The Great Sayian Vocation Venture

Mortal Combat - Engineer Edition?

Vegeta's eyes narrowed. "Help Wanted. Apply Within," he read aloud. "Hmph. I suppose this place will suffice," he said to himself, then glanced over his shoulder. Seeing Goku coming up slowly behind him, he growled. "Kakarot, what is taking you so long? I told you to look for signs and follow me. How hard a task is that for you?"

Goku rubbed the back of his head, slightly embarrassed. "Sorry, Vegeta. I guess I'm just having trouble keeping up. I can't read these signs as fast as you can, and there's a lot of them up there." He pointed to the billboard above them, which showed a picture of a steaming pile of pancakes covered in thick syrup, which dripped down to the base of the picture. Vegeta noticed Goku staring at it hungrily.

"Will you just stay on the task for five minutes?! All you need to do is read the signs inside businesses, not all the signs in the city!"

"Oh," was all Goku could think to reply at the moment. The pancakes were making it hard to focus on the task at hand.

Vegeta stared at the younger sayian, then began to rub his temples. "This may be a hopeless effort," he mumbled to himself, then looked up at his fellow warrior again. "Oh well, at least you'll be good for manual labor. Come on, Kakarot, I've found a building that may give us employment," he stated, opening the door and stepping quickly inside, not waiting for his accomplice.

"Vegeta!" Goku whined, bursting through the door rather unprofessionally, and more loudly than was expected for the other applicants waiting quietly in the room.

The prince quickly made his way back to him. "What is it now?" he hissed, trying to disperse the awkward stares the two of them were getting from around the waiting room.

Goku lowered his voice slightly. "What's manual labor?"

A blank stare. "You disgust me."

"Okay."

Vegeta made his way back up to the front desk to speak with the receptionist. He cleared his throat and tried to sound professional. As much as he hated to admit it, he had to take a page from Bulma to accomplish this. "Hello. I'm…Mr. Vegeta, and the man over there is Mr. Son. My associate and I were wondering if there were still any openings at your business."

The receptionist smiled warmly. "Why, yes, there are. Would you mind telling me which firm you're from, Mr. Vegeta?"

It suddenly occurred to him just how many lies he would have to come up with to get hired anywhere. "Er…firm? Which…kind of firm would that be?"

She ogled him confusedly. "What…exactly do you mean, Mr. Vegeta? This is an engineering firm. You…do know that, right?"

He puffed out his chest a bit and shifted his weight restlessly. "Well of course I know that. I was just wondering…what kind of…specific firm it was. But, I just remembered that I knew that too. It's hard to keep all the other firms straight sometimes when you're running your own booming business and making deals with clients and companies all over the world."

The receptionist raised an eyebrow. "I…see. Well, I wonder then, why you would want to apply for a starting position at Davis and Davis Engineering Company."

Vegeta's mind was frantic. "Well, I just…got bored. That's it. I got bored, and I'm looking for a challenge."

"Alright, Mr. Vegeta. Which firm do you currently work for, then?"

He looked around the room. The only thing he found to help him come up with something was Goku's dopey grin. He sighed. "Just put us down as Vegeta-Son Engineering Company."

"Alrighty. Now all I need is for you to fill out these applications and wait right over there." She pointed to one of the none-too-comfortable-looking chairs in the waiting room, surrounded by nerve wracked 20-somethings concentrating way too hard on their answers. "Interviews start in three hours, and you'll be at the end of the list, so I suppose you'll be called somewhere around…oh, five o'clock or so," she finished with a smile.

"Five o'clock?! But I wanted to have employment by the end of the afternoon in order to return to my training!"

"Well, aren't we Mr. Confidence?" she teased, ignorant of the irritation she was drawing from the prince of all sayians. "You'll just have to wait and find out, I think."

Vegeta thought it over. "Or, if I could defeat all these weaklings in combat, they would no longer be suitable choices. I could blast them all and have a job by two!" he ended, a bit too gleefully, evoking a strange look from the receptionist, who was now dialing a pad on her desk. She whispered into it, "Hello? Please send someone to the waiting room. Thanks."

Goku stepped forward to offer his counsel. "Um, Vegeta? If Bulma was the one who wanted you to get a job, what good would killing people do?"

"What do you mean?" he asked, annoyed that his methods were being questioned by a buffoon.

"Well, I don't think she'd be too happy if she found out you got a job by killing innocent people, so…I don't think that would help you much."

"Hmm…" Vegeta paced a bit, looking at the floor to help him think it over. "Well, I suppose that may be true, Kakarot. Perhaps I'll just render them useless by defeating them, and not kill them."

"That's probably a good idea, pal," one of the two bulky men standing behind the sayians stated, arms folded. He looked down at the shorter of the two. "Your services are not needed here, buddy. Why don't you just take a hike?"

Vegeta laughed. "Are you actually attempting to meet me in combat?" he scoffed, and punched the him lightly, resulting in the man flying into the adjacent wall.

This was enough for the receptionist. Frantic, she jumped out of her desk doing her best to suppress a terrified scream. "Th, Thank you for your time, Mr. Vegeta, sir. We have all the information we need now. You can leave. Don't call us, we'll call you," she stated, shakily guiding the two sayians to the door. "But most importantly, don't call us."

Then she forced a smile, and shut the door behind them.

Vegeta glared at his "associate". "Don't you dare say anything."

"What?" Goku asked defensively. "I thought that went pretty well."

"Moron."

"Aw, come on, Vegeta, I can already see another sign up there, let's try that place."

Vegeta reluctantly followed, grumbling something about discrimination in the workplace, and how Bulma's business techniques were misleading. The sign they came up to read "Construction Workers Needed", and they went inside.

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