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Hello, ppl! Next chapter if finally here! I can't promise you it will be long but I'll try to make it as long as possible. No summary since I don't have all my ideas straight so I'll have to read my story again and remember what I'm suppose to type next. As always, enjoy!
A Stupid Day and Even Stupider Man
"Vegeta," Bunny whispered, quietly stepping into his room. It was 6:50 in the morning. He was sleep with Pan's crib by his bed. He had been up half the night watching her and making sure she was ok (awe!?).
"Vegeta," she tapped him on the shoulder. He immediately grabbed her arm and shot his eyes open, looking straight at her. "Oh, one of you humans again," he mumbled, letting go of her arm and sleepily sitting up.
She put her hands on her hips. "What have I told you? No one is trying to kill you, Veggie-chan," Vegea sighed angrily, not caring to hear her lecture him. "Whatever, woman."
"Now hurry and get up; you have plenty of training to do, you know," she said. "I know that!" he growled, pushing past her and straight to his closet. "Not much of a morning person, I see," she looked in Pan's crib and watched Pan sleep. "Awe, isn't she cute?" Vegeta hmpfed.
"Cute my foot! It was bad enough she threw up all over my damn shirt! Then, it took half the night to get her to go to sleep! Nothing 'cute' about that at all!" Vegeta grabbed his training clothes and went to the bathroom to put them on.
"Whatever you say, dear," Bunny didn't pay attention to his insults; she knew he didn't mean them.
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Bulma stepped out the bathroom. She had just got through showering. "I can't believe I have to get up so early because I have so much work to complete," Bulma went to her closet and got her working clothes (which happened to be a tank top and short, short blue jean shorts. Don't ask).
'I wonder if Vegeta's up yet; I was getting ready to sleep at 1:00 A.M. and he was still wide awake. Not that that is way out of norm for him, but it was a little strange. I mean, he wasn't even training; he must really be worried about Pan.'
After dressing, she began to remake her bed and straighten up a little. 'He's such a kind person inside. I guess it was just kind of hard to see at first. And to think of all the things I said about him on Namek!'
'Kami, I feel so prejudice! Speaking of Vegeta, I wonder how Yamcha's dealing with this. Probably about to drive one of his women home right now!'
Bulma stepped out her room and shut the door.
Vegeta came out the bathroom with his training gear on (you know, the tight spandex). Bunny had Pan cradled in her arms, still very sick and weak. "How's my poor baby?" she cooed. Pan sneezed in response.
"Awe, poor thing," Bunny got a tissue and wiped her nose. Vegeta couldn't stand seeing his brat like this. "Here's her medicine," he handed it to Bunny. For that split second, he didn't sound sarcastic or angry, but worried and sad.
"Want breakfast?" "No," Vegeta didn't feel like eating. "Oh, honey! Don't worry; I'll take good care of her. Now go on, shoo," Vegeta glared at her but obeyed. He walked out the room and took a right.
Bulma took a left for the stairs. As she got closer, she saw Vegeta was coming. 'Oh my Kami! He's coming! Do I look okay?' she took a quick glance in the mirror in the hallway. 'Gosh, I never noticed how fat I was. I bet he'll think I'm ugly! Ugh!'
"Hi Vegeta," Vegeta took one look at her and pushed her up against the wall. "Now listen here, woman," he said, breathing a little heavier than normal," "I have a lot of training to do."
Bulma looked a little surprised by his action. "Meaning?" "Meaning, I do not need you messing up my hormones and distracting me. Therefore, do not walk, talk, touch me, make any noise, bend over, lay down, wear provocative clothing like you have on right now," he took a second to check her out.
"Or anything else that would make me want to rip your clothes off. You are to be a statue. Got that?" Bulma smiled. "Ok, Veggie," she winked. "Don't do that either. And do NOT call me that!"
"What about 'after' you're through training?" she rubbed on his chest. "Let's take this one step at a time, woman; control yourself. You don't see me getting all horny," he said, still checking her out.
"Riiiight!" "I am leaving now. Remember what I said," he kissed her passionately before leaving. Bulma sat there for a minute… "Mom! I'm going to be a queen!" she ran to Vegeta's room where she saw her mother had went earlier.
