Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ. Why must I have to write such a horrid thing? Anyway, here's Chapter 4. Here's a little back-tracking for those who don't remember what happened last.

"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."

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"Isn't it great?" her mother exclaimed. "We haven't gone away together for so long!"

"Oh, just you and Daddy. What about me?"

"I'm sure you're going to be fine, dear. Mr. Vegeta's here if anything goes wrong. I'm sure you two are going to survive just fine."

Bulma's face fell at this. A whole month alone with Vegeta! She would defiantly not survive.

"That block-head can't do anything. He's useless," she mumbled to herself.

"Now, now. He can fight for you if some bad guys show up. We're leaving now. So, we'll see you in a month or two."

Tears formed in Bulma's eyes as her parents flew away in their aircraft. All that time alone with Vegeta, she could vomit, preferably on him.

"I'll just avoid him," she said aloud.

She didn't realize how difficult that would be as she walked to her lab thinking about what she would do about dinner.

Author's note: Another short one. The next one is longer and things start to heat up, in more ways than one *hint, hint*. Catch ya later.