Well here's chapter 2. We'll finally get to see our Veggie-chan! ^_^ I want
to thank those who reviewed. I wish I had more reviews though. But I could
work with what I got. I'm grateful for those who were kind enough to read
and review.
As you could tell from the first chapter, it's quite like the movie "Ever After." However, in later chapters some of the plot will be changed to go in with the characters. Sorry if the characters are OOC. But this is my story, and it's all fictionalized, and so there isn't anything wrong with that.
I should also stress that this is my first DBZ fanfic, in fact my first B&V tale as well. So please be kind. If you have any pointers on the characters, I'd sure appreciate them. I didn't mention it in my first chapter, but my email address is Sunrays2525@yahoo.com. Please email me for comments or feedback. Anything is welcomed. ^_^
Disclaimer: I can tell you that I don't own DBZ, but I can also tell you I have dibs on Veggie-chan in my heart (and closet LOL!).
On with the story....
The Heart of A Prince Chapter 2
~10 Years Later~
In the light of the noon a shadow ran away from what he most despised...his life.
"I shall not have my brat become King without first becoming the most powerful being in the universe. He is the Legendary, and by Kami, he must act it!" Bellowed King Vegeta, as he made his way through the dark hallways of the palace.
He entered his son's bedchambers. 'Not again,' he thought angrily. His son, Prince Vegeta had once again vanished.
"Summon the guards immediately! Find him at once!" King Vegeta shouted. (Sorry to interrupt, but from now on King Vegeta, will be known as K.V.)
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It was dawn. A young woman was asleep on her desk once again. She slowly opened her eyes, and stretched. She groaned at her aching back. She looked out of the window at the beautiful sunrise and smiled.
Bulma had grown into a beautiful woman. Her cerulean blue hair cascaded down her shoulders to her waist. Her curves had grown at just the right places for any man to be pleased with.
She took an early morning stroll, and decided to pick some apples from a nearby orchard, when suddenly, a group of guards swiftly rode past her. She looked on in curiosity, and went back to picking her apples.
After some time, Bulma began walking back to the Manor, when she heard a voice.
"Come on you stupid beast!"
Bulma was startled to see a stranger on a horse, her father's horse to be exact, galloping across the field in front of her.
"Oh no you don't!" She muttered. She ran toward the stranger, still grasping onto her apron, which held the apples she had previously picked, falling onto the floor.
She grabbed an apple and charged it right into the hooded figure's head. The hooded figure fell off the horse, onto the ground.
"Thief! This will teach you to steal my father's horse!" Bulma shouted as she threw apple after apple at the stranger.
"I had no choice!" The stranger pleaded, as he tried dodging the flying apples.
"And what is our choice? To let you?" Bulma shouted back.
She hurled an apple at the stranger. He slipped on his cape and fell to the ground once again. He growled, as he struggled onto his feet and shoved away the hooded cape. Bulma finally discovered who it was. She gasped and fell to her knees.
"Your highness, I did not see you!" Bulma pleaded, still on her knees bowing.
"Your aim would suggest otherwise," the Prince answered.
"And for that I know I must be punished," Bulma answered, not looking at the Prince.
He smirked, but remembered he had to get going.
"Well don't speak to anyone about this, and I shall disregard it."
"Do you wish for a younger horse your majesty?" Bulma asked.
Vegeta, who had climbed back on the horse, looked at the young woman below.
"I only wish to be free," he answered. He then grabbed a bag of coins and tossed it to her.
"For your silence." And with that he rode away.
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Back at the Manor, Lady Melanie and her daughters sat down to have breakfast. Lady Melanie had not changed in the past 10 years. She looked the same, not a day older or younger. Marron and Chi-Chi on the other hand had changed over the years.
Marron had grown into a selfish, yet sophisticated woman. Chi-Chi was more laid back and down-to-earth. She had a healthy appetite and remained fit and cared more about life, than her sister, who was very materialistic.
When they were seated, Marron began complaining about the food, as usual. Chi-Chi sat down without saying a word.
Downstairs, Bulma flew into the kitchen.
"Bulma!" She heard her stepmother calling.
"Coming!" She called back.
"She's in one her moods again," Paulette cautioned.
