DBZ Dynasty - Prince Vegeta's Struggles with Friendship

by Feraligreater328

A spin-off of Dragon Ball Z: Dynasty (though canon to the actual story) this tale revolves around Vegeta and Android 18 and the blooming flower of friendship between the two of them. Can these two hard-nosed people break down the walls within theirs hearts and souls and form a relationship that will flourish? Find out in "Prince Vegeta's Struggles with 'Friendship'"!

6. Chapter 6: Arm Wrestling

Dragon Ball Z: Dynasty – Prince Vegeta's Struggles with "Friendship"

Written by: Feraligreater328

Overseen by: StevenBodner and SparkerLightning

Chapter 6: Arm Wrestling

Vegeta slammed his elbow onto his dining room table and sneered. "Are you ready for this, woman?!"

Android 18 was calm, rolling up the sleeve to her tracksuit jacket and placing her elbow down as well. She smirked. "You're only calling me woman because you're afraid you're going to lose to me. How do you stand up straight with so many complexes buzzing around that massive, swelled head of yours?"

Off to the side, Android 16 sat with Baby Bulla slumbering in his arms. Trunks, having recently learned how to climb, was scaling the hulking Android's pants leg like a rock-climbing wall. "Observe, young ones, an exercise in futility that will only succeed in making both sides angry."

Android 18 snapped. "Be quiet, 16!"

Vegeta sneered. "Shut your mouth, Android! Remember who signs your paychecks!"

Android 16 cocked his head. "You are referring to your wife, yes?"

Android 18 laughed. "Ohhohohoho~ Looks like Bulma wears the pants, eh?"

Vegeta growled. "Shut up and arm wrestle me! Now!"

Android 18 chuckled. "Fine, fine. I'll do it. Let's arm wrestle~! I'll even let you use the arm I didn't break~"

Vegeta sneered. "You broke both of my arms."

Android 18 chuckled and winked at the Prince. "I know. But thanks for reminding me~"

Vegeta snapped at his opponent. "ARM WRESTLE!"

Android 18 rolled her eyes. "Fine..."

The two of them locked hands, glaring into each other's eyes. In their heads, both mighty warriors counted backwards from five. And the moment the both reached zero, they began to push. All of the veins in Vegeta's arms bulged. Android 18 grinded her teeth. They were already at a stalemate.

Android 16 and the children watched, 16 looking entirely bored with the situation. After a stalemate that lasted nearly an hour, 16 looked down and saw a bead of sweat dripping down Bulla's face. "Are you too warm, little one?"

16 looked back to Vegeta and 18 and he realized the issue. Vegeta's hair was beginning to flash gold. 18's entirely body was steaming. The two of them were fully engaged, staring hatefully into each other's eyes. Android 16 sighed. "Really?"

Done with the entire situation, 16 picked up both of the kids and immediately made for the exit. As he walked out the front door, a mixture of golden light and white-hot flames shooting out after him.

The Android took the babies down to the downtown West City park. He bought a cone of vanilla ice cream, as well as a small bowl, and sat down on a comfortable park bench. Little Trunks was happy, taking his cone and running around in the grass with a cheerful smile. Bulla was having a great time as well, cooing with delight as 16 kindly fed her ice cream. "You seem to be enjoying this. Perhaps we could try for chocolate next time..."

Bulla happily squealed and 16 smiled.

And then a massive explosion went off in the distance. 16 sighed. "Miss Bulma will be quite furious."