Chapter Four

"Vegeta stop being a bully, if you come down now you won't get in trouble." Goku shouted up, he completely ignored the lash of insults that the young prince began to throw at him.

Staff stepped back in shock, the arrogant little five-year-old boy was so creative in some of the things he was saying, and he definitely had a nasty but useful talent.

"You're nothing but a pathetic bum boy who eats out of garbage cans." Vegeta growled as he began to power up some more, the flag on the top of the castle fell down with the energy he was letting off.

Goku began to growl himself, he gave up on trying to play the peacekeeper it was obvious the only way to deal with the situation was a good old-fashioned brawl, and he was quite looking forward to it. He was a Sayan after all and Vegeta was his favourite person to fight with.

"Hey why not have a battle royal?" suggested a strange persons voice, it was a voice not heard often at all. All heads turned to the speaker.

"Hey Piccollo!!" Goku said eagerly completely forgetting about the fight in hand, Vegeta still remained in mid air gathering more power, if the Namekian was stupid enough to get in his way he would be blasted too problem solved.

"What's a battle royal?" Bulma asked Chichi curiously.

Chichi gulped, "It's when everyone joins in and the last one standing wins."

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Bulma shouted, suddenly jumping up; there was no way she was getting involved this was way out of her league. Why couldn't her parents send her to a normal kindergarten after all she was the richest girl on the planet… no expense spared…

"No way!" Krillin protested running over to Piccolo, this green guy was surely nuts; the two Sayans were way stronger than anybody else on the planet. Master Roshi Goku's sensei was an exception however nobody was sure of Vegeta's true power.

"You heard me. Sayans how do you feel playing in the big boy's league? I can harness power you can both only ever dream of." The green Namekian declared his little antennas moving with the energy beaming around the room.

Vegeta stopped gathering energy for a snap of a second, whilst considering the offer; a battle royal did sound entertaining. Back on Vegetaseii it was one of his favourite pass times and he spent many hours duelling it out with many other older guys in an arena. It was a brilliant way to train and get stronger.

"No way Piccolo this is between me and Vegeta." Goku pouted folding his arms, he didn't want the green man interfering; he wanted to have a good brawl with the Sayan prince and put him in his place.

"Shut it Kakkorot. Let me consider broccoli boys offer for a moment." Vegeta interrupted as he remained in mid air, the energy around him crackled with the intense power he had let off. His tail wrapped itself around his waist and he then proceeded to cross his legs in mid air and sit as if he would on an invisible magic carpet.

Goku pouted once again, he hated being told what to do; if they didn't get the fight over and done with soon they wouldn't be able to fight at all. He was beginning to understand what his brother saw in outer space and fighting. Radditz was coming up for 13, he had been training for many years on the home planet of Vegetasei and now he seemed to go into space for long weeks at a time. Goku at first didn't see the big deal in fighting and constant working out. But now something was clicking in his mind and as the adrenaline pumped through his body he felt a tiny feeling of what his older sibling must feel in every battle.

"You…. You can't let them do that Rebecca." Stuttered one of the ladies as she leaned against a pot tree for support, when she took up the job stopping world war three wasn't in the description.

"Oh yeah really! And you expect me to get in the middle and stop them huh?" Rebecca said, she was quite a big lady, usually very jolly and happy. She was a natural with the kids, and even they knew their grounds not one child disobeyed her; with the exceptions of Vegeta and sometimes Piccolo.

She helped run the play school in a military fashion but in a fun way at the same time.

"I think a royal sounds a good idea. It starts in ten minutes." Declared Vegeta triumphantly as he lowered to the ground; the power he had formed just crackled away into nothing.

All the staff looked across to each other their mouths agape.

"Vegeta! You know there isn't enough room here for that." Goku said, he felt quite upset, he'd wanted to fight the Sayan prince on his own and now everybody was going to join in. Sadly he sat cross-legged on the floor and concentrated on wiggling his toes, it just wasn't fair.

"Quickly… we've got ten minutes to get backup." Whispered Rebecca to Bryony, they both hadn't realised that the eldest carer had already sent Sophie in to phone his majesty.