Bulma smiled and threw the sack of gold coins onto the counter.
"But it shall be a wonderful day!" She answered smiling at Paulette and Marie's shocked expressions.
She looked at Paulette softly.
"We shall reunite this family once again."
Paulette's eyes brimmed with tears.
"You mean....Maurice?" Paulette breathed.
Bulma nodded, as Marie placed the sack back into Bulma's pocket.
Bulma made her way upstairs and greeted her stepmother and stepsisters.
"Good morning!" Bulma chirped.
Lady Melanie observed Bulma and grabbed her hand.
"Bulma, my dear, you seem quite odd today."
"Oh stepmother, nothing is the matter," Bulma answered and walked away.
Lady Melanie studied her suspiciously and went back to her breakfast.
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Later that afternoon, Lady Melanie and her daughter went to the marketplace. Bulma and Krillin secretly met. Bulma had a plan, and Krillin helped her go thru it. Bulma had borrowed a dress from one of her sisters. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. Never had she worn a dress so beautiful. She hesitantly stepped out from behind dressing board and faced Krillin. He was speechless. She smiled shyly, and Krillin grabbed her hand.
"You look lovely," he advised her.
"I only look the part of a Courtier, however I am still a peasant, and I feel naked under these rich garments," Bulma explained.
"You are saving a man's life. That is what matters. Now," Krillin said, grabbing Bulma's hand, "We must do something with that hair."
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Prince Vegeta managed to escape to a nearby river bank, however the guards were still hot at his heels and he pushed on further. Suddenly, he arrived at a clearing and was shocked to see his father's men in front of him. He scowled as he starred at Kakkarot, his personal guard and right hand man.
"Your majesty, your father requests for your appearance immediately," Kakkarot said with a small smile. Vegeta glared at his smile and fumed.
"Very well. My old man will get his way.... for now," Vegeta muttered.
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Lady Melanie and her daughter had gone back home. Someone was at their door and they all went to see who could it be.
"Your majesty!" Lady Melanie gasped, bowing.
"I am sorry to disturb you, but I have come back to return the horse I had borrowed previously," Vegeta said, aware that Lady Melanie's daughters were attempting to capture his attention. However, one of them did.
"Why Marron, I haven't seen you in so long. You have grown quite appealing," Vegeta observed. Marron smiled flirtatiously.
"I am glad Your Highness approves," she answered.
Vegeta was taken aback by her witty remark and nodded his head. He turned back to Lady Melanie.
"I do apologize. I scared one of you servants when trying to borrow one of your horses," Vegeta explained.
"She is mute my Lord," Lady Melanie said.
"She had quite a tongue actually," Vegeta chuckled.
Lady Melanie growled softly. "It comes and goes."
Vegeta nodded and he and his men made their way back to the Palace. Lady Melanie was outraged. 'How dare she! Wait until she comes back!' Lady Melanie thought.
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Meanwhile, Bulma, who walked steadily toward the Palace, planned to save Maurice, Marie's husband and Bulma's father-like figure. After Dr. Briefs' death, Bulma looked up to Maurice as a father, and Maurice was glad to raise her as his own. He taught her as much as he could, although she was as smart as her father was and learned quite fast. Still, she looked up to him and respected him. When she arrived at the Palace, she spotted a caged cart, in which Maurice was climbing into.
'Kami, give me strength,' she thought.
She made her way toward the cart. She looked determined as she faced the guard. Bulma grabbed the reigns.
"I demand that you let this man go at once. I have come to pay the debt against him," she demanded.
The guard grinned, "You're too late. He's been sold and is to be shipped off to Frieza."
Bulma stood firm and unscathed.
"I can pay you all it's worth," she said.
The guard grew angry. He barked the order for the horse to pull out. Bulma didn't give up. She held onto the reigns tighter.
"I demand you release him at once, or I shall take this matter to King Vegeta." The guard laughed, "King Vegeta was the one who commanded these good-for- nothing men to be shipped off."
Bulma and the guard continued arguing, as Prince Vegeta, followed by his men neared.
"I said, GET OUT OF MY WAY!" The guard shouted into Bulma's face.
"You dare raise your voice to a Lady?" Demanded the Prince.
