Alright another chapter is out! Like i said before, this is one of my earlier works, so grammar and pacing is kinda ridged. But don't worry It will only be a couple more chapters till the story has some new freshly and improved chapters. ;D

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Storymaker3469 thanks a whole bunch, really glad your enjoying it. I was kinda afraid no one would like it, considering how the first few chapters are gonna be until i can add some new ones. Thanks again, it really means a lot.:D

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Also my other story The stars in you will be updated later this week so just be on the look out.

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Vegeta woke up from the sweet blissful slumber, he felt so much better than the past few nights. He didn't even want to kill the birds out side that were chirping out loud. This rare mood was mainly because Bulma was coming back today day, and Kakarott was coming over to spar. He wouldn't openly express this to anyone but today he let himself smile.

He felt something on the other side of his bed, it's was Bulma he thought. He never thought he miss the blue haired scientist like this, it had only been only little over a week. He tried to reminded himself of her constant nagging when ever he asked 'politely' for her to fix the Gravity room and the combat bots .
She must have gotten home early he thought as all those bed activities he missed doing with her ran through his mind, a perverted smirk crossed his face.
He turned over to the other side of the bed wrapping his arm around her waist, pulling her close, burying partial of his face into her hair with his eyes closed. Something seemed a bit off, her hair didn't have it's lose texture nor did her waist feel small and petite. It was rather bulky, the prince ignored it assuming that she had went to bed in her clothing.

With his eyes closed he leaned close into the nape of her neck, he grinned feeling the woman tense up under his grasp. "Such a naughty princess leaving me all alone.. but that's okay your Prince knows how to punish women who disobey.. " he breathed huskily into her ear.

"Da FUCK ARE YOU DOING!"a deep voice roared from the form in his arm, it clearly not being his wife.

Vegeta eyes shot open and grasped at the voice, he fell out the king size bed realizing who he had been cuddling. Oh ,It wasn't Bulma at all , scratch that, it wasn't an woman at all. It was Him.
An exact look alike of him.

He sat flat on his ass on the floor dumbfounded, he couldn't come up with words to say anything, although the other version of himself thought other wise, reaching over to slap him out of his shock. Slowly registering that he had been slapped, he growled at the copy whom gave him a torpor sigh.

"Who. ARE. YOU." Vegeta said he said slowly standing up, still confused. The other Vegeta starred at him with a scowl before finally saying. "I don't got time for this." The man flopped back over to the opposite side of the bed burying himself into the covers.

The prince gritted his teeth as the copy ignored him, and not only that he was sleeping inside his bed mistaking him for the woman. Vegeta blushed at that, he had cuddle with a man, whispering pillow talk into a version of himself. The clone had the same facial expressions as he, the same scowl that seemed to lay permanent on his face and the same gravity defying hair. The only thing that was different was his spandex suit it was red and not the usual royal blue. What is that?

The prince burrowed his brow at that detail, he grabbed a hold of the covers that the clone was snuggled in. The other prince groaned in annoyance, opening his eye to glare at him, he flopped his arm off his chest huffing. Vegeta's eyes narrowed as he read the big bold white letters that read 'Apathy Vegeta' on his chest .

"Get up damn it." yelled Vegeta.

"Why are YOU in the HELL yelling?! It is 7:30 in the God damn morning! " yelled the Apathy Vegeta not flinching at the originals demanding tone.

"Why are you in my bed ?!" Vegeta demanded.

"Because all the other Vegeta's took the room's! Shit!" Apathy Vegeta said pushing his head into the pillow. He raised a brow Other Vegeta's' "There's more of you?"

"Yes." the red spandex prince groaned, "Some are already up, just go downstairs and look."

Shit, he thought this was not how he wanted to spend his morning especially when he knew the woman was supposed to be arriving today. "How many are there of you?"

"I lost count after 50, now can i go to sleep now?" he grunted.

Vegeta growled at the copy, he wasn't going to get any answers from this version of him, especially with its indolence like attitude. "Fine, but you better be out of the damn bed bout time i come back." He told the copy as he put on a pair of jeans and a random t-shirt from the dresser.

"Whatever , just fuck off." the copy cursed Vegeta.

The prince held the urge to throw his boot at the copy for his remark, grumbling under his breath as he stomped out of his bed room. Missing the middle finger his copy gave him as he left.

Vegeta ran down the steps as he was in thought. I just had to go fucking around in Bulma's lab, Ugh. I have to find Trunks first , I'm going to need that brat's help if the version of me was right about the number of Me's running around the compoun-"oof!"
The prince fell back a step as Goku teleported inconveniently in front of the prince.

"Oh I'm so sorry Vegeta, but I ha-" Goku stated but was cut off by the prince.

"Grr not now Kakarott!" he growled pushing the taller warrior as he continued down the steps. He would deal with the man later about teleporting, he had bigger situations at hand. Unfortunately the prince became trampled as many more Goku's instant transmission themselves as well at the same spot.

