Hey peoples! What up? I've only got three responses to the Reviewer Poll: Do you think Vegita wears boxers or briefs? So far boxers are in the lead! But the briefs are coming up close! Its anybody's race now!
Vegita: WHAT!? I can't believe you did a Reviewer Poll on something so STUPID!!
So, Vegita... What do you wear under all your spandex?
Vegita: That is none of your business!
Thongs it is!!
Vegita: WHAT?!!
Trunks: Please leave my dad alone!
Okies... Anywho, The Biggest Jerk in the Universe is gone! FOREVER!! Thankies, Unknown Wanderer!!
UW: No problem!! I had to get rid of him!! He was such a jerk!!
INDEED!!!
Trunks: I didn't know you could do that...
UW: You know nothing of me for I am... UNKNOWN!!
I could tell by your pen name... (Disclaimer: Wait... wait... WAIT!!... No, I don't own DBZ or anything else...)
And to the Reviewers!!
VeryShortMidget: I'm glad you think its funny! And thankies for responding to my Reviewer Poll! And don't worry, I'm always cool! Sorta....
Leelo77: Don't cry... And I'm glad you like that line! I'm pretty fond of it myself! I wish this was on the show too... Every time I see a shooting star... (Fazes out then comes back) I'll read your fanfic! Don't worry!
Forever His: I'm happy to see a new reviewer! And thankies for responding to my Reviewer Poll! Commando... I'm afraid to ask...
BlackdragonSL: I'm glad you like it! Yeah, I wish Vegita would have had cat ears instead of a tail... He would be so cool! Sorry about the cliffhanger!
Joelie the Messenger of Death: Go ahead and scratch! And thankies for responding to my Reviewer Poll! (Man! I've gotta stop saying that! Over and Over again! Meep!)
Unknown Wanderer: Once again, Thankies!
East Coastie1500 (Chapter 6): You changed your pen name! Oh, well. I'm not a big fan of sports so I have no idea what you're talking about! (Smiles) And, yes, cat ears are funny! Especially on Vegita!
Ophy yu yu hakusho fan (Chapter 6): Sorry if I scared you with the thought that I was leaving! Maybe he is... maybe he isn't! Mhahahaha! (Chapter 7): Thankies for responding to the Reviewer Poll! And for the praise! You are sooo nice!! (cries)
Gothic-Hattie: Thankies for reviewing! I'm glad you think Vegita's great at that state... I wish everyone had ears like that...
Flamer Cerberus: How nice... another flame... Time for the water hose!! Honestly, I'm glad that jerk isn't reading anymore! And I'm not the greatest...no I'm not... I mean if I was the greatest, I wouldn't be wearing this shirt that says "I AM THE GREATEST"! So Buh-Bye!
Now on the fic!
Advice from you
Chapter 8
"Well," said Goku proudly, "I just thought of a great plan!"
"What is it?" asked Trunks.
"You see, we'll get Bulma and Vegita to have dinner with us and at the last minute we'll ditch them!"
"Huh?"
Goku rolled his eyes, "You and I will spar with Vegita for a little while to make it look like some reason to hang around, then when it come to dinner time we'll ask to join them. Your mother will no doubt accept and a 'little' distraction will lure us away from them at exactly 9:16 pm. But by that time your parents will be glad."
Trunks raised an eyebrow, looking much like his father, "And what 'little' distraction will pull us away from Mom and Dad at exactly 9:16 pm?"
Goku gave a dramatic sigh, "Kami knows I didn't want to do it... but it's the only way," he looked around, making sure that Trunks was the only one within earshot, "Every night, at 9:15, my wife, Chichi, goes into the laundry room to make sure the clothes are done washing. But tonight, instead of finding clean clothes, she'll find a crap load of Jell-O in the washing machine."
"How will she know it was you?" asked Mirai.
"I've done it before..."
"... ok...But you said that by that time, my parents will be glad. How? Will they both have cravings for Jell-O at the time?"Goku slapped the palm of his hand against his forehead, "NO! By that time, they'll want some time alone, if you know what I mean."
Trunks stared at him, like a deer would stare at headlights, only Trunks' eyes were larger. His left eye began to twitch, his body shook, and he screamed in agony. "AAAAHHH!! GET THE THOUGHTS OUT!! GET THEM OUT!!"
"Calm down, Trunks!" said Goku frantically, "Think of something else! Like... the androids!"
Trunks only screamed louder, "THEY KILLED DAD!!... DAD! AAAHHH!! GET THEM OUT!!
"What are you thinking, Goku?!" He screamed to himself, "That's even worse! WAIT!! Hey, think about-
THWACK!! Trunks was silent, Goku stared at him then turned to the source the silence, Vegita. "Think about how much that hurts," he said. Trunks rubbed his cheek, where his father's mighty blow had awaken him from his psycho faze. Vegita looked at Goku, "What are you two doing here?" he said dangerously, his ears twitching, "You've been hanging around here a lot lately."
"Um...," said Goku, "We came to spar with you."
"Fine," Vegita said, "Come into the GR. We'll train there."
They followed the prince into the GR and spared for three hours straight only stopping to take breaks and those didn't last long. Close to dinner time, the three Saiyain-jins sat on the floor of the GR, panting and dripping with sweat. (A/N: Trunks... dripping with sweat...(thinks nasty thoughts)) Vegita got up, limping towards the main computer console and with a push of a few buttons, the gravity went back down to normal. Trunks got up with difficulty while Goku took deep breaths before standing.
"Its time for dinner," said Vegita turning to them, "You can either leave or stay."
"We'll stay," Goku panted out. Trunks nodded in agreement. Vegita grunted as he walked toward the GR's door which was opening slowly. The night welcomed the trio as they walked to the large house, now breathing easily.
