Chapter Three: Shopping
"Hurry up with my shopping, Dad!" Marron called from the car door. She flicked her blonde pigtails behind her ears and sighed impatiently. "Come on, come on. I don't have all day!"
"Coming, Marron." A small man assured as he hid behind the mountain of boxes and bags he was left carrying. He had a black moustache and black hair, with hints of grey, and no nose.
"Krillin, don't keep us waiting. There are more shops we need to visit before lunch you know." A tall, blonde haired woman called from the car.
"Sorry, Eighteen." Krillin apologised.
"Daddy, there's this really neat shop that sells the best shoes. I really want to go have a look. These shoes I'm wearing are so old." Marron complained.
"But you just bought them yesterday!"
Marron shrugged her shoulders and got into the car.
Krillin sighed. Why me? Why me? I really need a vacation.
"Krillin!"
"Coming. Coming."
"Hey Marron!" A green haired teenager shouted from the other side of the street.
Marron put her head out of the window.
"Oh! Hey Bra! What's up?" She shouted back.
Bra ran across the road to the car.
"Not much. Just shopping with my dad." She pointed to a man dressed in black with pointy black hair and an expression of disgust on his face.
"Doesn't look too happy does he?" Marron laughed.
"He's just a grump." Giggled Bra.
Eighteen got out of the car.
"Krillin. What's taking so long?" She walked around to the back of the car.
"I can't get everything into the trunk!" said Krillin.
Eighteen just sighed.
"Well, put some of the boxes and bags in the back seat with Marron." She suggested.
Krillin did what he was told.
"Look, I'm going to have to go now. See you around Bra." Marron shouted as the engine revved.
"Bye, Marron!" Bra waved as the car sped down the street.
"Now can we go home?" Vegeta asked impatiently. "I have to train some more."
"No, Dad. I have got a lot more shopping to do. It's important: more important than your training."
She walked off down the street towards a boutique. Vegeta sighed, but followed reluctantly.
Suddenly an explosion shook the street.
Rubble flew across the road, pelting down on cars and knocking innocent shoppers down. Flames poured out of the wrecked remains of a building, smoke and dust floated in thick clouds.
"Daddy!" Bra cried. She dove to hide behind her father.
Vegeta stood ready to pounce on anything that came his way. What could have caused this explosion?
He sensed an immense power level. It was impossible! The level was far too high!
Could it be? Some one stronger than Kakarot? Vegeta thought angrily. He searched the thick smoke for any sign of this powerful creature. He could see nothing.
The power level was on the move. Vegeta could sense it.
"Bra, Stay here. Finish your shopping, there's something I have to do." With that, Vegeta took of, flying high into the air and blasting off in pursuit of the mysterious power.
Bra stood in shock for a moment. Then when it had sunk in, she realised.
"Hey Dad, you forgot to give me the credit card!"