Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ High School...Dbz Style ❯ The Dream Machiene ( Chapter 22 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Disclaimer: Dbz Dbz Dbz does not belong to me to me to me.....so yeah.

*Coughs*

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~*~

Bulma woke up late that afternoon. She had slept late since she had stayed up all the other night and not gone to bed
till about dawn. It felt odd waking up that late in the day, and she hoped as she crawled out of bed and headed for
her bathroom she would soon get onto a regular sleeping habit. She soon was climbing down the stairs, dressed, hair
combed, and teeth brushed. Her stomach growled pleadingly.

She walked through the living room, looking around for her folks. She found her mother in the kitchen, washing dishes
and loading them in the dish washer. "Mom...?" Bulma asked, holding her stomach. Her mother looked at her.

"Yes?"

"Did you and dad eat lunch already?"

"Sorry dear, but we did. We left you some though. My, my, it is 2:50 dear! Why are you sleeping in so late?"

"I just couldn't sleep and finally did fall asleep around dawn." Bulma lied. She had forgot to tell her parents
about the little vacation they were supposed to have. But it got pretty screwed up anyways, so it didn't really matter
any more.

Soon she was sitting at the modern table in the dining room, eating a left over tuna fish sandwich.
It was extremely cold, but it was better than nothing. She downed her milk and decided she wanted to go watch TV for a bit.
Just as she threw away her paper plate and rinsed out her glass she was heading for the living room when her mother called
her. She found her in her mother's bedroom, a book propped up on her stomach as she lay in bed, her reading glasses on the
bridge of her nose.

"What is it mom?" Bulma asked, anxious to leave her parent's smelly bedroom.
"Your father told me to tell you he had a surprise waiting for you. He wants you to go to the lab." Her mother replied.

"Cool!" Bulma exclaimed. Her dad being an ecelent inventor, the 'suprises' she got were always really cool gadgets.
"I'll go out and see him now."

"Mmm hmm..." Her mother murmured, lost in her book.

Bulma walked out of the house and into the backyard. See, Capsule Corporation is made of three main buildings.
The home of the owners, the Briefs, the actual corporation, and her fathers laboratory, where he created
new things before showing the others at C.C. how to make it and sale it on the market. It was no wonder the
Briefs were so rich, they came up with so many cool doo-hickeys! {lol}

Anyways, Bulma walked the short way from the house to the lab, which was a considerably small walk. Soon she was pushing
the button next to the door that made it slide into the wall, opening it. She walked past all the uncompleted inventions and
doo-dads. She looked around at all the large projects her father had started on, they really were quite amazing.
There was a machine where...oh well, you don't really care. Lets just get on to the point of this whole chapter.

Bulma finally arrived at the large room where her father was most of the time, working on the latest things. She let herself in and
saw her dad sitting on a stool, using a wrench to tighten a bolt on a machine. The small black cat perched atop his shoulder
meowed, signaling Bulma's arrival. Mr. Briefs looked up at his daughter. A smile spread across his face and he stood up,
setting what ever it was he was working on aside.

"I was wondering when you would wake up." He smiled at her, "I thought you might have died."

Bulma returned the smile, "Well I'm alive and well dad."

"Well, well, that is good news." He cleared his throat, "Anyways, let us get down to uh-hem, what you came for."

"My suprise?" Bulma asked, a big grin on her face.

"Yes yes," Mr. Briefs replied, turning his back to his blue-haired daughter. He crouched down and picked up a big box.
He put it on the nearest table, and put it on its side. He then opened the lid and pulled the box away, leaving it's contents
on the table. Bulma looked at the machine, which looked like a TV with a VCR built into the side, a CD player on the top,
and there was a small black plastic box connected to the back. Bulma blinked and opened it. She pulled out three wires
with odd suction cups on the end. She had no clue what this thing did, she only had a clue that it monitored someone's
something, telling by the suction cups on the ends on those wires. She looked to ehr father, waiting for an explanation.

