I am writing this over doing homework, so like it!
Disclaimer: ./ If I had a million dollars ./ ./ If I had a million dollars ./ ./ I'd own Dbz ./ ./ I'd own Dbz ./ ./ Butttttttttttttttttttttttttt i'm broke so I don't own themmmmmmmmm./
Warning: In this story I had a nact for swearing..........
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"Hey sweetie," rang Bulma calling Yamcha.
"Hello babe, ummm, i'm sorry I won't be able to keep our date tonight *cough* I'm kind of *cough* feeling a bit under the weather," replied Yamcha.
"Oh, well thats too bad, say...how about I come over later and bring you some soup," offered Bulma.
"Nah thats ok, i'll stop by to see you tomorrow ok."
"Ok."
"Bye sweetie," said Bulma
"Cya babe," and with that Bulma hung up the phone and went to her room.
It was a rainy day and Bulma had nothing to do so she went to go watch TV, but when she got to the living room she saw something that would've stopped an eight day clock. (-_-* think about it) There Vegeta was all stretched out on the couch reading a book. Bulma just stood there gazing at him thinking, 'Now you don't see that everyday.'
Vegeta, noticing Bulma was staring at him said, "Woman what are you staring at."
"Free country, my house I could look at whatever I want," said Bulma.
"Knock it off! You act like you never saw me read before!" yelled Vegeta.
"Actually I never saw you do anything but eat, sleep and train," mumbled Bulma.
"And all I see you do is bitch about that weakling who has nothing else better to do than cheat on you."
"For your information, he does care about me, and he is sick today, so of course he has other plans."
"Sick in the head, hes probally with that girl you saw him with once," commented Vegeta.
"How did you know he was with some other girl once!" commanded Bulma.
"You have such a big mouth I think they could hear you all the way to Kakkorats(spelling?) house." said Vegeta.
"Fuck you Vegeta, I know Yamcha cares thats why i'm going to his house tonight," replied Bulma walking out of the living room. Obviously she could not relax in there with the 'royal pain in the ass' in there, she decided to go take a nap in her room.
Laying in her bed for twenty minutes, Bulma could not fall asleep so she just layed there to think. 'Vegetas wrong Yamcha does care about me i'll proveit to him.' She then turned on the TV and flipped throught the channels until she came across the cooking channel. Seeing food being cooked gave Bulma the idea to go cook some Bulma style soup for Yamcha. (Actually Bulma was going to try to make homemade soup).
She went downstairs and into the kitchen. Being the nosy person she was, Bulma peeked into the livingroom to see Vegeta was gone and the book on the couch.
"Probally training," Bulma thought to herself as she went into the kitchen to cook. She got out a metal pot, a wooden spoon, carrots, celery, noodles, and somes spices. While the water was boiling, bulma started chopping vegetables, then she added two spices and the water turned...........green.
Just then Vegeta came in, "Woman, hurry up with my dinner!" He took a look in the pot and had only one comment to make, "Stick to canned soup."
"Well if you know how to make soup better you can do it yourself," scoffed Bulma.
"A prince doesn't do a peasents job," smirked Vegeta.
"Well then stop complaining," yelled Bulma, "You better be glad your getting food served, I should be making you cook your own damn food!"
"Woman, stop your pissing and moaning and make my dinner already!" yelled Vegeta. Before he left he picked a spice from the rack and tossed it to Bulma who caught it and looked at him.
"Learn to cook woman," were his last words before going upstairs to take a shower.
Bulma dumped the 'slime' into the sink and started another boiling pot of water and added the spice Vegeta gave her. The soup actually looked like soup. She added the vegetables and when it was done she put a small bowl of it away for Yamcha and put the rest of it in a big bowl for vegeta.
She did not make a big dinner because her parents would be away for two weeks and she was going to Yamchas. "That royal pain in the ass could eat cold for all I care," thought Bulma as she wrapped Yamchas bowl in foil. She went upstairs, changed her outfit and got the soup and left in her capsule car to Yamchas house.
The drive there was rough considering it was raining so Bulma drove slow, but not that slow considering driving in the rain was fun to her, as long as it was not very very heavy rain. When she got there she knocked on the door and said, "Hey sweetie, surprise, thought I just drop by to see how you were feeling and bring you some soup," replied Bulma.
From the outside of the house Bulma was getting wet and heard ruffling of footsteps.
"Coming babe," yelled Yamcha as he scrambled and opened up the door.
"Hey Yamcha, just thought I'd bring you some soup," said Bulma holding out the soup.
"Awww thanks," replied Yamcha giving her a kiss on the cheek. Bulma and Yamcha went into his house and Bulma set in on the table in the living room.
"Babe, I don't *cough* think you should stick around here, uhhh me being sick and all."said Yamcha.
