Hello! Hello! Hello! I'm back! Isn't that great?

Vegita: No.

...Shut up... Mr... Poopie-pants...

Vegita:... Mr. Poopie-pants...Can you get any stupider?

That's for me to know and you to never know! (Disclaimer: Shoes... nothing more... croaked the thing...)

To the Reviewers!

VeryShortMidget: I don't think Vegita would smoke either. And I still have no idea why Goku slapped Trunks... that's why I asked you people!!

Gothic-Hattie: We'll just need to see what happens next! Mhahahaha!!

Leelo77: Wow... I thought I would be the only person who would understand the "ice cream" thing... But that doesn't make you a pervert! Yeah, I would love to see Vegita be so painfully obvious on the show... he he...

Another: (smiles) Thankies! Like I said, I don't think Vegita smokes. But maybe Bulma smokes... dun dun dun!!

Kataan: I would say pipe... That's what my instinct says.

Pikachu Hunter (Chapters 2, 3, 5, 7, 9, 10): Thankies so much! And no... The Prankster Prince is not that great of a name for Vegita. Thankies for adding this story to the favorites! And what is happening in chapter 5... I can't remember... To find out what commando means read Princesess Crack a' Lackin's review of chapter 9! And another vote for boxers!!

Bishounenlvr: Thankies for reviewing! Just to let you know... This story will never end... mhahahaha! Um... the toppings, you'll find out soon! Mhahahahaha!!

Jedi Spiderfan: Thankies! He makes me laugh too!

Fenris-wolf: Um... the good drugs... and thankies for reviewing!!

Elvewin Darkdragon: (smiles) That's okies... you can speak your mind when you review my fanfics! I guess we all know where those opinions should go anywho... I'm so flattered! Do I really rock? (Giggles)

Now on to the fic!

Advice from you

Chapter 11

Vegita put his ear against the door, hearing for anything, namely the voices of Goku and Trunks. Nothing. He slowly opened the door, peering out. Nobody, nothing, nada. Good, thought Vegita as he slipped out of the room and closed the door behind him. With a seductive smirk, he made his way to Bulma's room. Finally! Once the two had their nightly fun, the transformation would come to an end and those annoying ears would never return.

Bulma signed as she sat on her bed, fidgeting with her shirt. Twisting it into knots and different shapes. Vegita was gone for quite a while. What if he was playing a horrible joke on her? So that the next day he would humiliate her in front of all her friends saying that she was so desperate as to actually think he would give her the time of day? But, what if he actually wanted to go though with this? After thinking, Bulma wasn't so sure she could actually be with Vegita. What if he ignored afterwards? What if he would expect to be with her every night? Or worst... What if she got pregnant?

The horror... A miniature Vegita running around destroying everything in sight. And what if Vegita left her after the androids were dead? She was going to have to take care of that little demon by herself because she sure as hell wouldn't crawl back to Yamcha with Vegita's son in her arms.

I guess I'll have to tell Vegita, Bulma thought, I'll just tell him that I'm not ready and I really need to get to know him better. She gave a satisfied nod, he'll understand.

Right?

"Woman," said a voice, breaking Bulma from her thoughts. Vegita stood at the doorway, he wanted this, she could tell. His eyes told her everything, every tiny emotion swelling up inside him. He advanced toward her night stand dumping all the contents from his arms. He climbed on the bed slipping his arms around Bulma's waist. She whimpered, "Vegita..."

"What?" he whispered in her ear.

"I can't... not now...," she said trying to explain. He planted a hot kiss on her neck then pulled back. His ears dropped with disappointment. Bulma fiddled with her fingers as she saw Vegita's confused face, "I don't know what would happen after this. I mean, I still don't know you very well..." She gently laid her hand on his face, looking into his eyes. Frustrated, Vegita released her waist and settled down next to her, mumbling curses. Quickly grabbing the can of whip cream, he forced to top off and sprayed a large amount in his mouth. He crossed his arms while moved the cream though his mouth. He finally swallowed down the fluffy whiteness and glared at Bulma, annoyed. "Fine," Vegita finally said, "I'm not going to force you."

Bulma smiled and took him into a tight embrace. "I knew you would understand! Hey! I have a better idea! Let's watch some T.V.!" she said grabbing the remote.

ELSE WHERE (gee, I use that word a lot...)

Goku and Trunks stood at Vegita's door. Trunks shuddered from thoughts of what his parents might be doing in there. Goku took deep breaths, inhaling and exhaling. "Are you sure they're in there?" Trunks asked, his voice quivering.

"Vegita came in this room...," Goku took in another breath. "Prepare yourself," he warned.

Trunks nodded, "Just incase I don't make it back alive, I want to let you know that I think... You're weird." He wrapped his fingers around the doorknob and turned it.

"AAHH! AAAHHH!! AAHH!!" they yelled in unison, shielding their eyes from the terror that lurked in the dark room. "I DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING!! I SAW NOTHING!!" cried Trunks hoping furiously that his parents wouldn't kill him. Goku also tried to prove his innocence, "OH GOD!! IT'S HORRIBLE!! HORRIBLE!! I WILL NEVER SLEEP AGAIN!! SLEEP WILL FLEE FROM MY EYES!!"

They stopped, after moments of screaming and getting nothing in return. No cursing, no yelling, no anything. They lowered their arms and saw that the room was empty, no Bulma, no Vegita, no ice cream toppings covering them. (A/N: If you don't get it now, you don't deserve to be told...) "That sneaky devil!" said Goku, "Vegita must actually be in Bulma's room but he told us that was going to sleep in his room to throw us off!"

"Yeah," said Trunks, "I thought you knew. Dad didn't want us in Mom's room because she could be... you know... but he went into his room to make us think that nothing was going on. Didn't you realize that? I was wondering why we were inspecting Dad's room first."

"...Yes... yes, I did... but I wanted to make sure you were on the right track..."

"Riiiight."

Goku chose to ignore this remark and headed for Bulma's room, Trunks following close behind. It wasn't very far from Vegita's room, only a couple doors down. As they stared at the door it was deja vu, except this time there were noises coming from the room. Goku put his ear against the door and listened, an annoying laugh was heard. "Oh. My. God," said Goku shocked, "They're watching SpongeBob Squarepants," his expression then turned to disgust, "Your parents are sick, Trunks. Getting horny from yellow sea creatures on the T.V. screen, they disgust me."

Trunks looked at him, unsure of what to say, except the most obvious reason to why his parents were watching SpongeBob Squarepants, "Maybe they're just watching SpongeBob because there's nothing else on and that they're not going to do it."

"... That works too...," Goku replied nodding his head in agreement. He knocked on the door, "Who's there?" asked a female voice from inside the room. "Banana," said Goku having no will power what-so-ever. "Banana who?" "Orange you glad I didn't say banana?" He giggled like a little twelve year old girl. (A/N: No offense to twelve year olds) A male voice answered this time, "I don't get it..."

Trunks shamefully buried is face in his hands, Why God? Why?

Why, indeed?

Trunks: That is the stupidest thing you've made Goku do in this entire fanfic!

Mhahahaha!! If you want more, you'll have to REVIEW!!! Questions will be answered: Does Vegita smoke? (Everyone's debating about that!) Why did Goku slap Trunks? Why am I asking you all this? And why the hell is my cat so frickin' fat? (That has nothing to do with this fic, but I'm just wondering...)