A/N: hey, new chapter, yip. Oh, and remember in the last chapter the last
sentence says 'Quickly I slapped my had and cursed myself.' had is supposed
to be head. Haha. I am realizing to many typos so I am going to start to
try and proofread! Well please read and enjoy!
Person- OMG! I feel like such an idiot! That is really funny though!
Chuquita- heh, thanks a lot, I know, I am good at writing! *people booing me*
Blulily19-I am glad you LOVE it. Akimbo means hands on the hips and elbows turned outwards. ^_^
Thyoth- Vegetto is the best isn't he. If I was a cartoon character I would date him, *-_-; *
July- yeah, maybe their was some chemistry, will it last though? Hmm, you idea is good, but I have a way of my own going on here, bwhahaha! ChiChi is in this chapter. No; she hasn't been anywhere, just at home, remember how ChiChi and Bulma share time with Vegetto? Anyways, hope you like this chapter!
Chapter 5: change of scenery
'Pulling myself from my bedroom I jogged down the stairs and into the kitchen hoping to find breakfast. And sure enough! -there was nobody there. Nobody except Trunks sitting at the counter sucking a popsicle; for breakfast imagine that (sarcasm) Strange enough, he didn't say anything to me, he didn't even seem to realize I was there! He was sucking on that thing while it was sucking out his brains. Like a baby nuzzling on a pacifier. I couldn't help but smile at him when I took a seat next to him, trying to subdue my headache at the fact their was no breakfast being served.
"What ya up to, kid?"
Trunks looked slowly up at me, giving one last suckle then pulled the ice stick from his mouth.
"What dose it look like I am doing," he groaned crossing his hand (that's was holding the popsicle) over my lap while he kept on his rambling, "sitting here bored as heck, while mom is out doing fun stuff, and its too hot to train. And 'you' wont let me go in the gravity room; and..."
I just let him blabber away, all I had my attention was on his ice cream that he was wavering about and flickering, and then how he held it over my lap, I was just waiting for it to drip all over me.
"-so that's how I am doing!" Trunks ended with a bark and one last sling of the wrist causing the ice cram to slop all over me.
Trunks covered his mouth quickly with both hands (even with the popsicle!), as mad as he was, he new what he just did would cost him a lot. And boy was he in for it. I just changed and little man has to get me freakin sticky! I felt my top was about to blow off and all my negative energy was going to bellow out. Reluctantly I held it in, yet still my irate irritation was readable.
"Oops," Trunks said behind his hand.
"I-its ok," I gritted through my teeth reaching for a napkin, Trunks was quick to help me out, he too scrambled for napkins and began to wipe me off.
Finally getting me all cleaned up I scooted off the stool onto the floor, that's when Bulma came in; carrying a hep of groceries.'
"Hey guys!" she said gleefully closing the door with her hip, she then came over and laid the bag on the table, "what's up?"
"What's up?" Vegetto barked, "no food that's what's up!"
Bulma ignored his hot temper and began reaching into the paper bag, "ew! Look what I got for you Trunk!" she then pulled out a box of TV dinners; Chicken n' Gravy."
Trunk just smile, this is what he always ate, when Mrs. Briefs wasn't cooking, his mom hardly made dinner, except her split pea soup, "yum."
"And I got a whole bunch of em too!" Bulma giggled lining them out on the table.
"Why don't you get real food?!" Vegetto snapped.
Bulma looked right at him, her face growing angry, "why don't you get your lazy butt up and make your own!"
"That's women's work!"
"Oh yeah?! Well its mens work to bring in the income, and are you doing that? NO! I am! So shut your mouth!"
Vegetto crossed his arms and began grinding his teeth, which was loud enough for Bulma to hear.
"Stop grinding your teeth you big child!"
"Ch-Child!" Vegetto hollered standing up straight, uncrossing his arms, he was getting really mad now. Bulma always did pluck the right cord with him, and he didn't like it, no sir re. Pointing harshly at her he roared, "call me that one more time and I'll blow you into hell!" Bulma smacked away his finger, "Child! Child! Child! That's just what you are!"