"Bulma, not so loud!" Bunny hinted Pan's way. "Oh, sorry!" Bulma covered her mouth. Pan had fell back asleep after Bunny gave her the medicine. "How's she doing, mom?" Bulma walked up to her mother.
"She looks worst. I really don't know if she'll make it. It's going to kill Vegeta if she dies," Bunny sighed. "Oh, that's awful…" There was a moment of silence. "So, what were you saying, Bulma?" "Well, I was saying how I was going to be a queen."
"What, you? Now, who was that, that kept telling me, that they would NEVER even touch a certain Prince?" "Ok, mom; you don't have to rub it in! I was wrong, I admit it."
"Yeah, but I'll be queen first," her mother said playfully. Bulma rolled her eyes and giggled. "Well, I have to go to work. I'll see you later. Tell Pan-chan I said hi," Bulma walked out and closed the door.
"Oh, what are we going to do?" she asked herself. "Well, let's go downstairs," Bunny shut the door with her free hand behind her.
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Bulma walked down the stairs to her lab. She had just got through taking an emergency call that took nearly two hours! It was a good thing she didn't wear a lot because it was pretty hot down there. Bulma walked up to her computer and sat down.
"Now, that I'm through with that call, what do I do first?" she thought. She could fix something or make an invention or continue on an invention she already start or… Bulma started up her computer.
"That's what I can do! I can-" Bulma heard someone behind her. 'Kami don't let it be a killer or something!' "Um…is anyone there?" she was too afraid to turn around so she just asked.
"Bulma," "AHH!" she started kicking and punching. "Bulma, calm down!" Yamcha dodged her hits. "Yamcha! Kami, you scared me to death!" Bulma could feel heart beating twice its normal speed.
"What are you doing here, you idiot?!" Bulma put her gut back in her and sat back down. "Well, I wanted to talk about us," "Yamcha, there is no us. There is a Vegeta and I, and there's a you and your women."
Bulma brought up files to get information from. "Oh, come on, Bulma! You know you haven't gotten over me; not that I can blame you but," Yamcha walked right up behind her.
"Oh, you're sadly mistaken, Yamcha. I'm going to be way over you, especially after tonight," Bulma said the last part to herself with a wicked smile. "What's that suppose to mean?"
"You figure it out, genius," Bulma pressed print. "What? You can't…you know! Not with him!" "And why not?" "B-because you can't, that's why! You're my girlfriend!"
Bulma swung around in her rolling chair and glared. "Excuse me?! I am NOT your girlfriend anymore! Would you stop saying that?! I am going with Ve-ge- ta! Can you say that?!"
"But Bulma-" "No! Why do you insist on going back with me?! When we aren't going together, you want me, but when we ARE going together, you're going with me and every other woman in Satan City! Get a life!"
"But Bulma, it's Vegeta! He killed me!" "I've said it before and I'll say it again! It was not Vegeta who killed you, it was his SAIBAMAN!!!" "I don't see the difference!"
Bulma was rubbing her temples at this moment. "Yamcha, please go away," she said as nice as possible. "But Bulma!"
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'That human must be down there with that woman,' Vegeta thought as he kicked and punched. 'Maybe I should go down there and use him as a punching bag.' Vegeta stopped training momentarily and leaned against the wall.
'Why do I even care? She just a whore anyway! …But she's my whore! I think I'll take a little brake,' Vegeta turned the GR off and walked back to the house.
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"Here you go, sweetheart," Bunny had heated her a nice cup of warm milk and put it in a baby cup since she couldn't sit up and drink it. She had woken up again only after two hours (it's 8:55, I'm keeping you informed on the time).
For some reason, Pan just wouldn't go to sleep. She had only been asleep two hours, after all. "How are you feeling?" Pan took the empty cup out her mouth. "Heawde huwtes," she winced as she heard the door slam.
Vegeta walked in. "Vegeta, do you have to slam the door?" "Hmm, what? No," "Uncle Vegeta, I downte feel goowde," she sniffed. "Go to sleep," he said, taking the cup from her and putting it down on the table.
