Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Fright Night at Capsule Corporation ❯ The Halloween Party: A Lesson in Fright - A Lesson in Love / BLOCK #1 ( Chapter 8 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Jubei_chan 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 09.06.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.1K | Visits: 539 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance / | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 09.06.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.1K | Visits: 539 | Status: Completed
Well, the 'Big Night' is here....at least in our story....I want to say hello to everyone, and give my grateful thanx to all of you who read and review! On another note, THIS LAST PART WILL BE IN 3 BLOCKS.....all will be uploaded at the same time, so when you finish one block, please continue to the next one to finish the party!!! I did this to keep the file sizes smaller and reader friendly.
I hope you all have enjoyed this fanfic, as much as I enjoyed writing it......It was a true labor of love. I am releasing this early because; 1) I want you all to have an awesome Halloween; 2) You enthusiasm has been absolutely contagious; 3) Your comments are inspiration!
DISCLAIMER: Dragonball Z is not owned by me; it belongs to Akira Toriyama, Viz Communications, FUNimation, TOEI Entertainment, etc. etc. etc..... The Music mentioned in this Block belongs to the group ' The Smithereens' and their album 'Green Thoughts': songs 'Only A Memory' and 'A Girl Like You' - give them all the credit......Monique, Jason, Ursula, Dina, Devon, the Chief , Kira, Ms. Adams and Danny are mine to control as I will....Hope you all enjoy this next bit of fluff...
The choice of music was because it seemed to fit .... the beat, lyrics, etc.
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And Now For the Party You've All Been Waiting For:
FRIGHT NIGHT AT CAPSULE CORPORATION/ A HALLOWEEN PARTY...
PART 8:' The Halloween Party: A Lesson in Fright - A Lesson in Love / BLOCK #1 ( Party Time!)
*****RING, RING, RING*******
Bulma snatched the phone up quickly,"Moshi, Moshi!"
"May I please speak with Ms. Bulma Briefs?" came a polite, lady's voice.
"Speaking...."
"Ms. Briefs, this is Ms. Adams, from the Dance Emporium. We have the capes you ordered.....they JUST came in about five minutes ago and I have dispatched a delivery van over to your home immediately....I hope that is alright?"
"Oh! Of course Ms. Adams! Arigatou Domo! I was worried that they wouldn't be here in time!"
"No problem, Ms. Briefs" came the polite voice once again,"The delivery man should be there in the next half hour."
"Right. Arigatou! Ja' Ne!"
Bulma hung up the phone with a sigh of relief. Those capes were necessary to hide their costumes until it was time for the 'attack'....It wouldn't do to give away anything early! Of course, she knew that Chi-Chi and most of the other women with significant others MAY not appreciate what they would be revealing....so capes were the only way to go..... As an afterthought, Bulma also realized her costume would also be a cute little 'treat' for Vegeta . A quick glance at the kitchen clock showed it to only be 9AM. Plenty of time to run by a final check on everything. Her first destination was the Haunted House.....The decorators had completed it early last night and it was sensational.
When you first entered the corridor, the unwitting guest would encounter a huge stickly cobwebbed entrance....as you passed through this entrance and dislodged the web, a bat would swoop down from behind, just missing you. When you walked further, a' bloody' set of arms would attempt to grab you from one side, and if you backed up the opposite way to get away, another set of 'bloody' arms grabbed you by the waist! An eerie green glow illuminated the black fabric covered corridor, and a rolling mist seemed to cover the floor. When you progressed further, all manner of spiders, slimed snakes, assorted ghouls, ghosts, and goblins evidenced themselves. As you neared the fountained area, thick mists carpeted the floor, and a zombie lay with unholy glowing eyes of red near a slimy tombstone......if the guest passed by close enough, the seemly 'fake' zombie grabbed at your ankles! He then lept up and chased you back through the corridor until you reached the beginning......
She had been able to recruit employees to play the rolls of the 'bloody arms', assorted characters, and the zombie. The actors would be changed every hour to give each set of employees a much needed rest. All seemed to check out okay.....the dry ice, seaweed and slime would be added a couple of hours before the opening so everything would be 'fresh'.
Bulma headed back to the main center of the building, and waited for the delivery of the capes. Once they arrived, she signed for them, and inspected each one. They were perfect.....each was a satin thigh-length cape with snaps in the front and arm slits. She and the girls would be able to mingle with the guests and still keep everything under wraps.
