Chapter 2

“You did what?!” Mr. Briefs yelled in surprise as Bulma told him that she invited Vegeta over.
Mrs. Briefs mopped the coffee off the kitchen floor that her husband spitted when he heard what
her daughter has done. “Look, Bulma, that guy destroyed the city next to us, helped killed
Yamcha, Tien, Chaozu, and Piccolo! And tried to destroy our planet! How can you invite him
over after all he’s done!” Mr. Briefs yelled some more at Bulma, getting up from his chair and
looked at her straight in the eyes.

“Dad, he’s a good person now. He was only bad because he was raised in a violent environment.
After all, if he didn’t help us back on Namek, I wouldn’t be here right now. That’s why I asked
him to stay here, to repay him. Anyway, even if I did ask, you would’ve said no,” Bulma
reasoned out, making a puppy face at his dad.

“Bulma, it won’t work this time.”

“Ooooooh! Dad, he’s coming here whether you like it or not!” Bulma snapped. She walked out
of the room and went back to the forests to pick up Vegeta.

Mr. Brief’s jaw dropped open as Bulma exited Capsule Corporation. He was shocked and
couldn’t believe what his daughter just did, invited a killer in to their home.

“Don’t worry dear, it will be fine,” Mrs. Briefs giggled, patting her husband’s shoulder.

***

“And that’s how you operate the gravity room,” Bulma instructed as she finished demonstrating
Vegeta how to work the control panel. “Now I’ll show you to your room.”

“Just shut up and leave me alone, woman.” Vegeta said.

“Hey, O Mighty Prince! You are just a guest here so show some respect! My name is Bulma!
Bulma, B-U-L-M-A, Bulma! Now, follow me to your room or I’ll disassemble that gravity
room!” Bulma shouted and flicked Vegeta’s nose with her pointing finger.

“How dare you?!” Vegeta growled. He stopped growling for a second and followed Bulma for
he knew he wasn’t in charge here. They exited the room and walked in the building. They took
the elevator to reach their destination.

“How farther?” Vegeta questioned in his almighty voice.

“Be patient carrot head!” Bulma snapped, annoyed with Vegeta’s complaints.

“Ding!” the elevator rang, the door opened and they turned to their right. They headed at the end
of the hall and Bulma showed Vegeta’s room.

“There’s a nice bed, your own shower, a TV just in case you get bored, and a dresser to put your
clothes in,” Bulma said, pointing at the furnitures in Vegeta’s room. “Oh! Wait a minute! I
forgot you don’t have any clothes except for that battling suit of yours,” Bulma said, scratching
her head. “I know, let’s go to the malls and get you some REAL clothes. Come on, let’s go!”

“Hmmphh,” was the only “word” that escaped from Vegeta, he had no choice but to go shopping.
Bulma grabbed Vegeta’s arm and pulled him out of his room.

***

“Bulma, why are they staring at us?” Vegeta asked hesitantly while they were on the escalator.

“Well, it’s because you look like you just came from a Halloween party! Ha ha ha ha ha!” Bulma
bursted into laughter.

Vegeta just got more confused and then growled at Bulma for making fun of her.

“Ahem,” she controlled herself from laughing. “Where here!” The escalator ride was over and
Bulma wrapped his arm with hers and ran towards the clothing store in front of them.

“Here we are, what do you want?” Bulma asked as they entered the store.

“I don’t know,” Vegeta replied, observing the store.

“I know!” Bulma exclaimed after giving herself a good look of Vegeta. She grabbed his arms and
pulled him all the way at the men’s section. “Since, you’re wearing blue, I’m assuming you like
the colour. I’ll get you five of these blue shirts and five of these blue jeans. Oooh, that white
buttoned shirt looks great! It might not hurt to get you some socks either. Hey, that red jogging
suit is on sale, I’ll go get it! I’ll get these pair of sneakers for you too!” Bulma just blabbed as she
picked out a dozen of clothes for Vegeta, going around the men’s section. Vegeta went back to
the entrance and just sat on a bench close to the door, tapping his foot on the floor. Vegeta
looked for Bulma, he saw her at the corner of the store, she collapsed on the floor because she
was carrying too much clothes. Vegeta turned his head around and something caught his
attention. He saw a black leather jacket with “Bad Boy” written in red on the back. He got up
and headed towards it.

“Oh thank you so much!” Bulma chuckled as a salesman helped her carry the clothes to the
counter. She turned to the door to see if Vegeta was waiting where he said he would, but he
wasn’t there. She turned around and saw that Vegeta was behind her.

“Will you get me this?” Vegeta asked hesitantly, showing the leather jacket to Bulma.

“Wow! For a Saiyan, you sure have a good taste. Gokou doesn’t have any enthusiasm when it
comes to shopping for clothes,” Bulma said, turning around and took the jacket from Vegeta and
putted it on the counter along with the others. Bulma took out her credit card from her wallet
and handed it over to the cashier.

“Oooops! Your credit card melted,” the cashier said after checking the 50th item, scratching her
head.

“That’s okay! I have another one, this always happens,” Bulma chuckled embarrassingly as she
handed another credit card to the cashier. Vegeta just chuckled at the embarrassed Bulma.

“Whew. Thank you very much and have a nice day!” the cashier said, wiping her forehead as she
finished checking the clothes.

“Help me carry these,” Bulma asked, reluctantly Vegeta obeyed her and carried some of the paper
bags.

They headed to the parking lot and drove home.

***

“Your pants are in your closet and your shirts and socks are in your dresser,” Bulma said and
sighed. “Oh yeah! When you get changed, give me your suit so I can have it duplicated,” she
sighed again.

Vegeta nodded, he was laying on the bed, his arms crossed and just looked at the ceiling,
exhausted from shopping. “I’ll begin my training tomorrow,” he said to himself, not noticing that
Bulma was about to exit his room.

“Oh yeah! If you need anything, my room is just at the other end of the hall, no one else is here
except for the two of us,” Bulma told him, finally exiting the room and headed towards hers.

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