Bulma knew immediately who the voice the belonged too. She turned around and curtsied softly. Vegeta looked at Bulma and was taken aback by her beauty.
"Your highness, these criminals were commanded to be shipped off immediately," the guard explained.
Bulma turned red and looked straight into Vegeta's onyx eyes. Vegeta looked into the depths of her blue eyes. 'You can get lost in those eyes,' he thought. Kakkarot noticed the look on Vegeta's face and smiled.
"Your highness, a servant is not a thief, and those who are cannot help themselves," Bulma explained.
Vegeta once again was taken aback. Not only was she beautiful, she had intellect. It was rare to find both qualities in such a woman.
Vegeta smirked. 'This might be fun,' He thought.
"Really? Then by all means, enlighten us," Vegeta suggested.
Bulma took a deep breath.
"If you suffer your people to be ill educated, and their manners corrupted from infancy. And then punish them for those crimes their fast education has brought them. Then sire, first you make thieves and then punish them."
Vegeta was speechless.
"You heard her, release him," Vegeta said to the guard. The guard was about to object.
"I said, release him," Vegeta repeated, gazing at Bulma.
Bulma smiled and ran toward Maurice. She hugged him.
"For a moment there, I thought I was looking at your mother," he whispered.
She smiled softly, "Meet me by the bridge," she whispered back. He nodded.
"Let us go," she announced.
As she passed Vegeta, who was still a bit speechless, she gazed up at his handsome face and her heart leaped. She remained composed as she stopped in front of him.
"I thank you, your majesty," she said, curtsying.
She continued walking, and Vegeta jumped off his horse and quickly followed Bulma.
"What is your name?" He asked.
"Oh I am not from here," she answered.
"I would have known if you were from here. Please I would like to know who you are," he said.
She stopped for a moment and looked at him. How she wanted to be able to touch his face. She shook her head.
"I am not from here," she repeated.
"Yes, you have said that." Vegeta was growing mad.
"I am here visiting a cousin," she answered, and hoping that would be enough for him. But it wasn't.
He looked at her, wondering where this beauty could have come from. He wanted to wrap his tail around her and hold her close.
"Which cousin might that be?" He asked.
"The only one I have, sire." She answered.
Vegeta smirked, "Are you telling me, you refuse to tell me who you are?"
Bulma stopped again. "Yes, no."
"Well which one is it?" Vegeta asked with a smile.
Bulma could not believe his nagging. He smiled as if he had control of this situation. She sighed.
"The only name I can give you, is Countess Bururma Panty." Bulma answered. (I know, I know REALLY STUPID! But I couldn't come up with a name pun that could go in with undergarments. If anyone, anyone has any suggestions PLEASE send me one for a new name.)
Vegeta smiled, "That wasn't so hard now."
Bulma was about to answer when they were interrupted by a voice.
"Sire, your father requests your appearance immediately." A servant announced.
"Yes, I bet he does." Vegeta said to the servant. He turned to face Bulma, but she had vanished! He looked around, but couldn't find her! 'Now where had that minx disappeared too?' Vegeta thought.
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Bulma was able to escape Vegeta's persistant questioning and meet up with Maurice. She embraced him once again and the two walked home to the Manor. He asked about his wife and the Manor and Bulma filled him in with what had happened while he was away. She asked him about his brutal stay at the prison, in which he only replied, "It is over, we shall not speak of it again." She nodded with a smile.
When reaching the Manor, Marie, who was plowing away looked up to see her husband, who she had not seen for weeks.
"Oh!" She cried and made a mad dash toward him with open arms. Paulette looked up to see what was all the commotion and she too dropped her bucket and ran toward Maurice.
Marie embraced her husband and cried on his shoulder. Paulette herself as well and they all embraced. Bulma smiled as she watched the display of happiness if front of her. Maurice opened his arms and she too was welcomed in the joyous return of Maurice. 'Ahh, my handsome Prince, how you've changed the life of this couple,' Bulma thought.
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And that's a wrap on this chapter. 8 pages baby! That should be good enough for a few good reviews. Hope you enjoy! I know the chapters may seem slow, but the next one is chock full of mushiness. And please if anyone has any suggestions that can be used for the above name, I beg of you to send it! It's 10:16PM and I shall say...GOODNIGHT!