Suddenly Vegetto clinched his fists at his sides and crouched down, the whole foundation of the earth and building began to shake. Bulma scurried to the counter holding on, Trunks just sat their with a TV dinner in his hand (he was looking at the maze on the back of the box, but was now watching his dad just about sink Capsule Corp into the ground)
Vegetto's hair and eyes flashed gold and bright teal, he then stood straight, the earth still rumbling, he stuck his finger right into Bulma's face once more, "do-not-call-me-child." Bulma was furious, as scary as he looked and was behaving, she wasn't about to let that stand in her way. Jerking her head forward she bit hard on his finger tip. Vegetto let out a huge yelp and tried to pull his finger out of her teeth but it only tore at his glove. All the rumbling stopped and the flashing lights of energy. He was still super Saiyan but calmed down.
"Let go of me you rodent!" Vegetto barked.
Bulma didn't, just bit down harder. Vegetto yelped again, giving another pull of his hand. Then to cover up his pain and embarrassment of the situation he grew somber and angry again.
"Let go or I'll rip your jaw out!"
Bulma just furrowed her brows more then let go, leaving a sore finger covered in saliva. Vegetto held it up to his face and stuck out his tongue in disgust.
"Ack! You nasty little devil."
"Hmpf," Bulma snorted turning her back to him, as she began to put the boxed dinners in the fridge.
Vegetto crossed his arms and trucked out of the kitchen to go train, after all, lingering in that room any longer might make him more frustrated.
Bulma was finally finished putting the groceries away when suddenly she heard the phone ring, closing the fridge she headed to it and lifted it from the hook.
"Hello. May I ask who is calling?"
"Its me," came a gruff voice that sounded pretty nettled.
"ChiChi?"
"Uh!" she pouted on the other end, "who else did you think it was! I told you I would call today."
Bulma was now too growing vex, "I knew that! So what is it?" "I just wanted to confirm to you that I will be coming to pick my husband up this afternoon."
"That's it? I though you had a plan!"
"I'll tell you when I tell you!"
"Tell me no you little leech! Cause I am not go to be walking around in the dark!"
ChiChi was quite at first, she must have been aggravated and angry at being called a 'leech', "fine. I'll tell you. Its nothing much, but its an idea that's prone to work."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah!"
"Well then hurry up and tell me," Bulma hissed looking about the kitchen making sure Trunks wasn't near by. Nope.
"Lets just call it.......romancing the Stone......"
Vegetto just got out of the gravity room when he ran into Bulma, whom seemed to be looking for him.
"What do you want?" he snorted.
Bulma glared up at him, "don't be such a pig! Hurry up and get decent, ChiChi will be here to pick you up in a half hour."
"Ah?!" Vegetto shivered. Why did he have to go to that house, all Chichi did was nag and make him do chores. Though, Bulma isn't any different, she is just as big as a brat. Vegetto then straightened up and grunted as he made his way up to his room to clean up.
ChiChi pulled up into Capsule Corps privet driveway, she had a little bit of difficulty parking due to her newly acquired driving skills and newly bought (piece of crap) car. Putting the stick on 'P' she opened the car door and made her way to the front door, giving it a ring she straightened her dress and fixed her hair. Only a few moments passed (not long enough for a second ring) when the door was answered and Bulma and Vegetto were in view.
ChiChi smiled brightly up and Vegetto and stocked the side of his arm, her manner very pleasant,
"hi their hun. You look wonderful."
Vegetto gave her half a smile as he was pushed out the door by Bulma. "I am good and you?" he managed to ask.
Chichi gave a little giggle and blushed, "fine. Thank you very much for asking."
Bulma just rolled her eyes as she was clinching to Vegetto's arm like a tick on a mule.
"We had a wonderful time," Bulma butted in with a fancy smile that was as good as fake. ChiChi didn't really care what Bulma had to say, but was kind enough to smile, "good."
"Yes," Bulma said in almost sarcasm as she clinched Vegetto's arm more. Vegetto gasped lightly, then bent down and put his lips to Bulma's ear, "Bulma 'dear' could you please let go of me," he whispered through his teeth as he gently tried to pry her off.
Bulma wanted to smack him, but knowing what ChiChi would do of it she obeyed then flashed ChiChi another smile. Once released Vegetto took a step next to ChiChi, whom was now heading back to the car. Bulma fallowed closely.
ChiChi got on the left side of the car (passenger side in Japan ^_^) and opened the door for her 'husband' who got in and gave a sweet smile to ChiChi.
"It was really nice of you to keep him occupied Bulma," ChiChi said as she made her way to her side of the car, Bulma close to her.