"I cante," she pouted. "Well try. I'll be back." Vegeta knew if that was milk in that cup, that she would be out by the time he got back from 'saying hi' to Yamcha.
'Why is Vegeta even back in? It's only been two hours,' Bunny pondered. Vegeta went straight down to Bulma's lab, where he felt her and Yamcha's ki. When he got there, he saw Bulma mixing some chemicals and Yamcha standing behind her.
"Ahem," Vegeta signaled that he was in the room. Bulma and Yamcha turned around. "Vegeta, what are you doing from training?" she asked. "What do you think? I'm taking a break," Vegeta's eyes never left Yamcha.
"Hello, human." "Hello, monkey." 'Oh, here we go again!' Bulma thought while pouring all the chemicals she mixed into a single container. 'Great! Now just three days and it'll be ready!'
"And might I ask what you're doing here?" "I was talking to my girlfriend, if you don't mind," Vegeta looked around. "Who?" "You know who," Yamcha spat.
"Vegeta," "What?" he turned to see Bulma giving him a warning glare saying 'Don't you dare start this bull again!' Vegeta sneered at her, but obeyed. "Look, I'm not in the mood to kill you so I'm leaving. I'll deal with you later," he smiled evilly and left.
"See? Is that what you want to spend the rest of your life with?!" "He may have a temper but at least he isn't a gigolo!" Bulma put the container up. "Oh, not this again!"
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Meanwhile, 5 hours (1:50) later on Bulma's shift…
"Come on, Pan-chan. Just a little?" Bulma had been trying to get Pan to eat since she got to her office. Pan shook her head. "Pan-chan, you know you have to eat. Please?"
Pan wasn't eating. "Now, what would Vegeta say about you not eating, hmm?" Pan didn't like the sound of that. "But I'm nowte hungwy," "You only feel like you're not hungry because your sick."
"Ms. Briefs," a man walked into her office. "Yes?" "Some people are here to see you." "I'll be right there," "Ok," he exited the office. Bulma laid Pan in the stroller she had bought.
"Now, you stay here. I'll be right back, ok?" "I downte wante to be awone." She said. "Oh, sweetheart. I'll be right back," she kissed her on the head. Pan looked like she was about to cry.
"No, no. Don't cry, now. Look, if I take you with me, do you promise to be good?" Pan nodded. "Ok, then. Let's go." Bulma rolled the stroller out the door.
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"I wonder if Vegeta's hungry," Bunny wondered. She had just got through fixing lunch (A late lunch but lunch, none the less). "Maybe I'll go give him a plate," she covered the plate with some paper towel.
She walked out the door and headed to the GR. "Oh, Vegeta," she knocked. The door swung open. "What?" "I fixed lunch," she held up the plate. Vegeta took it from her and sniffed it.
"Hmm…I guess it's edible. Where's the brat?" "She's with Bulma. Poor thing. By the way, I was thinking about her and realized you never told me what happened to her parents."
"Bulma told me you said they died," "Actually they- never mind," Vegeta quickly stopped. "What? Tell me," she said. "I can't. I've never told anyone and I plan to keep it that way; it's for the best."
"Come on, you know I won't tell," Bunny really wanted to know. Vegeta scoped the area to see if anyone was around. "Promise not to tell? I mean, even if you were tortured for the rest of your days, you wouldn't even utter a word of what I'm about to tell you? Even if you were going to get your head cut off? Even if-" "Vegeta, I won't tell! Now come on, what's the big secret?"
"Well…come in the GR and I'll tell you," he let her in and shut the door.
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"Ms. Briefs, do you need anything?" her secretary came in again. "No, John, just a blanket; it's for her so get a small one, please," "No problem, ma'am," he left to go find a small blanket.
Pan yawned. "Awe," Bulma loved Pan-chan; she was so cute. "evewything huwtes and it's colde," she whined. "Oh, baby, I'm sorry. I'm getting you a blanket so try and go to sleep," "Here's your blanket, ma'am," John came back and handed it to her.
