This is going to be a short story,only a few chapters, but oh well. It will be slow in updating because I'm finding myself to be rather busy. Sorry I havent goten my other stuf updated too soon, but I am working on it! Hang in there for the sake of written art! *strike a pose*
anyway, enjoy. Please Review.
disclaimer: i dont own DBZ..*weeps the Weep*
"I'm a man now and I do man things!"-Brak
=)
My Eggs and Toast
Ch.2
Advice?
Goten opened his front door and welcomed the awesome sunshine of the morning. He stretched and began walking, only to trip over a large blob-of-a-sort on his lawn.
He whined about his scrapped knee for a moment then stared at the blob. He grabbed a twig and poked it. It grunted and seemed to say something about grilled cheese and penguins. Goten used the stick to remove its face from the dew-covered ground and gasped a dramatic gasp
"GASP!" he dramatically gasped.
Vegeta's hair seemed to stand up even more than it naturally did and he made a hissing noise like a defensive cat. (And you thought Saiyans were like monkeys!)
Goten grinned the Grin of Goku and waved.
"Hey, Vegeta! Why are you on my lawn?"
Vegeta calmed and blinked the sleep out of his eyes. He suddenly grabbed the collar of the teenager's shirt and brought his face about an inch from his own.
"I need to speak to Kakarot! Where is your father?!!"
"Uh..why? He probably won't see you unless he knows why." Goten asked rather sly-ish. He grinned the Grin of Trunks which made Vegeta's eye twitch.(His eye does alot of that doesn't it?)
"That is none of YOUR business, boy! Answer my question!"
Goten nodded, mentally plotting.
He grinned, "He's having relations with my mother. Shall I take you to him?"
Vegeta gagged and his eye twitched again.
"NO."
"You sure? It seemed kind of urgent..Can I help you with anything?"
Vegeta make a face at Goten and released his shirt, marching over to Gohan's home.
He slammed the door open.
"BOY! COME HERE!!" He roared, nearly breaking the windows.
Gohan stood, ears throbbing, right in front of Vegeta already.
"Please..come in.."he muttered, wishing the ringing in his eardrums would cease.
"May I help you, Vegeta?"
Vegeta crossed his arms.
"Your father is having relations and I need assistance." he blurted out. Gohan held back his laughter.
Vegeta looked at him for a moment and growled.
"NOT LIKE THAT you MORON! What I MEANT was I required..advice in the ...area..known as my..marriage." he mumbled, struggling with the words "advice", "area", and "marriage".
Gohan blinked.
"Oh Bulma's mad again?"
Vegeta twitched at Gohan's casual attitude.
"Well..it must have been bad for you to come here. Do you seriously want my advice?"
Vegeta gave a small nod.
"Well, with Videl I usually write her little "I'm Sorry" notes or leave things lying around that she likes. Things like candies, romantic cards and things of that nature. Poems are good too."
Vegeta turned and wrote "Candy..Poems" on a piece of paper. and looked back at Gohan with his usual cold stare.
"Good job, boy. You aren't completely useless." he said, walking out the door, trying to ignore the chuckles of Goten.
He took off and decided to see what others had to say.
***
Landing on the small island, he felt like, to be perfectly blunt, a pathetic loser.
The Prince of Saiyans should NOT be asking Earthlings for advice! But truly..who else was there? And who else knew what to do besides the people who grew up with Bulma? He sighed and drug his sorry butt to the door.
The door opened before he could break it down and there stood 18.
"What do you want?" she said in her most irritated tone.
"I need to speak to Krillin." he responded, trying to sound not so..well, as it was put earlier, pathetic.
She raised a brow and let him in, walking past Krillin in the kitchen.
Vegeta went into the kitchen and before Krillin could manage a greeting, Vegeta swung a chair close beside Krillin and leaned in close.
"I need advice."
Krillin, nearly choking on his sandwich, squeaked a noise of surprise.
"Uh,advice? From who, me?"
Vegeta growled.
"Yes, you, Moron! I need help with my woman!"
Krillin stared at him and chuckled.
"You and Bulma fighting again? Go figure. What do you want my advice for?"
"How..ergh..She..she won't let me come home and I want to make it up to her!!" he blurted, sounding, again, pathetic and rather desperate.
(My words for the day, pathetic and irritated. Why? because I can.)
Krillin chuckled again and got serious, for he feared for his life.
"Well, let's see..for Bulma...usually some sweet talk and roses, I would guess. Yamcha would probably know more-"
"I'm asking YOU idiot, not that pompous moron."Vegeta interjected.
Krillin nodded sheepishly and continued.
"Well maybe..chocolates and..some romantic dinner. Maybe a kind poem on the side. Chics dig that stuff! Umm..that is, if you can actually write a poem, Vegeta."
"SHUT UP! I AM VERY CAPABLE OF POETRY, YOU LITTLE WELP!"
