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Goten and Vegeta
Hide and Ship
Vegeta had been in many tough fights in his life. He had thought Legendary Super Saiyans, Galactic Lords and Evil Androids, admittedly with mixed successes. However this was one fight he wasn't going to lose!
"Start you piece of junk!" he bellowed giving the lawnmower starter cored another pull. "This is your LAST CHANCE."
The motor thought about starting just long enough to get Vegeta's hopes up, but then decided better of it. This time the mower had push its luck a little too far. A few seconds later it hit the garden wall at surprisingly high speed.
"Gee what's up with you Vegeta?" asked Krillin who had no doubt enjoyed the spectacle.
"I gave it fair warning," The Saiyans Prince replied, "it just pushed me too far!"
"Yeah lawnmowers are deliberately annoying all the time," said Yamcha in a patronising voice "they're probably plotting to destroy us!"
"Fine then if there so easy to start you do it," retorted Vegeta angrily pointing to the remains of the lawnmower.
"Oh that one won't start," replied Krillin calmly.
"Why not?"
"Well for a start you kind of broke it against the wall," explained Krillin "and secondly lawnmowers don't work very well when there out of fuel!"
Vegeta swung round and stared furiously at the wreaked and clearly empty fuel tank.
"Why didn't you tell me it was empty!" he shouted at the monk who was now laughing his head off.
"What and ruin all the fun!" Krillin replied, still laughing. Vegeta gritted his teeth.
"What are you two doing here any way?" he demanded.
"I invited them" said Bulma calmly emerging from the kitchen with tray of drinks "and I thought I asked you to mow the lawn."
"The mowers on strike and anything those two tell you about it is a lie!" said Vegeta quickly before storming off.
"Darn women and her stupid friends" he muttered as he walked away, "How would she like it if I had annoying friends round all the time! Yes I should do that, let her know what its like. All I need is some friends!"
Vegeta paused, that could be a problem. He hadn't really got the hang of making friends with humans, mainly because they where such pathetic weaklings who took even the lightest of punches far too personally!
He sighed, "If only there were some more Saiyans around," he thought, "they would have to be my friends because I'm there Prince! But since that clown Kakarot got himself blown up I've been the only pure blooded Saiyan left. Or am I?"
Vegeta thought of Broly and Paragus. If they had managed to survive the destruction of planet Vegeta it was possible that other Saiyans had too. Yes there must be other Saiyens out there just waiting for there Prince to come for too them. Of course it could take a while to find them but Vegeta was willing to take on the challenge, not only for the sake of his race but also because his absence would make that annoying women appreciate his presence. Yes it was a fool proof plan!
As Vegeta hurried off to put his "plan" into action it never once occurred to him that, like Paragus, any new Saiyans he found might want to kill him!
"Come on Trunks give me have a go," pleaded Goten as he eagerly looked over his friend's shoulder.
"In a minute," replied Trunks automatically as he blasted another Alien.
"You've been saying that for hours now," said Goten sulkily. "Look you've died now so you can give me a go!"
"I wouldn't have died if you hadn't been talking!" sapped Trunks who had absolutely no intention of giving Goten a go. However he was well aware that there was no way he could get any further with Goten whingeing in his ear.
"I'll tell you what," the Half Saiyan Prince said slyly. "I'll play you for it!" Goten's eyes lit up.
"At what" he asked keenly
"Hide and seek" declared Trunks, "I'll count to one hundred and you go hide. If I can't find you in two hours then you can have a go."
"Wow okay then," Goten agreed leaping to his feet. "I know just where to hide too! See you later Trunks!" and with that the young half Saiyan sprinted from the room. Trunks leant over and closed the door.
"Idiot," he muttered and returned to his game feeling rather pleased with himself.
Vegeta had packed for his trip. He hadn't got too much stuff, some inter-planetary phrase books, a few changes of clothes, basic food supplies and his camera, well why not he might see something interesting. Admittedly one of the boxes' had been heavier then he had expected but that was nothing to worry about. The only thing left to do was say good bye to Trunks and Bulma. No doubt they would protest about his trip, may be even cry a little, but Vegeta (having conveniently forgotten about his original objectives) was prepared to endure it for the sake of his race. Trunks' room was the first place he stopped.
"Son," he said dramatically, "I'm going away for a bit. I have an important task to complete."
"Right" said Trunks with out even looking up from his game. Vegeta paused some what taken a back at this development.
"Did you actually listen to what I just said!" he asked angrily.
"Yeah your going a way for some reason it's cool," Trunks replied his eyes still firmly fixed on the computer screen.
"I thought you might be a little…" Vegeta began but he was interrupted by a volley of words which he was sure his son wasn't supposed to know!
"Your worse then Goten!" Trunks snapped finally turning to look at his father. "If you don't have anything important to say will you just go away I'm busy!"
"Fine then" retorted Vegeta angrily storming off. As he left he heard Trunks call after him.
"See you in a week!"
It didn't take long for Vegeta to find Bulma. She was resting in the garden.
"Right I'm off" said Vegeta casually walking past, hoping to catch her off guard.
"Have fun." Bulma replied instantly. Vegeta stopped.
"Err, don't you want to know where I'm going?" he asked trying not to sound surprised by her lack of reaction.
"Not really."
Vegeta ignored the reply, "I'm going to try and find some more Saiyans in space, I feel it is my duty to restore my leadership over them. To give them direction and sort out there troubles" He said trying to sound noble.
"As long as they don't have trouble with lawnmowers," said Bulma suppressing a laugh.
"Be serious women!" demanded Vegeta, "I could be gone for months!"
"Sure you could" replied Bulma sarcastically.
"Yes I could!" retorted Vegeta. "Surely you must be worried about how you will manage for so long with out a man around the house!"
"I'll manage" Bulma replied "you don't exactly lend a hand very often; it will probably be easier with out you."
"Fine then, don't miss me," declared Vegeta, "see if I care!"
"See you in a week," finished Bulma calmly as Vegeta stomped off towards his ship.
"Ungrateful parasites" muttered Vegeta "I bet they would start worrying if I was gone for eight days, or if I was killed! Yeah, then they would be sorry!"
He stormed on to the ship and slammed the door behind him. A few seconds later the ship took off.
No one watched the ship leave, well almost no one. From behind a bush the lawnmower smiled evilly at the departing rocket. With the Saiyan Prince gone no one left on earth could stop his evil plan! Soon the world would be at his mercy. If only he could fine his wheels…
Okay hope you liked it, Goten will appear a lot more next chapter as the plot develops, and before anyone asks, no the lawnmower is not going to be the villain of this story, it was just a random joke I put in to finish this chapter. Of course if anyone wants to read more about an evil lawnmower(!) or you have any other comments to make please send me a review! Constructive criticism is welcome but don't worry if you have nothing ground breaking to say I would be happy to hear from you.