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Her body ached from all the dancing she had done in the previous hours, her feet would surely have blisters on them. Carrying her heels in her hand, her body struggled to work with her as she approached her home. The alcohol in her system made everything go a little slower for her. Catching herself from falling, she giggled at the slip that could have been fatal. The cool, late night air felt good against her face. She needed to go dancing with Yamcha more often, it was always a blast.
Stepping on a stone, she cursed loudly. Maybe she would wear some type of shoe that was more comfortable next time. looking around, she noticed how quiet it was, she was sure everyone had already gone to bed at this point. Even if she looked at her watch, she wasn't sure she would actually be able to tell what it said. Looking at the large GR, she stopped her walking for a moment. It was powered down surprisingly, where was that guy? No way was he resting, he didn't sleep. Smiling to herself, she pulled herself away before continuing her walk towards her home. Tripping up the stairs, she managed to catch herself. How did she even make it home without dying?
Pulling the door open, she didn't notice how loud she was being. Her steps were heavy and she soon was tossing her shoes to the side. She'd deal with them later. Walking through the kitchen, she wasn't very surprised to see the light on. Of course, he was taking a break. Noticing him hovering over a plate of food, she didn't notice his frown before flopping down in the chair across from him. "Whatcha eating?" She asked, her words slurring. She was too preoccupied with herself that she couldn't tell that he did not want to be bothered.
Vegeta had noticed her odd state the moment she stepped inside, he didn't want to humor her with conversation. Instead, he ignored her and continued eating his meal.
She didn't take the hint, she chose just to continue staring at him. "Hm?" She asked, giving him a raised brow. Was she not loud enough? Maybe she whispered it and he couldn't hear her. She couldn't really tell. She tried once more, this time making sure she would be loud enough to be heard, even if it was considered yelling. "Hey Vegeta, what-"
Vegeta flinched at the volume, "What does it look like?" He interrupted her, trying to get her to become silent. Luckily for him, it worked.
Bulma pressed her lips together as she stared at the plate. He had eaten most of what was on the plate, she honestly couldn't tell. "I dunno." She shrugged her shoulders, finally looking away. Feeling a yawn coming, she didn't hold back letting it out. She was getting tired, she didn't want to have to go all the way up to her room. She wasn't even sure if she would be able to make it up to them without ending up with a broken ankle. She stared at him for a moment, she smiled at him when he made eye contact. She then giggled, "I'm going to throw up."
Vegeta had never moved so fast, his plate immediately moving away from the drunken girl.
She grinned, "Just kidding." Standing back up, she stumbled passed him. "Goodnight Veggie." She giggled once more before heading to the living room. She could pass out on the couch, that should be fine.
Before he could insult her for the name she had the courage to call him, she was already gone. Now he was more annoyed.
Bulma made it to the couch and collapsed. Closing her eyes, she was soon snoring away. If only she knew how bad of a hangover she was going to have in the morning. Or worse, she'd remember the interaction she just had with the prince.
Five days had passed since she had gotten the sudden idea to build something to fight Vegeta. Five days of her waiting to continue her project. When she finally got the call from the receptionist that her material had arrived, she was nearly jumping for joy.
She couldn't remember the last time she has been so eager to work on something. It was when the materials were sitting in front of her that reality hit. She needed to get to work immediately.
Working throughout the day, even skipping lunch, she continued working. No one dared to interrupt her, unless they wanted to feel her wrath, that is.
Every now and then she would wipe away the sweat coating her forehead. Her attention was currently on the piece she was blow torching.
She had decided to challenge herself with this project. Rather than just one bot, why not create a few of them? One of the problems she had come to face with was Vegeta's strength. Maybe if he had more than one target coming after him, there would be more of a fight. She hoped anyway.
Trial and error was all there was to it. Worst case, he blew them all up and she would have to start from scratch. But at least at that point, she would know what she was up against. Right now, she was going in blind.
After going at her work for another hour, she decided it was about time she had a break. Even if it was something to drink.
Standing up from her work, she looked down at them proudly. Four identical bots stood in front of her, all lifeless. While she had yet to work on their insides, their shells were done. She had picked the strongest metals discovered. If Vegeta destroyed these, she wasn't exactly sure what she would do.
Stretching her limbs and cracking her neck, she finally left her lab. Fresh air was always nice. Taking a walk around the corporate building, she gave a few small greetings to her fellow scientists as she passed them.
Making her way out of the building, the heat from the sun felt nice against her skin. While most would think that she was wasting such a good day by being in her lab, she thought the opposite. She couldn't wait to be done, she wanted to see how Vegeta would react to her work. Somehow her project made to hurt the other now turned into something that she wanted to impress him with. She wasn't exactly sure when the change occurred. She knew he was growing impatient with what she promised him, she wanted to finish these bots so he could continue to grow stronger.
He didn't have to say anything for her to know that he was frustrated with himself. She could tell by the extra hours he was putting in with training. Maybe with these bots of hers, he could gain more strength but spend less time in that gravity room. She'd admit it happily, though their conversations were short, she enjoyed talking to him. When he wasn't being a jerk of course.
Shoving her hands in the pockets of her lab coat, she enjoyed the light breeze that passed her. The sun would be setting in an hour or less, she was running out of time for the day. Standing there for just five more minutes, she decided that was enough time for her before she headed back inside to continue working on her bots. While her stomach wanted to rumble for the lack of food, her determination blocked it out.
It took two more days of hard work and no distractions before she finally stepped away from her bots to look at them proudly. She did it, she somehow managed to create what she had imagined perfectly.