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Vegeta had decided from very early on to remain in seclusion in the Gravity Room until he absolutely HAD to get ready for this function. The less interaction he had with these baka humans, the better. He had become far too tainted with the polluting emotions and ideas living amongst these shimatta creatures.....No matter, that baka Woman would running around on this day and he was almost guaranteed privacy. And yet his research of Prince Dracul had made this function tolerable, and the Woman....it was time to explore this curious turn of events with that Woman....He couldn't get out the haunting images of her....... And with that Vegeta punched in his desired gravity level to start his training session.
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The Ballroom was absolutely spectacular. The room was very large; around 2000+ square feet. It was an average rectangular shape with one wall slightly rounded to accomodate a oval platform; a stage of sorts. The stage did not advance out very far into the main room, but it was enough to hold an average size band if one was hired. Since the stage would be used for other purposes tonight, a DJ was hired to handle the music. On the far end of the room, next to the galley kitchen used for the catering, was a small sound room. Bulma had purchased sound equipment for the purpose of the party....it would come in handy later for other events with the Company.
Black satin drapes hung from the 10 ft. ceiling, and pooled down in silky puddles on the polished wood floor. Massive amounts of webbing, resembling cobwebs, covered the ceiling area and draped down just a bit in small swags here and there.....and directly above and centered was a huge pumpkin mirror globe. Gel lights of various colors were assembled above the webbing, and the DJ would have a control panel available in order manipulate the lighting/colors to change with the mood of the music.
Lining the longest wall, directly parallel of the stage, were series of circular tables with accompanying chairs. This enabled all invited guests to sit and eat, as well as enjoy the upcoming 'show' that would be included for the evening. Each table was covered in a crisp, white tablecloth, with orange and black tableware. Pumpkin, ghost, skeleton, and witch candles graced each table and party favors were also provided for every guest.
Bulma surveyed the entire room, and then meticulously walked the entire area, taking every detail into account to make sure nothing was left out. She then proceeded to the DJ booth, and check with Danny to make sure everything was ready to go.....
"Hey, Danny, how's it goin'?"
"Great Ms. Briefs! I have all of the music lined up and I have the other specific music you specified lined up separately. The lighting sheet is next to me so that I can just glance at it, and set the proper coordinates for each musical number....I was just running over the specs and doing a system check...you wanna stay and see a bit?"
"Maybe for one number, Danny, but I really have to get back and make sure the caterers are gonna have everything done in time." Bulma checked her watch," As it is, its 12 o'clock...you should be breaking for lunch soon!" she grinned.
"Okay, Ms. Briefs..... take a listen to this, and watch the room to see what you think...."
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The caterers had had delivery trucks driving up to the Capsule Corporation Ballroom since 9AM. By lunch, the last delivery was made and everything was in the proper cooling or heating facilities. All that needed to be done was some assembly, and everything would be set. Since the party was due to begin at 7PM, everything was right on time.
Around 1 o'clock that afternoon, Dina, Devon, Ursula, and Monique drove up. It appeared Jason had recuperated nicely since Bulma had last seen him.
"It's really a good thing I saw your girls in action before tonight.....Otherwise I probably wouldn't have been able to do my part....least this way I'm prepared!" he grinned.
"Have you asked her yet?" Bulma whispered, referring to Jason proposing to Monique.
"Not yet....I figured I would spring it on her after the show, when things had calmed down. I went down to that store you suggested and the man was so generous.....since you had recommended me, he gave me 30% off!"
"Well, Mom and Dad use that jewelers all the time, and they have known us for years. I'm glad I could help you, Jason, and remember, I still have that wedding gift for you all when the big day gets here!"
Jason gave Bulma a huge hug, nearly breaking her ribs in the process...."Hey, Jason, I'd like to keep a few of my ribs intact!"she weakly giggled.
"Oh, sorry Bulma....your just like a little sister to me....and Monique feels the same way!" Bulma just smiled.
Gathering up all their 'equipment, they carried the clothing bags into the work-out area they had been using for the past few weeks....it was there that everyone would quickly run through the routine and then change into their costumes before going out to the party. Bulma had recruited Dina, and Monique to be door greeters to the Ballroom area, while Ursula and Devon would be greeters for the Haunted House. This would give them a chance to meet several people, and the Senshi as well.....Bulma was sure that they Senshi would hit it off with these girls....After about an hour, the girls would be relieved by company employees......they DID had other things to complete....
