I'm pretty sure I don't own Dragon Ball Z or its
characters...but if I did then I guess I'm complete!
But seriously, I don't own it people! So that would make tis a
DISCLAIMER!
Ok so… sorry that it has taken this long to update but the thing is….. oh geez… you guys are probably scolding me through your screen…. It's like when you're at church and you feel that the people in the stain glass windows are staring at you… Anyways…. I decided to not post Bert's Berries part two through three because I felt like it would bore you guys to hear about the same story…. If you guys wish to see those "lost chapters" tell me so… if I hear enough about it I will probably cave but for me those chapters are like weird….. Oh and let it be known that the following pieces of literature do NOT belong to me!
So without further ado, Books Are For Humans everybody!
Books Are For Humans: Chapter 6: No Cradle?
Vegeta was rubbing his chin outside of Bulma's bedroom, once again, at 5:00 am. *How to make the blue urchin angry as hell… * he thought repeatedly to himself. A lightbulb went off in his head and grinned from ear to ear. He would scream at her, at the top of his lungs, thus blasting her head off. Seriously, sometimes he thought that he was the genious in this household.
He rubbed his hands together and smiled. He did everything he could so as to not to make a peep. He could feel his adrenaline rush through his body as his hand was placed upon the handle. He breathed in and out before making another move. He turned it ever so slowly and then whoosh!
The room was…. Empty. No one was in the bed. Vegeta looked around and then POW! Vegeta had been hit in the face…. With a frying pan, by none other than Bulma Briefs herself.
He fell to the floor and held his face, hiding the intense huge red mark on his face. Bulma smirked and looked down at the hurting Prince. She spun the frying pan by its handle and laughed.
"Remember yesterday, when you told me that I would have to do better than just throwing a figurine at you? Well Princey, that was only a fraction of what I could do to you," she chuckled.
"Y-you caught me by surprise… stupid weakling," he mumbled getting back to his feet. He wiped the trickles of blood protuding from his nose and sniffed. It was true though. The fact that she had gotten the jump on him was what made it hurt all the more worse.
"Right, says the guy with the ability to feel the direction from which energy is coming from," she sassed. She didn't give him chance to respond; she was on her way down to the living room. Vegeta put his hands on his hips, mimicking her as he followed.
Once Bulma was down stairs she saw exactly what she expected to see, Goku sitting with a huge grin on his face.
"Ok fellas! Time for another story, or in this case…. Rhymes!" Bulma announced.
"Wait! What type of rhymes?" Goku asked putting his hands on the table. Bulma raised her eyebrows and smiled.
"Nursery rhymes. I got the idea after watching a show the other day and well, I checked out some books for you guys!" she cheered. Vegeta was appauled and it showed clearly on his face. His expression only made Bulma snicker more.
"Rhymes huh? Oh I got one," Vegeta smirked clearing his thoat, "Earthlings are weak, most being geeks, they die from a kick, they can all suck on my giant di-"
"Vegeta! That's nasty!" Bulma shouted. Goku looked at them and frowned.
"Suck on what?" he asked scratching his head.
"Nothing Goku…." Bulma answered narrowing her eyes at the smiling Vegeta.
"So, what nursery rhyme are we going to be reading Bulma?" questioned Goku. Bulma moved her eyes back and forth and grinned devilishly.
"Not just a 'rhyme' Goku, but 'rhymes'!" she squealed. Vegeta rolled his eyes and hung his head… this was the price to pay to be better than Goku…. Damn it.
"Ok then, what 'rhymes'?" Goku asked again smiling.
"I actually have a book full of them, so we'll start with the first one on there," she explained. She moved her hands to the side of the table and pulled out three books, all were exactly alike.
"Rhymes for the Infants" was the title splattered across the book. All three of them eyed it and opened the piece of "literature".
"Ok, since Goku went first last time," Bulma started turning her head to the prince, "Vegeta, why don't you start us off," she snickered. He looked at her, eyes full of threats and despise, groaned, and turned the page.
He cleared his throat, "Hump and Dump-"
"Vegeta! It's 'Humpty Dumpty'!" Bulma corrected.
"I know, but I like this title better….." he smirked. Bulma sighed and signaled for him to continue.
"Humpy Dumpy sat on a wall…. Please fall….. please fall….." Bulma glared at him and he continued, "Humpy Dumpy had a great fall-" Vegeta pumped his fist in the air, dropping his book. When he was done he picked up his book, "All the King's horses. And all the King's men, couldn't put Humpy together again….." Vegeta sighed, "Well that's what he gets for being a dumbass…." He snickered.
"Thank Kami you're done….. Goku, please enlighten us," Bulma cried.
"Okie dokie," Goku smiled. He turned his page and squinted his eyes at the book, concentrating. "Monday's child is fair of face… Bulma what does that mean?" he asked.
"It means you're an idiot…" Vegeta grumbled.
"Shut it, you flame-haired freak!" she yelled, "It means that kids that were born on a Monday are beautiful, such as me," Bulma beamed.
"What have you been smoking?" Vegeta mocked.
"Nothing, it's the plain truth," Bulma answered happily.
"No, it's just you have never taken a good look at yourself, because you break every mirror you look into, you wench!" Vegeta sneered.
Goku, having known that they would never stop, ignored both of them and carried on.
"Tuesday's child is full of grace, Wednesday's child is full of woe, Thursday's child has far to go,"
"Hey Vegeta, you must have been born on a Wednesday then, huh?" Bulma retorted. Vegeta only smirked and turned his head.
"Friday's child is loving and giving, Saturday's child works hard for his living, and the child that is born on the Sabbath day, is bonny and blithe, and good and gay," Goku finished. Vegeta snickered and leaned in to Goku's ear to whisper something. Bulma bit her cheek in annoyance and frowned. Goku nodded towards Vegeta and sighed.
"Bulma, what does gay mean?" Goku asked with a serious face. Bulma rolled her eyes and glared at Vegeta.
"It means happy, why?" Bulma barked. Goku looked over at Vegeta. The prince shook his head with his arms crossed.
"Vegeta, says that's not what it means," Goku claimed.
"It does so mean happy!" Bulma shouted. "Anyways! It's Vegeta's turn to read!"
"Fine, whatever. Hush-a-bye baby, on the tree top, when the wind blows, the cradle will rock, when the bough breaks, the cradle will fall, down will come baby, cradle and all," Vegeta barked.
Goku's mouth hit the floor in shock. "Who puts a baby on a tree!?" he exclaimed.
"No one Goku, it's just a nurserey rhyme," Bulma assured.
"No it's not, that's what we did with our infants on Planet Vegeta," Vegeta explained.
"Stop lying, no you guys did not," Bulma laughed. Vegeta turned to her with a serious face.
"Well, not exactly, we never used a cradle,
Um…. So babies fell on their own…. Ouch….. Anyways, pwetty pwease with sugar on top remember to REVIEW and let me know how you guys liked it or haed it, because I try to improve for you guys!