"Thanks," "Welcome," he left. "Here Pan," she covered Pan up. "Better?" "Hmm hmm," Pan nodded. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
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"Are you serious?" Bunny was shocked. Vegeta nodded. He was sitting down by the wall. Bunny was standing up over him. "Well, how come you never told anyone? Never told her?"
Vegeta turned away. "I…I was going to but just…just couldn't bring myself to do it. I mean, how do you tell a 1 year old something like that?" Bunny sighed. "I guess you're right."
"Remember, you are to tell NO ONE!" "I won't, I won't. Well, I have to go." "Ok…" As Bunny was leaving, she stopped in the door. "Oh, and Veggie, tell me when the wedding is," she smiled and left. Vegeta blushed.
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Hours later (9:43), Vegeta walked out of his room. He walked up to Bulma's door and went in. She turned around from her computer to meet his eyes. "Oh, you're here. Where's Pan?"
"She's sleep. So what's this news you have to tell me?" he closed the door. "Well, as you know, I've known Goku for almost his whole life so I know a lot about him and how he works."
"And?" "You know what I was mixing earlier?" "Yes," "Well, that was some chemicals that I think could cure Pan's sickness. After some research, I put together what I think could get rid of all Pan's symptoms which will cure her."
"Really?" Vegeta walked up behind her. "Yeah," "What's the catch?" Vegeta asked suspiciously. "Well…there's two catches. One, it's never been tested and two, it'll be three days before we can give it to her."
"Hmm…might as well try it; what have we got to lose? If it works, she lives, if it doesn't…" Vegeta didn't have to finish. "It has a 80% chance of working so the odds aren't exactly against us."
"Good," Bulma sat there for a minute looking at him. "What?" "Shouldn't you be thanking a certain someone right about now?" she asked. "Yes, and I will." "Well, when?"
Vegeta picked her up. "Right now," he went to the bed and put her down.
OOOOOOOOOO!!! Vegeta's having some naughty thoughts! Sorry people but you'll have to use your imagination from here; I don't do lemons. I'll understand if you want to flame but be nice about it, eh? Next chapter up soon, Peace out!
Veggie-Trunks
Hello, ppl! Next chapter if finally here! I can't promise you it will be long but I'll try to make it as long as possible. No summary since I don't have all my ideas straight so I'll have to read my story again and remember what I'm suppose to type next. As always, enjoy!
A Stupid Day and Even Stupider Man
"Vegeta," Bunny whispered, quietly stepping into his room. It was 6:50 in the morning. He was sleep with Pan's crib by his bed. He had been up half the night watching her and making sure she was ok (awe!?).
"Vegeta," she tapped him on the shoulder. He immediately grabbed her arm and shot his eyes open, looking straight at her. "Oh, one of you humans again," he mumbled, letting go of her arm and sleepily sitting up.
She put her hands on her hips. "What have I told you? No one is trying to kill you, Veggie-chan," Vegea sighed angrily, not caring to hear her lecture him. "Whatever, woman."
"Now hurry and get up; you have plenty of training to do, you know," she said. "I know that!" he growled, pushing past her and straight to his closet. "Not much of a morning person, I see," she looked in Pan's crib and watched Pan sleep. "Awe, isn't she cute?" Vegeta hmpfed.
"Cute my foot! It was bad enough she threw up all over my damn shirt! Then, it took half the night to get her to go to sleep! Nothing 'cute' about that at all!" Vegeta grabbed his training clothes and went to the bathroom to put them on.
"Whatever you say, dear," Bunny didn't pay attention to his insults; she knew he didn't mean them.
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Bulma stepped out the bathroom. She had just got through showering. "I can't believe I have to get up so early because I have so much work to complete," Bulma went to her closet and got her working clothes (which happened to be a tank top and short, short blue jean shorts. Don't ask).
'I wonder if Vegeta's up yet; I was getting ready to sleep at 1:00 A.M. and he was still wide awake. Not that that is way out of norm for him, but it was a little strange. I mean, he wasn't even training; he must really be worried about Pan.'
After dressing, she began to remake her bed and straighten up a little. 'He's such a kind person inside. I guess it was just kind of hard to see at first. And to think of all the things I said about him on Namek!'
