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Picture Perfect
Hotel Mania
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Diana led the group out of the airport. She gathered them all up in front of the bus that was going to take them to their hotel. She called roll call to check that everybody's there. Everybody quietly rode the bus and the whole trip was mostly quiet, thanks to Diana who was sitting in between Bulma and Vegeta. Vegeta sat next to the window, next to him was Diana and Bulma sat near the aisle.
"Bulma!" Chichi called from across the aisle. Bulma whipped her head to her.
"Where are we staying?" she asked.
"Le Grande Hotel," Bulma answered. "Why?" she asked curiously.
"Are you serious?" Juu asked, joining into the conversation.
"Yeah," Bulma nodded her head. "Why?" he asked again.
"That's like one of the most expensive hotels in Rome." Chichi and Juu answered together.
"Yeah!" Bulma said, joining into her friend's excitement. "And it's near on a lot of tourist spots." she said with glee. "We can like, totally, look around. And we can even go shopping." she said more excited than ever.
Diana had been listening to their whole conversation. She remembered all of her shopping trips with Bulma, and she had a blast on every single one of them. She loved to shop with Bulma. Now she couldn't join her anymore, because Bulma had thought that she betrayed her.
Vegeta on the other hand was listening to his CD player. He couldn't help but over hear the girl's conversation. He squinted at the word shopping when it left Bulma's mouth.
He remembered shopping with her. It was torturous. A complete nightmare. Wasted time. Hours of watching her pick shoes she's only going to wear once. Shoe shopping was the worse, but clothing shopping was the only thing he can put up with. Her, modeling all of those sexy clothes, especially when they went bikini shopping. He snapped out of his trance and looked at the three conversing girls.
"And we can even go shopping." Vegeta repeated with a funnier accent and mockingly voice.
Diana glared at him to leave them alone, but he dismissed it. He, Vegeta Ouji, did not follow anybody's orders, especially from a wench that did this to him. He continued looking at Bulma's back until she turned to face him with a scowl on her face. He noticed that both of her friends grew quiet.
"What cha looking at?" Vegeta asked.
"I'll pretend that I didn't hear you." Bulma said before turning around. The last thing she needed was another bout with Vegeta. Diana sighed with relief. She was glad that Bulma took it like a real adult. She looked at Vegeta's face. His look was priceless. He gaped at Bulma's back. 'Probably ran out of comebacks.' Diana thought. 'Well,' she sighed. 'For now.' she sighed again, before noticing that the bus was slowing down and coming to a full stop.
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Diana and the whole cast and crew gathered in the lobby room. The people working in the hotel, took their all their luggage, according to Diana's room arrangements.
"ROOM ARRANGEMENT?!" Bulma and Vegeta shouted out, after hearing Diana's news.
"Are you crazy?" Vegeta hissed. "Putting us," Vegeta said as he pointed an index finger to Bulma and himself. "Together in a film isn't enough for you?" Vegeta growled.
"How do you know that I will put the two of you together in a room?" Diana asked with curiosity. Vegeta and Bulma's mouths dropped open.
"Well." Vegeta started but couldn't find the rest of the words.
"Lucky guess though, Vegeta," Diana started. Bulma and Vegeta's faces panicked. "You two will be roommates for the rest of the year." Diana said with a large smile on her face.
"WHAT!?"
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"I cannot BELIVE her!" Bulma said as she and Vegeta entered their room.
"Will you shut up!?" Vegeta said. Bulma had been whining from the lobby and all the way up to the 21st floor.
"How can you say that?" Bulma asked, her blue eyes wide open.
"Get over it, it's not like we can do anything about it." Vegeta hissed.
"Are you telling me that you're giving up on Diana?" Bulma asked with a smirk on her face.
"Woman, you know I don't give up."
"Whatever Vegeta," Bulma said as she went around the very big room. She looked around and saw a mini kitchen, a nice comfy living room, and two bedrooms adjacent from another. To her luck, she didn't have to fight for a good room with Vegeta, because both were nice and had great views.
She picked a room, and about ten minutes of begging, she finally got Vegeta to help her carry all of her luggage in her own bedroom.
