(A/N): 'Hides behind Vegeta' Sorry! T-T This story was last on my 'to update' list. BUT, I have wonderful news to make it up to you all. You'll find out at the end of the update. Now, lets get down to business. Lots of wonderful reviews . . And one bad one.. T-T But, oh well, whats one contradicting review to 117? Thank you all! 35 new reviews last chapter! You all give me the drive to keep writing this old old story! lol! Also, I RE-WROTE all the chapters. No more silly mistakes and grammar problems. Now, to the review responses . . .
-VTL
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Review Responses:
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TD Master: Yes, a good idea that will show up in the next chapter. . Thank you for expanding an idea I was trying to cook up!
Takuma: Thanks . Glad you like my expressions!
DarkFire22: Thanks for the spell check. I fixed it when I did the whole re-write.
Defafaeth Mechqua: Yeah, the cooking part in this chapter will be fun to write. Considering that I have no clue what is about to take place, just the outline is drawn up, anything could happen. Who knows, maybe the house will burn down? D
Katt Kindel: Uhhhh . . Could you please tell me what the four 'yes's are answering? lol I didn't quite understand where they came from . . XD
illegiblewriter: Yes, lots of angry people . . And many more to come! ¯'.'¯()
Afrodite: Wow. . You made my day! . I'm glad you like my cliffhangers and humor. Thanks for the back to back reviews!
Brenda: Thanks! I hope you will work your way through your writers block (try role playing D) soon and write the next WFTP and Chibi Vegeta! I'm waiting for 'em! Btw, yes, rain sucks. Everytime theres a lightning storm near my dad shuts down all the computers in the house! .. Can't write without a computer . .
Anime no Megami: o.o() Hyper much? . . To answer your questions, King Vegeta is just a stubborn muel who likes his spot on the throne and I guess the fact that his throne was vaporized by Frieza hasn't really sunk into his thick Saiyajin skull yet . . lol! You're next question is a common one asked by many, and you will all find out in the last part of this update! Thirdly, yes, Bulma is a very VERY scary woman. She could easily scare five Saiyajin. Now, about dinner, I have no clue . . I guess whatever Bulma and Bardock don't burn! D And lastly, the sky is blue because the dominant particles we see are blue. D
Richard0: Yes, I know WFTP is very very good. It is the story that inspired this one. Now, if your don't like the humor in this story, unlike the 117 people that did, I can't help that. You are the only one to not like it. If you have no sense of humor, that isn't my fault.. Others have reviewed that they were dying laughing. I will not change my writing for one out of one hundred and eighteen people. I just don't see how you read six updates when you hate my story . . If you don't like it, don't read it. oO; Lastly, of course Vegeta is going to be 'ooc' because he was never faced against his father in the show. I have kept him in character as much as possible. My story is ALL ABOUT Vegeta's reaction to his father. This is how I see it. If you want to see him stand up to his father, it will happen soon enough. Bardock, on the other hand, hasn't had enough focus yet in my story for you to even really judge his character. My apologies. He will play a major role soon. You shall see what I mean at the end of this update. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I took that review as a flame. I truely hope it wasn't.
Watcher Tale Neith: Yes, if you look back in the reviews list, you'll see that you did review before.
leelo: Now, now. If I did that, there'd be no story! D Whats the sense in a story with no conflicts?
Elfwarrior6: Hmm . . I've seen it spelt both ways, actually . . Eh, I changed it when I re-wrote all my chapters. Well, now we're even! lol.
Chikira Briefs: Yes, Goku is dead.. Not sure how i'd go about bringing him back, but I'm thinking about it. 'smirk' BTW, you have good English, so don't worry.
Whew! ¯'.'¯() That took forever! lol. Ok, to everyone else, thanks for the reviews! Also, you're top two questions will be answered at the end of this update! On to the story!
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Disclaimer: All I own is the story plot and any made up characters I decide to put in. DB and all its sagas, characters, etc. belong to Akira Toriyama! Talk to him! Not me! ;-; Evil damn lawyers! XS Sniff
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Last time:
"Shut up! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" Prince Vegeta snapped, having finally had enough. "I'm married to Bulma, making her the Princess of Vegetasei but it DOESN'T MATTER anymore, now does it?" " . . Why wouldn't it!" King Vegeta was extremely confused by his son's words. " . . Planet Vegetasei is long gone, father . . I'm sure in your timelines," he glanced over at his teacher, Bardock. "Vegetasei was about to be blown to dust by Frieza when you were torn out of it." Everyone in the room except the two kids shuddered at Frieza's name. "Isn't that true, Bardock?" "How . . How did you know I could- . . " "See the future? I heard Saiyajins talking about it over the scouters . . Right before . ." He didn't need to finish. They knew what he meant, now.