As you could tell from the first chapter, it's quite like the movie "Ever After." However, in later chapters some of the plot will be changed to go in with the characters. Sorry if the characters are OOC. But this is my story, and it's all fictionalized, and so there isn't anything wrong with that.
I should also stress that this is my first DBZ fanfic, in fact my first B&V tale as well. So please be kind. If you have any pointers on the characters, I'd sure appreciate them. I didn't mention it in my first chapter, but my email address is Sunrays2525@yahoo.com. Please email me for comments or feedback. Anything is welcomed. ^_^
Disclaimer: I can tell you that I don't own DBZ, but I can also tell you I have dibs on Veggie-chan in my heart (and closet LOL!).
On with the story....
The Heart of A Prince Chapter 2
~10 Years Later~
In the light of the noon a shadow ran away from what he most despised...his life.
"I shall not have my brat become King without first becoming the most powerful being in the universe. He is the Legendary, and by Kami, he must act it!" Bellowed King Vegeta, as he made his way through the dark hallways of the palace.
He entered his son's bedchambers. 'Not again,' he thought angrily. His son, Prince Vegeta had once again vanished.
"Summon the guards immediately! Find him at once!" King Vegeta shouted. (Sorry to interrupt, but from now on King Vegeta, will be known as K.V.)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was dawn. A young woman was asleep on her desk once again. She slowly opened her eyes, and stretched. She groaned at her aching back. She looked out of the window at the beautiful sunrise and smiled.
Bulma had grown into a beautiful woman. Her cerulean blue hair cascaded down her shoulders to her waist. Her curves had grown at just the right places for any man to be pleased with.
She took an early morning stroll, and decided to pick some apples from a nearby orchard, when suddenly, a group of guards swiftly rode past her. She looked on in curiosity, and went back to picking her apples.
After some time, Bulma began walking back to the Manor, when she heard a voice.
"Come on you stupid beast!"
Bulma was startled to see a stranger on a horse, her father's horse to be exact, galloping across the field in front of her.
"Oh no you don't!" She muttered. She ran toward the stranger, still grasping onto her apron, which held the apples she had previously picked, falling onto the floor.
She grabbed an apple and charged it right into the hooded figure's head. The hooded figure fell off the horse, onto the ground.
"Thief! This will teach you to steal my father's horse!" Bulma shouted as she threw apple after apple at the stranger.
"I had no choice!" The stranger pleaded, as he tried dodging the flying apples.
"And what is our choice? To let you?" Bulma shouted back.
She hurled an apple at the stranger. He slipped on his cape and fell to the ground once again. He growled, as he struggled onto his feet and shoved away the hooded cape. Bulma finally discovered who it was. She gasped and fell to her knees.
"Your highness, I did not see you!" Bulma pleaded, still on her knees bowing.
"Your aim would suggest otherwise," the Prince answered.
"And for that I know I must be punished," Bulma answered, not looking at the Prince.
He smirked, but remembered he had to get going.
"Well don't speak to anyone about this, and I shall disregard it."
"Do you wish for a younger horse your majesty?" Bulma asked.
Vegeta, who had climbed back on the horse, looked at the young woman below.
"I only wish to be free," he answered. He then grabbed a bag of coins and tossed it to her.
"For your silence." And with that he rode away.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Back at the Manor, Lady Melanie and her daughters sat down to have breakfast. Lady Melanie had not changed in the past 10 years. She looked the same, not a day older or younger. Marron and Chi-Chi on the other hand had changed over the years.
Marron had grown into a selfish, yet sophisticated woman. Chi-Chi was more laid back and down-to-earth. She had a healthy appetite and remained fit and cared more about life, than her sister, who was very materialistic.
When they were seated, Marron began complaining about the food, as usual. Chi-Chi sat down without saying a word.
Downstairs, Bulma flew into the kitchen.
"Bulma!" She heard her stepmother calling.
"Coming!" She called back.
"She's in one her moods again," Paulette cautioned.
Bulma smiled and threw the sack of gold coins onto the counter.
