Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Vegeta's New Love ❯ little girls, big trouble pt 2 ( Chapter 5 )

I don't own DBZ so don't sue me....only thing I could give you is my first-born and a chocolate bar in exchange.

Vegeta walked up the stairs slowly going towards his bedroom that him and the onna shared for a long time. He kept most of her belongings packed away in the closet. He didn't want to see any of it go, but still didn't want to see it to remind him of her. He stopped in front of Angel's door listening to the silence coming from it. 'She sure is a quiet one. I wouldn't of known she was her until I felt her ki level.' He heard the soft footsteps on carpet then, the bathroom door closing and the water in the shower start. He gave a halfhearted grin and started for his bedroom again.

"Hey guys, you ready for operation insane saiyan?" Bra called from the kitchen. Pan and Marron came running in giggling like crazy.
"Are you crazy? I've been waiting all week long to do this. I'm going to love getting you Dad worked up!" Pan laughed pulling out stuff from her backpack.
"Are you two sure on this? He might blast us to the next dimension like he promised." Marron choked out in a fit of nervousness.
"Bah, Marron nothing will happen. He'll just get mad like always and lock himself in the gravity room all night and we'll have the run of the house until Trunks gets home." Bra said digging under the counter for something.
"Besides, if anything did happen...we'll just use the dragon balls and wish ya back!" Pan chirped. Marron sweatdroped of the idea.
"Come on we have to hurry guys before he comes back down here." Bra whispered carrying a huge pot out of the kitchen full of water.

Angel was washing her shoulder length baby blue hair, trying hard to get the tangles out of it. Her shoulder and hand still hurt badly, but she had no choice in the matter. She managed to rinse the shampoo out without getting any in her eyes and rinse her body clean before turning the hot water off and stepping out of the shower. A warm fluffy towel was laid on the sink.

"Hmmm, I know this wasn't here when I came in here. Bet one of the girls brought it in for me. They are pretty sweet." Angel said to the bathroom mirror studying her face. Her eyes were kind of puff from the crying earlier. Her stomach growled telling her she hadn't eaten since breakfast that morning and the only thing she had was a bagel and half of her coffee. Rubbing her stomach for a second thinking of how bad it was of her to starve herself and the baby like that. She wrapped the towel around her body and opened the door. On the bed was a stack of clothes neatly folded. A few t-shirts, some jeans and dress pants, two dress shirts and a nightgown and matching robe done in royal blue. She grinned at the generosity she was receiving here.

"Self reminder, tell the girls thank you when I find them." She picked up a t-shirt noticing the CC logo on the front when some panties and bras fell from between the folded fabric on the shirt. She blushed slightly forgetting that she needs those as well. 'They just thought of everything didn't they?' Angel dropped the towel and started her slow ritual of dressing.

In the darkness of the night a lone dark figure starred at Angel thru the window as she was dressing. Not lurking for very long he had seen enough and left the area before he was discovered peeping in on the girl. He took to the air heading towards the forests of the north away from Satan City.

Bra, Pan and Marron were finishing up the pranks for the evening when the pizza delivery guys showed up dropping off enough pizza to feed at least 2 armies for them. Vegeta was coming back down the stairs and heard the girls shuffling their feet into the kitchen, arms weighted down with the boxes of hot pizza. 'Guess I have Trunks to thank for this dinner.' Vegeta kicked the door closed on the delivery driver still waiting for a big tip for bringing all the food. He followed behind the girls to the table and grabbed 5 of the boxes off the top. All three of the girls put on their best grins when he looked at them.
"What are you brats up to?"
"What do you mean Daddy? We're going to eat, that's what we're up to." Bra said getting plates out of the cabinet for them all.
"I know that look from some where. Ah yes I remember now. It's the same look that your brother and Kakarott's second brat looked like before they destroyed half of the lab with a science experiment with a lab rat and some explosives." The girls all stared at him for a minute before laughing.
"My Daddy told me about that." Pan doubled over laughing.
"It's not funny brat, some one could have been hurt by them bakas playing around like that."
"You're right Vegeta, I'm sorry for laughing." Pan said getting a serious face and putting her head down.
"As you should be. Now eat!" Vegeta grabbed his pizzas and headed towards the living room with them leaving the girls to the kitchen. He didn't want to sit and listen to all their chitchat about boy bands and whatever else little girls talk about.