"Okay, everyone, let's go ahead and get started.....Once we have this quick run through, I'll let you catch showers and change....I'll be heading back to the main building to do the same, and we will meet by the Haunted House at 5:30pm....sounds good?"
"Gotcha, Boss!" the girls cried in unison.
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~~Baka Humans!~~ Vegeta had not gotten anywhere with training for the better part of the day; his concentration was shot because of the miasma of thoughts that crammed there way in his head......~~ Damn Woman and her Damn Party, and her Damn Body, and.......Kuso!~~
Vegeta knew that it was futile. He even had to set the gravity level to a lower setting than he normally would, and he STILL could not train properly. Once too often, the bots had caught him off guard, and ricocheted his ki blasts quicker than he could dodge them.....perhaps when this nonsense was over he could resume proper training...... He shut down the main console, grabbed his towel and placed it around his neck. He headed for the main building, relieved to not see a single soul.....at last perhaps there would be some piece and quiet......
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Their rehearsal went better than any other session they had ever had before; the churning excitement was a catalyst, because they would finally see the realization to all they had worked for....Tonight would be absolutely perfect in everyway.
Bulma headed off to her room, to get that much needed shower and start getting prepared for this evening. She yanked off her blue jeans, the white Capsule Corp. tshirt and red denim jacket she had been wearing all day, and hastily draped them across the back of her vanity chair. She padded back over to her CD player, and put in the Smithereens album ' Green Thoughts', and started one of her favorite songs , 'A Girl Like You' to get her in the mood for the evenings festivities. The music started its hard-driving beat, and Bulma started her shower. When she stepped in the steamy shower, driving water pounded down, matching the music. It really was washing out any anxiety that she felt with what lie ahead. Bulma started to move to the tune while the water continued its musical massage.
Vegeta was also showering ......The clothes that Bulma provided seemed adequate enough to fit his portrayal of a ruthless Vampyre Dracula. Once he toweled off , he proceeded to the bed to dress. The shirt was a large, flowing style, that had crossed drawstrings at the 'V' neck opening.....the tuxedo pants were a bit close-fitted, due to his overdeveloped muscular frame, but they would suffice. After tucking the shirt in the pants, Vegeta grabbed the red sash, called a 'cumberbund', so the Woman said, and placed it on.....the only thing remaining was the black satin cape and the mask.....baka custom, masks. To Vegeta, they served absolutely no useful purpose, but he placed it on nonetheless. His hair he left alone; to do anything to it would be absolutely ridiculous... Gazing at his image in the full length mirror, he felt he looked quite fine. His boots had been replaced by black boots.....the woman mentioned that Vlad Tepes did not wear white boots.....
Bulma took her time getting dressed; after all it was just now 4:30 pm, and it was going to be a long evening. She laid out the outfit with the greatest care. The first thing she reached for was the black, fish-net stockings. She carefully put these on making sure they were perfectly straight. She then gently lifted up the skimpy little velvet costume and slid it on, the silky fabric caressing her skin. With as tight as it fit her curves, it might as well have been her skin. She then sat down, brushing her now grown out aqua hair with a stiff hairbrush and then placed the little hairband kitten-ears on top of her head. She took a bit of hair and brushed over the headband, so as to hide it and make it look like she had real cat ears. Next, she stood up and check her backside; it wouldn't do to have a crooked tail. With that accomplished, she grabbed the slick, thigh-high boots with the stilletto heels. It was going to take some practice to get use to the heels, but it really wouldn't be that much of a problem.....she had heels like this with some of her other shoes....so, it was just a matter of getting adjusted. The boots slid on rather easy, and flared a bit at the top of her lower thigh. When she stood in the mirror to take inventory, she was rather shocked. She looked like something out of a rock video! Yipes! No wonder Jason was a bit wobbly after all of them had 'practiced' on him! Well, now the only thing that remained was the makeup.
After base and power were applied, Bulma took up a black eyeliner next, as well as emerald eye shadow over blue eyeshadow, and a bit of gold dust powder, creating the extended almond shape eyes of a cat. Since she would be using a mask, there was no need to draw in whiskers or a cat's nose. Deep blood-red lipstick finished off the face.....she applied just a hint of a VERY expensive cologne, and then proceeded to add accessories. First, she painted her lengthy nails with black nail polish and when that had dried, she added a bit of gold-glitter spray net to her hair. A thick gold herringbone choker served as a ' collar' of sorts. When she was finished with this, Bulma surveyed herself in the mirror for one last time.....Wow! Not bad; it would do..........she reached for her black satin cape, to quickly cover the outfit...It was now almost five now......and she had to meet with the other girls.
