Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Two Years, Two Lovers, One Baby ❯ Cake.... ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Vegetachick98 
I dunno what this is about enjoy!
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.28.2005 | Updated On: 05.11.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 722 | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Work In Progress
I dunno what this is about enjoy!
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.28.2005 | Updated On: 05.11.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 722 | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Work In Progress
Chapter 1 Cake....
Bulma poked her head out the door and looked around. No sign of his royal pain in the butt. She quietly stepped out of the room and closed the door and silently crept down the hall. Quickly, she made her way down the stairs and into the kitchen. Looking around she opened the fridge to see the beautiful Chocolate cake her mom had made her. Bulma took it out and licked her lips, thanking Kami she had gotten to it before Vegeta. She cut herself a slice and sat down when she heard someone comming down the stairs. Bulma stopped eating and held her breath.
Need food... So hungry... Stupid Baka eathlings... Vegeta stummbled down the stairs and into the kitchen. I smell cake... CHOCOLATE. Vegeta smiled and walked right passed Bulma. Bulma stayed quiet and watched Vegeta open the fridge. Vegeta looked around in the fridge and shoved things aside and growled. Where is that cake? I smell it! Vegeta stopped and sniffed again this time he picked up another sent. The WOMAN!!! Vegeta turned around to see Bulma slumped down in the seat staring at Vegeta. "Woman where is the cake?" Bulma slumped farther in her seat hidding the cake under the table. He ate everything else in the house this is one thing he would not eat. "Woman I am asking you a question, now answer before I blow you and this weak planet of yours up!" Bulma smirked at him, "I ate it." Vegeta's face went blank, "The whole cake?" Bulma nodded and smiled, "Yup and may I say it was delicious. In all its deep, rich, chocolatie goodness. Vegetas mouth twiched and Bulma laughed. "WOMAN Make me another cake this instance!"
Bulma's smiled faded, "No!" Vegeta Frowned, "No? You dare say no to Prince Vegeta! If we were on my plantet we-" "But we are not on your planet, so make you own damn cake!" Vegetas eye twiched. "Listen you pathetic human, make me a cake in 20 minutes oh so help Kami I will blast this Planet into the next dimension!" Bulma laughed and brought the cake out from under the table. Vegeta's eyes widened and he dove for the cake. Bulma smiled and pulled it away cuasing the Sayin to slam into the wall. "Vegeta this is the cake my mom made for "ME" and you can have "ONE" piece..." Vegeta got up and made anothergrab for the cake. Bulma waved a finger in his face, "Uh uh uh...." Vegeta watched as he saw Bulma barely holding it out of reach.
Vegeta thought for a moment and smirked, "Okay woman, Can I have one peice of the cake. I promise I will only have one." Bulma smiled and slide the cake over, "Here you go Vegeta." She then continued to enjoy her cake. Vegeta's smirk grew even widder. He cut a small piece of cake and put the rest of it on his plate and left the small peice and smiled. Bulma had stopped eating and stared at him. She swallowed what she was eating and cleared her throat, "Vegeta, What are you doing?" Vegeta smiled and took a big bite out of the cake. "I'm eating my slice of cake."
Bulma's cheeks flamed and she dived at the prince trying to choke him to death. "YOU IDIOT!!!! WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM???" Vegeta laughed at her feeble attemped to kill him, "Woman stop I'm gonna cry, HAHAHAHA." Bulma stood up and swung her fist sideways catching Vegeta in the temple. Vegeta felt a sharp sting and heard Bulma scream. "AHHHH Vegeta I think my hand is broken!!!!" Vegeta growled and stood up and grabbed her by the shirt, "Listen Woman never, and I mean never hit me again!!!"
Bulma felt tears invaded her eyes as she craddled her throbing hand, "You are such a jerk!" She shoved her cake forward and silently walked up the stairs. Vegeta looked around and groaned. Great another meal ruined because of the pitiful woman! Vegeta pushed his plate forward and made his way to his Gravity machein. He had a few thoughs on his mind that he needed to work-off.
Bulma poked her head out the door and looked around. No sign of his royal pain in the butt. She quietly stepped out of the room and closed the door and silently crept down the hall. Quickly, she made her way down the stairs and into the kitchen. Looking around she opened the fridge to see the beautiful Chocolate cake her mom had made her. Bulma took it out and licked her lips, thanking Kami she had gotten to it before Vegeta. She cut herself a slice and sat down when she heard someone comming down the stairs. Bulma stopped eating and held her breath.
Need food... So hungry... Stupid Baka eathlings... Vegeta stummbled down the stairs and into the kitchen. I smell cake... CHOCOLATE. Vegeta smiled and walked right passed Bulma. Bulma stayed quiet and watched Vegeta open the fridge. Vegeta looked around in the fridge and shoved things aside and growled. Where is that cake? I smell it! Vegeta stopped and sniffed again this time he picked up another sent. The WOMAN!!! Vegeta turned around to see Bulma slumped down in the seat staring at Vegeta. "Woman where is the cake?" Bulma slumped farther in her seat hidding the cake under the table. He ate everything else in the house this is one thing he would not eat. "Woman I am asking you a question, now answer before I blow you and this weak planet of yours up!" Bulma smirked at him, "I ate it." Vegeta's face went blank, "The whole cake?" Bulma nodded and smiled, "Yup and may I say it was delicious. In all its deep, rich, chocolatie goodness. Vegetas mouth twiched and Bulma laughed. "WOMAN Make me another cake this instance!"
Bulma's smiled faded, "No!" Vegeta Frowned, "No? You dare say no to Prince Vegeta! If we were on my plantet we-" "But we are not on your planet, so make you own damn cake!" Vegetas eye twiched. "Listen you pathetic human, make me a cake in 20 minutes oh so help Kami I will blast this Planet into the next dimension!" Bulma laughed and brought the cake out from under the table. Vegeta's eyes widened and he dove for the cake. Bulma smiled and pulled it away cuasing the Sayin to slam into the wall. "Vegeta this is the cake my mom made for "ME" and you can have "ONE" piece..." Vegeta got up and made anothergrab for the cake. Bulma waved a finger in his face, "Uh uh uh...." Vegeta watched as he saw Bulma barely holding it out of reach.
Vegeta thought for a moment and smirked, "Okay woman, Can I have one peice of the cake. I promise I will only have one." Bulma smiled and slide the cake over, "Here you go Vegeta." She then continued to enjoy her cake. Vegeta's smirk grew even widder. He cut a small piece of cake and put the rest of it on his plate and left the small peice and smiled. Bulma had stopped eating and stared at him. She swallowed what she was eating and cleared her throat, "Vegeta, What are you doing?" Vegeta smiled and took a big bite out of the cake. "I'm eating my slice of cake."
Bulma's cheeks flamed and she dived at the prince trying to choke him to death. "YOU IDIOT!!!! WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM???" Vegeta laughed at her feeble attemped to kill him, "Woman stop I'm gonna cry, HAHAHAHA." Bulma stood up and swung her fist sideways catching Vegeta in the temple. Vegeta felt a sharp sting and heard Bulma scream. "AHHHH Vegeta I think my hand is broken!!!!" Vegeta growled and stood up and grabbed her by the shirt, "Listen Woman never, and I mean never hit me again!!!"
Bulma felt tears invaded her eyes as she craddled her throbing hand, "You are such a jerk!" She shoved her cake forward and silently walked up the stairs. Vegeta looked around and groaned. Great another meal ruined because of the pitiful woman! Vegeta pushed his plate forward and made his way to his Gravity machein. He had a few thoughs on his mind that he needed to work-off.