"Umm . . Whats going on?" Trunks pulled on Bulma's pants leg for an answer. Goten looked up at her, too. "Boys, quiet. Vegeta needs to settle this." she whispered back. "She has yet to pass my expectations. And you . . You have a long way to go. I need to completely re-train you because of what that white freak of a lizard did to you! I shall see you at supper." And with that, King Vegeta exited. Sighing, Prince Vegeta walked off in the opposite direction to his beloved GSR, or Gravity Simulator Room.
"Well, dinner shall be quite lovely tonight . . . " Bardock supplied with a sweat drop. "Yeah . . By the way, you're helping me cook." "WOAH! Hold on there! I'm a warrior and scientist! NOT a damn COOK!" Bulma, eyes narrowing, smiled evilly. "Oh, you WILL be. You will be." And off she dragged him into the kitchen to prepare a meal for 3 full grown Saiyajin, 2 half Saiyajin, and a human. Trunks and Goten just stared as they tried to take in all the activity around them. "Our families are weird . ." "Yeah" Trunks agreed. "Lets go train with my dad!" and off the demi-Saiyajins went to torture the already tortured man even more.
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Chapter Six: Events leading to Dinner . . .
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"I'm telling you, woman, I DON'T COOK"! "And I'M telling you, Bardock, I DON'T CARE! You are helping me cook and that's that! It's the least you can do, considering all the damage you caused!" Bulma finished, pointing Bardock in the direction of the fridge. "Now, I need two eggs, butter, milk, flour, a bowl . . (etc. etc.)" As Bulma went on and on, Bardock miserably took out all the ingredients she requested, secretly wondering why a Saiyajin was cowering in the shadows of this woman - Queen of Saiyajin or not! The only good side to this predicament he found himself in was that he could sneak food when she was too busy to notice.
"Come here and stir this 'til I say stop". Bulma hummed as she turned to the opposite counter and flipped through the cook book her mother made as a gift for her. She had only turned her back on the bored Saiyajin for two seconds when her searching was inturrupted by a sharp sound only made by glass. Her crystal mixing bowl had shattered in the strong hands of her helper, Bardock.
Keeping his back to her, his eyes wide with fear, he stood still, hoping she hadn't noticed . . . Pfft, like that was gonna happen! Bulma whirled around to face him and tears gathered in the corners of her eyes, threatening to flow like a raging waterfall at any second. " . . MOVE! NOW!" she pushed him aside and gathered the tiny pieces, trying to fit them together again. Bardock stood puzzled at her vain efforts and grabbed the near-by garbage can, pushed her hands away from the mess, and scooped the remains into the trash can with his leather-like gloves.
"Uhh," he glanced at her face, "Why don't I just leave and let you-" "Don't even think about it." her voice promptly answered in an eerie tone. She pointed towards the stove, which had a metal pot on it. "Stir." Bardock quickly started to stir as Bulma took out a knife and began to chop away at the meat she was preparing. An odd quietness filled the room and only the sounds of metal being scraped by a spoon and the vicious chopping of a knife on wood echoed in the room.
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In the Gravity Simulator Room, or GSR as Vegeta lovingly called it, the Prince was doing his usual routine: mastering his complex form as a certain G, gravity, and then raising the G and working on the form till perfection on that G setting. Needless to say, he loved proving to himself that he could keep going higher and higher that his previous limits. Especially since his dad came to visit, he needed to be able to prove this more and more as the training intensified.
Out side of the GSR, Trunks and Goten were warming up, so Trunks' dad wouldn't catch them off guard when they entered. They sparred for a minute or so, and then entered the GSR, temporarily causing the machine to shut down for safety precautions when the door had been opened. Vegeta, who had been doing vertical push-ups on his index finger in 600 times Earth's normal gravity, flipped himself upright and looked up at the door to see his young son and his friend walk in. "Hmph . . What do you brats want? You can't train in 600Gs yet . . " he growled as he walked over to the gravity controller in the middle of the spherical room. "Try us!" Trunks answered with a smirk.
Prince Vegeta turned his head to look at his son's expression and shrugged. " . . Hmph . . Your funeral . . " and the machine came to life with a hum as it suddenly became harder to breath, let alone stand. He watched as his son and late rival's son struggled to walk, looking like robots as they inched their way forward. "Heh . . Ready to leave yet?" a smirk graced his handsome face. "Nuh-uh! We're just about to go super! It'd be much easier" Goten smiled and Trunks nodded to him.