Marron walked in and flicked Vegeta's ear.
"Do you MIND?! I'm TRYING to talk on the PHONE!!"
Wiping the blank look off his face, Vegeta stood and went out the door. He quickly wrote down "dinner..chocolate..poem" on his paper. It was nearly the same thing Gohan had told him. Maybe..maybe Yamcha could help him. He did date the wench all through their sorry little teenage years and even longer.
If anyone knew anything about making things up to Bulma, it had to be Yamcha.
***
Yamcha licked his lips and dug into his large cheeseburger. It was always nice to just go out and have a nice fastfood meal.
All of a sudden ( and rather rudely, i might add) his precious burger was taken from him and ended up in the mouth of a spikey-haired Prince.
Vegeta gave a humble smirk as Yamcha rambled on about paying for it.
After about a minute, Vegeta slammed his hand down on the table in the restaurant, just enough to shake Yamcha back to the reality that there was someone who could, and probably would, kill him sitting right in front of his face.
Yamcha glared, trying not to be intimidated.(though it was slowly failing)
"What do you want Vegeta..? And..WHAT THE HECK IS YOUR PROBLEM?!" he quickly toned down as Vegeta glared death upon him.
"How did you make the woman..happy when she got pissed off?"
Yamcha blinked and put a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing.
"Ve..vegeta did you just ask me for..for.."
"YES I'm asking for advice!!Now ANSWER OR I'LL RIP YOUR ARMS OFF AND MAKE YOURSELF A NEW HAT!!"
Yamcha cleared his throat and spoke shakily.
"Well..Let's see."
"SPEAK UP."
"AGH! geez..Well, when Bulma gets a little mad, usually a romantic dinner soothes her. But apparently she's really mad this time, for you to come to me, and that means.. a romantic song or poem about how you feel about her and if she lets you in, seal the deal with a hott night of passion!!"
Vegeta held Yamcha by his collar, ready to keep his promise. He twitched his eye and let him go, realizing the perverted little moron was probably right. He walked out of the restaurant, leaving Yamcha to pay for an uneaten sandwich.
So, on the list we have:
Candy
Poem
Dinner
Chocolate
Poem
Song
Poem
Kinky sex(enter vegeta's uncertain question marks)
Now, onto his next mission!!
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yay! Now what will happen? will Vegeta do all the things on his list?? WILL THERE BE A KINKY PASSIONATE SEX CHAPTER?!?!! um, no there wont. But that doesnt mean it wont happen between scenes! lol
anyway, enjoy. Please Review.
disclaimer: i dont own DBZ..*weeps the Weep*
"I'm a man now and I do man things!"-Brak
=)
My Eggs and Toast
Ch.2
Advice?
Goten opened his front door and welcomed the awesome sunshine of the morning. He stretched and began walking, only to trip over a large blob-of-a-sort on his lawn.
He whined about his scrapped knee for a moment then stared at the blob. He grabbed a twig and poked it. It grunted and seemed to say something about grilled cheese and penguins. Goten used the stick to remove its face from the dew-covered ground and gasped a dramatic gasp
"GASP!" he dramatically gasped.
Vegeta's hair seemed to stand up even more than it naturally did and he made a hissing noise like a defensive cat. (And you thought Saiyans were like monkeys!)
Goten grinned the Grin of Goku and waved.
"Hey, Vegeta! Why are you on my lawn?"
Vegeta calmed and blinked the sleep out of his eyes. He suddenly grabbed the collar of the teenager's shirt and brought his face about an inch from his own.
"I need to speak to Kakarot! Where is your father?!!"
"Uh..why? He probably won't see you unless he knows why." Goten asked rather sly-ish. He grinned the Grin of Trunks which made Vegeta's eye twitch.(His eye does alot of that doesn't it?)
"That is none of YOUR business, boy! Answer my question!"
Goten nodded, mentally plotting.
He grinned, "He's having relations with my mother. Shall I take you to him?"
Vegeta gagged and his eye twitched again.
"NO."
"You sure? It seemed kind of urgent..Can I help you with anything?"
Vegeta make a face at Goten and released his shirt, marching over to Gohan's home.
He slammed the door open.
"BOY! COME HERE!!" He roared, nearly breaking the windows.
Gohan stood, ears throbbing, right in front of Vegeta already.
"Please..come in.."he muttered, wishing the ringing in his eardrums would cease.
"May I help you, Vegeta?"
Vegeta crossed his arms.
"Your father is having relations and I need assistance." he blurted out. Gohan held back his laughter.
Vegeta looked at him for a moment and growled.
"NOT LIKE THAT you MORON! What I MEANT was I required..advice in the ...area..known as my..marriage." he mumbled, struggling with the words "advice", "area", and "marriage".
Gohan blinked.