They clashed as Sophie came running out, she looked worked up about something her face was flushed red and she had beads of sweat down her forehead.

"Where were you hiding?" barked Rebecca, her jolliness had evaporated all of a sudden and she was back into military mode.

"Shut it, I was on the phone to his father." Sophie indicated to Vegeta as she whispered in both their ears.

"Oh. Well?" the fat lady questioned curiously putting her arms on her hips; she looked dead scary like that.

"Well… he's um. Sending someone straight away, he needs to locate the boys guard or something." Whispered Sophie, she looked back over to Vegeta who was now talking to the two girls Chichi and Bulma. The blue haired girl seemed to be almost flirting with him in a child like way, shrugging her shoulders she looked back to her two co-workers.

"Really! I don't think we need pressures like this, the job is hard enough without alien kids running about the place blowing up whatever takes their fancy, and it can't be good for anybody's health let alone the normal children." Rebecca said angrily, Bryony and Sophie just raised their eyebrows in annoyance. Both treated all the children the same, from Piccolo right down to nervous little Krillin.

"Yes, but don't you think if the other children didn't give them so much attention then they would behave differently." Bryony said irritably.

One thing Rebecca couldn't stand was being answered back to, in the army they would have none of that; she liked the place to be ran her way its either she's in charge and happy and jolly which was most of the time or she was angry and bossy like now.

"No. I don't think they are attention-seeking Bryony, now any more answering back from you and I'll take it out of your wages. Little girls should be seen and not heard; after all it's partly your fault the boy went off on one like that. If I did not hear correctly you gave him sugars?"

Bryony bit her tongue; as much as she hated Rebecca she knew she had a valid point, after all she had given the prince candy and chocolate after his tantrum and then he did get ten times as worse afterwards, also it was her 'the candy lady' he was evidently trying to protect from Chelsea who was in the process of getting carried away by two other members of staff on a makeshift stretcher…

Meanwhile Bulma was gazing straight into the eyes of her handsome little prince, he didn't seem to notice the glazed over expression she had' he was to busy showboating and showing off his ki energy.

Chichi had gave up on drawing Bulma away from the trouble maker heir, she went to go and find Goku who was doing what looked to be press ups with one finger.

Amazed was one way to put how she felt, never had she seen anybody at such a young age with so much strength. His tail was acting as a balance weight stopping him from falling over, he was so occupied in warming up, and he didn't even notice Chichi's presence.

"78… hfff…. 79…. 80…. ummm…." Goku paused in mid press up, he forgot he couldn't count higher than 80, he was much better than most his age but on Vegetasei they were taught to count at a very young age, this helped them stay alive in war situations.

"81's next." Chichi whispered quietly, it was then that he stopped exercising dropping onto all fours on the ground;

He looks so cute like that´ Chichi thought to herself, his tail wrapped elegantly around his waist as he stood up smiling to her.

"Hey!" he greeted happily, one thing about Goku was he was always so friendly towards everyone, Chichi could see him being some kind of special peacekeeper or maybe even winning a Nobel peace prize one day.

"Hi.." she said shyly, moving her foot from side to side, she looked back up to see Goku staring straight into her dark green eyes.

"Why are you so quiet?" he laughed in a friendly way, he had no idea that she had a crush on him.

"I'm NOT" she growled angrily, and then she pouted. "Well maybe sometimes. Sorry."

"I don't understand, why you sorry? You've not done anything wrong. Now that big bully Vegeta on the otherhand…" Goku said narrowing his eyes as he looked over to his rival.

Chichi took a deep breath again and sat down on the floor next to Goku, she had a faint whiff of cheese which she ignored.

Vegeta was now flying around the room with Bulma being held by just his tail; she'd never experienced anything like it before and was loving every second. The staff on the other hand were frantically running around on the ground calling the young Sayans name continuously as if he was a dog running wild.

"This is so cool!" Bulma squealed as he flew agilely under the slide and then jetted back up to the ceiling giving her a funny feeling...

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