The four bots hummed to life, levitating without doing much more. If she commanded it, she was sure she could take down an army with these little guys. She had programmed many different commands within their system. She had built them in a way that they would be a challenge for Vegeta. She had studied his fighting style, taking note about how he like to aim more to his right, leaving his left side vulnerable. Of course, she would be able to put more into their system once they could record his moves in combat. Then she could truly study him. Now all she needed to do was register them with the GR.
Vegeta most likely wouldn't leave the GR for days with these new toys, the thought excited her. It had been powered down since the last time she checked, this meant she could surprise him with her creation.
Smiling, she powered them down. Going to her phone, she paged the receptionist to get her a moving team. She needed some strong men as these bots were quite light. Taking a seat in her chair, she sat back and relaxed while she waited for them to arrive. Thinking about it, this was the first time she had actually rested. It was nice, her body ached from working so hard. Maybe for the rest of the day, she could prop up her feet and watch a movie or two. She deserved at least that.
Minutes passed before there was finally a knock at her door. Getting up, she made quick to let the team in. Watching them pick up the robots, she noticed a small struggle. "Be careful with them, they took a lot of work!" She warned them before leading the way. She made sure to walk slowly so they were able to keep up with her. This continued all the way up to them reaching the GR
Typing in the code needed, the GR door slid open. Standing to the side, she let the workers carry in the bots. Thanking them, she told them where to drop them off before dismissing them.
Now alone in the GR, she went to the control panel. She needed to sync them up to the room. Typing away, it didn't take her long to get everything ready to go.
While Vegeta had been laying on his bed, his sore muscles finally resting, he was quick to sit up. Looking towards the window with a deep scowl, he realized the multiple different ki's he felt in his training room. He only recognized one, it belonged to the woman. Who did she dare have step into what was his? The thought of her allowing others to use what was his enraged him. Immediately standing up, he demanded an explanation. He wasn't sure he'd be able to keep himself from blowing up the other humans that didn't belong.
Going to the window, he pulled it open. Slipping out, he didn't waste a moment of time getting to the GR. He noticed multiple humans leaving the room, not even bothering to spare him a glance. Did they not know better? The woman was still inside, that was for sure. Tearing his eyes away from the strangers, he stomped inside to give the woman a piece of his mind.
He noticed she was hunched over the control panel, her fingers typing away quickly at the buttons. Had she been so distracted with what was in front of her that she didn't even notice him enter? He found his brow twitching in annoyance, "Woman!" He didn't even try to hold back. "What do you think you're doing?"
Being caught by surprise, she nearly jumped out of her skin by the sudden noise. Turning to face him, she had her hand on her quick beating heart, she tried to calm herself. She noticed how angry he looked, a bit confused by what she did to cause it. "Once again, my name is Bulma, not woman." She started, fixing her composure. This wasn't exactly how she wanted to surprise him with her bots. "And I'm working." She answered.
Vegeta stepped closer, "Who were those humans and why were they in here?" He hadn't seen her in days, he had no idea what she was up to, or what she was planning. He wasn't about to let her get a step ahead of him. His eyes narrowed at her, now only a few feet away.
Bulma rose a brow, was he talking about the movers? She needed to defuse the situation quickly, he looked quite upset. While she wasn't sure why people being in here upset him, she figured now wouldn't be the best time to ask. She finally pointed at the bots, "Surprise?" She tried to act excited but in all honesty, Vegeta was making her nervous.
His attention moved from her for just a moment, following her finger. Four bots stared back at him, his frown deepened. This is what she had been working on? This is what she promised him as a challenge? "You've got to be kidding me," He walked towards them, his attention no longer on the blue haired scientist. He was growing more impatient as each second passed. He had actually grown eager at what she had promised him, he wasn't sure what to expect but this was not it. She thought these things could fight him? Wasn't she supposed to be a genius?
Bulma noticed at him glaring at the bots, "You don't like them?"
Vegeta looked at her with a frown, "Like them?" Swinging his leg back, he kicked the one closest to him, sending it across the room, crashing against the wall.
Her eyes followed the bot, watching in pure horror. It was going to break, she was sure of it! He didn't even try to hold back! "Vegeta!" She had spent days and stayed up nights working on these things! Walking up to the bot, she was expecting it to be in pieces. But to her surprise, she noticed that the wall behind the bot was more damaged than the bot. A smile came to her face, she did it. Standing up, she faced the prince. Heading back to the control panel, she ignored his burning stare as she typed away.
Vegeta hadn't got the response he thought, he was expecting her to cry, curse at him. But to see her smile? It simply confused him. Hearing a whirring noise around him, he noticed the bots were hovering only two feet away. He realized the one he thought he had destroyed moments ago was behind him.
Bulma initiated 'attack mode' before heading towards the door, no way would she get caught up in what was about to happen. "When you've had enough, hit the red button." She called before leaving, the door sliding close behind her.
Despite being confused, he grit his teeth. Did she really just leave? He was talking to her! Taking a step, he was ready to chase after her to give her a piece of his mind. But before he could, he suddenly felt a burning sensation on his side. Looming behind him, he noticed the bots were radiating a reddish color. Next thing he knew, the damn things were blasting orbs of heat at him. Making quick to dodge their attacks, he looked at them surprised. What in the hell had she been working on? Continuous dodging, he quickly punched one. He was amazed that the scrap of metal managed to withstand his punch.
No longer angry, he couldn't think of much due to so many orbs flying his way. It was like four different people were attacking him, this just made him realize how much stronger he needed to get. Hell, the gravity wasn't even turned on! As he dodged and attacked with his ki blasts, he found himself smirking. Apparently he was wrong about the woman. Maybe if he felt like it, he would thank her. She deserved it, he'd admit to that much.