I'm posting this chapter right after the last chapter if you've noticed. Once I did about 4 chapters in one day for a different story.

But this is Weapon Insanity, not my other story. Anyway, as I said two chapters ago, this is Tuesday in my story. And yes this is a coincidence that today is Tuesday in real life, I did not plan this.

I have an FAQ open for questions just so you know. I thought I said that in an earlier chapter but it appears to have been erased.

Well, enjoy this chapter!

Chapter Seven: Firearm Insanity

"Woman, I need to borrow $15 000!" Vegeta yelled to Bulma.

"There's about that much behind the couch," Bulma replied. Hey, they're multi-billionaires. "Why?" But before she knew it, Vegeta with his shotgun was out the door.

Bulma sighed, hoping Vegeta wasn't doing what she thought he was doing…

She went to the kitchen and began getting dinner ready. Bulma was trying Groog, another vibrating oozing meal.

Trunks saw and ran to the phone. "Hi, Goten," Trunks said. "I need to hide out at your house for the next 12 weeks!"

Meanwhile…

Vegeta looked through the shop's choices. "I'll take that, and that, and you can't forget that, and that…"

5:00 pm…

Bulma heated up the Groog. 'This time it WON'T taste like dog crap!' she thought. 'It will taste good!'

At the shop…

"…and that, and that, and that, need that, and that, as well as that, and that, and that, plus that, get that, and that, I definitely need that, also definitely need that, and that, and that, just grab that for the heck of it, and that, and that, that's a must have, and that, definitely that, should have that, and that, another one of those, and that." Vegeta took a breath. "Now where was I? Ah yes. I'll need that, and that, and that, I MUST have that, and that…"

6:32 pm…

"…and that, and that, and that, and that, and that, need to have that, and that, and that, and finally, that!" Vegeta was done.

"Sir, you weren't pointing at anything," the clerk said. "You just walked in and started saying 'and that, and that, and that, etc!'"

"Oh," Vegeta said. "Well this time I'll point! I want that one, and that one, and that, and that, and that…"

1 hour later…

"…lastly, that."

"Alright, they'll be there in three days."

"THREE DAYS! BUT DEBBIE NEEDS HER BROTHERS AND SISTERS NOW!" Vegeta screamed, pointing at his shotgun.

The clerk raised an eyebrow. "Sorry sir, but that's as fast as we can do." Vegeta threw $4000 dollars on the counter. "We'll see what we can do."

Meanwhile, Trunks landed at Goten's house with a sleeping bag. He rang the doorbell. "Hi Trunks," Goten said. "Come on in!"

Trunks walked in. "So how'd you persuade your parents to let you stay over?" he asked Trunks.

"Uh, I asked them?" Trunks replied questioningly.

Vegeta was walking home when Goku saw him. "Hi Vegeta!" Goku said.

"Bye Kakarott," Vegeta said as he sped up.

But Goku was also fast. "So, how's your Hippopotomontrosesquippedaphobia going?"

Vegeta stopped. "Fear of knowing big words kicking in!" Vegeta yelled.

"That's what Hippopotomontrosesquippedaphobia is!" Goku explained. "The fear of big words!"

"How do you know a big word like that?" Vegeta asked.

"I'm not a complete and utter idiot, Vegeta!" Goku said.

"Oh really?" Vegeta questioned. "Remember the Independence Day movie?"

Goku groaned. Vegeta gave Goku the movie Independence Day (a movie where aliens are invading Earth) and told him it was a documentary. Goku was so freaked out by that thought, that he ran around the streets the next day yelling, "ALIENS HAVE INVADED BEFORE! SOON, THEY WILL RETURN, AND WE'LL ALL DIE!" He was put in jail for, "disturbing the peace."

"I was…tired!" Goku explained. "And at least I don't get all twitchy whenever someone says a big word!"

Vegeta punched Goku in the face, but being a weakling, all he managed to do was nearly break his hand. "You're weak, remember?" Goku said. But Vegeta took out his shotgun and cocked it. "Uh-oh." Goku ran while Vegeta chased.