"Oh Bulma's mad again?"
Vegeta twitched at Gohan's casual attitude.
"Well..it must have been bad for you to come here. Do you seriously want my advice?"
Vegeta gave a small nod.
"Well, with Videl I usually write her little "I'm Sorry" notes or leave things lying around that she likes. Things like candies, romantic cards and things of that nature. Poems are good too."
Vegeta turned and wrote "Candy..Poems" on a piece of paper. and looked back at Gohan with his usual cold stare.
"Good job, boy. You aren't completely useless." he said, walking out the door, trying to ignore the chuckles of Goten.
He took off and decided to see what others had to say.
***
Landing on the small island, he felt like, to be perfectly blunt, a pathetic loser.
The Prince of Saiyans should NOT be asking Earthlings for advice! But truly..who else was there? And who else knew what to do besides the people who grew up with Bulma? He sighed and drug his sorry butt to the door.
The door opened before he could break it down and there stood 18.
"What do you want?" she said in her most irritated tone.
"I need to speak to Krillin." he responded, trying to sound not so..well, as it was put earlier, pathetic.
She raised a brow and let him in, walking past Krillin in the kitchen.
Vegeta went into the kitchen and before Krillin could manage a greeting, Vegeta swung a chair close beside Krillin and leaned in close.
"I need advice."
Krillin, nearly choking on his sandwich, squeaked a noise of surprise.
"Uh,advice? From who, me?"
Vegeta growled.
"Yes, you, Moron! I need help with my woman!"
Krillin stared at him and chuckled.
"You and Bulma fighting again? Go figure. What do you want my advice for?"
"How..ergh..She..she won't let me come home and I want to make it up to her!!" he blurted, sounding, again, pathetic and rather desperate.
(My words for the day, pathetic and irritated. Why? because I can.)
Krillin chuckled again and got serious, for he feared for his life.
"Well, let's see..for Bulma...usually some sweet talk and roses, I would guess. Yamcha would probably know more-"
"I'm asking YOU idiot, not that pompous moron."Vegeta interjected.
Krillin nodded sheepishly and continued.
"Well maybe..chocolates and..some romantic dinner. Maybe a kind poem on the side. Chics dig that stuff! Umm..that is, if you can actually write a poem, Vegeta."
"SHUT UP! I AM VERY CAPABLE OF POETRY, YOU LITTLE WELP!"
Marron walked in and flicked Vegeta's ear.
"Do you MIND?! I'm TRYING to talk on the PHONE!!"
Wiping the blank look off his face, Vegeta stood and went out the door. He quickly wrote down "dinner..chocolate..poem" on his paper. It was nearly the same thing Gohan had told him. Maybe..maybe Yamcha could help him. He did date the wench all through their sorry little teenage years and even longer.
If anyone knew anything about making things up to Bulma, it had to be Yamcha.
***
Yamcha licked his lips and dug into his large cheeseburger. It was always nice to just go out and have a nice fastfood meal.
All of a sudden ( and rather rudely, i might add) his precious burger was taken from him and ended up in the mouth of a spikey-haired Prince.
Vegeta gave a humble smirk as Yamcha rambled on about paying for it.
After about a minute, Vegeta slammed his hand down on the table in the restaurant, just enough to shake Yamcha back to the reality that there was someone who could, and probably would, kill him sitting right in front of his face.
Yamcha glared, trying not to be intimidated.(though it was slowly failing)
"What do you want Vegeta..? And..WHAT THE HECK IS YOUR PROBLEM?!" he quickly toned down as Vegeta glared death upon him.
"How did you make the woman..happy when she got pissed off?"
Yamcha blinked and put a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing.
"Ve..vegeta did you just ask me for..for.."
"YES I'm asking for advice!!Now ANSWER OR I'LL RIP YOUR ARMS OFF AND MAKE YOURSELF A NEW HAT!!"
Yamcha cleared his throat and spoke shakily.
"Well..Let's see."
"SPEAK UP."
"AGH! geez..Well, when Bulma gets a little mad, usually a romantic dinner soothes her. But apparently she's really mad this time, for you to come to me, and that means.. a romantic song or poem about how you feel about her and if she lets you in, seal the deal with a hott night of passion!!"
Vegeta held Yamcha by his collar, ready to keep his promise. He twitched his eye and let him go, realizing the perverted little moron was probably right. He walked out of the restaurant, leaving Yamcha to pay for an uneaten sandwich.
So, on the list we have:
Candy
Poem
Dinner
Chocolate
Poem
Song
Poem
Kinky sex(enter vegeta's uncertain question marks)
Now, onto his next mission!!
-------
yay! Now what will happen? will Vegeta do all the things on his list?? WILL THERE BE A KINKY PASSIONATE SEX CHAPTER?!?!! um, no there wont. But that doesnt mean it wont happen between scenes! lol