Chapter 3: Bulma's here!
It was about four in the morning and Bulma had escaped from her home, a ship destined for Planet Vegeta was scheduled to leave in thirty minutes, though Bulma had wished it would leave earlier so she wouldn't have the chance of her father coming to get her. She herself was a little nervous but still wanted to go, and nothing was going to stop her.
While waiting, Bulma decided to have her last coffee from her planet (for a month) she walked over to Timmy's Coffee Hut and ordered her favorite, ripe almond-tea cappuccino. After receiving it she walked back over to her seat and slowly sipped it. Still looking around to make sure that no one was going to stop her. Feeling more relaxed she sat back and watched the screen in front of her, it talked about various things like the weather, local news, and outside news. Nothing in peculiar was catching her eye so she looked down at her wrist watch to see the time. "Damn still fifteen minutes! How long does it take for them to prepare a ship?" Bulma sat there a little longer drinking her coffee and looking back and forth at the television and her watch. Finally the intercom announced that the pod was leaving in five minutes and that all passenger needed to arrive at the fight desk. Bulma gathered her things and headed that way.
Once inside the pod Bulma finally relaxed completely. She opened her window and looked out onto the port and waited for the count down. Turning back she looked at her watch, tunning it to sleep mode and her alarm. Suddenly the speaker came on and started the count down, "3...,2...,1..., 0!" and the pod shot out into the sky and forced its way into space, Bulma plastered her face on the window as they passed Mars and Jupiter, the pod turned slightly so she could see her home planet getting smaller and smaller but she knew it wasn't the last time she would she beautiful Aladan.
A few moments later the ships lights went off and that's when Bulma set her watch and closed her eye's, dreaming of how this new planet she was visiting was going to be like. In her dream she saw beautiful vast gardens and buildings as tall as the sky. She imaged the 'Saiyans' where this nice peaceful race, these giant apes that helped one-another and welcomed foreigners. She also dreamed that maybe this could be a permanent stop for her to live, possibly with her husband and maybe even some children, she smiled as the dream played through her head.
As Vegeta left the fighting grounds, he wiped the sweat off his forehead. Though the last battle he was engaged in wasn't difficult it still seemed to break a sweat from the Prince. "This is obvious that I need more training if I break a sweat for such a meager battle." Vegeta said aloud. He knew that he needed to triple his training in the mornings and afternoon's. Vegeta pushed the doors of the mess hall or hog house as most Saiyans called it, open. Everyone looked up even the youngest of children closed their mouths as their Prince walked among them all. Smiling Vegeta looked over at the nervous cook and nodded, the large man quickly grabbed a reserved plate and ran to Vegeta and humble placed it on the table. Vegeta loved having everyone in aw of him, he loved having power over all the common Saiyans, it was what added to his superego that he possessed Vegeta could probably spit on them and they would thank him for it. He gobbled down the fresh pork and ham that was prepared and the buttered mashed potatoes with gravy. The others looked on as they themselves never ate that good. But Vegeta sure knew how to flaunt it, and he wasn't going to hold back either. Vegeta notice a man giving him a dirty look, with a glint of his smile the man burst to pieces, his wife and child were adantly mortified at the scene. But said nothing, Vegeta picked his teeth and left the mess hall. Feeling better about his qualifications as a true Saiyan warrior.
There was a large crash that shot Bulma out of her morbid sleep, she quickly glanced out the window to see what could have happened. The speaker came on and apologized for the hard landing and announced that the they had made it to Planet Vegeta in one piece. Bulma was so excited she looked out the window to try and see if she could see some locals, but all she saw were a bunch of normal looking people, nothing like she had previous imaged. Leaving the pod and walking into its local port was as normal as ever. Bulma checked into a hotel near the port landing and decided before the school's guide came she would go check out this huge rock.
She walked around a bit, looking at the local homes and the mess hall. But Bulma couldn't find where their King would live, there was no object showing that there even was a King on this planet at all! Just as Bulma was about to turn and go back to her room she saw a young man approaching her. She smiled "Um, excuse me but would you possibly know where the palace would be?" But the young man just snorted and continued walking, Bulma enraged and turned and spoke a little louder. "Hey! I don't mean to be rude but I just asked you a question!" the man stopped and walked back to Bulma. "So, am I supposed to bow or something?" he answered Bulma looked stern, "NO, BUT YOU COULD AT LEAST ANSWER ME! She screamed. The man's eye's grew angry, "listen women I answer to no one, least of all you!" She turned her head back away from him, "well I guess your just a low class and probably wouldn't even know what your King's palace even looked like!" she said with a grin. "Well, I guess that would make me very stupid then wouldn't it." he answered. Bulma turned up her face, "yeah, just to let you know I'm a Princess from another planet and am here to meet the King and the Prince. Somebody you'll probably never meet in your whole life!" she said laughing.
A grin spread across his face, "Well now aren't you the lucky one." She looked over at him and watched him start laughing in a uproar. "What's so funny?" she asked. He looked back at her, "Well miss I have been to the palace before and have met the King, because I'm the Prince!" Bulma's face turned to total shock. "What! You? Your trying to tell me you're a Prince? Don't make me laugh." she said. At that moment he pulled out the family crest (a ring) and showed it to her. Bulma was in aw, "Wow I guess you really are the Prince, funny I heard he was good looking." she said. Vegeta just laughed, "like I care what some stupid woman thinks of my looks." he answered. Bulma turned her face to him, "oh, if only I were perfect in my abilities I could make you scream like a baby!" he smiled, "well what are you some kind of witch?" sarcastically Bulma laugh with him. "Well aren't you the jokester." she said. "No, I'm not a witch, I can't cast magical spells on you or make you turn into a frog. But I can change your personality into something different." Vegeta laughed, "Is that so? Well what could some simple little Princess make me into, some little pussy who runs from battles?" she snorted "If I wanted to I could make you act as if you were the nicest guy in the world!" Vegeta looked over at her. "Fat change of that ever happening." Bulma squinted her eye's "want me to prove it to you?" He laughed, " If you can." Vegeta answered.