Out of nowhere a lady came out of the coatcloset and putting on her coat, "Darling I thought you were going to get rid of this tramp!" Bulma glared daggers at the woman.
"You slut!" yelled Bulma to the woman.
"Yamcha I am not going to stand for this, its over!" yelled the woman as she ran out. Bulma stood up and crossed her arms waiting for an explanation.
"Bulma sweetie I can explain," fibbed Yamcha.
"I'm waiting!" yelled Bulma.
"I........ahhhhhhh..........she was just visiting me," stuttered Yamcha.
"OH YEAH, AND IT JUST SO HAPPENS THAT SHE ENDS UP IN A CLOSET AND THEN SAYS ITS OVER WITH YOU, EXPLAIN THAT!" Bulma yelled almost shattering windows.
"I'm sorry Babe, c'mon you know I didn't do anything can you forgive me?" pleaded Yamcha.
"I did last time..................BUT NOT THIS TIME................its over Yamcha," replied Yamcha.
"C'mon Babe shes just a friend, come here i'll prove it," replied Yamcha walking toward Bulma. Bulma was walking toward the door, but saw a vase, grabbed it and threw it at him. The vase hit him but looked like it did no damage.
"YOU BITCH!" yelled Yamcha as took the bowl of soup off of the table without realizing it and threw it at Bulma. It hit her in the face causing her to hit the wall. Bulma glared at Yamcha, "You asshole stay the fuck out of my life," yelled Bulma as she ran out of the house, into her car and sped off with her side of her face burning. As soon as she was driving home she bursted into tears and without realizing it she crashed into a tree.
"Great, just fuckin great," Bulma got out and went to take a look at her car. Seeing that she had to fix it in her lab she decided to walk instead of trying to make the car work. Bulma put it back in her capsule and started her walk home trying to clear her mind.
It was night when she got home. She was soaking wet and still sobbing. When she got in she was glad Vegeta was not around so he didn't have to make a smart ass comment. Then she noticed Vegeta was in the kitchen eating what used to be half the food in the refridgerator.
"Damn," Bulma thought to herself. She just walked in anyway, sat at the table and put her head down.
"Stupid Woman," grumbled Vegeta while stuffing food into his mouth.
"Shut the hell up Vegeta!" yelled Bulma putting her head up to glare at him.
"So love hurts," smirked Vegeta.
Just then the phone rang...........
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Ok, my work is stupid but tell me how I did and if I should continue.
-DanceYourHeartOut
Disclaimer: ./ If I had a million dollars ./ ./ If I had a million dollars ./ ./ I'd own Dbz ./ ./ I'd own Dbz ./ ./ Butttttttttttttttttttttttttt i'm broke so I don't own themmmmmmmmm./
Warning: In this story I had a nact for swearing..........
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"Hey sweetie," rang Bulma calling Yamcha.
"Hello babe, ummm, i'm sorry I won't be able to keep our date tonight *cough* I'm kind of *cough* feeling a bit under the weather," replied Yamcha.
"Oh, well thats too bad, say...how about I come over later and bring you some soup," offered Bulma.
"Nah thats ok, i'll stop by to see you tomorrow ok."
"Ok."
"Bye sweetie," said Bulma
"Cya babe," and with that Bulma hung up the phone and went to her room.
It was a rainy day and Bulma had nothing to do so she went to go watch TV, but when she got to the living room she saw something that would've stopped an eight day clock. (-_-* think about it) There Vegeta was all stretched out on the couch reading a book. Bulma just stood there gazing at him thinking, 'Now you don't see that everyday.'
Vegeta, noticing Bulma was staring at him said, "Woman what are you staring at."
"Free country, my house I could look at whatever I want," said Bulma.
"Knock it off! You act like you never saw me read before!" yelled Vegeta.
"Actually I never saw you do anything but eat, sleep and train," mumbled Bulma.
"And all I see you do is bitch about that weakling who has nothing else better to do than cheat on you."
"For your information, he does care about me, and he is sick today, so of course he has other plans."
"Sick in the head, hes probally with that girl you saw him with once," commented Vegeta.
"How did you know he was with some other girl once!" commanded Bulma.
"You have such a big mouth I think they could hear you all the way to Kakkorats(spelling?) house." said Vegeta.
"Fuck you Vegeta, I know Yamcha cares thats why i'm going to his house tonight," replied Bulma walking out of the living room. Obviously she could not relax in there with the 'royal pain in the ass' in there, she decided to go take a nap in her room.
Laying in her bed for twenty minutes, Bulma could not fall asleep so she just layed there to think. 'Vegetas wrong Yamcha does care about me i'll proveit to him.' She then turned on the TV and flipped throught the channels until she came across the cooking channel. Seeing food being cooked gave Bulma the idea to go cook some Bulma style soup for Yamcha. (Actually Bulma was going to try to make homemade soup).
