I wasn't quite up for writing another chapter for my big fic (it's not long yet, but it will be) So I decided to write a short little one-shot about my favorite character of all time! Vegeta! I can just see Vegeta sitting in bed, ranting about us pathetic humans.
Summary: Vegeta sits in bed one peaceful night, ranting to himself about Earth.
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I hate this bed! Bulma gave me my own room a while ago to keep me from waking her up when I come in late from training. Unfortunately, the bed is much too soft. It pisses me off! On Freeza's ship we had hard beds. There was barely a sheet over the metal board. Pillows were unheard of.
I suppose it makes sense though. Everything on this planet is softer. The people are so weak! They rely on strange metal contraptions to shot their attacks at each other. Their 'peace treaties' are pathetic as well. Their wars are nothing but politics and talking. They are so overwhelmed with thoughts of peace that they never learn to fight.
The drinks are weak too. I have tried the 'strongest' alcohol they have on the planet. Pathetic! It might as well be water for all its taste. On my planet just the smell of the drinks would have killed these humans. And their food is horrible. I don't understand how Kakkarot can stand to eat that much of it. Even as a Saiyan I don't have the stomach to eat so much of that tasteless garbage. The only good food I've tasted was the 'spicy' food from that Mexican place, and even that was bland.
Hmmmm….if I keep ranting like this I will never get to sleep. Maybe I'll be lucky enough to sleep through breakfast tomorrow. Sigh
I need to fight someone. Being around these humans makes me sick. I'm almost ashamed to admit that I want Kakkarot's company to keep me from them. This peace needs to end! I don't think I can stand another night on this fluffy bed, with these soft humans sleeping down the hall, in this soft, caring world.
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Hope you enjoyed, even though it is a bit random. Please review!
