Chapter Three: A phone call is made
"What is operation Vegeta/Yamcha?" came the curious voice. Giggling, Monica looked around the room. Her eyes turn to slits as she spots the camera her mom had installed. Lifting her arm she turns back to the phone. The camera explodes as a small ki blast hits it. Lowering her hand, Monica proceeds.
"You can keep a secret, right?" she asks sarcastically. A small "yeah" transmits over the phone, and Monica proceeds, again. "Well, I want to get Vegeta and Yamcha together." A small groan can be heard in the background, and Monica sighs.
"You know how important this is to me Greg," she states softly, "Please help me."
"Okay, okay" begins the tired voice. "What do you want me to do?" Grinning devilishly, Monica rubs her hands together.
"Perfect," she begins. "How shall we do this? Oh...I know. We'll steal some of Vegeta's things, and put them in Yamcha's room. Then we'll do the same thing to Vegeta. It's brilliant, Brilliant, BRILLIANT I SAY. Genius!" (Maniacal laughter can be heard)
"Or, we could just lock them in a room together and pray for the best?" Greg threw out the idea. Monica pauses for a minute, this could work? Why shouldn't it!
"I agree!" she exclaims, as one-finger points in the air. "But we have to set them mood first." Thinking, Monica begins to tap her foot. "We could make a romantic dinner for two. Invite them both into the room, at the same time mind you, and lock all the doors" (Again maniacal laughter is heard)
"I love it!"
"Great," Greg's voice is again groggy. "Can I go back to sleep now?"
"Yes, you have served your purpose." Monica states, as she waves her hand in the air.
"Ni..." (Snoring can be heard)
"GREG!!!" Monica shrieks into the phone. "Hang up the phone!!" (The phone goes dead). Monica sighs to herself, what am I going to do with that boy? Chuckling Monica walks over to her desk, and jots down a quick note. It reads as follows:
Dear Yamcha,
Would you mind meeting me in the kitchen at 4:00 tonight? I would very much appreciate it. See you later, Monica
Giggling softly, Monica re writes the same thing but to Vegeta this time. Setting the mood, Monica creeps out of her room, and into Vegeta and Bulma's. Walking over to Vegeta's bureau, and places the note down. He should get it very soon. She thought to herself. The floor boards behind her creak, and Monica quickly dives under the bed. Looking out from the frill, Monica spots her Stepfather standing over his bureau reading THE NOTE! She hears a quick grunt coming from him, as he places the now open note back down.
"What could she want?" comes the silky voice. Turning around, Monica sees him walk into the bathroom, and darts for the door. Reaching it, she speeds out of the room, and leans over panting in the hallway. A towel clad Vegeta walks out, and sees her standing there. Grinning, Monica begins to inch away.
"See you later," smirking he calls out as he turns back into his room "Monica."
Blushing, Monica runs out side, and flies over to Yamcha's apartment over in East City. The door is a jar, and Monica slips the invite through the mail slot. Knocking on the door, she quickly hides around the corner. Footsteps can be heard, and then the grinding of the mail slot as it is opened. Monica quickly peeks around the corner.
"What's this?" come the husky tones. "Hmm...Monica. I guess I could." Turning back around, Monica pumps her arms in the air. Walking out of the apartments, Monica gives a faint shriek, and spins. Time to put operation Vegeta/Yamcha into play, she thought as she lands at Capsule Corps.
A/N: Hey you guys/girls. I hope you like this new chappie. No one's been reading this story yet. It's kinda sad. sigh. Until the next chappie, Mel