"This is my latest invention," He began professionally, as if he was announcing it to a big buyer, "I call it the Dream Machine.
Why a dream machine? Well as you can tell, it has something to do with dreams. This machine is hooked up to a living thing,
even a plant or animal, and by reflecting the thoughts in sleep into light into the wires and onto tape and screen, records and
shows a person's or thing's dream. You simply take the suction cup like devices and stick all of them on your forehead,
the easiest place to get through to thoughts."

"Wow!" Bulma exclaimed, "Cool! I can't wait to try it out!" She began trying to haul the heavy thing back into it's box but
stopped. She pulled out a dino cap and pushed the button, threw it at the Dream machine, and in a puff of smoke the dream
machine was no longer there, only the dino cap laid in it's place. She picked up the dino cap, threw it up in a spin, caught it,
and turned for the door.

"That's my smart girl." Mr. Briefs beamed. He was going to suggest to use a dino cap for easier travel use, but she had thought
of it before he could get a word out. Her pet the cat on his shoulder. "She's a smart girl, isn't that right kitty?"

The cat meowed.

"Yep, you agree. She's going to be just like me." He grinned and stood to his full height proudly, which wasn't very tall.

~*~ That night ~*~

Bulma got out of the shower around 9:15 and was in the bathroom drying her hair. A bit later she emerged in a towel and went
into her closet to change. She came out of it in a pink silky night gown and sat on the bed. She looked at her bed side table
to see the dino cap containing the Dream Machine. She picked it up, pressed the button on the top of the small device,
and tossed it next to her bed. In a puff of smoke the machine appeared. Bulma stood up and then crouched down next to it.
She found a blank black video tape already in the VCR part of the gadget. She took the wires from the box and stuck the
three suction cups right in a row on her forehead.

She laid down and pulled the covers up around her, hoping she would have a good dream to watch in the morning. 'Hey...' she thought, smiling,
'I am so going to record all my friends dreams. Crap...I don't think they will be all that willing...' A devilish smile came across her lips
as she thought, 'I'll just have to record their dreams without them knowing...then I'll invite them all over for a 'movie' and I'll tell
them right before we watch it! Ooo This is going to be great!' She turned on her side, her hand under her pillow, and soon was drifting off
into a content, warm sleep...

~*~

Bulma found her self laying in a field of flowers. She sat up, looking around in awe at the beauty of the scene. There were all
types of flowers in every different color, all blowing and waving like water in the wind's gentle breeze. The breeze reached her,
filling her nostrils with the most wonderful smell. It smelled like honey and roses, not an overpowering smell that gives you
a head ache but a sweet smell that lingered in the air. She looked down at herself to see she was wearing a red full length
dress. It really was sort of old fashioned, but it had an elegance in the lacing that went from the waist to the neck that made it stylish.

She stood up from her bed of soft flowers and let the wind blow freely through her hair. She felt a rush of excitement and
energy flow through her and she began running throw the flowers to the middle of the field. She soon found herself running
through waist high sunflowers, and soon they were over her head as she ran, her dress trailing behind her bare feet. Soon
she burst from the sunflowers and found herself in a clearing. It had little flowers everywhere and a full length mirror with
a gold exquisit design on the frame. There was also a tall dresser that was pure white. She walked over to it and opened
the two doors that were on both sides of the front of the dresser.

Inside the sunlight flooded in to reveal many different dresses. All of them were different styles and colors and a dress the
whitest of white caught her eye. She pulled it off the hanger and held it up to herself, admiring herself in the mirror.
It was velvet and sparkled in the sunlight. She tried it on and had to admit to herself she looked wonderful. She was sitting in
the new dress, picking the tiny flowers from the ground and weaving them into a crown of little different colored flowers a
s she heard a rustle from behind her. She put the crown on, trying to ignore the sound, and studied herself in the mirror.