"Are you planning on opening a clothing store or something?" Vegeta asked as he carried the last three to her room, well the last three from all seven luggage in total.
"No, I just want to be prepared." Bulma answered as she started unpacking the first luggage she can get hands on.
"Be prepared for what?" Vegeta asked. "It's not like that you're the one who'll be picking out your clothes for the set." Vegeta said as he dropped the remaining three. "That's why she paid for designers." Vegeta said as he leaned on the wall.
"Yeah, but I meant parties and such." Bulma said. "This is Rome Vegeta, parties, shopping and the most romantic city." Bulma sighed.
"What?" Vegeta sneered. "You can do all of that back home." Vegeta said. "And besides I thought Paris was the most romantic city for you." Vegeta said. He started feeling uneasy when Bulma gave him a curious, flattering look. Which actually scared him.
"You remember." Bulma aid softly.
"What?" Vegeta said, unsure if he actually wanted to ask that.
"Paris." Bulma sighed.
"Well," Vegeta started. "Well, that's because you kept nagging me about going there with me." Vegeta snapped, not sure how to get her angry at him again. Bulma lowered her head. Vegeta took a step forward but quickly stopped. What was he doing? Should he comfort her and say he was sorry. NO!
"Don't you have to get your luggage?" Bulma sniffed.
'Is she crying?' Vegeta asked himself.
"Right," Vegeta growled and stalked out of her room.
After making sure that he was gone. She stood up and closed the door. After doing so, she went and plopped down on her bed. Tears streamed down her cheeks and stained the soft velvet covers of her bed.
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Bulma got up from her bed. She looked at her wrist watch and quickly stood up. How long had she been sleeping? She went to the living room where she heard noises. She entered and saw Vegeta watching an action movie.
"Hey." Bulma said as she plopped down on the couch next to him. "What are you watching?" Bulma asked.
"Too Fast too Furious." Vegeta answered, not taking his eyes off of the TV
"Are you hungry?" Bulma asked after a moment of awkward silence.
"Room service?" Vegeta asked.
"Definitely," Bulma agreed as she took the phone from the cradle that rested a top of the side table next to her. "What do you like?" Bulma asked.
"You know what I like." Vegeta answered.
"Hello?" Bulma said. "Yes, Can I get a chicken fettuccini and three whole racks of baby back ribs?" Bulma said. "No, no wine." she told the person from the other line. "Just a cold bottle of light beer." she told her. "No, I don't drink. I'll just have a large sprite." she said. "Yes, yes, thank you."
The duo waited for twenty minutes in awkward silence, until the sudden knock on the door. Bulma got up, and headed straight to the door. She opened it and saw a blonde, 21 year old girl in a uniform, pushing a small cart which looked liked their ordered dinner.
"Hello." she greeted.
"Hi!" Bulma greeted back and gave way for her to enter. The girl smiled and entered while pushing the cart inside.
"Let's see if we got this right." the woman said as she continued pushing the cart to the living room, which is adjoined with the kitchen.
"Sure." Bulma nodded, she also noticed Vegeta got up from his seat and joined them.
"Let's see," the girl said as she flipped through her little notepad. "Three racks of baby back ribs and a chicken fettuccini." she said while closing her notebook. "Am I right?" she asked while looking up. She gasped.
"Yeah, you're right." Bulma said.
"Oh. My. God" she squealed. "Bulma and Vegeta!" she screamed excitedly.
"Yeah," Bulma forced a smile.
"I cannot believe that I am serving the two of you right now." she said happily. "My name's Lauren." she said extending a hand to Bulma. Bulma just looked at the extended arm then back to the smiling girl. Lauren's smile dropped a little.
Vegeta noticed that Bulma's doesn't like the girl. To tell the truth, he didn't either. But a cruel thought came up, as she watch the girl's smile drop a little then ran up to him to shake his hand. He took it and raised it up to the level of his face and gently kissed.
Lauren watched as the 'Prince' of America, as they call him, lightly and gracefully kissed her hand. She sighed dreamily.
