Vegeta walked out of the gravity chamber and headed towards the shower.  It had been a grueling day.  He had just finished up a twelve-hour session and was starving.  The reason he was heading towards the shower was because Bulma wouldn't let him sit at the table all sweaty.  Look at me, he thought with a smirk, I'm going soft.  Eating at a table, who would have thought? He entered his room and pulled off his sweaty shirt, discarding it on the small pile of used clothing.

                Beep

                Vegeta looked up.  Something nearby had just beeped, he waited, but the sound did not repeat itself.  Shrugging, he grabbed a clean towel and headed into the restroom.

                He took a quick shower, finishing in under five minutes.  He stepped out and pulled on his clothing, complete with gloves and boots.  He headed to the kitchen, where the staff had prepared a feast for him. Ahhhh, he thought.  Sitting down, he started to shove food into his mouth as fast as possible.

                Beep

                He stopped, a handful of meat halfway to his mouth.  He wasn't mistaken, something had beeped at him.  He looked around but couldn't see anything out of the ordinary.  The dining room was clean and sparsely decorated, the Briefs preferring the old fashion type of look.  Nothing electronic was in sight, nothing that could beep.  He kept a cautious eye out for anything suspicious and finished his meal.

                The Prince then made his way up to his computer and checked his mail.  He glared at the device when it sounded out, "You've got mail!"  Checking the corner, he made sure the yellow guy was only running in place, not trying to escape.   I don't know why, but I have a feeling I shouldn't trust that thing.

                Vegeta saw he had a message from his wife.  He opened it, and scanned the contents.  She would be in the lab late tonight, so don't wait for her.  He grinned.  He was willing to bet he could get her to leave the lab.

                He walked into the basement and sneaked up behind Bulma.  Jumping across half the room, he wrapped his arms around her waist and held on tight.  Bulma let out a yelp of surprise and lightly elbowed Vegeta in the stomach.

                "You scared the shit out of me!" She said, with a smile, "Don't do that!"

                "Oh come on, it's not like you were mixing chemicals or anything," He said into her neck.

                "But still..." She started, but trailed off as Vegeta began to peck light kisses at the base of her neck.  She leaned back onto him and stretched back like a cat.

                Vegeta spun her around and dipped her in a fashion he knew humans found romantic.

                "What do you say you forget the lab and come up to the bedroom?  We'll work late up the-"

                Beep

                Vegeta dropped Bulma to the floor with a thump and whirled around. 

                "Ow!" Bulma exclaimed, "What did you do that for!"

                "Something is beeping at me! It has been following me around all afternoon! Something is stalking me!"  He explained, looking around the room.

                "What are you talking about?" She said, collecting herself off the floor.

                "Something has been beeping at me ever since I left the gravity room, I think it's out to get me!"

                "Vegeta," Bulma said sternly, "I think you've been training to much.  Why don't you go upstairs and sleep on it.  I'll be up in a couple hours."

                "Didn't you hear it!"

                "Of course, but a lot of my equipment beeps! It was probable just one of those."

                Vegeta left, very pissed off.  Not only was this damn beeping thing following him, but it had made him miss a night with Bulma.  When I find that thing, I'm going to destroy it! He vowed.

                He walked to his room and shut the door.  He then turned around and watched the door, specifically the space between the floor and bottom to see if something crawled in after him.  After five minutes, nothing appeared, so he flopped down on the bed, and closed his eyes.  He hadn't bothered to undress, since he wouldn't be doing anything with the woman.  He was just about to drift off to sleep when-

                Beep

                He eye's snapped open, bloodshot and fierce.  With a roar, he began to tear apart the bed, it had been so close!  He threw the mattress across the room and began to go on a rampage.  Ripping down sheet rock, paintings, throwing the dresser across the room, picking up every object looking for the source of the infernal beep!  His rampage lasted a little less then fifteen minutes.  The room was a complete mess.  The remains of lighter objects floated down in front of the enraged Saiyan, only serving to infuriate him further.  He stood in the center of the mess, breathing hard and darting his head from side to side, searching for something to destroy.

                Beep

                "AAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He yelled, resuming his destruction of the room.

                "Vegeta!" a familiar voice called from the doorway.

                Our Prince cringed at this, knowing he was in trouble.

                "Yes, dear?" He asked in his sweetest voice, turning to Bulma.

                "Couch! Now! Don't come back up tonight!" She yelled.

                Vegeta hung his head and walked to the couch.  Dammit! Wait until I get my hands on that beeping thing! The Saiyan laid down and closed his eyes.  He didn't get it!  Nothing had entered the room, nothing was out of the ordinary, and it just didn't make sense!  As he pondered his eye's got heavy.  Soon he was drifting to sleep again.

                Beep

                Vegeta suppressed his rage, knowing the consequences.  He turned on the light and glanced around, but, seeing nothing out of place, closed his eyes.

                Bulma awoke and stretched.  She looked around the destroyed room and pitied the crewman who would have to clean it up.  She pulled on her bathrobe and walked down stairs to get some coffee.  As she walked through the living room, she saw the form of Vegeta lying on the couch.  Leaning over the back of the couch, she was about to ask him what the freak out session last night had been about, when she saw Vegeta's condition.

                He was lying straight and stiff as a board, his arms straight at his side and his legs sticking straight off the end of couch.  His eyes were wide and starring straight ahead, she watched for a few minutes and noticed he wasn't blinking.  His teeth were clenched and showing through his partially open mouth.

                "Veggie?" She asked, "Is something wrong?"

                "Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!" He said, "The beep is here! The beep is here!" He let out a string of nervous laughter.  "Every fifteen minutes! Beep! Beep! Beep! Don't- Don't- Don't know where it is!"

                Beep

                "There it is! The beep is here!" He continued.

                Bulma looked down at him.  Reaching down, she grabbed his right hand and looked at his watch.  She sighed, pushed a few buttons, and then set his hand down.

                "Trunks must have been playing with your watch again, turning on the quarter hour alarm.  Go upstairs and go to sleep."  She walked away while a not-so-crazy-anymore Vegeta looked at his watch.

                Bulma was pouring her coffee when she set the mug down and placed both fingers in her ears.

                "Three, two," she began to count, "One."

                "AAAAUUUUUURRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!" Vegeta yelled from the living room.  This was followed by something small hitting the wall and the sound of a ki blast being fired.

                She walked back out, sipping her coffee and was glad to see he had only made a hole in the wall the size of a basketball.

                "You through?" She asked.

                "Yea," he huffed, and then walked upstairs.

                "Beep," Bulma said.

                "Dammit woman! You are going to pay someday!"

                No, I have never set my watch like this and gone nuts over it, but at my job, we lost power, and know a panel behind the front desk won't stop beeping at us.  So that was my motivation for this one.  Sorry I didn't update sooner.  The disc I saved my writing on Friday wouldn't take in my home computer, so I have to write it all over again.  (It was a good one too.)  Oh well, review!  I like feedback!