Vegeta reclined on the beach, the sun shining down. He had just gotten done with a rather rigorous training session with Rose, well for her anyways. Her training was more mentally exhausting than Physically. The shore was lapping about a foot away from his tail. It had been a six months since the Oozaru incident and his tail had finally grown back. He was still getting used to the idea of living peacefully on earth. Aside from training with Rose and hunting with Kakarot, the planet was actually pretty dull. He hoped he wouldn't be staying here much longer than a year. Still, the down time was not unappreciated. Working under Frieza didn't give much spare time. Now, the prince had plenty of time to do whatever he wanted, and for now that meant taking a nap…
"Hey...guy with a tail. Are you alive? Hello!" Vegeta awoke to a feminine voice and the sensation of someone poking his face. He growled and opened his eyes to see a pale girl with dull blonde hair staring down at him apathetically. She had messy clothing with paint splatters on them. The knees on her jeans were ripped. As she stared down at him, she was chewing gum. She blew a bubble and loudly popped it in his face.
Vegeta pushed her head away from him as he got up. "Go away, this is private property," he snapped, "Can't you read the sign?"
"Yeah and it said I'd be escorted off the property. That actually sounded kind of fun," she explained.
Vegeta blinked in confusion before frowning. Rose must have changed his sign. "Fine," he huffed as he got up and started tugging her along by the arm, "But once you're gone, you better stay gone, alright?"
The girl shrugged. "Eh, if I feel like it," she said with a shrug. Vegeta glared at her. "Man I thought this escorting thing would be more like in the movies where they have their arms linked or something, not being dragged around like you're my mom. You suck at escorting," she said.
"Well, sorry. I'm a fighter, not a butler," he said rolling his eyes.
"Fighter, huh? Does that me you have a cool stage name like 'El Diablo?'" she asked. Vegeta didn't respond. The girl frowned at him ignoring him before smirking. "Oh I know! How about 'the Grumpy Monkey'. Yeah, I think I'll call you that from now on," she continued.
Vegeta growled and turned to her. "If you value your life, you will refrain from calling me that!" he hissed, giving her his best murderous glare.
The girl wasn't fazed, and just pouted in annoyance. "Oh fine…" she grumbled, "But I gotta call you something. Come on! I won't stop bugging you until you do."
Vegeta sighed. "My name is Vegeta," he stated, "I am the prince of Saiyans."
"Well I'm Vidalia," she responded, "I am the princess of being a royal pain, at least that's what my teachers tell me."
Vegeta had to stop himself from smirking at her statement. There was no way he was going to allow himself to like this human in anyway. She was disrespectful, rude, and annoying. However, despite how hard he tried to suppress it, his lips still twitched in amusement, and she definitely caught it.
"Was that a smile?" she said, smirking on her own.
"Shut up," he said glaring at her. He then stopped dragging her along. "We're here," he said. They stood in front of the black chain link fence.
"Aw, just when we were starting to get to know each other," she mock whined.
"Yes, such a tragedy," he said sarcastically, "Now get over the damn fence."
"Ugh…" she said flopping onto the sand, pretending to faint, "I'm soooo tired from being so poorly escorted, I don't think I could go on! You'll have to carry me over the fence."
Vegeta glared at her before smiling wickedly. He suddenly scooped her up bridal style, catching her off guard. "Hey! What are you-" she started, squirming until she noticed he was floating. She looked up at him in surprise and he grinned evilly at her.
He floated over the fence and dropped her on the ground. She landed on her butt with and "Oof!" After picking herself up, she stared up at him in awe. "Be careful what you wish for," he sneered before floating back over the fence, "Now get out of here or else. He grinned as he walked away.
"Soooo….see ya tomorrow?" the girl called. Vegeta rolled his eyes as he walked away.
….
The next day Vegeta was going on his afternoon jog. As he rounded the corner he was surprised to find Vidalia sitting there with a stack of tubs and buckets next to here. "What the hell are you doing back here again?" he snapped as he walked up to her, "I thought I told you to get lost the other day."
She tipped her shades down to look up at him. "And I said I'd see you tomorrow," she responded, "Besides, your little trick gave me an awesome idea and I need your help."
"I'm not helping you with anything!" he growled, "Now scram before I throw you over the-"
"If you help me, you'll get to throw stuff at people and not get in trouble."
"…"
…...
Vegeta stared down at the collection of objects before him. There were several tubs filled with different colored water. She told him it was something called "water color paint." How redundant. Attached to each tub was a small water pump with a nozzle. In Vidalia hands was a bag filled with strange rubber sacks she called balloons. "I always wanted to paint on the world's largest canvas. I think this will be close enough," she said as she demos rated how to fill the balloons. After an hour of filling, many popped balloons, and much laugher at Vegeta's expense, they were finally read for phase two of Vidalia's master plan.
