Don't Get Bulma Angry Fic # 2
Time to Dye (Hair That Is)
Summary: Vegeta dyes his hair because he knows Bulma loves his original color! But there is a small gag attached!!! HEHE!!! Enjoy!
It was early morning when Vegeta woke up. The Saiyan Prince's eyes were blurry from sleep. He reached up with a strong hand, rubbing his eyes. Blinking a few times, his sight got better and he moved to sit on the side of the bed. His feet touched the hard floor. Using the strength in his upper body, he pulled himself up.
Vegeta flicked on the lightswitch. The head light illuminated the entire bathroom. The Saiyan Prince opened the mirrored cabinet and took out his razor and shaving cream. He pressed the top of the shaving cream cann and soft, white foam began to pour in his hand. He smeared it around the bottom portion of his face and began to shave.
It took him only a few minutes to shave. Afterward, he reached under the sink and pulled out a box. It was a box of hairdye. He had no idea what color it was though. He couldn't find it. Bulla had gotten it for him after he asked her to pick it up for him. She was not to tell Bulma. He wanted a reaction from her when she saw it. He was guessing an angry reaction. Lately she kept bugging him about his hair. Nice bugging. She loved his hair and never wanted him to change it. Especially the color. He was going to dye his hair so she would leave his hair alone. He smirked and chuckled.
Bulma was sitting on the balcony of their house tanning in her new bikini. Bull was laying next to her on a towel on her stomach while Bulma was sitting on a lounger. They both wore sunglasses over their eyes. Trunks was sitting next to Bulla putting on sunscreen. He was wearing his swimming trunks. Later on he was planning on taking a dip in the pool.
"Trunks, when are you gonna go swimming?" Bulla asked her older brother.
He shrugged. "I don't know. I was thinking later. Why?" He laid on his side facing his little sister.
"I just wanted to go swimming in a bit."
"You wanna come with?"
"Sure."
Trunks laid down on his back. "By the way, Bulla, what did you buy for dad yesterday?"
"Hair dye." She replied sleepily.
"What?!" Bulma asked as she sat up. "What did you buy?"
"Hair dye." Bulla turned to her mother.
"Why?"
"Dad said he wanted a change. And he told me not to tell you."
Bulma growled. "I'll kill that no-good, bumbling, arrogant, jerk of a prince!" She stood up.
A deep voice was heard in the shadows of the house.
"What's the matter, Bulma? It's my hair! So I can do whatever I want with it!"
"Why would you change it, jerkweed?"
"Because I'm tired of you bugging about how great my hair is and that I shouldn't change it! Well, guess what, princess? I dyed it!" He stepped onto the balcony.
Trunks looked at his sister. "What kind of hairdye did you get him?"
Bulla smiled. "Color Me Pink.."
Vegeta stood in the sunlight. His hair was different all right. It was pink. Very bright pink! And instead of Bulma being angry, she was laughing. And so did their two children. His face turned the color of his hair.
THE END...
More short fics to come! If you have one....Send it to me!
Kyatoz,
Laura
Time to Dye (Hair That Is)
Summary: Vegeta dyes his hair because he knows Bulma loves his original color! But there is a small gag attached!!! HEHE!!! Enjoy!
It was early morning when Vegeta woke up. The Saiyan Prince's eyes were blurry from sleep. He reached up with a strong hand, rubbing his eyes. Blinking a few times, his sight got better and he moved to sit on the side of the bed. His feet touched the hard floor. Using the strength in his upper body, he pulled himself up.
Vegeta flicked on the lightswitch. The head light illuminated the entire bathroom. The Saiyan Prince opened the mirrored cabinet and took out his razor and shaving cream. He pressed the top of the shaving cream cann and soft, white foam began to pour in his hand. He smeared it around the bottom portion of his face and began to shave.
It took him only a few minutes to shave. Afterward, he reached under the sink and pulled out a box. It was a box of hairdye. He had no idea what color it was though. He couldn't find it. Bulla had gotten it for him after he asked her to pick it up for him. She was not to tell Bulma. He wanted a reaction from her when she saw it. He was guessing an angry reaction. Lately she kept bugging him about his hair. Nice bugging. She loved his hair and never wanted him to change it. Especially the color. He was going to dye his hair so she would leave his hair alone. He smirked and chuckled.
Bulma was sitting on the balcony of their house tanning in her new bikini. Bull was laying next to her on a towel on her stomach while Bulma was sitting on a lounger. They both wore sunglasses over their eyes. Trunks was sitting next to Bulla putting on sunscreen. He was wearing his swimming trunks. Later on he was planning on taking a dip in the pool.
"Trunks, when are you gonna go swimming?" Bulla asked her older brother.
He shrugged. "I don't know. I was thinking later. Why?" He laid on his side facing his little sister.
"I just wanted to go swimming in a bit."
"You wanna come with?"
"Sure."
Trunks laid down on his back. "By the way, Bulla, what did you buy for dad yesterday?"
"Hair dye." She replied sleepily.
"What?!" Bulma asked as she sat up. "What did you buy?"
"Hair dye." Bulla turned to her mother.
"Why?"
"Dad said he wanted a change. And he told me not to tell you."
Bulma growled. "I'll kill that no-good, bumbling, arrogant, jerk of a prince!" She stood up.
A deep voice was heard in the shadows of the house.
"What's the matter, Bulma? It's my hair! So I can do whatever I want with it!"
"Why would you change it, jerkweed?"
"Because I'm tired of you bugging about how great my hair is and that I shouldn't change it! Well, guess what, princess? I dyed it!" He stepped onto the balcony.
Trunks looked at his sister. "What kind of hairdye did you get him?"
Bulla smiled. "Color Me Pink.."
Vegeta stood in the sunlight. His hair was different all right. It was pink. Very bright pink! And instead of Bulma being angry, she was laughing. And so did their two children. His face turned the color of his hair.
THE END...
More short fics to come! If you have one....Send it to me!
Kyatoz,
Laura