To Catch A Dragonball
Chapter 2
The Sand Trap?
Disclaimer: I don't own DragonBall Z. If I did I'd be a very happy girl. So, please don't sue me.
A.N. Remember to review! And thanks for reading.
"Ugh! Stupid disgusting dirt!" Bulma tossed another shovel full of the soft powdery sand over her shoulder. "Why couldn't this stupid ball be in a nice, easy to spot location. Not buried under a ton of sand!"
"I would hardly call that a ton of sand, you've only dug as deep as your ankles."
Bulma spun around to look at the intruder. She shaded her eyes as the sunlight behind him made it difficult for her to see his face.
"Who the hell are you and why do you think that your opinion matters to me?"
"Nice to meet you too. I can tell you're one of those pleasant types aren't you?"
"Oh shut up. And if you're planning on bothering me then you might as well make yourself useful while you do it!"
"Is that a hint? Am I to take it that the pathetic little female wants me to help her dig herself a hole?"
"No, I wanted you to dig one and bury yourself in it! Now go away!"
"Hehehe, fine, whatever you say." The dark haired man turned and strode down the beach away from her and Bulma heaved a sigh of relief. Turning back to her hole she went to work.
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Bulma plopped tiredly onto the ground. After several hours of digging she held up her desired object. The orange ball shone in the fading sunlight and reminded Bulma that it would soon be dark. She took out her capsules and put away her tools. She took out another capsule and clicked it. Once the house had appeared she walked in and proceeded to find an empty capsule to keep her precious ball in. Having done that Bulma set about making herself a meal. An hour and several burnt hamburgers later Bulma finished eating and cleaned up the mess she had made of the kitchen. Settling in for the night, Bulma drifted off to sleep to dream of seven orange balls dancing around her and glowing.
The noon sun woke Bulma from her dreams and she rolled out of bed, falling painfully onto the floor. "Well, that was intelligent Bulma. Maybe next time you can try and break your arm." Bulma scrambled up and hurried through the process of getting ready. Encapsulating the house and taking out her transportation, a gleaming new red motorbike. With her radar beeping quietly in her hand the young woman sped off for her next conquest.
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"Ahhhhhhh!!!!" Bulma clung tightly to the bars of her bike as she went crashing down the hill. The brush tore at her unprotected arms and legs and she could barely see the ground three feet in front of her out of control bike. Noticing the cliff rushing towards her in barely enough time, she made a frantic jump and rolled clear of the bike as it flew off the cliff. Her roll finally stopped as Bulma caught herself in a thicket of thorns. Prying herself free from all the thorns took her several long painful minutes but she was finally free to examine her injuries.
"A few bruises, scratches, Ouch!" Bulma brought her hand up to her face to peer at the blood on her hand and frowned in irritation. "That one's bleeding, thanks to those damn thorns and that stupid ass bike!" Bulma cursed down the cliff face to the river below where her bike was already lost in the rapid waters. "Great, that's one less vehicle for me to use. I'd better go over the rest to make sure they don't break down on me."
Bulma turned around in the direction she had come, her way made easy by the path of broken foliage she and her bike had made on the way down. After several minutes of walking she came into a small clearing that looked big enough and clicked open the capsulated house. After taking out her medicine kit and cleaning up all of her scratches Bulma decided to save the inventory until the morning. She flopped into the bed without even bothering to undress or take off her shoes.
Bulma awoke to the raucous cries of some terrible beast. Crawling quietly and fearfully to the edge of her bed she peered out the window. Not seeing anything in the dark of the forest she ran to the door of her house to check and make sure she had locked it. She reached the door and flipped the security alarms on then made a mad dash back to the safety of her bed. Bulma pulled the covers over her head and tried to drown out the frightening sounds from outside.
In the morning Bulma moved out of bed and made herself some coffee. It had been a long night with that beast crying its head off all night and terrifying her too much to sleep even if she had been able to ignore the noise. Now that it had finally stopped she wanted nothing more than to crawl back in bed and sleep more, but she knew she had to get on with her quest. Time was a precious commodity she was determined not to waste too much of. Having fortified herself with breakfast and a hot relaxing shower she steeled herself to go outside.
Bulma slowly opened the door and peeked her head outside. She saw nothing. Nothing but trees and bushes, and more trees and bushes. She still couldn't hear the beast so she stepped out and turned to encapsulate her house. As the dust cleared a gasp the sight that greeted Bulma tore a gasp from her and left her starring in fright.
A.N. I'm trying for an evil cliffhanger here? Did it work? ^_^ Review and let me know what you think. I know it took me a while for this, but it could have been much longer. The only thing that's encouraging me to write is reviews, so make sure you review. ^_^ If you would like to be added to my mailing list, please e-mail hibari_heza@yahoo.com and tell me that you want to be added to TCDB
Daniel of Lorien: Thanks and I'll try to be fast about updates. This really is fast for me. ^_^
Selenity Jade: Thanks. I'm glad you like it. ^_^
Sodapop: Thanks, I hope so. I'm certainly trying for a good story.
