Vegeta stood in the doorway looking at Trunks and Goten pull a half-dead Bra in through the window. When the two boys saw Vegeta standing there, they basically crapped their pants.
"What the HELL is going on?!" screamed Vegeta, "I should beat the shit out of both of you."
"Uh, unless you want to die, Goten, you can go home." Said a frightened Trunks.
"Yea." Said Goten as he flew like a bat out of hell out the window. With a scowl on his face, Vegeta walked over to Trunks and took Bra out of his arms.
"What the fuck happened to her?" questioned Vegeta.
"Um, well, she had a bit too much to drink." Answered Trunks.
"YOU LET HER GET DRUNK!!!" screamed Vegeta.
"Dad, she's 21 years old, she can drink if she wants and I can't stop her."
"You should have cut her off or something. You better be in the gravity room at 5 am boy. Now leave." Said Vegeta as he laid his passed out daughter on her bed. He took off her shoes and bracelets and covered her up and went back to his bedroom and slammed the door.
"Jesus, Vegeta! You scared me half to death." Said Bulma. Vegeta just walked back to his side of the bed and got in.
"Shut up and go back to sleep." Said Vegeta as he laid down.
"Vegeta what's wrong?"
"Nothing, go to sleep." He rolled over and kissed her on the forehead quickly. Bulma figured she'd find out soon enough. She nuzzled closer to her husband and fell back asleep.
When Bra woke up the next morning the first thing she did was drink a huge glass of water. Still in the clothing from the previous night, Bra was drinking her water when Trunks came out of the gravity room to get a drink as well. Bra noticed a barrage of cuts and bruises all over his arms and face. He glared at Bra with a spark of hatred.
"What the hell happened to you?" asked Bra.
"Not that you care or anything Bra, but I'm in the middle of a punishment right now."
"What?" giggled Bra?
"That's right, when you passed out from drinking to much last night, Goten and I brought you inside and dad caught us sneaking you in." Bra just giggled, "So now I get to spend the next month training with Dad all day, every day. So thank you Bra, for acting like a dumb ass last night."
"Hey asshole, I didn't ask you to sneak me in. You should have just left me in the alley. I would have been fine, and since when do you care about me anyhow?" Yelled Bra."I don't care about you Bra, I really don't. You could live forever or die right now and I could honestly care less. What I do care about is surviving this month of training. So you can go back to your little parties and stay the fuck away from me."
"Whatever, assface. Do you really think your words can hurt me? I've been through much worse than you telling me you don't care about me. That's fine, I don't give two shits about you either. You can rule C.C., or spend the rest of your life playing video games with Goten, I don't care. It's means little to me. Your tiny existence is so small to me. I fucking hate you, Trunks. All the time father spends training with you, never with me. All the attention Mom shines on you, just because you're the next one in line to run C.C. All I ever got was a pat on the back when my projects were finished. I hate what I do, I hate my job, and what sucks about it even more is that when I do something good I don't get a gold star, I get a kick in the ass and "how can we make this better." So you and your great office job can just go to hell." Bra turned her back to go back up stairs when Vegeta came out of the gravity room.
"Bra, if you think you're getting of scott free then you're sorely mistaken." Yelled Vegeta.
"Whatever Dad, I don't need your bull shit too." Snapped Bra, Vegeta clenched his fist.
"Ok, this is what's going to happen," yelled Vegeta, "you are to return to work on Monday, you are not leaving this house unless it's for work for the next month, and you will spend your time after work, training with me since I don't spend anytime with you."
"You can't make me do anything. I'm not going back to work and I'm not training." Snapped Bra.
"Girl, what is your problem? You have been nothing but a lazy bitch since you came home. You need to take some direction in your life. If you don't want to be a warrior fine, you don't have to be, but I want you to train so that you help if we ever really need you."
"I AM NOT A WARRIOR, and I never will be. I don't want to fight. Do you think I really want scars like that on my body, HELL NO! I don't need this shit from my own family." Just then Bulma came down the stairs and into the kitchen and into the fight between Bra and Vegeta.
"Bra, I don't give a damn what you do with your life, but you will show your mother and I some respect."
"RESPECT! You want me to show some respect. Fuck that, old man. I'm not showing you shit, until you start treating me like your fucking daughter, instead of a god damned burden. Is that what I am to you father, a burden."
"You're only a burden when you want to be. LIKE RIGHT NOW, BRAT! If you hate living here so much you can leave. I don't want you in this house anyhow. I'll turn your room into something useful, instead of a room to store all that junk you collect. You know what, I'm cutting you off right now. I want your credit cards, now." Bra walked over to her purse hanging up on the coat rack and took out her credit cards and threw them at Vegeta, "I should have just left you at that man's house and let him beat the shit out of you for the rest of your life.""Here, take them. I don't need them and I don't need you." Yelled Bra glaring at her father, "You have never been a father to me. You never wanted anything to do with me. You were never at any of my school functions, you weren't around when I went to prom. DAD, you never spent a lick of time with me when I was kid because you were always too busy training. You're too self centered to know you're your children need your time more than training for some imaginary mission. I don't know what you're training for anyhow, you'll never beat Uncle Goku. You will never be as good as he is, NEVER! Uncle Goku wipes his forehead with your ass every time you fight so get over yourself, asshole." With those as her last words, Vegeta cocked his arm back.
"Vegeta!!!! NOOO!!" screamed Bulma. Vegeta put a huge hole in the wall right next to Bra's face. Bra didn't move, she didn't even flinch, she just looked at her father with as little expression as possible.
"From now on, don't look at me, don't acknowledge me. You're not my father, not anymore." With that Bra grabbed her purse and coat and walked out the front door. She got in her car, shoeless, and drove away. Bulma was on the floor crying into her son's arms.
"Mom, it'll be ok. She'll come back she always does." Said Trunks to his mom, still in shock about what just happened.
"NO Vegeta!!! If you have any sense in you at all, you better go find her." yelled Bulma who was still crying.
"FUCK NO!" yelled Vegeta, "I'm not going after her. I don't care what she does. She can go to hell for all I care.""Vegeta, if you do not go and apologize to her, I will take away the training capsule and you will be SLEEPING ON THE COUCH!! NOW GO FIND HER!" screamed Bulma. Vegeta knew she was serious.
"Fine, I'll go find her." Growled Vegeta, "Boy, you are not off the hook for this? You better get your ass back in the gravity room and train until I get back." With that Vegeta walked out the front door and flew away.
Vegeta latched on to Bra's ki and followed it to a strange part of town. "What in gods name is she doing in this part of town?" thought Vegeta. Eventually he spotted her car driving down a side street. Eventually she parked and got out, slamming the car door behind her. She then walked up to this house that looked like it was about to fall over and walked right through the front door. "What the hell is she doing there." Vegeta flew down to the house and hid next to the window so that he could hear what was going on along with being able to see. He watched as Bra took her coat off and threw it onto the couch in the living room. He listened to her.
"REI! Are you here?" Yelled Bra.
"No, she's at work." Yelled a mans voice.
"OH hi Wade. Look Wade, do you have anything. I just need something to take the edge off."
"Well, I have some Coke." Said Wade.
"Good, can I have some."
"Girl, it's all I have. I'll buy you some more tonight. I swear. You know I'm good for it." Said Bra. With that, Wade handed her a gram of Coke. Vegeta watched as the stranger handed his daughter the cocaine. Vegeta wanted to cry at this site. But nothing prepared him for the site of his little princess chopping out two long lines of coke and then snorting them. After watching that, Vegeta flew back to C.C.