Bulma quickly sprinted from her room, only to run into Vegeta head on....
"COULD you possibly watch where the HELL you're going, bakayaro?" she retorted. She started to say more but stopped short and just stared at the handsome figure in front of her.
"How about opening your own eyes next time, baka on......." Vegeta began. But he didn't really finish his statement either. The woman in front of him was probably the most alluring creature he had ever laid eyes on......he shook his head a bit, and glared again.....hard. It was BULMA! Good Kami, what had she done to herself?
"Look, um, Vegeta, I'm in a hurry....I have to meet the others in about 5 minutes....." and at that Bulma dusted her cape off and quickly walked down the hall, her tail twitching behind her......
Vegeta could only gape, "That little majo has a TAIL???"
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After getting Dina, Jason, Monique, Ursula, and Devon into their positions, Bulma went to check on the music once more......it was about an hour before things would really get hopping and she wanted to have just a little fun before all of the crowds got there......"Hey Danny, why don't you go ahead and crank up the music and lights, okay?"
"Wow, Ms. Briefs! You sure look HOT!," Danny grinned, and then added, "Sorry, Ms Briefs, didn't mean to get outta line."
"Not at all, Danny....I'm flattered.." she grinned.
"Okay! Any special request to get this started?"
"Yeah.....The Smithereens, 'Only A Memory ' ; I want to try out my dancing in these boots!"
"Sure thing, Ms. Briefs, coming right up!"
Bulma pulled off her cape, not wanting to mess it up. After all, she was the Company CEO, and wanted to look her best. With that thought, she unhooked the cape carefully, and laid it across a nearby chair......
"Okay, Danny, hit it!!" she called. Danny was literally choking in the booth, her outfit was having quite an effect on him...... he started the song with its hard-driving beat.....
Bulma's dance could only be described as magical. Her movements ranged from a free-wheeling hip-sway to a hard rocking go-go. So engrossed in the music that she hadn't seen Vegeta enter the room. His eyes had narrowed; they glittered dangerously with growing desire. ~~Kamisama above!~~
He watched as the captivating Bulma seem to beckon to him; her movements wrapping him up and shaking him to the very core.
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END BLOCK #1.............PROCEED TO BLOCK #2 ( A 'Celebration' to Remember)
I hope you all have enjoyed this fanfic, as much as I enjoyed writing it......It was a true labor of love. I am releasing this early because; 1) I want you all to have an awesome Halloween; 2) You enthusiasm has been absolutely contagious; 3) Your comments are inspiration!
DISCLAIMER: Dragonball Z is not owned by me; it belongs to Akira Toriyama, Viz Communications, FUNimation, TOEI Entertainment, etc. etc. etc..... The Music mentioned in this Block belongs to the group ' The Smithereens' and their album 'Green Thoughts': songs 'Only A Memory' and 'A Girl Like You' - give them all the credit......Monique, Jason, Ursula, Dina, Devon, the Chief , Kira, Ms. Adams and Danny are mine to control as I will....Hope you all enjoy this next bit of fluff...
The choice of music was because it seemed to fit .... the beat, lyrics, etc.
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And Now For the Party You've All Been Waiting For:
FRIGHT NIGHT AT CAPSULE CORPORATION/ A HALLOWEEN PARTY...
PART 8:' The Halloween Party: A Lesson in Fright - A Lesson in Love / BLOCK #1 ( Party Time!)
*****RING, RING, RING*******
Bulma snatched the phone up quickly,"Moshi, Moshi!"
"May I please speak with Ms. Bulma Briefs?" came a polite, lady's voice.
"Speaking...."
"Ms. Briefs, this is Ms. Adams, from the Dance Emporium. We have the capes you ordered.....they JUST came in about five minutes ago and I have dispatched a delivery van over to your home immediately....I hope that is alright?"
"Oh! Of course Ms. Adams! Arigatou Domo! I was worried that they wouldn't be here in time!"
"No problem, Ms. Briefs" came the polite voice once again,"The delivery man should be there in the next half hour."
"Right. Arigatou! Ja' Ne!"