BAM! Cock. "YOW! MY BUTT!" BAM! Cock. "YOWWW!"

When Vegeta was nearly out of bullets and Goku had lead pumped all throughout his butt, Goku remembered he could teleport and left.

Vegeta got home and refilled his ammunition.

"Dinner!" Bulma yelled. Vegeta went downstairs and saw Bulma putting orange goo in bowls. He was out the door before you could say ketchup.

Bulma sat down and waited for Vegeta and Trunks. After a few minutes, she became suspicious. "Vegeta? Trunks?"

She walked up the stairs to Trunks's room and opened the door. There was a note. "Dear Mom, I have gone to spend the next three months at a friend's house. Until then, you will not hear from me. Signed, Trunks!" she read.

Bulma ruffled the note when a paper airplane soared through the window and landed in front of her. "Woman, I will be back tomorrow. From, you know who. VEGETA!" Bulma screamed.

Vegeta was already a kilometre away and he heard the yell. He had to find somewhere to stay.

The Saiyan went to Krillin's house and rang the doorbell. 18 opened it and Vegeta opened his mouth but she slammed it in his face. He went to Tien's house next and you guessed it opened the door. "Could I stay at your house?" he asked.

"Only if you leave that gun outside," Tien answered.

Vegeta grabbed the doorknob and slammed it shut. Next he went to the lookout. Dende opened the door. "I need a place to stay."

"Of course you can. IF, you find the gold elephant!" Vegeta was gone barely before he could say "elephant."

Vegeta went to the next house and Goku opened the door. "Hi Vegeta," Goku said.

'What am I doing?' Vegeta thought. "Nevermind."

That night, Vegeta snuck back to his own house. It required dodging lasers and avoiding robot guards. 'Wait, why am I dodging lasers? I can turn them off! And the robots LISTEN to ME!'

8:16 am…

Vegeta woke up and went to the lawn. He found ten crates there. 'Excellent,' Vegeta thought.

"Woman, wake up." Bulma stirred then opened her eyes. She looked right into the barrel of the rocket launcher Vegeta was holding. Then she saw the rest of the room. The walls were lined with weapons that had names carved into the sides. There were mini-guns named Steve, pistols named Freddy, grenade launchers named Jason, and the rocket launcher Vegeta had was named Damien!

"How do you like Debbie's family?" Vegeta asked.

"FAMILY! THIS IS JUST A DEADLY ARSENAL!" Bulma yelled.

Vegeta frowned and put Damien on a shelf. "These aren't JUST weapons, they're my friends!" Vegeta stated.

"That's it mister!" Bulma yelled. "You are officially firearm insane!"

"Uh…"

"Crazy with firearms," Bulma explained.

Ert vat goooy hurthuy jud gifgo… "MOM! THE TOASTER'S SWALLOWING MY SHOE!" Trunks yelled upstairs.

"Did you repair the toaster Vegeta? Vegeta?"

Meanwhile, Vegeta was tearing the shoe out of the toaster. "Let Vicky live you foul monster!" When it wouldn't let go, he shot it with a sniper (Amy).

Author: Well, I'm pretty pleased with myself. I made the toaster a monster and Vegeta is officially coo-coo nuts bananza.

Fee: (jumps on chair beside him and goes into his face) Hi!

Cir: Hi, how would you like to get OUT OF MY FACE!

Fee: Uuuhh… I named the guns!

Cir: You only named THREE!

Fee: o well! They were good names… Jason, Damien and Amy… ANYhoo, did you know that the government is out to get us, and soon they will go after Vegeta since he has firearms to destroy them and-

Cir: Ok, I'm going to cut you off no-

Fee: I'M NOT FINISHED YET! And then we'll all die! Just like Independence Day..

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Cir: (Duct tapes mouth shut, padlocks it, swallows the key, ties her up, sends her in a plane to India and schedules for her to be dropped in a volcano)

Fee: (muffled cries)hflp mf!

Cir: Review now!