"Pleased." Vegeta smirked before letting go of her hand. Though Lauren had wished that he had not. "Lauren." Vegeta said carefully pronouncing every syllable right. Lauren couldn't stop giggling. Vegeta's brow twitched, the giggle reminded him of Cameron Diaz when he was flirting with her on one of their movies together.
"My god," Bulma whispered. She knew exactly what Vegeta was doing. She cleared her throat to get Lauren's attention, but she failed.
"You're so sweet." Lauren giggled. Vegeta's brow twitched again.
"AHEM!" Bulma half shouted. Lauren nervously turned to her. "Our food." she told her.
"Right," Lauren said before heading back to her little cart. Bulma shook her head and went straight to the kitchen table. She sat down and waited for her food to be served. She was very hungry; in fact, she hadn't eaten anything since that morning. And she always got cranky with an empty stomach.
She watched carefully as Vegeta followed suit after her. He sat in front of her, they both waited in silence as they waited for their food to be served.
"Here you go." Lauren said as she placed Vegeta's light beer in front of him. Vegeta smiled at her, and she giggled. The giggle he had learned to hate in only a matter of minutes.
"Thanks." he said, the word rolling in his tongue and sending chills up and down Lauren's back, which caused her to giggle even more. Bulma rolled her eyes. She hadn't even eaten anything yet and she's all ready to puke.
"AHEM!" Bulma said out loud once more, snapping Lauren out of her trance with the 'Prince'.
"Yes?" Lauren gulped.
"Can you serve my food before you flirt with Mr. Jackass, over there!?" Bulma snapped.
"What is your problem?" Lauren snapped back. Bulma's mouth dropped open.
"Listen here!" Bulma's voice rose as she stood up. "I don't care what you and Mr. High and Mighty do with each other," she said with a piercing glare. "Fuck each other for all I care but I want my food because I am so fucking hungry!" she growled. This burst had shut Vegeta and Lauren up. Lauren quickly took Bulma's plate and served it to her and after doing so; she got the actress' drinks and served Vegeta's food as well.
"That's all, thank you." Vegeta said.
"Are you sure?" Lauren asked with puppy dog eyes.
"What?" Vegeta asked until he saw the glint in her eyes. "Of course," Vegeta said as he reached behind his back pocket, taking his black leather wallet out. He took out a fifty dollar bill and handed it to her. Lauren stared at the money with disappointment.
"T-this isn't what I meant." Lauren said.
"Of course it isn't," Bulma said, still angry. "You just meant that you wanted Vegeta to be doing it with you." Bulma smiled sweetly at her. "Whore." she whispered, but loud enough for them to hear, before she went back to her chicken fettuccini.
"You heard the lady," Vegeta told Lauren. "Leave." he said plainly. Lauren nodded and pushed her cart out of the room, she closed the door behind her.
"What's with you?" Vegeta asked.
"I haven't eaten anything since this morning." Bulma mumbled.
"No wonder." Vegeta nodded, remembering what an empty stomach can do to her. "But there's something more." Vegeta said.
"Come again?"
"Were you jealous?" he smirked. Bulma gaped at him. Then she burst out laughing. Vegeta rolled his eyes at her.
"In your dreams," Bulma laughed.
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Bulma's phone rang, interrupting Bulma's laughter. Vegeta grumbled as he watched her get up from her seat and go to pick up her cell phone.
"Hello?" Bulma said. "Hey Yamucha," she greeted. "Where are you?,....I'm fine, how are you?" she conversed. Vegeta watched closely as she spoke. "Le Grande Hotel,....Rome,.....Are you coming to visit?,....Cool,...I'll be waiting,.....I love you too.,....Bye,....No,.....You hang up,.....No, you,....No,......I said you,......No you,......"
Vegeta rolled his eyes at her childish behavior. He stood up and walked to her side without her noticing. He grabbed the phone from her.
"H-HEY!" Bulma whined.
"There." Vegeta said as he pressed a button. "Now both of you hung up." he said before tossing the phone back to her and walking back to his seat to continue eating.
"Thanks a lot Vegeta, now I have to call him back again!" Bulma exclaimed before standing up and leaving Vegeta alone to eat his baby back ribs.
