Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Prompted VegetaBulma ❯ Celebrating Life ( Chapter 20 )
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By: inuy21 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Comedy / Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.05.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 473 | Visits: 429 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Comedy / Angst / Romance / Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.05.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 473 | Visits: 429 | Status: Completed
Prompt for Drabble: "Bait". Word count set at: 400
Disclaimer: I do NOT own DBZ or any of the characters. They belong to Akira Toriyama.
He and Kakarot had finally defeated the pink menace from destroying the universe and revived Earth. His wife and child had forgiven him for his transgression. Well, Bulma had been the one he had to worry about since Trunks hadn’t been in the stadium. Now the “heroes” of Earth had decided to have a get-together and celebrate the continuation of life on this pathetic planet at the Son‘s home.
Yes, he had been forced into coming with his “family” to this poor excuse of celebrating the humans had. Although, when they had first arrived it wasn’t too horrible, since he’d easily talked Kakarot into a sparring match. It continued until the rest of the small group had arrived. Then he’d been forced into “talking”.
He groaned silently as they now trudged through the forest. “Wouldn’t it be easier to fly?” he asked. It wasn’t like there was a reason they had to walk.
“It’s tradition, Vegeta,” Kakarot told him in that goofy voice of his.
Vegeta just scoffed. He didn’t understand why he had to do this. The worst part of it was Bulma had given him that look. If her threat wasn’t enough, the woman actually pulled Kakarot to the side and told him to make sure he didn’t try to sneak off. Vegeta had known the woman was conniving, but that little trick had him thinking she was pure evil.
He growled in annoyance. They were going “fishing”. So, it seemed that everyone had some kind of pole that was to help catch the fish, and the one that had married the machine was carrying some sort of box.
Luckily it wasn’t too much longer before they got to the lake. “So now what?”
Krillin set the tackle box down, opening it. “Well, you take a pole and bait the hook. After that, you cast out and hope you catch a fish.”
As everyone started baiting their hooks, Vegeta noticed something odd. Kakarot wasn’t grabbing a pole; he was stripping. “What are you doing, Kakarot?” Vegeta asked, intrigued but disgusted.
“Dad doesn’t do well with poles,” Gohan stated before his father jumped into the water in only his boxers.
A few minutes later Goku surfaced with a huge fish. “For once Kakarot has the right idea. Why hope to catch a fish with those poles, when you can just jump in?” Humans, he would never understand their thinking.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own DBZ or any of the characters. They belong to Akira Toriyama.
He and Kakarot had finally defeated the pink menace from destroying the universe and revived Earth. His wife and child had forgiven him for his transgression. Well, Bulma had been the one he had to worry about since Trunks hadn’t been in the stadium. Now the “heroes” of Earth had decided to have a get-together and celebrate the continuation of life on this pathetic planet at the Son‘s home.
Yes, he had been forced into coming with his “family” to this poor excuse of celebrating the humans had. Although, when they had first arrived it wasn’t too horrible, since he’d easily talked Kakarot into a sparring match. It continued until the rest of the small group had arrived. Then he’d been forced into “talking”.
He groaned silently as they now trudged through the forest. “Wouldn’t it be easier to fly?” he asked. It wasn’t like there was a reason they had to walk.
“It’s tradition, Vegeta,” Kakarot told him in that goofy voice of his.
Vegeta just scoffed. He didn’t understand why he had to do this. The worst part of it was Bulma had given him that look. If her threat wasn’t enough, the woman actually pulled Kakarot to the side and told him to make sure he didn’t try to sneak off. Vegeta had known the woman was conniving, but that little trick had him thinking she was pure evil.
He growled in annoyance. They were going “fishing”. So, it seemed that everyone had some kind of pole that was to help catch the fish, and the one that had married the machine was carrying some sort of box.
Luckily it wasn’t too much longer before they got to the lake. “So now what?”
Krillin set the tackle box down, opening it. “Well, you take a pole and bait the hook. After that, you cast out and hope you catch a fish.”
As everyone started baiting their hooks, Vegeta noticed something odd. Kakarot wasn’t grabbing a pole; he was stripping. “What are you doing, Kakarot?” Vegeta asked, intrigued but disgusted.
“Dad doesn’t do well with poles,” Gohan stated before his father jumped into the water in only his boxers.
A few minutes later Goku surfaced with a huge fish. “For once Kakarot has the right idea. Why hope to catch a fish with those poles, when you can just jump in?” Humans, he would never understand their thinking.