Sands Of Time

Chappie 13

Poor Bulma

By
Bulma

T: Well that was entertaining. All right people 'nuff said. So read and review!

Bulma fell into a chair as she held her head. She was all ready dealing with so much and she wanted to just be done and over with. Why did all of these things have to happen to her? Trunks and the rest felt fell at ease as Vegeta left. He gave his word not to turn them over didn't he? Bulma took a long glace at her surroundings. It was late indeed. About 2:30 in the morning. Then her eyes rested upon her new group.

She took note of how tired the lil' girl was and her son still needed to rest. "Well, I propose we all go and get some shut eye. No sense in worrying and get ready to leave if we all are worn out and tired." Bulma offered smiling. Trunks nodded. "Your right Mom. Well all, lets get to sleep." he announced. "Um Trunks, would you put Karara to bed? I need to discuss a few things with your Mom. That is… if it is okay with you Bulma?" Venux asked.

"Sure." Bulma smiled warmly. "All right then. Come on Karara, bed time." "But, I'm not sleepy!" the upset child protested. She crossed her arms and put on her best defensive pouty face. "You can't make me!" her features as she stood her ground. "Karara, your not a very good liar. So stop arguing and come with me. It's bedtime." "NO! I don't' want to go to bed! I don't wanna!" Bulma let out a smile as she got up and got eye level with the child.

"How about this. If you behave and I will make you whatever breakfest you want tomorrow morning?" Bulma suggested. Karara pondered this for a moment. "Okay." she said smiling. Then she took Trunks' hand and they headed to Trunks' room. Bulma sighed and sat down with Venux. "So, what do you want to talk about?"
she asked looking at the other Woman sitting across from her.

"I wanted to talk about Trunks." came Venux's reply. ("Great. How much of this can I take?") she thought warily, but smiled in turn and asked, "What about?" "Bulma, do you consider taking him as your son? I know we ask too much of you…but please consider it. Trunks wanted to make things right in the past and him being born would give him great hope that he can make a difference."

Bulma shook her head. "Venux, you do not understand do you? Vegeta is a cold hearted bastard and would love nothing more than to see me suffer and die. Venux, if it was with anyone else, I would consider it, but to have a child with Vegeta, can you even see him even helping me? I will tell you exactly what he will do. He will leave me to go through the pain all alone and give birth all alone and the second he is born he will take him and kill me. Then eh will raise Trunks to be a cold hearted warrior and deny him any affection. No child deserves such a fate." Bulma explained.

All Venux could do is stare at Bulma sympathetically and shake her head. It was Bulma who did not understand. IF only she could see what Vegeta would become, perhaps Bulma would change her mind. Unfortunately, Vegeta was all ready dead in the future and Bulma would never believe her, even if she told her. So all she could do was put it in the fates hands.

"You are right Bulma. No child deserves that kind of life. I am sorry I brought it up . Well it is late and I am in desperate need for some sleep. I suggest you do the same. Good night." Venux replied and quickly, before Bulma could talk anymore, she got up and headed for the bedroom. Thus, leavening Bulma to her own personal, troubled thoughts. "She's right. I do need sleep." Bulma muttered to herself and followed Venux's example and headed to the spare bedroom.

Morning-

Vegeta had not returned for the remainder of the night. Bulma had awoken to the inviting smell of food, late the next morning. She stirred in her sleep and looked over at the clock. 1:00pm. "Mmm…I must've slept in, huh?" she joked to herself. As Bulma stretched in her bed, a knock came at the door. "Come in." she called. The door opened and in walked Trunks and Karara with a tray full of food. Pancakes, a bowl full of fresh fruit, orange juice and a flower in a vase."

"What's all this? I thought I was making breakfest?" Bulma asked surprised. "Miss. Bulma, you take too long to wake up in the morning. So Papa Trunks made me and you some breakfest instead of you." she beamed as she sat the tray on Bulma's lap. "Thank you." Bulma smiled as she took a bite out of her pancakes.

It was heaven. They were light and fluffy. Rich with the taste of syrup and made to a golden perfection. It was way better than her Mom's or Chi's cookin any day! Bulma couldn't believe how good it tasted. "This is really good! Who made it!" She asked as she munched away on the wonderful quick bread. (B: Quick bread is something Trunks will learn in cooking class this year. T: I all ready know about quick breads. B: Really? T: Yeah. Spud: WILL YOU BOTH SHUT UP AND GET BACK TO THE STORY BEFORE I GO GREEN DAY ON YO' ASSES! B/T: Eeep! B: I am goin!)

"Papa did, I helped a lil;" Karara informed. "Wow, I must say Trunks, you defiantly got your cookin skills from my Mom." "Heh heh, well you never were much of a cook and I had to learn on my own." Trunks laughed. "But anyway, come Karara. We need to go wake Mommy up now." "Okay, bye Miss. Bulma." the child waved bye as they left her to eat.

Bulma quickly finished and started on a shower. Upon getting out and putting on a change of clothes, a loud banging came at her bathroom door. "It's opened." Bulma called as she was fixing up her hair. The door opened and there stood Vegeta in the doorway. Bulma gasped as she saw him in the mirror. She spun around and found him leaning against the doorway.

"Vegeta? When did you get back!" Bulma demanded as she came up to him. "I just got back from Cooler. He thinks the Brat and his family are dead. So he fixed the ship and now we must leave." "Now?" "No, next Tuesday. Yes of course now! The sooner we are off this misgodforsaken planet." "Now?" "No, next Tuesday. Yes, of course now! The sooner we get off, the more of a chance Cooler won't suspect what has transpired. So get ready. We must leave." he instructed. Bulma nodded. She put her hair back in a ponytail and followed Vegeta out the door.

Everyone else was all ready dressed and urging to leave. They all headed outside and Bulma capsulize the house. Then Vegeta pulled out the ship and without a moment's hesitation, Bulma fired up the engines and took off.

B: Sorry it is short, but I think we all needed to see where Bulma was coming from.

T: How can you be so heartless?

B: Everything has a reason. Besides it all works out in the end

T: Then continue writing

B: Right

DC: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA I RULE DA WORLD!

T: OY! WHERE HAVE YOU TAKEN MY MOM?

DC: IF you want her back, you must pay me…..1 million dollars!

T: Bullshit! I ain't giving you my money!

DC: Then she dies

T: Kill her and that will be your last mistake

DC: Oh well. -T draws sword and pins down DC- Ow…..your…choking….me….

T: Give me the documents and Mom and I MIGHT let you live

DC: You drive a convincing argument -hands over documents-

T: Now my Mom

DC: Uh…..she's dead

C'ya

Bulma

PS MOMENT OF ZEN!

All right, everyone shut up or I will start scarping off all her make up -hold's razor to lady covered in heavy makeup- Tsk, this may take me a really really long time.

Matt Says! YOU TOUCHED IT NOW YOU HAVE TO EAT IT!