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Picture Perfect
Hotel Mania
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Diana led the group out of the airport. She gathered them all up in front of the bus that was going to take them to their hotel. She called roll call to check that everybody's there. Everybody quietly rode the bus and the whole trip was mostly quiet, thanks to Diana who was sitting in between Bulma and Vegeta. Vegeta sat next to the window, next to him was Diana and Bulma sat near the aisle.
"Bulma!" Chichi called from across the aisle. Bulma whipped her head to her.
"Where are we staying?" she asked.
"Le Grande Hotel," Bulma answered. "Why?" she asked curiously.
"Are you serious?" Juu asked, joining into the conversation.
"Yeah," Bulma nodded her head. "Why?" he asked again.
"That's like one of the most expensive hotels in Rome." Chichi and Juu answered together.
"Yeah!" Bulma said, joining into her friend's excitement. "And it's near on a lot of tourist spots." she said with glee. "We can like, totally, look around. And we can even go shopping." she said more excited than ever.
Diana had been listening to their whole conversation. She remembered all of her shopping trips with Bulma, and she had a blast on every single one of them. She loved to shop with Bulma. Now she couldn't join her anymore, because Bulma had thought that she betrayed her.
Vegeta on the other hand was listening to his CD player. He couldn't help but over hear the girl's conversation. He squinted at the word shopping when it left Bulma's mouth.
He remembered shopping with her. It was torturous. A complete nightmare. Wasted time. Hours of watching her pick shoes she's only going to wear once. Shoe shopping was the worse, but clothing shopping was the only thing he can put up with. Her, modeling all of those sexy clothes, especially when they went bikini shopping. He snapped out of his trance and looked at the three conversing girls.
"And we can even go shopping." Vegeta repeated with a funnier accent and mockingly voice.
Diana glared at him to leave them alone, but he dismissed it. He, Vegeta Ouji, did not follow anybody's orders, especially from a wench that did this to him. He continued looking at Bulma's back until she turned to face him with a scowl on her face. He noticed that both of her friends grew quiet.
"What cha looking at?" Vegeta asked.
"I'll pretend that I didn't hear you." Bulma said before turning around. The last thing she needed was another bout with Vegeta. Diana sighed with relief. She was glad that Bulma took it like a real adult. She looked at Vegeta's face. His look was priceless. He gaped at Bulma's back. 'Probably ran out of comebacks.' Diana thought. 'Well,' she sighed. 'For now.' she sighed again, before noticing that the bus was slowing down and coming to a full stop.
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Diana and the whole cast and crew gathered in the lobby room. The people working in the hotel, took their all their luggage, according to Diana's room arrangements.
"ROOM ARRANGEMENT?!" Bulma and Vegeta shouted out, after hearing Diana's news.
"Are you crazy?" Vegeta hissed. "Putting us," Vegeta said as he pointed an index finger to Bulma and himself. "Together in a film isn't enough for you?" Vegeta growled.
"How do you know that I will put the two of you together in a room?" Diana asked with curiosity. Vegeta and Bulma's mouths dropped open.
"Well." Vegeta started but couldn't find the rest of the words.
"Lucky guess though, Vegeta," Diana started. Bulma and Vegeta's faces panicked. "You two will be roommates for the rest of the year." Diana said with a large smile on her face.
"WHAT!?"
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"I cannot BELIVE her!" Bulma said as she and Vegeta entered their room.
"Will you shut up!?" Vegeta said. Bulma had been whining from the lobby and all the way up to the 21st floor.
"How can you say that?" Bulma asked, her blue eyes wide open.
"Get over it, it's not like we can do anything about it." Vegeta hissed.
"Are you telling me that you're giving up on Diana?" Bulma asked with a smirk on her face.
"Woman, you know I don't give up."
"Whatever Vegeta," Bulma said as she went around the very big room. She looked around and saw a mini kitchen, a nice comfy living room, and two bedrooms adjacent from another. To her luck, she didn't have to fight for a good room with Vegeta, because both were nice and had great views.
She picked a room, and about ten minutes of begging, she finally got Vegeta to help her carry all of her luggage in her own bedroom.
"Are you planning on opening a clothing store or something?" Vegeta asked as he carried the last three to her room, well the last three from all seven luggage in total.
