Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Pruple Surprise ❯ Chapter 2

Purple Surprise--Part 2

By: Bulmafox

Later that night, while Bulma was watching TV, she heard a sharp knock on the door. She opened it and saw a beaten and bloody Vegeta standing on her doorstep. "Oh my gosh, what happened?" Bulma asked as she led Vegeta to the couch and got him a Senzu bean.

As soon as Vegeta ate the Senzu bean he said, "Piccolo."

"What about Piccolo?"

"He knows."

"Knows what?! Tell me, Vegeta!"

"He knows about the-the….pregnancy…thing."

Bulma almost fainted. "What!!? But how?"

"He says he has some papers and a videotape. He wants me to meet him in the mountains every day so he can beat me up or he will tell everyone about the…you know."

"Vegeta, I order you to go right back out there and kill Piccolo."

"No, not now. Besides, I like the challenge."

Bulma put her hand on Vegeta's forehead to check for a fever. Normally the Saiyan Prince never declined an opportunity to kill someone. "Vegeta, are you okay? Do you have a fever or something?"

Vegeta pushed Bulma's hand away. "No, I'm fine, woman. I choose not to kill the Namek right now because I plan on taking full advantage of this situation. A Saiyan gets stronger after every battle, especially if he's been wounded, right?"

Bulma nodded her head.

"Right. So, I plan on letting the snail beat me up every day, then I'll take a Senzu bean to recover. When I get stronger than him, then I will strike, and the poor fool will never know what hit him. Besides, I need him alive so I can wish for immortality someday."

"Fine, you do that, but in the meantime, I'll be searching for the evidence. There's no sense in letting it run loose for all the world to see."

"Fine. Do what you want, but don't get in my way."

Bulma stayed up half the night making a tracker for Vegeta to put on Piccolo so she could find his hideout, where he most likely kept the evidence. Planting the device on Piccolo was easy; it was finding his hideout that proved to be a challenge. Piccolo never seemed to stay in one place for any length of time. Over the first week, however, Bulma noticed that Piccolo would return to one particular place in the mountains, even if only for a short time.

"Yes, I found it!" Bulma shouted. She waited until the Namek and the prince were distracted, then she drove her air bike to Piccolo's hiding place.

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When Bulma reached Piccolo's hiding place she scanned the area for traps, then she jumped off her bike and encapsulated it. She immediately started looking for the door to his base. Now if I were Piccolo and I didn't want anyone to find the entrance, where would I put it?… Yes, I got it! Underground! Bulma got out one of her capsules and converted it into a huge metal detector/construction vehicle. Bulma found the secret entrance in no time flat with the device. She pressed a few buttons to make the machine dig up the dirt, then she jumped off, put the capsule away, and opened the entrance to the hideout.

Inside the base, Bulma saw a small metal table holding a pile of papers conveniently located in the center of the room. Bulma looked in every possible direction for hidden traps before she dashed over to the table and snatched the papers away. Bulma stood still for a moment, hoping that a trap wouldn't fall on her. After that moment, Bulma let out a sigh of relief and boasted, "So, you thought you could catch me eh, Piccolo. I'll have you know that no one can ever hope to mach The Great Bulma! Na-na-ne boo-boo, I beat you at your own game!" As soon as Bulma took one step toward the exit, a large metal caged dropped down on her out of nowhere and lifted her up, holding her prisoner high up in the air.

Piccolo walked out from the shadows and sneered, "Foolish girl, you were dumb enough to get caught by the oldest trap in the book."

"I'll have you know that is not the oldest trap in the book, nor was it blindingly obvious! It was hidden within a ceiling, for Kami's sake."

"Don't you ever mention that creature's name in front of me! But anyway, you tried to steal the evidence from me and now your boyfriend is going to pay. You should've thought twice before recklessly endangering everyone." Without another word, Piccolo flew out of the base and shut the heavy metal door.

"No, don't leave me in here, you beast! Hey, come back here, I'm not finished with you yet!" Bulma shouted after Piccolo, "Did you hear me?! I said come back you coward!…Fine, I'll sic Vegeta on you then!!" Bulma sank back down. "Who am I kidding? He can't hear me. I just hope Vegeta rescues me. But what if he doesn't? What if Piccolo kills him? Then he will tell everyone I'm pregnant and they'll all lock me up in a nuthouse and nobody will visit me and I'll be one of those little old ladies with a million cats! I don't want a million cats!! Okay Bulma, get a grip on yourself! Calm down! Come on, breathe, in, out, in..out…in….and out. Ah , I feel much better now."