'Kami, I feel so prejudice! Speaking of Vegeta, I wonder how Yamcha's dealing with this. Probably about to drive one of his women home right now!'
Bulma stepped out her room and shut the door.
Vegeta came out the bathroom with his training gear on (you know, the tight spandex). Bunny had Pan cradled in her arms, still very sick and weak. "How's my poor baby?" she cooed. Pan sneezed in response.
"Awe, poor thing," Bunny got a tissue and wiped her nose. Vegeta couldn't stand seeing his brat like this. "Here's her medicine," he handed it to Bunny. For that split second, he didn't sound sarcastic or angry, but worried and sad.
"Want breakfast?" "No," Vegeta didn't feel like eating. "Oh, honey! Don't worry; I'll take good care of her. Now go on, shoo," Vegeta glared at her but obeyed. He walked out the room and took a right.
Bulma took a left for the stairs. As she got closer, she saw Vegeta was coming. 'Oh my Kami! He's coming! Do I look okay?' she took a quick glance in the mirror in the hallway. 'Gosh, I never noticed how fat I was. I bet he'll think I'm ugly! Ugh!'
"Hi Vegeta," Vegeta took one look at her and pushed her up against the wall. "Now listen here, woman," he said, breathing a little heavier than normal," "I have a lot of training to do."
Bulma looked a little surprised by his action. "Meaning?" "Meaning, I do not need you messing up my hormones and distracting me. Therefore, do not walk, talk, touch me, make any noise, bend over, lay down, wear provocative clothing like you have on right now," he took a second to check her out.
"Or anything else that would make me want to rip your clothes off. You are to be a statue. Got that?" Bulma smiled. "Ok, Veggie," she winked. "Don't do that either. And do NOT call me that!"
"What about 'after' you're through training?" she rubbed on his chest. "Let's take this one step at a time, woman; control yourself. You don't see me getting all horny," he said, still checking her out.
"Riiiight!" "I am leaving now. Remember what I said," he kissed her passionately before leaving. Bulma sat there for a minute… "Mom! I'm going to be a queen!" she ran to Vegeta's room where she saw her mother had went earlier.
"Bulma, not so loud!" Bunny hinted Pan's way. "Oh, sorry!" Bulma covered her mouth. Pan had fell back asleep after Bunny gave her the medicine. "How's she doing, mom?" Bulma walked up to her mother.
"She looks worst. I really don't know if she'll make it. It's going to kill Vegeta if she dies," Bunny sighed. "Oh, that's awful…" There was a moment of silence. "So, what were you saying, Bulma?" "Well, I was saying how I was going to be a queen."
"What, you? Now, who was that, that kept telling me, that they would NEVER even touch a certain Prince?" "Ok, mom; you don't have to rub it in! I was wrong, I admit it."
"Yeah, but I'll be queen first," her mother said playfully. Bulma rolled her eyes and giggled. "Well, I have to go to work. I'll see you later. Tell Pan-chan I said hi," Bulma walked out and closed the door.
"Oh, what are we going to do?" she asked herself. "Well, let's go downstairs," Bunny shut the door with her free hand behind her.
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Bulma walked down the stairs to her lab. She had just got through taking an emergency call that took nearly two hours! It was a good thing she didn't wear a lot because it was pretty hot down there. Bulma walked up to her computer and sat down.
"Now, that I'm through with that call, what do I do first?" she thought. She could fix something or make an invention or continue on an invention she already start or… Bulma started up her computer.
"That's what I can do! I can-" Bulma heard someone behind her. 'Kami don't let it be a killer or something!' "Um…is anyone there?" she was too afraid to turn around so she just asked.
"Bulma," "AHH!" she started kicking and punching. "Bulma, calm down!" Yamcha dodged her hits. "Yamcha! Kami, you scared me to death!" Bulma could feel heart beating twice its normal speed.
"What are you doing here, you idiot?!" Bulma put her gut back in her and sat back down. "Well, I wanted to talk about us," "Yamcha, there is no us. There is a Vegeta and I, and there's a you and your women."