"No, I just want to be prepared." Bulma answered as she started unpacking the first luggage she can get hands on.
"Be prepared for what?" Vegeta asked. "It's not like that you're the one who'll be picking out your clothes for the set." Vegeta said as he dropped the remaining three. "That's why she paid for designers." Vegeta said as he leaned on the wall.
"Yeah, but I meant parties and such." Bulma said. "This is Rome Vegeta, parties, shopping and the most romantic city." Bulma sighed.
"What?" Vegeta sneered. "You can do all of that back home." Vegeta said. "And besides I thought Paris was the most romantic city for you." Vegeta said. He started feeling uneasy when Bulma gave him a curious, flattering look. Which actually scared him.
"You remember." Bulma aid softly.
"What?" Vegeta said, unsure if he actually wanted to ask that.
"Paris." Bulma sighed.
"Well," Vegeta started. "Well, that's because you kept nagging me about going there with me." Vegeta snapped, not sure how to get her angry at him again. Bulma lowered her head. Vegeta took a step forward but quickly stopped. What was he doing? Should he comfort her and say he was sorry. NO!
"Don't you have to get your luggage?" Bulma sniffed.
'Is she crying?' Vegeta asked himself.
"Right," Vegeta growled and stalked out of her room.
After making sure that he was gone. She stood up and closed the door. After doing so, she went and plopped down on her bed. Tears streamed down her cheeks and stained the soft velvet covers of her bed.
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Bulma got up from her bed. She looked at her wrist watch and quickly stood up. How long had she been sleeping? She went to the living room where she heard noises. She entered and saw Vegeta watching an action movie.
"Hey." Bulma said as she plopped down on the couch next to him. "What are you watching?" Bulma asked.
"Too Fast too Furious." Vegeta answered, not taking his eyes off of the TV
"Are you hungry?" Bulma asked after a moment of awkward silence.
"Room service?" Vegeta asked.
"Definitely," Bulma agreed as she took the phone from the cradle that rested a top of the side table next to her. "What do you like?" Bulma asked.
"You know what I like." Vegeta answered.
"Hello?" Bulma said. "Yes, Can I get a chicken fettuccini and three whole racks of baby back ribs?" Bulma said. "No, no wine." she told the person from the other line. "Just a cold bottle of light beer." she told her. "No, I don't drink. I'll just have a large sprite." she said. "Yes, yes, thank you."
The duo waited for twenty minutes in awkward silence, until the sudden knock on the door. Bulma got up, and headed straight to the door. She opened it and saw a blonde, 21 year old girl in a uniform, pushing a small cart which looked liked their ordered dinner.
"Hello." she greeted.
"Hi!" Bulma greeted back and gave way for her to enter. The girl smiled and entered while pushing the cart inside.
"Let's see if we got this right." the woman said as she continued pushing the cart to the living room, which is adjoined with the kitchen.
"Sure." Bulma nodded, she also noticed Vegeta got up from his seat and joined them.
"Let's see," the girl said as she flipped through her little notepad. "Three racks of baby back ribs and a chicken fettuccini." she said while closing her notebook. "Am I right?" she asked while looking up. She gasped.
"Yeah, you're right." Bulma said.
"Oh. My. God" she squealed. "Bulma and Vegeta!" she screamed excitedly.
"Yeah," Bulma forced a smile.
"I cannot believe that I am serving the two of you right now." she said happily. "My name's Lauren." she said extending a hand to Bulma. Bulma just looked at the extended arm then back to the smiling girl. Lauren's smile dropped a little.
Vegeta noticed that Bulma's doesn't like the girl. To tell the truth, he didn't either. But a cruel thought came up, as she watch the girl's smile drop a little then ran up to him to shake his hand. He took it and raised it up to the level of his face and gently kissed.
Lauren watched as the 'Prince' of America, as they call him, lightly and gracefully kissed her hand. She sighed dreamily.
"Pleased." Vegeta smirked before letting go of her hand. Though Lauren had wished that he had not. "Lauren." Vegeta said carefully pronouncing every syllable right. Lauren couldn't stop giggling. Vegeta's brow twitched, the giggle reminded him of Cameron Diaz when he was flirting with her on one of their movies together.