"But it shall be a wonderful day!" She answered smiling at Paulette and Marie's shocked expressions.
She looked at Paulette softly.
"We shall reunite this family once again."
Paulette's eyes brimmed with tears.
"You mean....Maurice?" Paulette breathed.
Bulma nodded, as Marie placed the sack back into Bulma's pocket.
Bulma made her way upstairs and greeted her stepmother and stepsisters.
"Good morning!" Bulma chirped.
Lady Melanie observed Bulma and grabbed her hand.
"Bulma, my dear, you seem quite odd today."
"Oh stepmother, nothing is the matter," Bulma answered and walked away.
Lady Melanie studied her suspiciously and went back to her breakfast.
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Later that afternoon, Lady Melanie and her daughter went to the marketplace. Bulma and Krillin secretly met. Bulma had a plan, and Krillin helped her go thru it. Bulma had borrowed a dress from one of her sisters. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. Never had she worn a dress so beautiful. She hesitantly stepped out from behind dressing board and faced Krillin. He was speechless. She smiled shyly, and Krillin grabbed her hand.
"You look lovely," he advised her.
"I only look the part of a Courtier, however I am still a peasant, and I feel naked under these rich garments," Bulma explained.
"You are saving a man's life. That is what matters. Now," Krillin said, grabbing Bulma's hand, "We must do something with that hair."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Prince Vegeta managed to escape to a nearby river bank, however the guards were still hot at his heels and he pushed on further. Suddenly, he arrived at a clearing and was shocked to see his father's men in front of him. He scowled as he starred at Kakkarot, his personal guard and right hand man.
"Your majesty, your father requests for your appearance immediately," Kakkarot said with a small smile. Vegeta glared at his smile and fumed.
"Very well. My old man will get his way.... for now," Vegeta muttered.
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Lady Melanie and her daughter had gone back home. Someone was at their door and they all went to see who could it be.
"Your majesty!" Lady Melanie gasped, bowing.
"I am sorry to disturb you, but I have come back to return the horse I had borrowed previously," Vegeta said, aware that Lady Melanie's daughters were attempting to capture his attention. However, one of them did.
"Why Marron, I haven't seen you in so long. You have grown quite appealing," Vegeta observed. Marron smiled flirtatiously.
"I am glad Your Highness approves," she answered.
Vegeta was taken aback by her witty remark and nodded his head. He turned back to Lady Melanie.
"I do apologize. I scared one of you servants when trying to borrow one of your horses," Vegeta explained.
"She is mute my Lord," Lady Melanie said.
"She had quite a tongue actually," Vegeta chuckled.
Lady Melanie growled softly. "It comes and goes."
Vegeta nodded and he and his men made their way back to the Palace. Lady Melanie was outraged. 'How dare she! Wait until she comes back!' Lady Melanie thought.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Meanwhile, Bulma, who walked steadily toward the Palace, planned to save Maurice, Marie's husband and Bulma's father-like figure. After Dr. Briefs' death, Bulma looked up to Maurice as a father, and Maurice was glad to raise her as his own. He taught her as much as he could, although she was as smart as her father was and learned quite fast. Still, she looked up to him and respected him. When she arrived at the Palace, she spotted a caged cart, in which Maurice was climbing into.
'Kami, give me strength,' she thought.
She made her way toward the cart. She looked determined as she faced the guard. Bulma grabbed the reigns.
"I demand that you let this man go at once. I have come to pay the debt against him," she demanded.
The guard grinned, "You're too late. He's been sold and is to be shipped off to Frieza."
Bulma stood firm and unscathed.
"I can pay you all it's worth," she said.
The guard grew angry. He barked the order for the horse to pull out. Bulma didn't give up. She held onto the reigns tighter.
"I demand you release him at once, or I shall take this matter to King Vegeta." The guard laughed, "King Vegeta was the one who commanded these good-for- nothing men to be shipped off."
Bulma and the guard continued arguing, as Prince Vegeta, followed by his men neared.
"I said, GET OUT OF MY WAY!" The guard shouted into Bulma's face.
"You dare raise your voice to a Lady?" Demanded the Prince.
Bulma knew immediately who the voice the belonged too. She turned around and curtsied softly. Vegeta looked at Bulma and was taken aback by her beauty.