She went downstairs and into the kitchen. Being the nosy person she was, Bulma peeked into the livingroom to see Vegeta was gone and the book on the couch.
"Probally training," Bulma thought to herself as she went into the kitchen to cook. She got out a metal pot, a wooden spoon, carrots, celery, noodles, and somes spices. While the water was boiling, bulma started chopping vegetables, then she added two spices and the water turned...........green.
Just then Vegeta came in, "Woman, hurry up with my dinner!" He took a look in the pot and had only one comment to make, "Stick to canned soup."
"Well if you know how to make soup better you can do it yourself," scoffed Bulma.
"A prince doesn't do a peasents job," smirked Vegeta.
"Well then stop complaining," yelled Bulma, "You better be glad your getting food served, I should be making you cook your own damn food!"
"Woman, stop your pissing and moaning and make my dinner already!" yelled Vegeta. Before he left he picked a spice from the rack and tossed it to Bulma who caught it and looked at him.
"Learn to cook woman," were his last words before going upstairs to take a shower.
Bulma dumped the 'slime' into the sink and started another boiling pot of water and added the spice Vegeta gave her. The soup actually looked like soup. She added the vegetables and when it was done she put a small bowl of it away for Yamcha and put the rest of it in a big bowl for vegeta.
She did not make a big dinner because her parents would be away for two weeks and she was going to Yamchas. "That royal pain in the ass could eat cold for all I care," thought Bulma as she wrapped Yamchas bowl in foil. She went upstairs, changed her outfit and got the soup and left in her capsule car to Yamchas house.
The drive there was rough considering it was raining so Bulma drove slow, but not that slow considering driving in the rain was fun to her, as long as it was not very very heavy rain. When she got there she knocked on the door and said, "Hey sweetie, surprise, thought I just drop by to see how you were feeling and bring you some soup," replied Bulma.
From the outside of the house Bulma was getting wet and heard ruffling of footsteps.
"Coming babe," yelled Yamcha as he scrambled and opened up the door.
"Hey Yamcha, just thought I'd bring you some soup," said Bulma holding out the soup.
"Awww thanks," replied Yamcha giving her a kiss on the cheek. Bulma and Yamcha went into his house and Bulma set in on the table in the living room.
"Babe, I don't *cough* think you should stick around here, uhhh me being sick and all."said Yamcha.
Out of nowhere a lady came out of the coatcloset and putting on her coat, "Darling I thought you were going to get rid of this tramp!" Bulma glared daggers at the woman.
"You slut!" yelled Bulma to the woman.
"Yamcha I am not going to stand for this, its over!" yelled the woman as she ran out. Bulma stood up and crossed her arms waiting for an explanation.
"Bulma sweetie I can explain," fibbed Yamcha.
"I'm waiting!" yelled Bulma.
"I........ahhhhhhh..........she was just visiting me," stuttered Yamcha.
"OH YEAH, AND IT JUST SO HAPPENS THAT SHE ENDS UP IN A CLOSET AND THEN SAYS ITS OVER WITH YOU, EXPLAIN THAT!" Bulma yelled almost shattering windows.
"I'm sorry Babe, c'mon you know I didn't do anything can you forgive me?" pleaded Yamcha.
"I did last time..................BUT NOT THIS TIME................its over Yamcha," replied Yamcha.
"C'mon Babe shes just a friend, come here i'll prove it," replied Yamcha walking toward Bulma. Bulma was walking toward the door, but saw a vase, grabbed it and threw it at him. The vase hit him but looked like it did no damage.
"YOU BITCH!" yelled Yamcha as took the bowl of soup off of the table without realizing it and threw it at Bulma. It hit her in the face causing her to hit the wall. Bulma glared at Yamcha, "You asshole stay the fuck out of my life," yelled Bulma as she ran out of the house, into her car and sped off with her side of her face burning. As soon as she was driving home she bursted into tears and without realizing it she crashed into a tree.
"Great, just fuckin great," Bulma got out and went to take a look at her car. Seeing that she had to fix it in her lab she decided to walk instead of trying to make the car work. Bulma put it back in her capsule and started her walk home trying to clear her mind.
It was night when she got home. She was soaking wet and still sobbing. When she got in she was glad Vegeta was not around so he didn't have to make a smart ass comment. Then she noticed Vegeta was in the kitchen eating what used to be half the food in the refridgerator.
"Damn," Bulma thought to herself. She just walked in anyway, sat at the table and put her head down.
"Stupid Woman," grumbled Vegeta while stuffing food into his mouth.
"Shut the hell up Vegeta!" yelled Bulma putting her head up to glare at him.
"So love hurts," smirked Vegeta.
Just then the phone rang...........
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Ok, my work is stupid but tell me how I did and if I should continue.
-DanceYourHeartOut