Vegeta's shocked face made the boys smirk as they stopped moving and stood up straight, side-by-side. Dual yells of fury echoed off the curved walls as their power levels skyrocketed and a golden aura enveloped each of them. Their hair floated up and turned into golden spikes - Goten's looking much like Vegeta - and their eyes turned an aqua green color. "Heh heh . . Look Goten, dads speechless". The boys giggled and jumped up and down, moving much much faster, as if there was normal gravity in the room. Vegeta stumbled a few steps toward the twin chibis. " . . . H- . . HOW IN THE HELL DID-"?
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"I don't care WHAT you say, I'm NOT making you a time machine! It would ruin timelines and I'm NOT risking never meeting my Vegeta!" the female scientist screamed at King Vegeta, chopping the meat slightly faster than before. Bardock had been happy that the tense silence had been broken, but an argument was not what he had hoped for . . . "You will do as I SAY, you weak little human, or ELSE!" the taller man roared as energy cracked around his body. "MAKE ME!" she bellowed at his face. "WOMAN, PREPARE TO DIE!" her father-in-law replied at her's. "Hah! Well, be prepared to face my husband, then!"
A shocked look spread over his face as she turned her back to him. -He- . . He'd save this b---h! . . - "Hmph! . . You had better start on it, or not even Frieza himself will be able to stop me" and with that, he turned on his heel and stormed out the kitchen door. Bardock shuddered as his King slammed the door shut. -Glad I stayed out of that one . . But now he left me here with the crazy woman . . Why, my King? Why?- "GET BACK TO WORK"! "! . . Growl . . " he continued to stir, praying that dinner come quicker.
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-Damn that woman! I need to get back and save my son from that tyrant! . . I will not let him grow up to be soft . . - King Vegeta flew over West City, looking as people walked below. -What does he see in this mud ball of a planet? . . Hmm? What's this? It looks like some sort of gathering place for rides . . All these people . . Seem to be having fun . . And over there? . . - King Vegeta landed right in front of a laughing couple. "EEK!" The black haired woman cowered in the arms of her boyfriend. "How- . . How-"?
The king pointed at the building next to him. "Tell me . . What is this place that people come out of laughing?" he glared at the young man. "It- . . It's . . a- . a Movie Theater . . " King Vegeta was puzzled. Clad in his Saiyajin armor, the royal King walked into the doors and past the ticket takers. "Where do you think you're going! Where is your ticket, weirdo?" a nerdy teen said as he tried to block Vegeta. "Move." he continued to walk, pushing the teen into a wall and creating a crack in it. He walked down the hall and entered into one of the theaters, taking a seat in the middle.
Two hours later, he emerged from the building, someone's popcorn in hand, and a smirk on his face. Earthlings seemed to have a good sense of humor, at least. -This planet must be an entertainment planet . . - Vegeta took off, finishing his popcorn bucket, and flew towards the gang-filled downtown part of the city.
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Meanwhile . . .
CRASH! Bardock threw the flaming frying pan out the kitchen door's window. As his action's consequences started to dawn on him, sweat drops appeared on the back of his head. He inched towards said door as Bulma picked up her knife and ran towards him. "ARGHHHH! GET OUUUTTTTTTTTTTTTT!" she threw the knife at where he stood and he instantly was out the door, slamming it quickly. The knife stuck on the door, just inches away from where his head was out side.
-Crazy woman . . I told he I don't cook . . - He walked away from the house, turning on his scouter to check where his King was. Apparently he was far away, doing Kami knows what . . -Wonder what the brat is up to . . - Bardock walked towards the Gravity Simulator Room. Before he could reach the door's window to look inside, the door opened . .
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Just moments before . . .
"HOW THE HELL DID YOU BECOME SUPER SAIYAJINS?" Vegeta regained his composure and walked quickly towards the kids. "Uhh, we were playing . . And we got into an arguement . . And it just happened . . Heh heh" Trunks backed away, knowing his father was angry. He had worked to obtain the rank of Super Saiyajin for many many years and two children did it in only a few years - on accident, too. "You- . . You were . . PLAYING! . . Growl--- Tell me, who is stronger?" The prince edged closer, face turning slightly red from fury.
