/ ❯ Vegeta’s adventures at Night ❯ Vegeta’s adventures at Night 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Vegeta's adventures at Night.

By Super Girl

A/N: I got this weird idea while trying to fall asleep the other night, you know that weird state of mind you go through when your body shuts down for the night, the weird things you think about at the time make since. After you wake up there just too funny.

During those fibulas three years of training…

"Hurry up Vegeta!" yelled an impatient Kakarott. "Why are you in such a hurry clown?" asked Vegeta shutting the door to Capsule corp. behind them. "I have to get home to do some house work for chichi." He said levitating up some.

"Oh I see the Mighty Kakarott is whipped." laughed Vegeta fixing his gloves on his hands. "No Vegeta you don't understand earth women. If I do some chores she'll let me stay in the same bed with her all night long and I wont have to sleep out side." Vegeta's eyes widen. "She'll really let you sleep with her?" Goku nodded.

"And Vegeta you want to know a big secret?" Vegeta nodded in anticipation. "If I take out the trash and sweep the floor she might sleep with me on Saturday if piccolo watches I mean, trains Gohan." Vegeta's mouth was wide. "So that is how an earthling gets laid by doing chores?" Goku nodded.

"Great huh Vegeta?" Vegeta nodded. "So Is that why the woman always yells at Lamp chop cause he doesn't take out the trash." Goku thought for a second. "I think Bulma is mad because Yamcha takes out lots of peoples' trashes on trash pick up night."

"Kakarott I have a compound to clean." said Vegeta levitating down. "Good luck Vegeta and Mr. Bubble is not a house hold cleaning product!"

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Bulma came in from down stairs from a hard hot day in her basement. Growling she flipped on the emergency attic fan. She walked in to the kitchen to find Vegeta, sitting down, being quiet and with dinner he somehow made.

"Okay, who are you and what have you done to my room-mate?" she asked backing up some. "Oh I deicide to make some dinner for myself since your mother was away in all. I saw this recipe for some Fu-Mahn-Chou on Martha Stewart during my break and decided to try to make some." he said lying through his teeth. Little did Bulma know Vegeta robbed some guy off the streets and picked up some Chinese-food .

"Why is the food in little boxes?" she asked picking one up. "Martha told me it was for the authentic feeling of the rest-runt and to use cat meat." Bulma's eyes bugged out. "WHAT! Oh no, my dad lil black cat!" Vegeta laughed some. "I am kidding woman, can't I tell a joke to lighten the mood?" Bulma slumped against the wall. "What are you up to Vegeta, you never do anything for anyone else!" Vegeta grumbled.

Bulma then looked around and saw the house was kind of sparkling. "What did you do to the house?" she asked a bid numb form the April fresh smell. "I cleaned up some sorry I won't do it again." He muttered sadly walking to the gravity-machine.

He left Bulma in a shocked stated of be wonderment. She fell to the kitchen floor which was so shinny it reflected back her reflection. "I swear Kami if I inhaled some of those fumes from the basement's project that I won't work with out a air mask again." Bulma was very confused.

Latter on Vegeta come into the compound with his plan of action. He walked up stairs to his bedroom quickly took a shower and got dressed. He eyed his comfortable bed he has slept in for several months when he was on the planet that was. He jumped up and landed on it with suck force the bed snapped. Grinning as he could hear someone headed in his direction he stood up in front of the broken bed. He bowed his head down in a sad fashion.

"What the hell was that noise?" yelled Bulma in a night gown. "My bed broke." pouted Vegeta sadly. "And it was so comfortable too." Bulma rolled her eyes and walked in some. "Vegeta we don't have any other beds in the compound, it's just mom and dads, mine then yours." she said growling some. "And I am not sleeping on the couch either." Vegeta pouted some. "I never asked you to sleep on the couch."

"Well I won't, my back hurts some from working all day, besides the air conditioner is broken and my room is the only one with the portable fan in it." Vegeta pouted some. "Can I sleep on your floor them?" he asked batting his eyes. For some strange reason this scared Bulma. "What?!?" Vegeta repeated his self. "Well you just said your room has a fan in it." She nodded. "If you sleep on the floor you'll be your grouchy self tomorrow and I don't want to have to deal with you like that."

"Please woman, I don't ask much of you, but my back hurts and I am training to save the world for you aren't I?" She sighed. "I don't want to give up my water-bed Vegeta.'' "Water-Bed… What size is it?"

"Okay you sleep on top of the blankets and do not touch me understand?" she asked spreading a sheet on top of the blankets. Vegeta nodded. "Tomorrow I am going to order you a new bed alright?" Vegeta nodded and got in and pretended to be asleep. Sighing Bulma got into bed flipping off the lamp.

About twenty minutes latter Vegeta's eyes widen wake. He looked over and Bulma was asleep. His mouth curled into an evil smirk.