Dreambox
"Huh? What's this?" A piece of paper floated down from its seemingly eternal place.
Vegeta pushed the book back into its place as he knelt down to pick up the fragment.
The gravity room was broken again, and Vegeta was letting another side of him live free; the bookworm. Yes, that's right, it was a big secret, but the prince had just a much of a thirst for knowledge as he had for power. After all, what was power worth if you did not know how to use it?
He stood up slowly, his eyes running over the crumpled piece of paper as he unfurrowed it. It was yellow with age, torn in the sides. In beautiful cursive, it read:
Legend of the Dreambox
The legend of the Dreambox (often attributed to Lemuria) suggests writing down your fondest dream, greatest desire, strongest wish on a small piece of paper, putting that paper in a Dreambox and placing it beside your bed. Every evening as you retire and every morning as you rise, hold your Dreambox and think on your dream, believing with all your heart that it is so. Legend has it, if done faithfully...your dream will come true.
Vegeta snorted. "Yeah right! What a piece of junk!"
But he slipped it into his pocket anyway.