A few minutes later, Bulma heard heavy footsteps above her. "Hey," she yelled, "I'm down here! Do you hear me? I said I'm down here!" Bulma heard the footsteps approaching her from behind "Yes, just a little more this way!" She heard the footsteps go to the right. "No, not right, left! Yes, that's it!…No back up, you went too far! Yes, right there! Now get me out of here!" she demanded.

Bulma saw a ki blast burst through the manhole, then saw a bloody and battered Vegeta jump down and aim a small ki blast at her. She moved out of the way as quickly as possible before it hit the cage and melted the bars. As soon as Vegeta blasted the cage open, he collapsed.

"No! Vegeta!" she shouted as she raced toward him. "Wake up, Vegeta. Come on, wake up!" Bulma tried unsuccessfully to pull Vegeta up the ladder. After getting frustrated with trying to drag Vegeta up, Bulma climbed up the ladder and decapsulized her digging machine. After Bulma scooped Vegeta up using the crane, she deposited him in the passengers seat of her car, encapsulated the machine and raced home.

After Bulma got home and dragged Vegeta to the couch, she scoured the kitchen for a senzu bean; she found none. She ran out to her aircar, leaving Vegeta unconscious on the couch, and took off to Korin's tower.

Korin hung his head out into the sky, admiring the marvelous day ahead of him, when suddenly an aircar zipped by, almost knocking his head off. "Oh, sorry Korin," Bulma apologized as she got out of her car. "Do you have any senzu beans?"

"Who are they for?" Korin pried.

"Just someone."

"Not good enough. You'll have to try again."

"What?"

"I said not good enough. I want to know who I'm giving the beans to."

Bulma started wringing Korin's neck. "Listen you greasy housecat, someone I care about very much is dying and all you can do is play games?! Give me the beans or else!"

Korin freed himself from Bulma's grasp. "Someone you care about, huh? A lover perhaps?" He stood in a strange position.

"What do you think you're doing, you freak? No one's going to read my mind!"

"Aha! I know who the secret lover is! It's Vege-eeeeoooow!" Korin yelled as Bulma kicked him off the tower. Bulma found the senzu beans, took a jarful back to her car and left for home.

When Bulma got home, she raced to the couch and forced a bean down Vegeta's throat. She didn't have to wait long for him to regain consciousness. "Where is he? I'll kill him!" Vegeta sat up and shouted.

"I assume you're talking about Piccolo. He's nowhere near here, that's for sure."

Vegeta struggled to get off the couch. "He's gonna die!"

Bulma wrestled Vegeta back down. "Hold it! You're not going anywhere in your condition. You may be healed, but you still need some time to rest!"

"Let go of me."

"You don't want the brace again, do you? Remember the last time you didn't stay in bed?"

Vegeta lay back down on the couch. "Fine. How long do I have to stay here?"

"A week"

"What?! What in Kami's name am I supposed to do for a week? A-and the Namek will get away with it all!"

"Just relax. I've got everything under control."

"But how-"

"I have a secret weapon. Piccolo will beg for mercy when I'm done with him." As soon as she got Vegeta calmed down, she started walking toward her lab. "Remember, no training or you'll go in that metal cast again!" she called behind her

Bulma walked into her lab and sat at her desk, hoping inspiration would just magically strike her. She pondered for a few minutes about how she would start the monstrous task of building a convincing Vegeta robot. Finally she pounded her fists on the desk and shouted, "I'll never get this done on time!" Bulma gazed around the room, trying to see what she could work with. Off to her side, she saw a relatively humanoid servbot. Bulma grabbed her tools and began working immediately.

Off in the living room, Vegeta woke up after a short nap and saw himself standing in front of him. Did Bulma install a new mirror? If so, it's getting in the way. "Bulma, get rid of this mirror-" Vegeta stopped short when he noticed that the Vegeta copy wore a blue jumpsuit and Saiyan armor while he wore nothing but boxers. "BULMA!" he exploded, "Get your lazy butt in here and explain yourself!!"

Bulma ran up to the living room as fast as she possibly could. "What in Kai's name do you want?! I was taking a power nap!"

"Explain this…monster!"

"…Monster? No, you got it all wrong, Vegeta. This is my very own Vegeta robot. It's an exact duplicate of you."

Vegeta's mouth hung wide open. "You mean to tell me you built a perfectly humanoid robot in only a few short hours?"

"Sure", Bulma lied, "If Dr. Gero can do it, so can I. Listen, I'm going out to pick up some supplies. Don't destroy anything while I'm gone." Vegeta mocked Bulma silently

as she left.

