Hello people! I decided to update this one earlier (okay, only one day but who's counting) because I'm just the nicest person in the world.. okay, and because I had already finished this chapter last week but that's not the point here. Well you people didn't really give me any good ideas so I had to come up with em myself… well okay, so Nalurah helped me being a co-host and all. Hope you all enjoy this chapter. R&R!

Chapter 05: Bulma

Bulma ran onstage looking for Vegeta since he was still lying on the ground from the last chapter. She tried to drag Vegeta offstage but he was too heavy and she decided to take a break, so she sat down on the Evil Chair of Doom.

"Know your stars, Know your stars, Know your stars." I said.

Bulma looked up at the ceiling, "Hello? Is someone there?" She asked.

"2 people to be precise." Nalurah said next to me.

"Oh good, then you can help me get Vegeta of this damn stage." Bulma said happily.

"Nah, we don't feel like it. He'll probably wake up somewhere in the middle of the interview anyway." I said in a bored tone, "Now let's start the questioning!"

Nalurah smirked evilly, "Best idea I've heard all day." She cleared her throat. "Bulma Briefs… she's really in love with Santa Clause. It's the red! Isn't it!" Nalurah said.

"Yeah, it's so sexy… but the pixies around him are just scary!" Bulma said.

"Uhm… well that was… uhm… never mind." I said, "Bulma Briefs… she's really a Kirby."

"Well that does explain the hair." Nalurah agreed with me.

"I am NOT a Kirby!" Bulma said a little angry, "And my hair is just natural this way."

"Riiiiiiiight, keep dreaming. Bulma Briefs… She's jealous of Mister Plushie." Nalurah said.

"What! No I'm not! He's such a cute little bear!" Bulma exclaimed.

Vegeta woke up, and looked at Bulma shocked, "You… You don't like Mister Plushie!" He then ran offstage crying.

"Vegeta! It's a lie! A lie I tell you!" Bulma yelled but Vegeta was already too far away.

"Well at least now you don't have to drag him offstage anymore." I offered, "Anyway, Bulma Briefs… she has no fashion sense." I said.

"WHAT! I HAVE THE BEST FASHION SENSE EVER! HOW DARE YOU SAY SUCH A LIE!" Bulma fumed.

"Uhu, then explain those clothes." Nalurah said.

Bulma looked at her clothes, she was wearing a neon orange sleeveless shirt and a bright pink mini skirt with blue sneakers. Her eyes widened in shock, "I WASN'T WEARING THESE!" She exclaimed.

Nalurah whistled innocently, "Authoress powers? I didn't use them." She said in a WAY to innocent voice. "Well anyway, Bulma Briefs… she tried to ruin Chichi but she's so bad at it, that she became her best friend."

"I AM her best friend! I'd never do anything to hurt Chichi!" Bulma exclaimed.

"Then why do you have all those chains and whips in your closet?" I asked, cocking my head to the side a bit.

Bulma blushed, "THAT'S PRIVATE!"

I shrugged, "Whatever, Bulma Briefs… she stole the cookie jar from chapter one. SO THAT'S WHERE ALL THE COOKIES WENT!" I exclaimed.

"I don't have any cookie jar." Bulma said innocently as she hid something behind her back.

Nalurah's eyes narrowed and she pushed a button. Onstage, mechanical arms appeared out of the chair and ripped the thing Bulma was hiding away from her.

"HEY! MINE! I NEED THOSE TO SURVIVE!" Bulma cried out but the mechanical arm just disappeared and reappeared with Nalurah and me.

"MY COOKIES!" I exclaimed happily, "Now I can give cookies again!"

Onstage, Bulma was crying, and rocking herself back and forth in the chair, "Cookies, must have cookies…" She whispered to herself.

"Well I guess that proves that Bulma is a cookie addict." Nalurah said.

"Yeah, oh well." I said, hugging the cookie jar.

Nalurah stared at me "… o…kay… let's move on, Bulma Briefs… she isn't a real scientist." Nalurah said.

"I am too! How else did I become so famous with all my inventions." Bulma challenged with a smirk, forgetting the cookie jar completely.

Nalurah shrugged, "You stole all the ideas from REAL scientists."

"Then why didn't any of them ever say something." Bulma asked.

"Because you killed them." I said simply, "With all those torture devices we already mentioned before."

Bulma's eyes widened, "I DID NOT!" She exclaimed.

Suddenly, a police squadron ran onstage with shotguns aimed at Bulma, "FREEZE!" one of them yelled.

"EEP!" Bulma let out a terrifying scream and the entire police squadron opened fire.

"Ok boys, finish this after we're done with her would you." Nalurah asked nicely.

"Sure!" They all replied smiling and left the stage, leaving a near death Bulma behind who somehow managed to get back into the chair.

"Damn, she's getting the chair all bloody! Oh well, I'll have it cleaned later. Bulma Briefs… she tried to kill Bra several times. How could you do that to your child!" I exclaimed.

"I DID NOT TRY TO KILL BRA!" Bulma yelled really pissed off now.

Vegeta ran onstage and slapped Bulma, "How could you!" He yelled, then ran offstage again.

Bulma stared at him in shock and then glared at the ceiling, "HOW DARE YOU SAY SUCH THINGS ABOUT ME!" She yelled.

"Because we like to." Nalurah replied simply. "Bulma Briefs… she only married Vegeta for his money."

"I DID NOT! I MARRIED HIM BECAUSE I LOVE HIM!" Bulma yelled.

"Sure, keep telling yourself that. Bulma Briefs… she's having an affair with Yamcha behind Vegeta's back." I said. "Not only a bad mother but also a bad wife." I shook my head in disapproval.

Yamcha ran onstage, being chased by Vegeta.

"HOW DARE YOU TOUCH MY WOMAN! I'M THE ONLY ONE THAT IS ALLOWED TO DO THAT!" Vegeta yelled (Thanx Gohan'sUltimatePower for the idea)

"I did NOT touch Bulma!" Yamcha yelled back.

Vegeta just ignored Yamcha's yelling and fired a huge ki-blast at him, killing him immediately.

Vegeta huffed, glared at Bulma and then walked offstage.

Bulma just stared at this whole thing with wide eyes.

"Well that was interesting." Nalurah commented.

"LET'S PARTY! YEMCHA'S DEAD!" I yelled happily.

Nalurah again stared at me, "Riiiiiiiiiiight. Anyway, that's it for today's interview so now you know Bulma Briefs, the Santa Claus loving, cookie jar stealing, daughter killing cookie addicted Kirby who has no fashion sense and is wanted by the police at the moment." She said as her voice faded and we both left.

"THEY DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT ME! I'M NOT COOKIE ADDICTED! Oh look! A cookie!" Bulma exclaimed as she ran offstage after a cookie that wasn't really there.

Well that was it. Liked it? Hope you did and because I finally have my precious cookie jar again, I can start giving cookies to all the readers! °hands out cookies to everybody° Let's see, the next one will be… Trunks! Let's make it Mirai Trunks first and then I'll do little Trunks later. R&R and keep those ideas coming.