Chapter 2
The Sand Trap?
Disclaimer: I don't own DragonBall Z. If I did I'd be a very happy girl. So, please don't sue me.
A.N. Remember to review! And thanks for reading.
"Ugh! Stupid disgusting dirt!" Bulma tossed another shovel full of the soft powdery sand over her shoulder. "Why couldn't this stupid ball be in a nice, easy to spot location. Not buried under a ton of sand!"
"I would hardly call that a ton of sand, you've only dug as deep as your ankles."
Bulma spun around to look at the intruder. She shaded her eyes as the sunlight behind him made it difficult for her to see his face.
"Who the hell are you and why do you think that your opinion matters to me?"
"Nice to meet you too. I can tell you're one of those pleasant types aren't you?"
"Oh shut up. And if you're planning on bothering me then you might as well make yourself useful while you do it!"
"Is that a hint? Am I to take it that the pathetic little female wants me to help her dig herself a hole?"
"No, I wanted you to dig one and bury yourself in it! Now go away!"
"Hehehe, fine, whatever you say." The dark haired man turned and strode down the beach away from her and Bulma heaved a sigh of relief. Turning back to her hole she went to work.
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Bulma plopped tiredly onto the ground. After several hours of digging she held up her desired object. The orange ball shone in the fading sunlight and reminded Bulma that it would soon be dark. She took out her capsules and put away her tools. She took out another capsule and clicked it. Once the house had appeared she walked in and proceeded to find an empty capsule to keep her precious ball in. Having done that Bulma set about making herself a meal. An hour and several burnt hamburgers later Bulma finished eating and cleaned up the mess she had made of the kitchen. Settling in for the night, Bulma drifted off to sleep to dream of seven orange balls dancing around her and glowing.
The noon sun woke Bulma from her dreams and she rolled out of bed, falling painfully onto the floor. "Well, that was intelligent Bulma. Maybe next time you can try and break your arm." Bulma scrambled up and hurried through the process of getting ready. Encapsulating the house and taking out her transportation, a gleaming new red motorbike. With her radar beeping quietly in her hand the young woman sped off for her next conquest.
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"Ahhhhhhh!!!!" Bulma clung tightly to the bars of her bike as she went crashing down the hill. The brush tore at her unprotected arms and legs and she could barely see the ground three feet in front of her out of control bike. Noticing the cliff rushing towards her in barely enough time, she made a frantic jump and rolled clear of the bike as it flew off the cliff. Her roll finally stopped as Bulma caught herself in a thicket of thorns. Prying herself free from all the thorns took her several long painful minutes but she was finally free to examine her injuries.
"A few bruises, scratches, Ouch!" Bulma brought her hand up to her face to peer at the blood on her hand and frowned in irritation. "That one's bleeding, thanks to those damn thorns and that stupid ass bike!" Bulma cursed down the cliff face to the river below where her bike was already lost in the rapid waters. "Great, that's one less vehicle for me to use. I'd better go over the rest to make sure they don't break down on me."
Bulma turned around in the direction she had come, her way made easy by the path of broken foliage she and her bike had made on the way down. After several minutes of walking she came into a small clearing that looked big enough and clicked open the capsulated house. After taking out her medicine kit and cleaning up all of her scratches Bulma decided to save the inventory until the morning. She flopped into the bed without even bothering to undress or take off her shoes.
Bulma awoke to the raucous cries of some terrible beast. Crawling quietly and fearfully to the edge of her bed she peered out the window. Not seeing anything in the dark of the forest she ran to the door of her house to check and make sure she had locked it. She reached the door and flipped the security alarms on then made a mad dash back to the safety of her bed. Bulma pulled the covers over her head and tried to drown out the frightening sounds from outside.
In the morning Bulma moved out of bed and made herself some coffee. It had been a long night with that beast crying its head off all night and terrifying her too much to sleep even if she had been able to ignore the noise. Now that it had finally stopped she wanted nothing more than to crawl back in bed and sleep more, but she knew she had to get on with her quest. Time was a precious commodity she was determined not to waste too much of. Having fortified herself with breakfast and a hot relaxing shower she steeled herself to go outside.
Bulma slowly opened the door and peeked her head outside. She saw nothing. Nothing but trees and bushes, and more trees and bushes. She still couldn't hear the beast so she stepped out and turned to encapsulate her house. As the dust cleared a gasp the sight that greeted Bulma tore a gasp from her and left her starring in fright.
A.N. I'm trying for an evil cliffhanger here? Did it work? ^_^ Review and let me know what you think. I know it took me a while for this, but it could have been much longer. The only thing that's encouraging me to write is reviews, so make sure you review. ^_^ If you would like to be added to my mailing list, please e-mail hibari_heza@yahoo.com and tell me that you want to be added to TCDB
Daniel of Lorien: Thanks and I'll try to be fast about updates. This really is fast for me. ^_^
Selenity Jade: Thanks. I'm glad you like it. ^_^
Sodapop: Thanks, I hope so. I'm certainly trying for a good story.