Bulma returned a couple hours later with some fast food for her and Vegeta, which she had to encapsulate to carry it all, and various parts, including a Nintendo 64 controller, for perfecting her robot. After Bulma finished her dinner, she went back to her lab to finish her robot, then went to bed at some ungodly hour.

The next morning, Vegeta awoke with a start at the early hour of 7:00. He struggled to get off the couch, but Bulma wrestled him back down. "You are not getting off that couch in that condition. Just let me take care of it," Bulma ordered.

"But Piccolo…"

"…will never know what hit him. I have it all covered." As Bulma left for her lab, she reminded Vegeta, "Remember, if you train, it's the brace for you."

Once Bulma made it back to her desk, she put on the visor set, which allowed her to see everything the robot saw and talk through the robot in Vegeta's voice, and launched the robot to where Vegeta told Bulma Piccolo would be.

"You came early," Piccolo greeted the Vegeta robot, "You must be eager to get beaten to a pulp today."

"Me, beaten to a pulp? Ha, when I'm done with you, you'll be squealing for Kami. "

"You're treading on thin ice, mister. You know, it's really your own fault you're in this mess. You should've kept your stupid girlfriend out of my business. "

Bulma flew off the handle at that remark. "What!? Stupid?! I'll have you know, Bulma's the smartest, most intelligent being on the planet, and you can't hold a candle to her!"

"A little protective of her, are we?"

"Uh…well, she is carrying my brat, and I wouldn't want anything to happen to my heir." Good save, Bulma!

"You know what? Let's stop all this nonsense right now." Piccolo charged at Vegeta at full speed.

Bulma panicked. Oh no, what do I do, what do I do? Bulma grasped the N64 controller firmly in her hand. Okay, it's just like a video game. Just push the red button. Push the red button! Bulma effectively blocked Piccolo's attack.

"Nice save Vegeta, but that's a no-no. Make one move against me and everyone will know about Prince Daddy."

Bulma made a sizable growl and said, "Fine. But be warned I will get out of this somehow!"

"That's what you said yesterday, and it still won't do you a bit of good." Piccolo began pounding on the Vegeta bot. Bulma took off her headset and left to take a shower.

And thus began her daily routine. Every morning Vegeta awoke with a start and Bulma wrestled him down. After Bulma finished dealing with Vegeta , she deployed her robot to its designated place and took her mid-morning shower and lunch. After lunch, she lounged around or teased Vegeta, or both, until 12:30, which was soap time, and meant death to anyone who dared steal the remote from her. At 4 PM sharp, Vegeta would try to get up and train, only to have Bulma wrestle him down again. Afterwards, he always stole the remote from Bulma and watched action movies all day, while Bulma lounged around the house doing practically nothing. She ordered in food for Vegeta and herself when she got hungry and at 9PM, when Piccolo got done delivering his pounding, Bulma flew the robot back home, repaired it, and went to bed at some ungodly hour, knowing full well it was not good for her.

Exactly seven days after Bulma first deployed her secret weapon, Bulma woke up to launch the robot, and saw Vegeta standing at the door, all decked out in the new Saiyan armor that Bulma had built especially for him. The new armor only had slender yellow straps adorning the shoulders. "Vegeta, what are you doing up? You should be in bed!"

"You said a week, and it has been exactly seven days since you said that. Besides, I'm stronger than Piccolo now. I can feel it. Now if you'll excuse me, I have some business to take care of." With that, Vegeta flew off into the horizon.

"Be careful, Vegeta!" Bulma called after him, half-knowing he didn't hear her. "Oh well, might as well watch some talk shows."

Out on the battlefield, Vegeta played the obedient schoolboy and let Piccolo pound on him. Finally he found an opening he could use to his advantage. Before Piccolo could land another punch, Vegeta punched him hard in the stomach, and used the opportunity to knock him straight into the ground.

"You'll pay for this!" Piccolo growled from his crater.

"I doubt it. You're the one pushing up daisies, not me. Now I must say goodbye." After that little speech, Vegeta unleashed his patented Big Bang Attack and sped through the air, cackling all the way home. As soon as Vegeta reached Bulma's house, he made a run for Capsule 4, Bulma's spaceship in the back yard, and launched it into space as soon as humanly possible.

"Vegeta, what's going on?!" Bulma shouted at the ascending spaceship as she rushed out the back door. "Where are you going with my space capsule? Don't you know Piccolo's gonna spill our secret?!" Bulma sighed and said to herself as she went back inside, "I hope Piccolo doesn't find out about this."