"Ahh, umm, I am . . Just by a little, I guess . . " Trunks answered his father. A smirk grew on his dad's face, and his own matched it. "I see . . And who knows of this?" Trunks nervously looked at Goten. "Umm . . N- No one does" he fibbed. "DO NOT LIE TO ME!" the Prince roared. "Only our moms and Gohan know! I swear!" said Goten, fear getting the better of him. "Never swear, unless it is an allegiance to your betters! . . So, . . you've told all of them . . And not ME, eh? Growl" his dark black eyes flashed dangerously, turning to an aqua green as gold hair and aura sparked around him. "Dad . . I was gonna, but-" "BUT NOTHING! OUT! NOW!" Vegeta threw huge fireballs at them, driving them to the door and out of the GSR, crashing into Bardock as the door slammed behind them.
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King Vegeta had seen enough of this planet's cultures. They like playing, making out, starting families, and people in uniforms saving them when they are in trouble. People seemed to like other's company. Earthlings depended on other Earthlings and created an "everybody is equal" type of setting. -Why would my son wish to be surrounded in people who thought themselves to be his equal? . . Maybe he just wants a family . . He never got to have the one he was meant to grow up in . . Maybe that made him long to be with others who didn't rule him, like everyone on Frieza's ship did . . He could have easily taken over this planet . . But he wanted a home . . . My son . . -
He landed in the Capsule Corp. back yard with a soft thud. Turning to look at the source of the hum he heard, he found a Sphere with white on top and black on bottom. Vegeta the first walked up the ramp to the door, pushing the big red button that said 'Open'. The humming suddenly stopped and the bright golden light coming through the window ceased. The door slid open and the King saw his son staring at him from inside, fury still on his face. He stood up straight and entered, the door closing behind him.
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Just moments before . . .
"Growl-- What the hell are you brats doing, now?" Bardock pushed them off of his torso and stood up. The kids had thankfully dropped out of their Super Saiyajin state when they barreled into Goten's grandpa. "Sorry grandpa! Vegeta just kicked us out . . I thought you were making dinner with Mrs. Bulma" Goten flung himself around Bardock's neck. The scientist instinctively brought his arms up to hold the boy. Blushing, he replied "she- . . she kicked me out . . Heh heh . . " Sweat drops appeared on his and Trunks' heads. "Scary, isn't she?" Trunks smirked and Bardock nodded. "Almost as bad a Frieza or my Lord . . "
"Hmm . . Bardock . . Could you tell me about my grandfather? Like, what was he like as a prince? Like my father?" Trunks asked as they started to walk towards the front of the yard. "Hmm . . The King was never a prince. He took over planet Plant and renamed it Planet Vegeta or Vegetasei in his name. Your father was named after my King. I take it you weren't named after your father like you were supposed to be . . I was a young child when the Vegetasei Government was set in place, so I do not remember much of your Grandfather as a young man . . Although, I've got a few stories of your father . . Heh". The chibis listened intently.
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"What do you want?" the younger of the two spat. He was still angry. Not at the kids, but more at himself. All those years, and he couldn't ascend to the legendary level he needed to survive. "That is no way to address me, Vegeta. I've come to see what a weakling you have become, living on this entertainment planet." Vegeta Jr. looked at him, with new rage in his eyes. -How dare he call ME weak. I'll show him . . I'll show them ALL!- Prince Vegeta screamed a blood curdling roar, instantly becoming Super Saiyajin. "HOWS THIS, HUH FATHER? GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU?" The King was speechless, mouth open in awe.
"What, not good enough, eh? How about THIS?" Vegeta ascended to Ultra Super Saiyajin, body becoming bulky and slow, but power becoming greater than ever. His father had never fully gained the skill of sensing power levels, but he could sense powers right in front of him. -He- . . He did it . . And more!- Vegeta senior took a step forward, wanting to touch his son to see if it was real. "Oh, father, did you know? There are many levels of Super Saiyajin, it seems . . Many to still be explored . . Like THIS ONE!" With another burst of golden light, Vegeta stood, normal size, with what seemed like a little bit taller hair, and a bigger golden aura. "Super Saiyajin level two, father. Hows that, for a weakling, huh?"
King Vegeta dropped to his knees, giving Vegeta Jr. a royal salute, with his closed right fist over his heart. "My prince, you have done very very well. I believe, now, that this planet may be a good place to live. It seems that a place that full fills your entertainment needs helps you become stronger as you train . . I commend your strength" the king rose. Prince Vegeta stood in shock at his father's words. He had longed for so long to hear such praise from someone. "Hmph. I train hard, everyday. And it seems that having a family to protect makes me stronger, too, as Kakarotto always told me . . " he dropped out of Super Saiyajin and walked towards the door. "Come, dinner shall be ready soon . . father . . " They both smirked, and walked out together, to the kitchen door.
