Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Their Assignment ❯ Chapter 12

Vegeta slammed the plate on the counter. Damn her! He didn't even look up when he felt Goku wander into the kitchen. He yanked out a drawer, nearly spilling the contents onto the floor and grabbed a knife. He slammed the drawer home and twisted the lid off of the mayonnaise jar with a vicious jerk.

"Um, Vegeta? I can see you're really pissed right now but there's something I need to tell you."

"Not now Kakarott. How dare she?!" he seethed.

"If you're referring to Bulma, that's what I need to tell you about," Goku stated patiently waiting for it to get through and register. He saw that it had when Vegeta suddenly straightened up and carefully turned to him to ask in a very slow, very precise voice, "And what do you know about Bulma?"

"Well I know what Chichi told me today. So you wanna hear or do you want me to come back when you're in a better mood?"

"Talk, or I will blast your ass to kingdom come." Vegeta slapped Goku's reaching hand before it came near the plate. Goku rubbed the back of his hand and gave Vegeta a hurt look, making him growl.

"That's not very far from what Chichi says. Now let me see… Ok Chi said Bulma said that the dreams were a direct result of our all awakening and coming into our powers. She said the dreaming place was neutral territory for meetings between conflicting sides, but because of a quirk in its design we can control what happens there, but that they could remember what happens there since we're demons and they're angels. And Bulma also told her that we tend to function on a more physical level and operate on instinct, while they tend to take to a more emotional plane and rely more on their minds. But the real thing is that Bulma-"

"We're demons and they're angels? Don't give me this shit Kakarott, I'm about to eat." Although you have been having weird thoughts, distancing yourself from humanity in your own mind, and what about today? Bulma didn't seem very surprised that you could do something like that while you were running purely on instinct. The traitor thought surfaced, before he squelched it.

"I'm just telling you what Chichi said, Vegeta. I believe her. Besides, we never told them about the dreams. Chichi was willing to break up with me because she thinks she's going to have to fight me once my powers fully awaken and that I'm going to help you destroy the world. If what she says is true we were all sent to Earth to further the goals of our respective rulers. But she also told me that-"

Vegeta had been looking at him, but now he broke in sighing. "All right. Let's entertain the notion for a second that she's right, that we're demons and they're angels. Why on Earth would I be the one to destroy the Earth, beyond the obvious that this is what demons try to do?"

"Well she says that it would mainly be you destroying the world because you're the prince of Hell. Which is why it's important for you to know that-"

"I see. Well if I'm the prince of Hell, what does that make Bulma?" he asked sarcastically. He didn't even care about his cousin's obvious frustration.

"That's what I was trying to tell you Vegeta! She's the Grand Kai's daughter."

"WHAT?!" Before Goku could figure out how to respond they heard the doorbell ring. They looked at each other before they went to investigate, a silent agreement to get back to the subject at hand as soon as possible. They heard their butler, Willard exclaiming at the site that greeted him at the doorway.

They shared another look before they stepped into the hallway together, just in time to hear Willard say, "Welcome home Master Radditz!"

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What do you thin-HEY! Put that down before you hurt someone! Namely me! Eeep! ::Mistress runs from angry readers:: All right, let me explain. Groundwork, people! I'm going to post more later today. So don't worry! Or get too violent towards my person. I know, tossing in a teaser chapter is probably cruel and unusual and I'll no doubt get points deducted toward the afterlife but damn! Two twists revealed in a little more than a page… heh, heh.

In the meantime- when I am empty please dispose of me properly. Wait! No, I mean review! Review! But be nice, I think you'll like what's coming up!

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