Bulma brought up files to get information from. "Oh, come on, Bulma! You know you haven't gotten over me; not that I can blame you but," Yamcha walked right up behind her.
"Oh, you're sadly mistaken, Yamcha. I'm going to be way over you, especially after tonight," Bulma said the last part to herself with a wicked smile. "What's that suppose to mean?"
"You figure it out, genius," Bulma pressed print. "What? You can't…you know! Not with him!" "And why not?" "B-because you can't, that's why! You're my girlfriend!"
Bulma swung around in her rolling chair and glared. "Excuse me?! I am NOT your girlfriend anymore! Would you stop saying that?! I am going with Ve-ge- ta! Can you say that?!"
"But Bulma-" "No! Why do you insist on going back with me?! When we aren't going together, you want me, but when we ARE going together, you're going with me and every other woman in Satan City! Get a life!"
"But Bulma, it's Vegeta! He killed me!" "I've said it before and I'll say it again! It was not Vegeta who killed you, it was his SAIBAMAN!!!" "I don't see the difference!"
Bulma was rubbing her temples at this moment. "Yamcha, please go away," she said as nice as possible. "But Bulma!"
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'That human must be down there with that woman,' Vegeta thought as he kicked and punched. 'Maybe I should go down there and use him as a punching bag.' Vegeta stopped training momentarily and leaned against the wall.
'Why do I even care? She just a whore anyway! …But she's my whore! I think I'll take a little brake,' Vegeta turned the GR off and walked back to the house.
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"Here you go, sweetheart," Bunny had heated her a nice cup of warm milk and put it in a baby cup since she couldn't sit up and drink it. She had woken up again only after two hours (it's 8:55, I'm keeping you informed on the time).
For some reason, Pan just wouldn't go to sleep. She had only been asleep two hours, after all. "How are you feeling?" Pan took the empty cup out her mouth. "Heawde huwtes," she winced as she heard the door slam.
Vegeta walked in. "Vegeta, do you have to slam the door?" "Hmm, what? No," "Uncle Vegeta, I downte feel goowde," she sniffed. "Go to sleep," he said, taking the cup from her and putting it down on the table.
"I cante," she pouted. "Well try. I'll be back." Vegeta knew if that was milk in that cup, that she would be out by the time he got back from 'saying hi' to Yamcha.
'Why is Vegeta even back in? It's only been two hours,' Bunny pondered. Vegeta went straight down to Bulma's lab, where he felt her and Yamcha's ki. When he got there, he saw Bulma mixing some chemicals and Yamcha standing behind her.
"Ahem," Vegeta signaled that he was in the room. Bulma and Yamcha turned around. "Vegeta, what are you doing from training?" she asked. "What do you think? I'm taking a break," Vegeta's eyes never left Yamcha.
"Hello, human." "Hello, monkey." 'Oh, here we go again!' Bulma thought while pouring all the chemicals she mixed into a single container. 'Great! Now just three days and it'll be ready!'
"And might I ask what you're doing here?" "I was talking to my girlfriend, if you don't mind," Vegeta looked around. "Who?" "You know who," Yamcha spat.
"Vegeta," "What?" he turned to see Bulma giving him a warning glare saying 'Don't you dare start this bull again!' Vegeta sneered at her, but obeyed. "Look, I'm not in the mood to kill you so I'm leaving. I'll deal with you later," he smiled evilly and left.
"See? Is that what you want to spend the rest of your life with?!" "He may have a temper but at least he isn't a gigolo!" Bulma put the container up. "Oh, not this again!"
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Meanwhile, 5 hours (1:50) later on Bulma's shift…
"Come on, Pan-chan. Just a little?" Bulma had been trying to get Pan to eat since she got to her office. Pan shook her head. "Pan-chan, you know you have to eat. Please?"
Pan wasn't eating. "Now, what would Vegeta say about you not eating, hmm?" Pan didn't like the sound of that. "But I'm nowte hungwy," "You only feel like you're not hungry because your sick."
"Ms. Briefs," a man walked into her office. "Yes?" "Some people are here to see you." "I'll be right there," "Ok," he exited the office. Bulma laid Pan in the stroller she had bought.