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"My father was a trouble maker?" Trunks asked in awe, and sat on a tree stump next to Bardock and Goten, who was sitting on his grandpa's lap. Trunks gave him a jealous look, but was soon enveloped in the man's story. "Yeah, he was a pain to teach . . Always playing pranks on me or the royal guards. Hell, he even tried to prank his father . . Mostly for attention, I believe . . The King was always far too busy. Hmm, one time, he let loose a wild beast in the ball room during an important peace treaty party. Hah hah, was Vegeta mad. Of course, I got punished every time the brat did something . . Growl . . . But they were always worth a good laugh, in the end. I swear, Vegeta wanted to be punished, just so his father would have his full attention on the brat. Sigh-- Then Frieza came when he was four . . " Bardock looked to the ground.
"What about my dad? What was he like as a kid?" Goten looked up into the warrior's scarred face. "Hmm . . I only got to see him through the glass of the nursery. He was crying his head off non-stop. The baby next to him looked like he wanted to kill him. Hah . . Well, I did have images of him when he was sent off planet to conquer Earth . . He was defeating Frieza . . " Bardock looked into Goten's face. "Wow, and it really happened! Cool!" Goten smiled in a Goku way. "I knew he would . . But, HOW - I have no clue. He was a 3rd class warrior . . . I wish he was alive, still. I want to know the details of that fight. Heh" Bardock picked Goten up and set him on the grass next to him as he stood. "Come on, brats. Dinner should be ready soon." And they walked to the front door, their Saiyajin minds on a good home cooked meal.
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"Dig in!" Bulma growled at them. Vegeta gave a glance at Bardock and they both gave a sweat drop. A feast fit for a King was setting before them. None of them were Bardock's horrid creations, which were thankfully thrown away. There was pork, chicken, ham, ribs, corn on the cob, steamed veggies, rice, bread, and countless other items filling the huge table. The Saiyajins all smirked and began to scarf the food down. Both Vegetas and Trunks ate with speed and manners while Bardock and Goten just ate with speed. Bulma smiled as she saw how much like Goku the two were.
Dinner went on in a silent manner, and soon came dessert. Apple Pie a la mode was something the two Saiyajins had never heard of. Needless to say, they loved it, and Bardock thanked her for the meal. Bulma glared at he husband, "Why can't you be more like him, huh?". "Hmph! Because I am royalty and thankfully not related to Kakarotto." he smirked as he stood up. "Show them to their rooms, woman. I have a feeling tomorrow is going to be very event full" Vegeta said as he looked to the sky with a smirk.
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Else where . . .
-Chichi? Chichi, can you hear me?- "Mmm . . Wha?" Chichi awoke with a start. "G-GOKU?" -Chichi, its me! I'm talking to you through King Kai's link. Guess what?- "What! What is it!" -Heh heh heh . . I get to come back to earth for a day because I've saved the Earth so many times! Not sure why he told me to do this now, though . . - Chichi nearly fainted at this news. "GOKU! WHEN?" -Tonight. I can't wait to see you.- Goku said in his most romantic voice.
All of a sudden, there he stood. Goku was back, with a halo over his head. Chichi ran to him an wrapped her arms around him. They spent an hour talking about how Gohan grew up and had a girlfriend named Videl, and about Goten, the son that Goku never got to meet. "Where is he?" "Over at Bulma's . . Goku, Gohan is out . . I missed you so much!" Chichi began to cry and Goku cradled her in his strong arms. He carried her to their bed, and they spent the rest of the night together.
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Next chapter: 100(+) REVIEW SPECIAL! Bulma invites Goku and his family to a 'special get-together'. Great Saiyaman and Videl are also thrown into this mess. Oh, the possibilities . . lol
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(A/N): Well, there you have it. The next chapter, Goku's return, the entire Son family and Videl, and your 100 REVIEW SPECIAL is up next! I've decided to release this chapter while I'm working on the 100 review special. It wont take me long, now that I'm back in the swing of things. I promise to have the special out in a day or two . . or three. lol! Don't worry. It is my next focus. Then I'll work on Kakkon's Revenge, I think. Sorry this took so long, but the special will make up for it! lol ADD YOUR EMAIL TO THE REVIEW SO I CAN PUT YOU ON THE UPDATE LIST! Enjoy! PLEASE REVIEW!
-VTL
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