Forever is a long time PT.1
"Damnit", Bulma screamed tossing a paper ball into the corner where they joined the others overflowing in her wastebasket. This document was a lost cause. She would have started again but her stomach disagreed. Loudly. Locking up her lab, she headed down stairs and nearly swallowed her tongue trying to choke back a scream.
"Hi honey", her father said popping out of absolutely nowhere. "Dad you scared me don't do that", struggling to breathe she pushed past her father and into the kitchen. "Hey daddy do you want me to make you something to eat" Dr Briefs paled visibly and nodded "Uh no honey I, uh, already, um, ate Yeah that's it!!!" He chuckled. Bulma gave her father a funny look and said, "Why not you didn't eat you were in your lab all morning you couldn't have eaten"
Her day was brutally murdered in cold blood when her
"houseguest" walked in. "He doesn't want to die of your excruciatingly horrible cooking", a deep voice said. Bulma ignored him and put some coffee on. Her stomach growled again reminding her that she had not yet eaten. She was about to look in the refrigerator when Vegeta pushed her out of the way. Bulma stood and waited patiently for him to finish while she poured the coffee. She would not be the butt of his sarcastic jokes today not when she was already irritated.
Vegeta took his head out of the fridge and poured his goodies out on the table. Bulma and her dad rescued their coffee mugs from being crushed by what looked like an entourage of food enough to feed an army. He had ham, cheese, turkey, mayo, and beans.
Beans.
Dr. Briefs got up and kissed Bulma on the cheek. "Bye pumpkin in going to go finish up at the lab". "Bye dad". As he walked out he kissed his wife who was walking in with grocery bags that by the looks of it were very heavy. Bulma and her dad rushed over to take the bags from her and put them on the island counter
Vegeta didn't make a move to help.
"Damnit Vegeta you could at least try to help", Mrs. Briefs said a slight hint of annoyance in her voice. (A/N: In my story Mrs. Briefs is not an idiot) Bulma sat at the table and looked in disdain at her coffee, which had gone cold. Vegeta got up and purposely left his plate there for some unlucky fool to clean.
Bulma watched, seething as he just got up and started to leave. Gritting her teeth she stomped over to him. "VEGETA WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK THIS IS!!!!!!????? IM NOT YOUR SLAVE CLEAN UP THIS MESS, NOW!!!! HEY.."
Vegeta stood there smirking at the shrieking harridan.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SMIRKING ABOUT YOUR LUCKY THAT YOU EVEN HAVE PLATE TO EAT OFF OF AND CUPS TO DRINK OUT OF IF IT WERENT FOR US YOU'D BE SLEEPING IN TREES LIKE THE MONKEY YOU ARE AND LOOKING FOR YOUR FOOD IN A DUMPSTER!!!!!! DO YOU HEAR ME; PUT THOSE DISHES IN THE SINK!!!!!!!!!" Bulma huffed her way to the end of a long and angry tirade.
"And if you don't I'll dismantle the Gravity Room. Vegeta smirked. "I've discovered a new way of training without your stupid inventions". "Oh yeah, what's that?" Vegeta smirked. "The Hyperbolic Time Chamber "Now it was Bulma's turn to smirk."To bad you have to be trusted and known by Kami, you can't just go up there and demand to use the room and you need two people to go in and I know for a fact that Goku won't agree. Hmm to bad, huh?"
Vegeta growled. He, The Prince of all Saiya-jin would not be put manual labor he would not... Jobs like that were for women not of royal blood and third class slaves. He was neither. He grit his teeth until he felt them bleed. "Fine woman but if you tell any one this I will punish you, is that clear?" He put the dishes in the sink and stalked out. "Crystal" Bulma whispered
"Damnit", Bulma screamed tossing a paper ball into the corner where they joined the others overflowing in her wastebasket. This document was a lost cause. She would have started again but her stomach disagreed. Loudly. Locking up her lab, she headed down stairs and nearly swallowed her tongue trying to choke back a scream.
"Hi honey", her father said popping out of absolutely nowhere. "Dad you scared me don't do that", struggling to breathe she pushed past her father and into the kitchen. "Hey daddy do you want me to make you something to eat" Dr Briefs paled visibly and nodded "Uh no honey I, uh, already, um, ate Yeah that's it!!!" He chuckled. Bulma gave her father a funny look and said, "Why not you didn't eat you were in your lab all morning you couldn't have eaten"
Her day was brutally murdered in cold blood when her
"houseguest" walked in. "He doesn't want to die of your excruciatingly horrible cooking", a deep voice said. Bulma ignored him and put some coffee on. Her stomach growled again reminding her that she had not yet eaten. She was about to look in the refrigerator when Vegeta pushed her out of the way. Bulma stood and waited patiently for him to finish while she poured the coffee. She would not be the butt of his sarcastic jokes today not when she was already irritated.
Vegeta took his head out of the fridge and poured his goodies out on the table. Bulma and her dad rescued their coffee mugs from being crushed by what looked like an entourage of food enough to feed an army. He had ham, cheese, turkey, mayo, and beans.
Beans.
Dr. Briefs got up and kissed Bulma on the cheek. "Bye pumpkin in going to go finish up at the lab". "Bye dad". As he walked out he kissed his wife who was walking in with grocery bags that by the looks of it were very heavy. Bulma and her dad rushed over to take the bags from her and put them on the island counter
Vegeta didn't make a move to help.
"Damnit Vegeta you could at least try to help", Mrs. Briefs said a slight hint of annoyance in her voice. (A/N: In my story Mrs. Briefs is not an idiot) Bulma sat at the table and looked in disdain at her coffee, which had gone cold. Vegeta got up and purposely left his plate there for some unlucky fool to clean.
Bulma watched, seething as he just got up and started to leave. Gritting her teeth she stomped over to him. "VEGETA WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK THIS IS!!!!!!????? IM NOT YOUR SLAVE CLEAN UP THIS MESS, NOW!!!! HEY.."
Vegeta stood there smirking at the shrieking harridan.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SMIRKING ABOUT YOUR LUCKY THAT YOU EVEN HAVE PLATE TO EAT OFF OF AND CUPS TO DRINK OUT OF IF IT WERENT FOR US YOU'D BE SLEEPING IN TREES LIKE THE MONKEY YOU ARE AND LOOKING FOR YOUR FOOD IN A DUMPSTER!!!!!! DO YOU HEAR ME; PUT THOSE DISHES IN THE SINK!!!!!!!!!" Bulma huffed her way to the end of a long and angry tirade.
"And if you don't I'll dismantle the Gravity Room. Vegeta smirked. "I've discovered a new way of training without your stupid inventions". "Oh yeah, what's that?" Vegeta smirked. "The Hyperbolic Time Chamber "Now it was Bulma's turn to smirk."To bad you have to be trusted and known by Kami, you can't just go up there and demand to use the room and you need two people to go in and I know for a fact that Goku won't agree. Hmm to bad, huh?"
Vegeta growled. He, The Prince of all Saiya-jin would not be put manual labor he would not... Jobs like that were for women not of royal blood and third class slaves. He was neither. He grit his teeth until he felt them bleed. "Fine woman but if you tell any one this I will punish you, is that clear?" He put the dishes in the sink and stalked out. "Crystal" Bulma whispered