Angel made her way down the stairs taking in all that was surrounding her. 'This house is so beautiful and huge. I'm so jealous of them all.' Vegeta's gruff voice caught her attention when she got to the bottom of the stairs. He walked thru the kitchen door almost plowing her over in the process. Angel let out a small yelp as he caught her by surprise.
"Watch where you're going onna."
"I'm so sorry, I'm just trying to find my way around here." She said quietly barely above a whisper.
"Onna do you know how to speak up above a whisper?" She nodded to him with a slight blush creeping across her cheeks. 'Wow he's a good looking man, missing some manners. A diamond in the rough.' She thought while looking him over quickly before being caught staring.
"There is food in the kitchen, might I suggest you get some before you starve your brat and yourself to death." He scowled putting down his boxes on the table and picking up the remote to the TV. Looking for some carnage to watch. Angel stood in the same spot watching him, her brain telling her she should go, but her body not wanting to leave the spot.
"You going to stand there all night staring or do I have to make you move onna?" He stated coldly with out turning his head to look at her.
"I have a name and it's not onna sir. It's Angela, or Angel, hell I'd be happy with Miss Mitchell. But onna is getting kinda old pretty quick." Vegeta was shocked. She spoke at a normal level for the first time. 'Damn that sounded just like Bulma when I called her onna.' Vegeta grinned and gave a small chuckle.
"Alright onna I'll remember that." Angel just shook her head and walked to the kitchen door. She heard the giggles inside and smiled warmly. She heard the girls hushing each other as she came in.
"Oh it's just you. Thought you were my Daddy coming in to check on us." Bra said handing her pizza crust to Pan.
"Nope just me. Your Dad is watching TV in the next room refusing to call me by name." Angel rolled her eyes. This got a few giggles out of the three at the table.
"That's nothing new Angel. At least he didn't call you a screaming Harpy like he calls my Grandmother." Pan said of Chi-Chi.
"Is Vegeta always in a grumpy mood? Or is it because I'm here?"
"Pffft, he's always like that. Grandpa says it's because it's because he's a Prince of a dying race and he don't know how to deflate his ego."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Prince of a dying race? Ego?" Angel looked at them in confusion. Bra cleared her throat.
"Well, have a seat, me and Pan will try to explain as much as we can." Angel took a seat next to Marron and listened to what all the girls told her about the saiyan race, fights to save the earth, Vegeta's long time grudge against Goku. Angel was trying to absorb as much as she could from them all in amazement. Pan even showed Angel a small ki ball and balanced it perfectly on her finger.
"Unbelievable" Angel mumbled.
"Not unbelievable, it's totally normal to us." Marron said putting her plate in the sink. Bra got an evil grin all of a sudden and looked at the rest of them.
"It's time to start the festivities." Bra said getting up from the table. Pan rubbed her hands together getting excited and Marron fidgeted with her hem of her shirt.
"What are you talking about girls?"
"Oh, just keep my Daddy company and busy so he don't know what we're up to. We have some 'Things' to do." Bra chuckled a small evil laugh.
"I'll try." Angel winked at them and walked into the living room.

Vegeta was still flipping channels when Angel came back in to the living room and took a seat on the other end of the couch away from the grumpy saiyan. He looked up at her for a second before turning his gaze back to the television. She glanced over to him then to the kitchen door as the girls came out all snickering to themselves. Angel gave a yawn and turned back to watch the channels flip by.
"Daddy, can you get the extra sleeping bag out of the closet for me please?" Bra asked giving her famous puppy dog eyes to her Daddy.
"Why must you have that old thing?"
"Because Marron needs something to sleep in please. I can't have her sleeping on the cold floor in my room."
"Hmpft, fine." Vegeta put the remote down on the couch beside him and got up. Going to the closet near the stairs he opened it to retrieve the sleeping bag his princess had asked for.

*Crash, Crack, Boom* Half the closets contents fell straight onto of the unaware Prince. The girls giggled a little listening to Vegeta curse in his native tongue over the tidal wave of junk that hit him.
"Thanks Daddy. I love you." Bra hugged Vegeta around the waist and took off up the stairs with Marron and Pan close behind still giggling.
"If I didn't know better, I would have sworn those brats had that planned the whole time." Vegeta huffed coming back to the couch. Angel looked up with sleepy eyes and turned her gaze back from him.
"Onna, go get some sleep. If you fall asleep down here I'm just going to leave you there."
"I'm fine, I won't fall asleep here." She stifled a yawn quickly, but not quick enough for Vegeta not to notice.
"Daddy!!!!!" Bra screamed from upstairs. Vegeta rolled his eyes once again.
"What do you want Brat?"
"I can't get my bathroom door to open and I have to go." Vegeta grunted and soon left the couch again to break down Bra's bathroom door. Getting to the girls' room Vegeta saw Bra doing the 'I got to go bad' dance. He smirked and wiggled the door handle. Putting some weight into the door the frame broke sending the Prince into the bathroom against the sink in front of him. Then he felt it. Ice cold water showering down on top of his head from a cooking pot Bra had took earlier in the evening. The three girls gave a yelp and took off running from Bra's room in a hurry, going down the stairs flying past Angel and out the sliding glass door in the living room to the garden out back. Angel saw the flash of the girls running by followed by a soaked Vegeta with anger in his eyes. Angel gave out a loud laugh. It stopped Vegeta dead in his tracks. He turned to face her and gave her a death glare.

"Did you help those brats in this?" Angel put her hands out in front of her.
"Oh no, I didn't help them with nothing. I don't know anything." Angel declared to him. Vegeta notice the ugly cut on her left palm from that morning and the way she was holding that shoulder, it just flared his temper again at the thought of that weakling mate of hers.
'Damn her! Damn that little onna for reminding me. Dende, I'm still waiting for that answer from you' Vegeta turned on his heel and exited the house looking for the three refugees on the run.

Boy Veggie has his hands full... Who was that person spying on Angel from the bedroom window...will Veggie catch the three outlaws of pranks and blast them into the next dimension?