Bulma was in the kitchen, cooking and humming a tune to herself, when she heard the door slam. "WOMAN!! IS THE FOOD READY?!"
"FOR YOUR INFORMATION, PRINCE PAIN IN THE ASS!!! MY NAME IS BULMA!! NOT WOMAN!! AND DINNER IS READY!! BUT YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO EAT IT BECAUSE YOU'RE TOO BUSY BEING A JACKASS!!!
Vegita mumbled a few incoherent words to himself, obviously very mean words. Goku entered the kitchen with his super speed, "Hey Bulma, What's up?"
She turned to look at him, "Goku! Hi! What are you doing here?"
"I came to spar with Vegita, and I brought the Future Kid with me!"
"Does everyone have to call me 'Future Kid'?" Trunks asked entering.
"Well," said Bulma, "We don't know your name, and you won't tell us that, so yeah, we're calling you 'Future Kid.'"
"Where's the food, Woman?" asked Vegita in an impatient tone, his ears twitching quickly. The sight of Bulma always made them twitch faster.
"I don't know," said Bulma sarcastically, "It isn't here in the kitchen. I mean, it must have run off somewhere."
"Bitch." Faster ear twitches.
"Bastard." They pulled back against Vegita's head.
"Ok," said Goku, "No more insults, please."
"Well," said Bulma, "Come and help yourself, I'll just make some more food."
"You know what?" said Goku, "There are some beautiful stars out tonight, I think we should eat outside on the balcony." Trunks nodded, "Yeah! I'll get the table and set it out there!"
"Yeah!" said the cheery Saiyain-jin, "It's dark so I'll get some candles!"
"Well," Bulma said, "There's a porch light out there..."
"... I didn't see one...," he said as he left the room.
"Weirdos," said Vegita and his ears seemed to twitch with agreement. He turned and saw Bulma, she was wearing the same dress she had on when Trunks arrived and destroyed Freiza and his father. It fit her body perfectly and trapping every curve especially her hips. How he would like to grab on to them, he smirked thinking how loud he could make her scream. He stopped, cursing himself for thinking like that about Bulma. Stupid transformation, he thought.
As promised, Trunks brought the table onto the balcony and set the dishes, napkins, and utensils in a manner similar to the way a fancy restaurant would. He examined it, making sure everything was in perfect order. Goku placed the candle sticks and the candles on the table, then looked at his watch.
"8:38," he read. "Ok, Trunks," he whispered to the demi- Saiyain-jin, "We have to get your parents to like each other in about thirty minutes."
"How are we going to do that?" Trunks asked.
"Do they have a song?"
"What?"
"You know, a song. Where they get all romantic whenever it plays."
Trunks scratched his head, "Well, I've never seen them together in the first place, so I don't think they do."
"Crap," Goku said frustrated.
"Hey, Goku," said Bulma walking towards him, "there's only two chairs."
"...No, there aren't," he said trying to convince her.
"Are you blind, Kakorrot?!" said Vegita walking on to the balcony, standing behind Bulma.
Trunks spoke up, "She's right, Goku! Let's go find some more chairs!"
Goku looked at him, puzzled, then got the idea, "Yeah, just sit down and we'll go get some more chairs. Be back in a minute!"
Vegita and Bulma sat down in the chairs. Vegita noticed the how the table was set. It was set in a fancy manner and for two people. He looked at Bulma, who was playing with a fork, sitting across from him, her eyes looking a stunning aqua blue. She glanced at him, only catching his coal black eyes and then looked away, slight crimson color on her cheeks. Vegita sat back in his chair wondering how long it would take those two morons to arrive back with two more chairs. Staying here alone with Bulma was affecting his transformation a little more than he would like.
Bulma looked at him and decided to make conversation, "So, Vegita, do you like it here on Earth?"
"I've seen better...," he mumbled.
She nodded and a sly smirk appeared on her face, "Is there anyone you like?"
Vegita gave her a puzzled look, "What do you mean, 'like'?"
"Well, is there anyone you," she stopped to think, "Anyone you fancy?"
"Elaborate, Woman!"
"Is there anyone, namely a girl, that you would like to go out on a date with or marry?"
Vegita looked at her and swallowed. He was about to yell, "Yes, you!" He had to control himself. He really didn't like her, it was just this stupid transformation. Speaking of which, he had to tell her about it. How? And what would her reaction be like? Would she look at him weird and sadly shake her head, or slap him and call him names, or worse... she laugh at him and tell all her friends. After thinking, Vegita finally said, "No. I wouldn't 'like' anyone of you pathetic earthly beings." She's probably going to get me for that later, he thought.
ELSEWHERE
Goku and Trunks were in the kitchen not looking for chairs at all. They stood looking out a small window in the room that gave them a perfect view of what was happening with Bulma and Vegita. The two laughed evilly for no apparent reason. "Why are we laughing evilly?" Trunks asked.
"For no apparent reason....mhahaha!" replied Goku. He headed for the balcony and motioned the time traveler to do the same. "Hey, Bulma," he said when they arrived, "We couldn't find anymore chairs."
She raised an eyebrow, "Goku there are three right behind you."
Goku turned and blasted the three chairs leaving nothing but smoking ashes. "NO, there aren't!" he cried. Bulma, Vegita, and Trunks looked at him with wide eyes, surprised by his sudden outburst.
Cliffhanger? You tell me!
Trunks: It's a cliffhanger...
I really wanted to do something in this chapter but I'll wait until the next chapter!
Trunks: Why?
BECAUSE I'M INSANE LIKE THAT!! MHAHAHAHA!! REVIEW!! REVIEW!! I LOVE IT WHEN YOU DO!!
Trunks: (moves away from Mrs. Trunks Briefs)