Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Be nice Vegeta! ❯ No fun anymore ( Chapter 3 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

By: KS Claw

CHAPTER 3: NO FUN ANYMORE!

The next few days where the worst in Bulma and Trunks lives.

Vegeta was a clean-up-freak. He loved to clean up EVERYWHERE and on EVERYONE!!

He would clean Bulmas lab so she couldÂ´t find her tools.

He would clean up Trunks room in a way so even the dustbunnies (and those where BIG ones!) in Trunks closet didnÂ´t stand a chance.

He would clean up the whole house so everything would seem to be turned upside down....

He would even try to clean up people!

"Daaaad, stop brushing my hair, I canÂ´t concentrate!" Trunks wailed as Vegeta was brushing his lavender-locks as the young half-sayain was trying to play "Spyro: Year of the dragon".

"Oh but its so messy! We should REALLY get it cut you know! Uch, whats this!? A FLEA!!" The outburst made Trunks press a wrong button, which made the little purple dragon on the screen end in a lake of blue acid.

"DAAAD!!" Trunks shouted. "NOW LOOK WHATYA DID! THAT WAS MY LAST LIFE!!" Vegeta stood up, hands on hips and frowning.

"You got fleas in your hair! I will simply NOT allow that!" He said and picked up a VERY annoyed Trunks.

"Daaa-aaad! C'mon lemme down!" He complained and struggled to get free. Vegeta merely shook his head as he marched with the sprawling kid into the bathroom, filled the bath-tub with water and flea-shampoo and dumped Trunks into the water, where he afterwards began to scrub. Trunks wailing and screaming could be heard miles away.

As Trunks was getting washed through, he notised his grandpa's black cat sit in the open door, looking quite amused by the sight. Trunks secretly swore revenge, then grinned.

"Hey dad? I think I know how I got fleas! I think I got them from THAT!" He pointed at the cat. Vegeta turned and send the cat a "Your doomed!" glare. The cats eyes widened and it began to back away.

"There will be...no...mercy..." Trunks thought with a sweet smirk as he crawled outta the tub to get himself dried off. Vegeta snapped out, grabbed the cat and smacked it into the tub. Trunks grinned to himself as he listened to the cats desperate wails and Vegetas annoying singing-voice going something like "This is the way we wash our cat..wash our cat...wash our cat...this is the way we wash our cat on a early sunday morning!"

Trunks grinned. "Never mess with Trunks, kitty-cat!" He grinned, then went off with a humming as he went back to his game of "Spyro: Year of the dragon".

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Son Goku grinned alittle as he saw the Briefs home below him, and he dived. He had missed having a good sparring-fight with Vegeta, and looked forward to the upcomming match.

When he landed, he could hear a horrible crashing from inside the house. He blinked and went over. When opening the door, he saw a small black wet lightning zip past him and a wet and scratched and red-faced Vegeta in a pink kitchen-apron in front of him.

"Uhm....hi Vegeta!" Goku greeted cheerfully. The other sayain looked up, then his face lit up in a big bright smile.

"GOKU!! SO GREAT TO SEE YOU!!" He cheered and squeezed all air out of Goku in a tight hug, nearly crushing his ribs.

"Uhm...Vegeta...I..*urg* donÂ´t mind a hug...but please...your cracking my ribs!" Goku gasped. Vegeta released Goku from his death-grip and beamed.

"Oh I am *so*clumsy, I forget my own strengh!" He laughed cheerily. Goku blinked. Something was wrong....

"Now what is it you want Goku? IÂ´m kind of busy at the moment...." Goku blinked again.

"Uhm....we had a deal about a sparring-match, remember?" Vegeta blinked as he looked on Goku.

"Oh IÂ´m sorry, I canÂ´t do it today. I got this house to clean up, then the cat (which I suppose have gotten itself so dirty again), then the silverwear...Oh dear I got a busy calendar!"

"Uhhmmm...how about when your done with that then?" Goku asked confused. Vegeta shook his head.

"Oh dear no, I got dinner to cook, then I need to check through Trunks homework...reminds me, how is Gohan doing? I have heard he is quite busy!"

"Uhm...."

"DonÂ´t tell me!!" Vegeta exclaimed. "He won another prize!" his eyes having a speciel glow of excitement.

"Uhm, yes he has but..."

"Oh I can't imagine how proud you must be of him!! And Chichi, how is she? Oh, when you go home, could you ask Chichi from me if I could borrow some of her cook-books? Some of those I got are so old-fashioned. Their missing several pages and such." Goku blinked...then nodded slowly.

"O...OK then...IÂ´ll....see what I can do...." with that, he turned and flew off, while Vegeta returned to his clean-up duties.

When Goku came home, he had lost appetite. Chichi, Gokus wife looked concerned at him then cleared her voice.

"Goku? Is something wrong?" Goku snapped out of his state and shook his head.

"Vegetas no fun anymore." He muttered sadly, looking down on the table.

"No fun? What do you mean?" Chichi wanted to know, as she arched a brow.

"Well...Vegeta has changed...he cleans, he cooks, he does everything! But he doesnÂ´t have time for sparring!" Goku sighed.

"HeÂ´s just not fun anymore."

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