Bulma hung up the phone with a sigh of relief. Those capes were necessary to hide their costumes until it was time for the 'attack'....It wouldn't do to give away anything early! Of course, she knew that Chi-Chi and most of the other women with significant others MAY not appreciate what they would be revealing....so capes were the only way to go..... As an afterthought, Bulma also realized her costume would also be a cute little 'treat' for Vegeta . A quick glance at the kitchen clock showed it to only be 9AM. Plenty of time to run by a final check on everything. Her first destination was the Haunted House.....The decorators had completed it early last night and it was sensational.
When you first entered the corridor, the unwitting guest would encounter a huge stickly cobwebbed entrance....as you passed through this entrance and dislodged the web, a bat would swoop down from behind, just missing you. When you walked further, a' bloody' set of arms would attempt to grab you from one side, and if you backed up the opposite way to get away, another set of 'bloody' arms grabbed you by the waist! An eerie green glow illuminated the black fabric covered corridor, and a rolling mist seemed to cover the floor. When you progressed further, all manner of spiders, slimed snakes, assorted ghouls, ghosts, and goblins evidenced themselves. As you neared the fountained area, thick mists carpeted the floor, and a zombie lay with unholy glowing eyes of red near a slimy tombstone......if the guest passed by close enough, the seemly 'fake' zombie grabbed at your ankles! He then lept up and chased you back through the corridor until you reached the beginning......
She had been able to recruit employees to play the rolls of the 'bloody arms', assorted characters, and the zombie. The actors would be changed every hour to give each set of employees a much needed rest. All seemed to check out okay.....the dry ice, seaweed and slime would be added a couple of hours before the opening so everything would be 'fresh'.
Bulma headed back to the main center of the building, and waited for the delivery of the capes. Once they arrived, she signed for them, and inspected each one. They were perfect.....each was a satin thigh-length cape with snaps in the front and arm slits. She and the girls would be able to mingle with the guests and still keep everything under wraps.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Vegeta had decided from very early on to remain in seclusion in the Gravity Room until he absolutely HAD to get ready for this function. The less interaction he had with these baka humans, the better. He had become far too tainted with the polluting emotions and ideas living amongst these shimatta creatures.....No matter, that baka Woman would running around on this day and he was almost guaranteed privacy. And yet his research of Prince Dracul had made this function tolerable, and the Woman....it was time to explore this curious turn of events with that Woman....He couldn't get out the haunting images of her....... And with that Vegeta punched in his desired gravity level to start his training session.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Ballroom was absolutely spectacular. The room was very large; around 2000+ square feet. It was an average rectangular shape with one wall slightly rounded to accomodate a oval platform; a stage of sorts. The stage did not advance out very far into the main room, but it was enough to hold an average size band if one was hired. Since the stage would be used for other purposes tonight, a DJ was hired to handle the music. On the far end of the room, next to the galley kitchen used for the catering, was a small sound room. Bulma had purchased sound equipment for the purpose of the party....it would come in handy later for other events with the Company.
Black satin drapes hung from the 10 ft. ceiling, and pooled down in silky puddles on the polished wood floor. Massive amounts of webbing, resembling cobwebs, covered the ceiling area and draped down just a bit in small swags here and there.....and directly above and centered was a huge pumpkin mirror globe. Gel lights of various colors were assembled above the webbing, and the DJ would have a control panel available in order manipulate the lighting/colors to change with the mood of the music.
Lining the longest wall, directly parallel of the stage, were series of circular tables with accompanying chairs. This enabled all invited guests to sit and eat, as well as enjoy the upcoming 'show' that would be included for the evening. Each table was covered in a crisp, white tablecloth, with orange and black tableware. Pumpkin, ghost, skeleton, and witch candles graced each table and party favors were also provided for every guest.
Bulma surveyed the entire room, and then meticulously walked the entire area, taking every detail into account to make sure nothing was left out. She then proceeded to the DJ booth, and check with Danny to make sure everything was ready to go.....
"Hey, Danny, how's it goin'?"
"Great Ms. Briefs! I have all of the music lined up and I have the other specific music you specified lined up separately. The lighting sheet is next to me so that I can just glance at it, and set the proper coordinates for each musical number....I was just running over the specs and doing a system check...you wanna stay and see a bit?"
"Maybe for one number, Danny, but I really have to get back and make sure the caterers are gonna have everything done in time." Bulma checked her watch," As it is, its 12 o'clock...you should be breaking for lunch soon!" she grinned.
