"Shut up you!" Vegeta yelled into the receiver, "I swear, if you do not stop talking, I will fine you and blast your head off! Stop that! Stop saying that! I heard you quite clearly the first time; I don't need you to repeat yourself! Are you listening to me!"
Trunks walked into the room and watched his father on the phone. The six year old looked a little worried then walked into the kitchen to find his mother.
"Mommy?" he asked.
"Yes dear?" Bulma said in response.
"Daddy's yelling at someone on the phone," the worried child said.
"Really? The last time it rang was two hours ago, and he never calls anyone," She walked up to the kitchen phone, picked it up, and listened for a few minutes. With a grin, she set down the receiver and turned to her son, "It's okay, son. He's yelling at a pre-recorded message. He must have been yelling at it for hours!"
Guy's, I am so sorry for not updating. I've been low on idea's lately, (Still working on Ravin) and I haven't had much opportunity to write. Keep you patcience with me and I'll keep on writing!
