Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Their Union ❯ Chapter 3

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"Ah!" yelled Vegeta as he rose from his bed un-noticingly knocking over Bulma and the tray of food. Never in his life had he experienced something so horrible as having his own father puncture his heart with the dagger of Algernon (although it is just a dream. the legend of the dagger of algernon will be told in a later chapter)

"Oomph!" yelped Bulma as the tray of soup landed on her.

Looking over the edge of his bed, Vegeta saw Bulma sitting on her lap with a tray of food all over her. `Hmm. She even brought spaghetti.' Thought Vegeta as he noticed the noodles on her head.

"Arghhh! This is a new outfit!" she said trying to stand but slipping in the puddle of soup below her.

Vegeta began to laugh.

"Shut up! This is not funny" she whined as if she were a little kid. (She was good at it)

"Oh shut up onna. Your father can buy you a new one."

Seemingly accepting his response, Bulma rose up to go fetch the maid. As soon as she shut his door behind him, she heard him burst into a fit of evil laughter.

The maid walked in the room about five minutes later to clean the mess. The truth was, she was scared to death of the lethal saiyin. She cleaned up the mess quickly and was done within three minutes.

About ten minutes later Bulma returned with a brand new tray of food. She sat down on the bed to feed him when he suddenly said, "I can feed myself now."

She seemed to sit a ponder for a moment before saying, "Even if you can, you really should try to give them a break. You've been killing of our birds for birds all morning (it was now noon). Your arms need a rest."

"I don't care. I'm not a baby or some weakling human. I can handle myself."

"Fine."

She placed the tray on his lap and turned to exit the room. She had opened the door when she suddenly closed it and went to sit on his bed. Noticing that she hadn't left, he swallowed the enormous amount of soup in his mouth and turned to face her.

"What do you want women? I told you to leave. You know perfectly well where the exit is. Use it."

"I was just wondering, what was your dream about. I was watching you and it seemed like something was bothering you although you barely showed it."

"I am not afraid of anything onna."

"Okay. But you still didn't answer my question."

"I don't have to. Nor do I want to."

"Alright." She said. ` He'll come when he's ready.'

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Later that night, as Bulma was sleeping

(Her dream)

"Umm… Vegeta. What are you doing with that knife?" she asked seeing him advance slowly towards her.

"I am not Vegeta." Said a husky voice.

"Then who are you?"

"I am his father."

"O-o-okay. Then umm…K-king…what are you doing with that kn-kn-knife?" she asked fearfully backing up.

"This knife?"

"Um-hm.." She was now on a cliff with no where to run. She was trapped.

"This knife is to…" (slash) "Kill you with."

(After death)

`What? Where am I? Vegeta where are you? Vegeta help me! Vegeta…!'

(end of dream)

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"Ah!" shouted Bulma waking up in a cold sweat.

` What's up with all my nightmares?' She had been having them straight for the past 5 weeks and it didn't look like they were going to stop anytime soon.

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I'm not sure where to go from here so…