"My god," Bulma whispered. She knew exactly what Vegeta was doing. She cleared her throat to get Lauren's attention, but she failed.
"You're so sweet." Lauren giggled. Vegeta's brow twitched again.
"AHEM!" Bulma half shouted. Lauren nervously turned to her. "Our food." she told her.
"Right," Lauren said before heading back to her little cart. Bulma shook her head and went straight to the kitchen table. She sat down and waited for her food to be served. She was very hungry; in fact, she hadn't eaten anything since that morning. And she always got cranky with an empty stomach.
She watched carefully as Vegeta followed suit after her. He sat in front of her, they both waited in silence as they waited for their food to be served.
"Here you go." Lauren said as she placed Vegeta's light beer in front of him. Vegeta smiled at her, and she giggled. The giggle he had learned to hate in only a matter of minutes.
"Thanks." he said, the word rolling in his tongue and sending chills up and down Lauren's back, which caused her to giggle even more. Bulma rolled her eyes. She hadn't even eaten anything yet and she's all ready to puke.
"AHEM!" Bulma said out loud once more, snapping Lauren out of her trance with the 'Prince'.
"Yes?" Lauren gulped.
"Can you serve my food before you flirt with Mr. Jackass, over there!?" Bulma snapped.
"What is your problem?" Lauren snapped back. Bulma's mouth dropped open.
"Listen here!" Bulma's voice rose as she stood up. "I don't care what you and Mr. High and Mighty do with each other," she said with a piercing glare. "Fuck each other for all I care but I want my food because I am so fucking hungry!" she growled. This burst had shut Vegeta and Lauren up. Lauren quickly took Bulma's plate and served it to her and after doing so; she got the actress' drinks and served Vegeta's food as well.
"That's all, thank you." Vegeta said.
"Are you sure?" Lauren asked with puppy dog eyes.
"What?" Vegeta asked until he saw the glint in her eyes. "Of course," Vegeta said as he reached behind his back pocket, taking his black leather wallet out. He took out a fifty dollar bill and handed it to her. Lauren stared at the money with disappointment.
"T-this isn't what I meant." Lauren said.
"Of course it isn't," Bulma said, still angry. "You just meant that you wanted Vegeta to be doing it with you." Bulma smiled sweetly at her. "Whore." she whispered, but loud enough for them to hear, before she went back to her chicken fettuccini.
"You heard the lady," Vegeta told Lauren. "Leave." he said plainly. Lauren nodded and pushed her cart out of the room, she closed the door behind her.
"What's with you?" Vegeta asked.
"I haven't eaten anything since this morning." Bulma mumbled.
"No wonder." Vegeta nodded, remembering what an empty stomach can do to her. "But there's something more." Vegeta said.
"Come again?"
"Were you jealous?" he smirked. Bulma gaped at him. Then she burst out laughing. Vegeta rolled his eyes at her.
"In your dreams," Bulma laughed.
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{RING!!!!!}
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Bulma's phone rang, interrupting Bulma's laughter. Vegeta grumbled as he watched her get up from her seat and go to pick up her cell phone.
"Hello?" Bulma said. "Hey Yamucha," she greeted. "Where are you?,....I'm fine, how are you?" she conversed. Vegeta watched closely as she spoke. "Le Grande Hotel,....Rome,.....Are you coming to visit?,....Cool,...I'll be waiting,.....I love you too.,....Bye,....No,.....You hang up,.....No, you,....No,......I said you,......No you,......"
Vegeta rolled his eyes at her childish behavior. He stood up and walked to her side without her noticing. He grabbed the phone from her.
"H-HEY!" Bulma whined.
"There." Vegeta said as he pressed a button. "Now both of you hung up." he said before tossing the phone back to her and walking back to his seat to continue eating.
"Thanks a lot Vegeta, now I have to call him back again!" Bulma exclaimed before standing up and leaving Vegeta alone to eat his baby back ribs.
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A/N: Hey! Finall heard from my proof reader, Christina. Thanks Christina for proof reading this story!
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