"Yes. You know I wouldn't have a problem with that," her smile then melted away to a passive aggressive stare, "he is my husband after all, too."
ChiChi slipped into the driving seat and started the ignition, Bulma shut her door for her then put her head in the window, with her elbows on the door.
"Yes, of corse," ChiChi grinned, hiding her mockery.
Bulma leaned closer to her, taking a peek at Vegetto, whom wasn't paying any attention to the two, she then looked back at ChiChi who had her hands on the wheel.
"I don't mind you taking him off my hands for a few days, he's been a real ass."
"I am sure," ChiChi replied, yet ignoring Bulma's reply and use of profanity (something ChiChi did not support at all) she then looked in the rearview mirror as she went into reverse and out of the driveway. Bulma stood where she was and kept waving 'goodbye' yet all the while cussing in her breathe.
The two drove for a an hour, ChiChi asking Vegetto's question's in a sweet tone, yet trying to make sure the two didn't do anything too chummy. When he said the beach she grew a little worried but not too worried. Bulma was just a sleeze bucket, Vegetto wouldn't try anything with her.
Vegetto was impressed with her tune. She was extremely pleasant and kind. She had been pretty ok the last time he stayed with her, but nothing like this. Maybe she has calmed down a bit. Yet, Bulma was the same way for the first few days he was with her. You have to be carful with women, they can stab you in the back like that! Like walking in eggshells.
Two and a half hours passed and the two rolled up into the grass driveway of the Son house, seeing the small mountain cottage caught Vegetto in surprise. It felt good to be in a different scenery, though much smaller the Capsule Corp, it was a much more cozy surrounding, and not in the city.
"Well we're here," ChiChi smiled turning off the ignition and putting her purse on her lap as she opened her door.
Vegetto gave her a smile and too pulled himself from the car. Just then Goten came pouncing out.
"Uncle dad! Uncle dad!"
As happy as Vegetto was to see little Goten, it didn't work that way. Uncle dad?
Goten jumped up on Vegetto and hung around his neck, Vegetto didn't move. He was still baffled over what Goten called him. Moving his arms up he grasped Goten around the waist and held him before him with a cocked brow.
"Uncle dad?"
Goten looked at him with giant eyes, "yeah!" he chirped, "don't you get it? Dad's in you along with Vegeta, I once called Vegeta Uncle Vegeta (which made him furious) so I will call you uncle dad!"
Vegetto just looked at him lost, he then gave the look to ChiChi who was giggling, she then shrugged her shoulders as she locked the car door. Vegetto looked back at Goten and gave him a weak smile.
"Well-isn't that nice," he said weakly.
The three then made their way inside to find Gohan, whom approached 'Uncle dad' with a smile.
"Hey there....Vegetto," Gohan smile scratching the back of his head, still not sure what to call him.
Vegetto laughed lightly at his son and patted him on the shoulder, "hey Gohan," he then leaned forward and gave him a thumbs up, "you can just call me dad, k?" he then flashed him a wink.
Gohan chuckled, "alright, dad," he then patted Vegetto on the back, "works for me."
ChiChi joined in with the small talk and giggles, "ok you guys, wash your hands. I have dinner in the oven."
Gohan looked at her with wide eyes, "dinner? But its only three."
"I know," ChiChi nodded making her way to the stove, "I thought cause your dad was back we could have an early dinner."
"Alright!" Vegetto cheered. Everyone laughed at his excitement.
ChiChi laid all the wonderful food on the table, "eat up now."
"Wow Chi! This looks great!" Vegetto squealed picking up his fork and admiring the all the foods.
ChiChi giggled, blushing again, only in his new form, 'Vegetto', would he call her 'Chi' which she found very cute, "good, I am glad you like it."
"Aw, you bet!" Vegetto cried digging in.
Gohan chuckled, "hey there dad, I realized you managed to redo your voice."
"Yeah, what do you think?!"
"I think its cool!" Goten said in awe.
"Yeah, it sounds great," Gohan smiled.
ChiChi had recognized it much earlier, but hadn't said anything, she loved it a lot yes! But it was hard for her not to hear Goku's voice.
A/N: so what did ya think? Cute chapter huh? Vegetto sure is moody huh? Hehehe. Its just the fact if you tap him in the right spot her will get irritated beyond relief. So, what was Bulma's and ChiChi's plan? You'll have to find out a lil later, so keep reading and reviewing!