"Ok, I need you to fly me and the buckets to the top of the big donut," she explained.
"I don't take orders from humans," he stated, crossing his arms.
Vidalia rolled her eyes. "Ok, will you please give the buckets and I a lift, oh mighty prince?" she said sarcastically.
"That's better," he said as he approached her. He picked her up by the waist and lifted her to the roof of the store. He then left to grab the buckets before sitting down next to her. "So what's next?" he asked.
"Now," she said with a smirk as she picked one up, "We drop the bombs." She flung it over the edge, splattering on the ground as a bright shade of blue.
"Is that it?" he asked.
Vidalia laughed. "Oh not even close!" she chuckled. She picked out another one and scanned the streets. She saw someone carrying a boombox and her eyes narrowed. "Target at two o'clock!" she whispered. She then threw the balloon and it exploded on the person's leg. Vegeta smiled as the man stumbled, but it faded as she suddenly dragged him down below viewing level.
"Hey!" he hissed, "The hell was that for?!"
"You can't let yourself get caught, dummy!" she stated like it was obvious.
"I thought you said we couldn't get in trouble!" he said.
"You can't get in trouble if they don't catch you!" she responded with an evil smirk. Vegeta stared at her blankly for a moment before returning it. He hated to admit it, but he liked the way this human thought.
"Ok," she said peered up over the edge of the donut hole, "I think the coast is clear." "Now how about you try," she continued, handing him one. "Let's try for distance," she thought, "I wanna see if you can land one on the beach."
"Easy," Vegeta said with his arms crossed confidently. He then took the water balloon through the hole of the giant metal donut. The balloon flew across the sky and landed on the beach, creating a green spot in the sand.
"Woah! Nice one!" Vidalia cheered. Then something caught her eye. As she turned to look at it, she got an idea. She tapped Vegeta on the shoulder and pointed to something in the parking lot. "See that," she said pointing to a van that's side read "Vote for Buck Dewey", "that is the mayor's election mobile. Think you can blot out all the wording with just one balloon?"
Vegeta smirked and nodded. He picked up a water balloon and threw it at the van. When it hit the side of the van, a large dent the size of a gorilla's fist was created and it tipped over. The car alarm went off and Vidalia's face was filled with shock.
"Woah…." she breathed, "That was a bit excessive. Awesome, but excessive." Vegeta smiled with pride.
"My Van!" someone shouted. The pride left his face as they both ducked behind the donut.
"Ok...I think we should move on to the next building…," Vidalia said. Vegeta nodded and the two slipped away undetected with their buckets of water balloons.
….
Later that evening, Vegeta flew back to the temple, very pleased with himself. He was covered in the water soluble paint but he didn't care too much. He hadn't had this much fun in a while. As he walked up the temple steps, he found Rose waiting for him. Her arms were crossed over her chest at she had a disappointed look on her face.
"Where have you been?" she asked simply, "You've been gone all day! You even missed dinner."
He was unfazed by her stern expression. "Spending time with the humans," he said walking past her, towards the temple door, "You'd be proud. I even managed to get one of them to like me."
"Is that so?" she said skeptically, "Because I heard from a few people in the city that someone's been terrorizing the town with paint filled balloons, and guess who I find coming home covered in paint."
"I will not deny that I was apart of that," he said, "But I am being honest too. I did spend time with a human female today, and the whole thing was her idea."
Rose's eyes widened slightly. "Who is this human?" she asked.
"Some girl named Vidalia. I think she's twelve or so," he answered.
Rose sighed. She knew that one very well. The whole town knew her as a trouble maker. She could be sweet and was very creative, but she was also impulsively defiant. No wonder Vegeta liked her. Right now she was feeling very conflicted. She wanted to be happy that he had found a friend...but she wished he hadn't made one out of what could possibly be such a bad influence. However, considering his history, was she really the bad influence or was he?
"You're still in trouble," she finally said, "You caused a lot of damage today. I'm afraid I have to keep you under supervision for a while."
He shrugged. "That's fine. Vidalia was planning on using me to sneak into some violent film she wasn't allowed to see because she's apparently too young," he replied nonchalantly, "It sounded stupid. I didn't really want to go anyways."
Rose blinked. "Are...are you using reverse psychology on me?!" she questioned, slightly baffled.
Vegeta smirked. "That depends on what I'm trying to get you to do!" he replied. "Goodnight, Rose," he said, bowing slightly before entering the temple.
Rose blinked at him in surprise. She then sighed and walked to the door. She had made up her mind: they were both terrible influences on each other.
And thus a beautiful friendship between a monkey boy and an onion girl was born. Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! I don't know what I'll write about next. Maybe Ocean Gem? More Vidalia and Vegeta? Gohan and the Cool Kids? I don't know. If you have any suggestions, let me know! Have an awesome day you guys!