"Okay, Ms. Briefs..... take a listen to this, and watch the room to see what you think...."
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The caterers had had delivery trucks driving up to the Capsule Corporation Ballroom since 9AM. By lunch, the last delivery was made and everything was in the proper cooling or heating facilities. All that needed to be done was some assembly, and everything would be set. Since the party was due to begin at 7PM, everything was right on time.
Around 1 o'clock that afternoon, Dina, Devon, Ursula, and Monique drove up. It appeared Jason had recuperated nicely since Bulma had last seen him.
"It's really a good thing I saw your girls in action before tonight.....Otherwise I probably wouldn't have been able to do my part....least this way I'm prepared!" he grinned.
"Have you asked her yet?" Bulma whispered, referring to Jason proposing to Monique.
"Not yet....I figured I would spring it on her after the show, when things had calmed down. I went down to that store you suggested and the man was so generous.....since you had recommended me, he gave me 30% off!"
"Well, Mom and Dad use that jewelers all the time, and they have known us for years. I'm glad I could help you, Jason, and remember, I still have that wedding gift for you all when the big day gets here!"
Jason gave Bulma a huge hug, nearly breaking her ribs in the process...."Hey, Jason, I'd like to keep a few of my ribs intact!"she weakly giggled.
"Oh, sorry Bulma....your just like a little sister to me....and Monique feels the same way!" Bulma just smiled.
Gathering up all their 'equipment, they carried the clothing bags into the work-out area they had been using for the past few weeks....it was there that everyone would quickly run through the routine and then change into their costumes before going out to the party. Bulma had recruited Dina, and Monique to be door greeters to the Ballroom area, while Ursula and Devon would be greeters for the Haunted House. This would give them a chance to meet several people, and the Senshi as well.....Bulma was sure that they Senshi would hit it off with these girls....After about an hour, the girls would be relieved by company employees......they DID had other things to complete....
"Okay, everyone, let's go ahead and get started.....Once we have this quick run through, I'll let you catch showers and change....I'll be heading back to the main building to do the same, and we will meet by the Haunted House at 5:30pm....sounds good?"
"Gotcha, Boss!" the girls cried in unison.
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~~Baka Humans!~~ Vegeta had not gotten anywhere with training for the better part of the day; his concentration was shot because of the miasma of thoughts that crammed there way in his head......~~ Damn Woman and her Damn Party, and her Damn Body, and.......Kuso!~~
Vegeta knew that it was futile. He even had to set the gravity level to a lower setting than he normally would, and he STILL could not train properly. Once too often, the bots had caught him off guard, and ricocheted his ki blasts quicker than he could dodge them.....perhaps when this nonsense was over he could resume proper training...... He shut down the main console, grabbed his towel and placed it around his neck. He headed for the main building, relieved to not see a single soul.....at last perhaps there would be some piece and quiet......
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Their rehearsal went better than any other session they had ever had before; the churning excitement was a catalyst, because they would finally see the realization to all they had worked for....Tonight would be absolutely perfect in everyway.
Bulma headed off to her room, to get that much needed shower and start getting prepared for this evening. She yanked off her blue jeans, the white Capsule Corp. tshirt and red denim jacket she had been wearing all day, and hastily draped them across the back of her vanity chair. She padded back over to her CD player, and put in the Smithereens album ' Green Thoughts', and started one of her favorite songs , 'A Girl Like You' to get her in the mood for the evenings festivities. The music started its hard-driving beat, and Bulma started her shower. When she stepped in the steamy shower, driving water pounded down, matching the music. It really was washing out any anxiety that she felt with what lie ahead. Bulma started to move to the tune while the water continued its musical massage.
Vegeta was also showering ......The clothes that Bulma provided seemed adequate enough to fit his portrayal of a ruthless Vampyre Dracula. Once he toweled off , he proceeded to the bed to dress. The shirt was a large, flowing style, that had crossed drawstrings at the 'V' neck opening.....the tuxedo pants were a bit close-fitted, due to his overdeveloped muscular frame, but they would suffice. After tucking the shirt in the pants, Vegeta grabbed the red sash, called a 'cumberbund', so the Woman said, and placed it on.....the only thing remaining was the black satin cape and the mask.....baka custom, masks. To Vegeta, they served absolutely no useful purpose, but he placed it on nonetheless. His hair he left alone; to do anything to it would be absolutely ridiculous... Gazing at his image in the full length mirror, he felt he looked quite fine. His boots had been replaced by black boots.....the woman mentioned that Vlad Tepes did not wear white boots.....