Person- OMG! I feel like such an idiot! That is really funny though!
Chuquita- heh, thanks a lot, I know, I am good at writing! *people booing me*
Blulily19-I am glad you LOVE it. Akimbo means hands on the hips and elbows turned outwards. ^_^
Thyoth- Vegetto is the best isn't he. If I was a cartoon character I would date him, *-_-; *
July- yeah, maybe their was some chemistry, will it last though? Hmm, you idea is good, but I have a way of my own going on here, bwhahaha! ChiChi is in this chapter. No; she hasn't been anywhere, just at home, remember how ChiChi and Bulma share time with Vegetto? Anyways, hope you like this chapter!
Chapter 5: change of scenery
'Pulling myself from my bedroom I jogged down the stairs and into the kitchen hoping to find breakfast. And sure enough! -there was nobody there. Nobody except Trunks sitting at the counter sucking a popsicle; for breakfast imagine that (sarcasm) Strange enough, he didn't say anything to me, he didn't even seem to realize I was there! He was sucking on that thing while it was sucking out his brains. Like a baby nuzzling on a pacifier. I couldn't help but smile at him when I took a seat next to him, trying to subdue my headache at the fact their was no breakfast being served.
"What ya up to, kid?"
Trunks looked slowly up at me, giving one last suckle then pulled the ice stick from his mouth.
"What dose it look like I am doing," he groaned crossing his hand (that's was holding the popsicle) over my lap while he kept on his rambling, "sitting here bored as heck, while mom is out doing fun stuff, and its too hot to train. And 'you' wont let me go in the gravity room; and..."
I just let him blabber away, all I had my attention was on his ice cream that he was wavering about and flickering, and then how he held it over my lap, I was just waiting for it to drip all over me.
"-so that's how I am doing!" Trunks ended with a bark and one last sling of the wrist causing the ice cram to slop all over me.
Trunks covered his mouth quickly with both hands (even with the popsicle!), as mad as he was, he new what he just did would cost him a lot. And boy was he in for it. I just changed and little man has to get me freakin sticky! I felt my top was about to blow off and all my negative energy was going to bellow out. Reluctantly I held it in, yet still my irate irritation was readable.
"Oops," Trunks said behind his hand.
"I-its ok," I gritted through my teeth reaching for a napkin, Trunks was quick to help me out, he too scrambled for napkins and began to wipe me off.
Finally getting me all cleaned up I scooted off the stool onto the floor, that's when Bulma came in; carrying a hep of groceries.'
"Hey guys!" she said gleefully closing the door with her hip, she then came over and laid the bag on the table, "what's up?"
"What's up?" Vegetto barked, "no food that's what's up!"
Bulma ignored his hot temper and began reaching into the paper bag, "ew! Look what I got for you Trunk!" she then pulled out a box of TV dinners; Chicken n' Gravy."
Trunk just smile, this is what he always ate, when Mrs. Briefs wasn't cooking, his mom hardly made dinner, except her split pea soup, "yum."
"And I got a whole bunch of em too!" Bulma giggled lining them out on the table.
"Why don't you get real food?!" Vegetto snapped.
Bulma looked right at him, her face growing angry, "why don't you get your lazy butt up and make your own!"
"That's women's work!"
"Oh yeah?! Well its mens work to bring in the income, and are you doing that? NO! I am! So shut your mouth!"
Vegetto crossed his arms and began grinding his teeth, which was loud enough for Bulma to hear.
"Stop grinding your teeth you big child!"
"Ch-Child!" Vegetto hollered standing up straight, uncrossing his arms, he was getting really mad now. Bulma always did pluck the right cord with him, and he didn't like it, no sir re. Pointing harshly at her he roared, "call me that one more time and I'll blow you into hell!" Bulma smacked away his finger, "Child! Child! Child! That's just what you are!"
