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Karaoke Klassics

Prologue

Disclaimers: this is our second fic ever so be nice to us! Check out our other one it's called `cheeky prince charming' remember like always we don't own anything especially DBZ or GT (oh the wishes that we did…) please review and tell us what you think of both this and our other fic! Hope you enjoy. Like our other one some of this may not be in paragraphs but just like one big chapter with lots of speech and description. Remember please review!!! We also made Bra 12 and Trunks 17.

"Why are we doing this shit Bulma? I've got a migraine and… err a umm disease that's contagious and that'll kill everybody if I hear loud music." Vegeta said trying to persuade Bulma to not have this sleazy alcoholic party for her and the others in the Z gang.

"We are doing this because your `best buddy' Goku volunteered to do Piccollo and Dende an engagement party. And I also guess that if you're ill you'll have to miss out on going to football with Trunks tomorrow and... I'd better prepare some of mum's special medicine!" Bulma threatened her poorly acting husband.

"Bitch! How'd you know I was lying and for the last fucking time he isn't my friend let alone best." Vegeta shuddered at the thought of being best friends with Goku.

"That's not what you said last time you got pissed and anyway if Goku isn't your best friend then who is?" Bulma smartly asked him.

"Don't remind me…." Vegeta sulked

"And anyway, I guess you're my best friend." Vegeta commented smirking.

"Ohhhhh sweet!" Bulma cooed to him

"Well now you've finished arguing go and get changed!" she suggested meaningfully.

"What's wrong with the clothes I've got on woman!" said Vegeta glaring down at the pair of white combat trousers and blue t shirt that read `super sayan' in massive florescent orange letters.

"Quit laughing it's not funny!" he said getting slightly annoyed to Bulma who was in stitches at what he had just said.

"Vegeta…" she called as he was halfway up the first staircase, he turned round quickly with an evil smirk on his face.

"Your clothes are already folded on the bed, I got them out earlier!!!!"She screamed as Vegeta flipped and somersaulted off the wall and landed right on top of her but really gently.

"Vegeta! Don't fool around now, I mean it get off me now!" she said trying not to laugh.

"What if I don't want to change I happen to like these clothes" he said laughing at Bulma's attempts to move under the muscley body of his.

"Vegeta, I won't let you come to the party, which also means no fun tonight… and I think you know what that means don't you!" she said finally standing on her feet once Vegeta had gotten off her.

"Hey babes what sort of drink will there be today then?" Vegeta asked as he got Bulma in a bear hug and started cuddling her.

"Well, I don't know until the others get here I've got vodka and some champagne, a little beer but not much though." Bulma replied after Vegeta unclasped her from his super sayan strength.

"Mum! Tell Trunks to give me my nail varnish, I mean I know pink is his colour but it's mine!" Bra said as she entered the hall slightly out of breath from chasing after her older brother.

"Don't cry Bra!" Trunks teased until his father came into his conversation.

"Trunks! Give her it back now or I'll put it on every paper in the world and every website that you seem to prefer makeup to training." Vegeta smirked evilly to the 17 year old teen.

"Hey mum what time's everyone coming tonight?" Bra asked as Trunks handed the nail varnish back straight away after his fathers threat. Bulma just looked on amused at how her husband had favoured Bra once more over his son.

"Why?" Bulma asked her daughter

"Because... Well it was all Trunks' fault!" Bra said pointing to Trunks. Bulma just shook her head and entered the kitchen the sight that met her eyes was shocking well for Bulma anyway! Cream was everywhere with the occasional chocolate spread streak now and then.

"TRUNKSSSS, BRAAAA!!!! What have you done!!!!" she screamed as her eyes met the mess. She screamed so loud that Vegeta heard her all the way upstairs; he was now getting changed into some black trousers and a white shirt, he wasn't going to wear the shirt that Bulma had put out for him it was too plain.

`I don't want to end up looking like that kaka germ' Vegeta thought to himself as he hunted through the piles of clothes that were now mounding up around him.

Meanwhile Bulma had finished the cleaning in the kitchen; she had just used one of her father's great inventions `the robot house cleaner' it had cleaned the floor within two minutes. Bulma just stood back and examined her handy work. The pizza was on its way she had to order 9000 extra large family size pizza's 4500 of those with every topping available on and the rest with either just cheese or pepperoni etc etc (we cant be bothered to go through all the toppings and stuff so you'll just have to use your imagination) but bear in mind this was to feed 2 sayans, 4 demi sayans and a quarter sayan. Everything was fine except-

"Shit where's all the alcohol gone!?" Bulma panicked and screamed at the same time.

Disclaimers: so how'd you like that for a beginner? Chapter 1 should be up soon! Please review and tell us what you think stay tuned for the next chapter coming soon. Chapter 1- time 2 party- sayan style!