Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ But I Won't Say That ❯ Veggie No Say ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
This chapter's pretty old and stupid. You might just wanna skip it o_O

A/N: Doi, I don't own DBZ.
WARNING: Not for the sane...

A/N: Just a handful of stupid things Vegeta would rather die than saying.


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Goku: How are ya Veggie?
Vegeta: I'm sth-uper, thanks for asking!

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Vegeta: Don't worry, I'll cook dinner tonight. (A/N: O_O)

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Vegeta: I think this sparkly tiara accentuates the fact that I am The Prince of All Saiyains!

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Vegeta: I like pink.
Bulma: We know...
Vegeta: That whole laundry mishap where Trunks put that red shirt in with my whites was a happy accident. Kinda like Bra.
Bra: Wait...am I--
Bulma: Don't listen to him, he's obviously been eating the mushrooms from the backyard again.

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Vegeta: I wanna be Sailor Mars for Halloween!
Goku: OOH! Can I be Venus?! (A/N: Awww, I wanted to be Venus)

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Vegeta: Calm down, let's talk about this. (A/N: Think about this one..)

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Vegeta: I love you guys...*tear

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Vegeta: That cloud looks just like a bunny.
Goku: A fluffy bunny...
Vegeta: Yeahhhhh....
Goku: Let's eat it!

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Vegeta: OMG, that last episode of Buffy made me cry...

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Vegeta: Bulma, you look stressed? Can I get you anything?

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Vegeta: My ass itches. (A/N: WHY is that so funny to me??)

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Vegeta: I don't feel like training today. I think I'll just go for a walk in the park.

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Vegeta: Who's up for some shopping?!

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Vegeta: I'm sweepy. I think I need a nap nap.

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Vegeta: Woman, are you mad? Those shoes don't match your outfit AT ALL!

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Vegeta: I think I need a hug...

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Vegeta: Sweeeeeet.

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Vegeta: Goody! (A/N: I can see him doing a little jump while saying that...hehe)

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Vegeta: Kakarott, let's fuse, for old time's sake.

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Vegeta: Get in my bell-ayyyy! (A/N: HAHAH! That one doesn't stop being funny!)

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Vegeta: Poop...(A/N: Brilliant in it's simplicity)

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A/N: The chapters get longer with more...scenario-type stuff so....yeah. Why am I telling you that?