Suddenly Vegetto clinched his fists at his sides and crouched down, the whole foundation of the earth and building began to shake. Bulma scurried to the counter holding on, Trunks just sat their with a TV dinner in his hand (he was looking at the maze on the back of the box, but was now watching his dad just about sink Capsule Corp into the ground)
Vegetto's hair and eyes flashed gold and bright teal, he then stood straight, the earth still rumbling, he stuck his finger right into Bulma's face once more, "do-not-call-me-child." Bulma was furious, as scary as he looked and was behaving, she wasn't about to let that stand in her way. Jerking her head forward she bit hard on his finger tip. Vegetto let out a huge yelp and tried to pull his finger out of her teeth but it only tore at his glove. All the rumbling stopped and the flashing lights of energy. He was still super Saiyan but calmed down.
"Let go of me you rodent!" Vegetto barked.
Bulma didn't, just bit down harder. Vegetto yelped again, giving another pull of his hand. Then to cover up his pain and embarrassment of the situation he grew somber and angry again.
"Let go or I'll rip your jaw out!"
Bulma just furrowed her brows more then let go, leaving a sore finger covered in saliva. Vegetto held it up to his face and stuck out his tongue in disgust.
"Ack! You nasty little devil."
"Hmpf," Bulma snorted turning her back to him, as she began to put the boxed dinners in the fridge.
Vegetto crossed his arms and trucked out of the kitchen to go train, after all, lingering in that room any longer might make him more frustrated.
Bulma was finally finished putting the groceries away when suddenly she heard the phone ring, closing the fridge she headed to it and lifted it from the hook.
"Hello. May I ask who is calling?"
"Its me," came a gruff voice that sounded pretty nettled.
"ChiChi?"
"Uh!" she pouted on the other end, "who else did you think it was! I told you I would call today."
Bulma was now too growing vex, "I knew that! So what is it?" "I just wanted to confirm to you that I will be coming to pick my husband up this afternoon."
"That's it? I though you had a plan!"
"I'll tell you when I tell you!"
"Tell me no you little leech! Cause I am not go to be walking around in the dark!"
ChiChi was quite at first, she must have been aggravated and angry at being called a 'leech', "fine. I'll tell you. Its nothing much, but its an idea that's prone to work."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah!"
"Well then hurry up and tell me," Bulma hissed looking about the kitchen making sure Trunks wasn't near by. Nope.
"Lets just call it.......romancing the Stone......"
Vegetto just got out of the gravity room when he ran into Bulma, whom seemed to be looking for him.
"What do you want?" he snorted.
Bulma glared up at him, "don't be such a pig! Hurry up and get decent, ChiChi will be here to pick you up in a half hour."
"Ah?!" Vegetto shivered. Why did he have to go to that house, all Chichi did was nag and make him do chores. Though, Bulma isn't any different, she is just as big as a brat. Vegetto then straightened up and grunted as he made his way up to his room to clean up.
ChiChi pulled up into Capsule Corps privet driveway, she had a little bit of difficulty parking due to her newly acquired driving skills and newly bought (piece of crap) car. Putting the stick on 'P' she opened the car door and made her way to the front door, giving it a ring she straightened her dress and fixed her hair. Only a few moments passed (not long enough for a second ring) when the door was answered and Bulma and Vegetto were in view.
ChiChi smiled brightly up and Vegetto and stocked the side of his arm, her manner very pleasant,
"hi their hun. You look wonderful."
Vegetto gave her half a smile as he was pushed out the door by Bulma. "I am good and you?" he managed to ask.
Chichi gave a little giggle and blushed, "fine. Thank you very much for asking."
Bulma just rolled her eyes as she was clinching to Vegetto's arm like a tick on a mule.
"We had a wonderful time," Bulma butted in with a fancy smile that was as good as fake. ChiChi didn't really care what Bulma had to say, but was kind enough to smile, "good."
"Yes," Bulma said in almost sarcasm as she clinched Vegetto's arm more. Vegetto gasped lightly, then bent down and put his lips to Bulma's ear, "Bulma 'dear' could you please let go of me," he whispered through his teeth as he gently tried to pry her off.
Bulma wanted to smack him, but knowing what ChiChi would do of it she obeyed then flashed ChiChi another smile. Once released Vegetto took a step next to ChiChi, whom was now heading back to the car. Bulma fallowed closely.
ChiChi got on the left side of the car (passenger side in Japan ^_^) and opened the door for her 'husband' who got in and gave a sweet smile to ChiChi.
"It was really nice of you to keep him occupied Bulma," ChiChi said as she made her way to her side of the car, Bulma close to her.
"Yes. You know I wouldn't have a problem with that," her smile then melted away to a passive aggressive stare, "he is my husband after all, too."