Bulma took her time getting dressed; after all it was just now 4:30 pm, and it was going to be a long evening. She laid out the outfit with the greatest care. The first thing she reached for was the black, fish-net stockings. She carefully put these on making sure they were perfectly straight. She then gently lifted up the skimpy little velvet costume and slid it on, the silky fabric caressing her skin. With as tight as it fit her curves, it might as well have been her skin. She then sat down, brushing her now grown out aqua hair with a stiff hairbrush and then placed the little hairband kitten-ears on top of her head. She took a bit of hair and brushed over the headband, so as to hide it and make it look like she had real cat ears. Next, she stood up and check her backside; it wouldn't do to have a crooked tail. With that accomplished, she grabbed the slick, thigh-high boots with the stilletto heels. It was going to take some practice to get use to the heels, but it really wouldn't be that much of a problem.....she had heels like this with some of her other shoes....so, it was just a matter of getting adjusted. The boots slid on rather easy, and flared a bit at the top of her lower thigh. When she stood in the mirror to take inventory, she was rather shocked. She looked like something out of a rock video! Yipes! No wonder Jason was a bit wobbly after all of them had 'practiced' on him! Well, now the only thing that remained was the makeup.
After base and power were applied, Bulma took up a black eyeliner next, as well as emerald eye shadow over blue eyeshadow, and a bit of gold dust powder, creating the extended almond shape eyes of a cat. Since she would be using a mask, there was no need to draw in whiskers or a cat's nose. Deep blood-red lipstick finished off the face.....she applied just a hint of a VERY expensive cologne, and then proceeded to add accessories. First, she painted her lengthy nails with black nail polish and when that had dried, she added a bit of gold-glitter spray net to her hair. A thick gold herringbone choker served as a ' collar' of sorts. When she was finished with this, Bulma surveyed herself in the mirror for one last time.....Wow! Not bad; it would do..........she reached for her black satin cape, to quickly cover the outfit...It was now almost five now......and she had to meet with the other girls.
Bulma quickly sprinted from her room, only to run into Vegeta head on....
"COULD you possibly watch where the HELL you're going, bakayaro?" she retorted. She started to say more but stopped short and just stared at the handsome figure in front of her.
"How about opening your own eyes next time, baka on......." Vegeta began. But he didn't really finish his statement either. The woman in front of him was probably the most alluring creature he had ever laid eyes on......he shook his head a bit, and glared again.....hard. It was BULMA! Good Kami, what had she done to herself?
"Look, um, Vegeta, I'm in a hurry....I have to meet the others in about 5 minutes....." and at that Bulma dusted her cape off and quickly walked down the hall, her tail twitching behind her......
Vegeta could only gape, "That little majo has a TAIL???"
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After getting Dina, Jason, Monique, Ursula, and Devon into their positions, Bulma went to check on the music once more......it was about an hour before things would really get hopping and she wanted to have just a little fun before all of the crowds got there......"Hey Danny, why don't you go ahead and crank up the music and lights, okay?"
"Wow, Ms. Briefs! You sure look HOT!," Danny grinned, and then added, "Sorry, Ms Briefs, didn't mean to get outta line."
"Not at all, Danny....I'm flattered.." she grinned.
"Okay! Any special request to get this started?"
"Yeah.....The Smithereens, 'Only A Memory ' ; I want to try out my dancing in these boots!"
"Sure thing, Ms. Briefs, coming right up!"
Bulma pulled off her cape, not wanting to mess it up. After all, she was the Company CEO, and wanted to look her best. With that thought, she unhooked the cape carefully, and laid it across a nearby chair......
"Okay, Danny, hit it!!" she called. Danny was literally choking in the booth, her outfit was having quite an effect on him...... he started the song with its hard-driving beat.....
Bulma's dance could only be described as magical. Her movements ranged from a free-wheeling hip-sway to a hard rocking go-go. So engrossed in the music that she hadn't seen Vegeta enter the room. His eyes had narrowed; they glittered dangerously with growing desire. ~~Kamisama above!~~
He watched as the captivating Bulma seem to beckon to him; her movements wrapping him up and shaking him to the very core.
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END BLOCK #1.............PROCEED TO BLOCK #2 ( A 'Celebration' to Remember)