"Now, you stay here. I'll be right back, ok?" "I downte wante to be awone." She said. "Oh, sweetheart. I'll be right back," she kissed her on the head. Pan looked like she was about to cry.
"No, no. Don't cry, now. Look, if I take you with me, do you promise to be good?" Pan nodded. "Ok, then. Let's go." Bulma rolled the stroller out the door.
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"I wonder if Vegeta's hungry," Bunny wondered. She had just got through fixing lunch (A late lunch but lunch, none the less). "Maybe I'll go give him a plate," she covered the plate with some paper towel.
She walked out the door and headed to the GR. "Oh, Vegeta," she knocked. The door swung open. "What?" "I fixed lunch," she held up the plate. Vegeta took it from her and sniffed it.
"Hmm…I guess it's edible. Where's the brat?" "She's with Bulma. Poor thing. By the way, I was thinking about her and realized you never told me what happened to her parents."
"Bulma told me you said they died," "Actually they- never mind," Vegeta quickly stopped. "What? Tell me," she said. "I can't. I've never told anyone and I plan to keep it that way; it's for the best."
"Come on, you know I won't tell," Bunny really wanted to know. Vegeta scoped the area to see if anyone was around. "Promise not to tell? I mean, even if you were tortured for the rest of your days, you wouldn't even utter a word of what I'm about to tell you? Even if you were going to get your head cut off? Even if-" "Vegeta, I won't tell! Now come on, what's the big secret?"
"Well…come in the GR and I'll tell you," he let her in and shut the door.
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"Ms. Briefs, do you need anything?" her secretary came in again. "No, John, just a blanket; it's for her so get a small one, please," "No problem, ma'am," he left to go find a small blanket.
Pan yawned. "Awe," Bulma loved Pan-chan; she was so cute. "evewything huwtes and it's colde," she whined. "Oh, baby, I'm sorry. I'm getting you a blanket so try and go to sleep," "Here's your blanket, ma'am," John came back and handed it to her.
"Thanks," "Welcome," he left. "Here Pan," she covered Pan up. "Better?" "Hmm hmm," Pan nodded. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
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"Are you serious?" Bunny was shocked. Vegeta nodded. He was sitting down by the wall. Bunny was standing up over him. "Well, how come you never told anyone? Never told her?"
Vegeta turned away. "I…I was going to but just…just couldn't bring myself to do it. I mean, how do you tell a 1 year old something like that?" Bunny sighed. "I guess you're right."
"Remember, you are to tell NO ONE!" "I won't, I won't. Well, I have to go." "Ok…" As Bunny was leaving, she stopped in the door. "Oh, and Veggie, tell me when the wedding is," she smiled and left. Vegeta blushed.
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Hours later (9:43), Vegeta walked out of his room. He walked up to Bulma's door and went in. She turned around from her computer to meet his eyes. "Oh, you're here. Where's Pan?"
"She's sleep. So what's this news you have to tell me?" he closed the door. "Well, as you know, I've known Goku for almost his whole life so I know a lot about him and how he works."
"And?" "You know what I was mixing earlier?" "Yes," "Well, that was some chemicals that I think could cure Pan's sickness. After some research, I put together what I think could get rid of all Pan's symptoms which will cure her."
"Really?" Vegeta walked up behind her. "Yeah," "What's the catch?" Vegeta asked suspiciously. "Well…there's two catches. One, it's never been tested and two, it'll be three days before we can give it to her."
"Hmm…might as well try it; what have we got to lose? If it works, she lives, if it doesn't…" Vegeta didn't have to finish. "It has a 80% chance of working so the odds aren't exactly against us."
"Good," Bulma sat there for a minute looking at him. "What?" "Shouldn't you be thanking a certain someone right about now?" she asked. "Yes, and I will." "Well, when?"
Vegeta picked her up. "Right now," he went to the bed and put her down.
OOOOOOOOOO!!! Vegeta's having some naughty thoughts! Sorry people but you'll have to use your imagination from here; I don't do lemons. I'll understand if you want to flame but be nice about it, eh? Next chapter up soon, Peace out!
Veggie-Trunks