ChiChi slipped into the driving seat and started the ignition, Bulma shut her door for her then put her head in the window, with her elbows on the door.
"Yes, of corse," ChiChi grinned, hiding her mockery.
Bulma leaned closer to her, taking a peek at Vegetto, whom wasn't paying any attention to the two, she then looked back at ChiChi who had her hands on the wheel.
"I don't mind you taking him off my hands for a few days, he's been a real ass."
"I am sure," ChiChi replied, yet ignoring Bulma's reply and use of profanity (something ChiChi did not support at all) she then looked in the rearview mirror as she went into reverse and out of the driveway. Bulma stood where she was and kept waving 'goodbye' yet all the while cussing in her breathe.
The two drove for a an hour, ChiChi asking Vegetto's question's in a sweet tone, yet trying to make sure the two didn't do anything too chummy. When he said the beach she grew a little worried but not too worried. Bulma was just a sleeze bucket, Vegetto wouldn't try anything with her.
Vegetto was impressed with her tune. She was extremely pleasant and kind. She had been pretty ok the last time he stayed with her, but nothing like this. Maybe she has calmed down a bit. Yet, Bulma was the same way for the first few days he was with her. You have to be carful with women, they can stab you in the back like that! Like walking in eggshells.
Two and a half hours passed and the two rolled up into the grass driveway of the Son house, seeing the small mountain cottage caught Vegetto in surprise. It felt good to be in a different scenery, though much smaller the Capsule Corp, it was a much more cozy surrounding, and not in the city.
"Well we're here," ChiChi smiled turning off the ignition and putting her purse on her lap as she opened her door.
Vegetto gave her a smile and too pulled himself from the car. Just then Goten came pouncing out.
"Uncle dad! Uncle dad!"
As happy as Vegetto was to see little Goten, it didn't work that way. Uncle dad?
Goten jumped up on Vegetto and hung around his neck, Vegetto didn't move. He was still baffled over what Goten called him. Moving his arms up he grasped Goten around the waist and held him before him with a cocked brow.
"Uncle dad?"
Goten looked at him with giant eyes, "yeah!" he chirped, "don't you get it? Dad's in you along with Vegeta, I once called Vegeta Uncle Vegeta (which made him furious) so I will call you uncle dad!"
Vegetto just looked at him lost, he then gave the look to ChiChi who was giggling, she then shrugged her shoulders as she locked the car door. Vegetto looked back at Goten and gave him a weak smile.
"Well-isn't that nice," he said weakly.
The three then made their way inside to find Gohan, whom approached 'Uncle dad' with a smile.
"Hey there....Vegetto," Gohan smile scratching the back of his head, still not sure what to call him.
Vegetto laughed lightly at his son and patted him on the shoulder, "hey Gohan," he then leaned forward and gave him a thumbs up, "you can just call me dad, k?" he then flashed him a wink.
Gohan chuckled, "alright, dad," he then patted Vegetto on the back, "works for me."
ChiChi joined in with the small talk and giggles, "ok you guys, wash your hands. I have dinner in the oven."
Gohan looked at her with wide eyes, "dinner? But its only three."
"I know," ChiChi nodded making her way to the stove, "I thought cause your dad was back we could have an early dinner."
"Alright!" Vegetto cheered. Everyone laughed at his excitement.
ChiChi laid all the wonderful food on the table, "eat up now."
"Wow Chi! This looks great!" Vegetto squealed picking up his fork and admiring the all the foods.
ChiChi giggled, blushing again, only in his new form, 'Vegetto', would he call her 'Chi' which she found very cute, "good, I am glad you like it."
"Aw, you bet!" Vegetto cried digging in.
Gohan chuckled, "hey there dad, I realized you managed to redo your voice."
"Yeah, what do you think?!"
"I think its cool!" Goten said in awe.
"Yeah, it sounds great," Gohan smiled.
ChiChi had recognized it much earlier, but hadn't said anything, she loved it a lot yes! But it was hard for her not to hear Goku's voice.
A/N: so what did ya think? Cute chapter huh? Vegetto sure is moody huh? Hehehe. Its just the fact if you tap him in the right spot her will get irritated beyond relief. So, what was Bulma's and ChiChi's plan? You'll have to find out a lil later, so keep reading and reviewing!