"Guessing today's not your day" Goku said sheepishly, in the son traditional stance underneath the plie of lookalikes. A vain visibly popped up on the princes temple,"You think! " Vegeta howled.

The orange clad dressed Saiyan gave him weary smile as he grabbed Vegeta teleporting him out of the tangled Goku's and into the dinning room.

"So I am guessing the same thing happened to you as well " Goku said more of a statement than question.
"Unfortunately " Vegeta replied as he dusted himself off.

"Well it looks like Bulma's machine did work after all, too good actually, but on the bright side it is sorta cool, " he said optimistically.

"How can this be cool Kakarott, you sent a horde of your look alikes to my already over populated home. The house and the premises will be in shambles with both our clones running around. I don't even know why I am telling you. ..your not the one who has to answere to Bulma when ever she returns back home today. "

"Well now that you mention it.." Goku said frowning, "There are some sketchy looking ones too, especially one in particular... lets just say it scared me a little.. " he shivered "Other than that every thing is fine " Goku said back to his bubbly self .

"I haven't meet all of them " Vegeta said.

" Me neither, i meet most of them but i'm sure there's plenty more. I should go and show you them geta. "Goku said.

"That doesn't sound half bad, but we have to do this in a timely manner before the woman gets here. Even if i can't find away to get rid of them before she gets here, i need every last one of them in one place and for the last time stop calling me 'Geta'."

"Okay, okay, Yessh Vegeta, when are you gonna mellow out. "he said following the prince.

"I am never gonna 'mellow out' you imbecile, let's go see where the rest are after making a a detour toward Trunks room. I doubt the brat is up this early. " Vegeta said walking out the door followed by Goku. "Fine by me." the younger Saiyan agreed making their way towards Trunks room. Vegeta and Goku walked down the halls of Capsule Corp, begin weary if another Vegeta or Goku clone were to pop up.

When Goku and Vegeta made it to Trunks bedroom, reaching for the door nob he paused when her was surprised by a deep chuckle. He peered his head through the crack of door to which Vegeta was in the room with his son.

On the floor of his son's bedroom , Trunks could be seen lay on his stomach playing chess , his opponent obviously being a clone Vegeta. This Vegeta had a deeper shad of blue spandex that could be mistaken for purple, with a pair of glasses sitting at the brim of his nose. He seemed to be in a intense battle of chess with his son, by the looks of it Trunks was losing by four.

Vegeta pulled back from the doorway, feeling no harm could be done if his son was preoccupied by this version of himself.

Closing the door he and Goku continued walking down the halls, so far so good, Vegeta thought. Vegeta and Goku where now in the living room. So far he had only met a couple other versions of himself, none seemed to be causing trouble which was great. Well it was looking great, in the corner of the living room the two Saiyans found a brown spandex wearing Vegeta in a corner pouring Milk in a plant.

"Now planty don't you dare drink Water again cause boi, there are bad guy's and dank shit out there waiting to get you." The copy warned the plant, "And I'll be damned if i let the dank meme consume you into its darkness!" he went on to caressing the green plant.

Vegeta sweat-dropped watching the copy from a far. Goku looked at Vegeta before walking up to the Brown Vegeta, taping his shoulder. The brown spandex Vegeta shrieked upon seeing Kakarott.

"WE NEED SOME MILK! OH SOMEBODY HELP! WE NEED SOME MILK!" he screamed hugging the greenery into his chest. Goku left before it got worse and went to the kitchen, shrugging his shoulder at Vegeta apologetically.

Vegeta sighed walking up to the frantic copy, having enough of his horrid screaming he yanked the Vegeta around. 'Dank Vegeta' read across the other his chest. The copy calmed down recognizing the familiar face before turning back to converse with plant.

Vegeta eyed the copy oddly, Dank? Isn't that something the brats watch?

Goku came back from the kitchen with a frown on his face,"You know that one clone I was talking about I didn't like "he said shivering. The prince nodded walking away from Dank Vegeta.

"Well he's inside the kitchen... with your version as well."

Vegeta scoffed, "You say as if i'm supposed to be afraid of this, I'm starting to believe they're all just defective."

"Well they are scary and don't say that. They might hear you." he hissed.

He rolled his eyes pushing past Kakarott, "I'l be judge of that." he said walking towards the kitchen. I can't believe i admitted that bumbling fool was stronger than me. He pushed through the kitchen door, One of the strongest warriors of the universe over here afraid of a couple of defective clones. Jus-

"What the fuck!?" he reacted to seeing what was in his kitchen.

I realized during the process of me fixing this up, that this was way more cringey than i remembered :p Thank god I have awakened and realized how a story is supposed to be actually written. Alright if you gotten this far, don't forget to review and let me know how this chapter made you feel. I'm not completely satisfied by it but it's a mega improvement.

See ya next time on walking Monographs

-K47