"Your highness, these criminals were commanded to be shipped off immediately," the guard explained.
Bulma turned red and looked straight into Vegeta's onyx eyes. Vegeta looked into the depths of her blue eyes. 'You can get lost in those eyes,' he thought. Kakkarot noticed the look on Vegeta's face and smiled.
"Your highness, a servant is not a thief, and those who are cannot help themselves," Bulma explained.
Vegeta once again was taken aback. Not only was she beautiful, she had intellect. It was rare to find both qualities in such a woman.
Vegeta smirked. 'This might be fun,' He thought.
"Really? Then by all means, enlighten us," Vegeta suggested.
Bulma took a deep breath.
"If you suffer your people to be ill educated, and their manners corrupted from infancy. And then punish them for those crimes their fast education has brought them. Then sire, first you make thieves and then punish them."
Vegeta was speechless.
"You heard her, release him," Vegeta said to the guard. The guard was about to object.
"I said, release him," Vegeta repeated, gazing at Bulma.
Bulma smiled and ran toward Maurice. She hugged him.
"For a moment there, I thought I was looking at your mother," he whispered.
She smiled softly, "Meet me by the bridge," she whispered back. He nodded.
"Let us go," she announced.
As she passed Vegeta, who was still a bit speechless, she gazed up at his handsome face and her heart leaped. She remained composed as she stopped in front of him.
"I thank you, your majesty," she said, curtsying.
She continued walking, and Vegeta jumped off his horse and quickly followed Bulma.
"What is your name?" He asked.
"Oh I am not from here," she answered.
"I would have known if you were from here. Please I would like to know who you are," he said.
She stopped for a moment and looked at him. How she wanted to be able to touch his face. She shook her head.
"I am not from here," she repeated.
"Yes, you have said that." Vegeta was growing mad.
"I am here visiting a cousin," she answered, and hoping that would be enough for him. But it wasn't.
He looked at her, wondering where this beauty could have come from. He wanted to wrap his tail around her and hold her close.
"Which cousin might that be?" He asked.
"The only one I have, sire." She answered.
Vegeta smirked, "Are you telling me, you refuse to tell me who you are?"
Bulma stopped again. "Yes, no."
"Well which one is it?" Vegeta asked with a smile.
Bulma could not believe his nagging. He smiled as if he had control of this situation. She sighed.
"The only name I can give you, is Countess Bururma Panty." Bulma answered. (I know, I know REALLY STUPID! But I couldn't come up with a name pun that could go in with undergarments. If anyone, anyone has any suggestions PLEASE send me one for a new name.)
Vegeta smiled, "That wasn't so hard now."
Bulma was about to answer when they were interrupted by a voice.
"Sire, your father requests your appearance immediately." A servant announced.
"Yes, I bet he does." Vegeta said to the servant. He turned to face Bulma, but she had vanished! He looked around, but couldn't find her! 'Now where had that minx disappeared too?' Vegeta thought.
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Bulma was able to escape Vegeta's persistant questioning and meet up with Maurice. She embraced him once again and the two walked home to the Manor. He asked about his wife and the Manor and Bulma filled him in with what had happened while he was away. She asked him about his brutal stay at the prison, in which he only replied, "It is over, we shall not speak of it again." She nodded with a smile.
When reaching the Manor, Marie, who was plowing away looked up to see her husband, who she had not seen for weeks.
"Oh!" She cried and made a mad dash toward him with open arms. Paulette looked up to see what was all the commotion and she too dropped her bucket and ran toward Maurice.
Marie embraced her husband and cried on his shoulder. Paulette herself as well and they all embraced. Bulma smiled as she watched the display of happiness if front of her. Maurice opened his arms and she too was welcomed in the joyous return of Maurice. 'Ahh, my handsome Prince, how you've changed the life of this couple,' Bulma thought.
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And that's a wrap on this chapter. 8 pages baby! That should be good enough for a few good reviews. Hope you enjoy! I know the chapters may seem slow, but the next one is chock full of mushiness. And please if anyone has any suggestions that can be used for the above name, I beg of you to send it! It's 10:16PM and I shall say...GOODNIGHT!