggestions, comments, or words of wisdom, just review and let me know. ^_^ 'Til next time.