She smiled. Suddenly she felt someone's eyes on her and she turned around quickly to see Vegeta, arms crossed and a light
smirk on his face. He was wearing this white suit, a dark red cape over his shoulders. He opened his arms invitingly, his smirk
turning into a caring, considerate smile on his lips. She smiled, her eyes sparkling, and began to run torwards him.
Her foot became caught in her first dress, the red one, and she fell forward.

Vegeta caught her and pulled her closer to him in an embrace. Her chin rested on his shoulder as she clung to him lovingly.
She then looked up, her nose and lips brushing his neck and chin, then thier lips met. They kissed passionatly for a little while
and pulled away gently. She took his hand, smiling and led him to where she had been sitting, weaving her crown of flowers.
She started another one, his eyes not leaving her hands as he watched at how quickly and skillfully she wove the flowers'
stems together. She finished and placed it around Vegeta's neck. She smiled at him and he just smirked.

He pushed her playfully and she smirked back, pushing him full force so he fell onto his back. She got up and, one hand holding
her long skirt from her knees, ran laughing through the flowers. Vegeta got up and, smirking followed her at a slow pace.
She looked over her shoulder to see if he was gaining on her, but he was no where in sight. She suddenly ran into someone and
was falling backward when a strong hand caught her wrist.

"Vegeta!" She exclaimed surprised, as he pulled her back onto her feet.

"Bulma!" He mocked her and dodged her play slap.

She laughed and threw her arms around his neck, hugging him, and he lifted her from her feet and held her sort of like a baby.
He took off into the sky, the flowers under him stirring as he took off. Bulma gasped as she looked down at the beutiful
scene. The flowers went as far as the eye could see, and as the wind rustled them it was like watching a wave of color.

After a little while Bulma realized something wasn't right. Vegeta's hands were clutching her tightly, and it was starting
to hurt. She looked at his eyes and held back a gasp as she saw a cruel glint in them. He was smirking devilishly at her,
and his eyes were almost red looking. He held onto her waist and stopped flying. He then held her out his arms
length, as if he was about to drop her.
She clung onto his wrists as his hands released around her waist, but he did no effort to try and catch her again and she
soon lost her grip and plummeted toward the ground. All she could hear was the wind whistling in her ears and Vegeta's
cruel merciless laugh. She looked back up at him and saw him, marron in his arms, his hand around her waist. She began
laughing with him as they watched her fall closer and closer to earth. She called his name pleadingly, tears steaming
down her cheeks.

She hit the ground, her shoulder first, and a sickening crack was heard...Then everything was black. There was no
sound, no color, no anything. Just pure blackness. Then a voice, Vegeta's voice, laughed.
The laugh was cruel and uncaring and it echoed in the darkness like it would in a cold damp cave.
Bulma could hear nothing but that cruel evil laugh...

~*~

Bulma woke up in pitch blackness and found her pillow to be wet with tears. Hating the darkness around her,
for it was just like her dream, she snapped on her bed side table lamp and welcomed the color and things that came
into view in the light. She touched her cheek. It was wet with tears and she quickly wiped them away, telling
herself in her mind it had only been a dream. She took in a shaky breath and then pulled off the suction cups
that were on her forehead. She looked at the clock. 1:00 AM. She decided she wouldn't be getting any more sleep
that night. She got out of bed and went to her bathroom.

As she splashed cold water on her face shew thought she might as well start getting her friend's dreams.
She was anxious to call them all over and watch the tape. Although she didn't want to see the last part
of her dream, she would watch it. She was wondering what Vegeta's reaction would be. She dried her
face with a towel and decided it would only be fair to her friends if she did not to watch the dreams
until everyone was watching.

She quickly changed out of her night gown. The last thing she wanted was for one of the guys to wake up
as she was recording their dream and see her standing there in the silky thing. She changed into all black.
Black pants, black shirt, black shoes, black gloves, and black face mask. She pulled it off after a moment of consideration.
She didn't want any cops to see her and think she was some robber. No, the black suit was stealthy enough.
She put the dream machine back in it's dino cap and walked downstairs, car keys pressed to her side so
they wouldn't make any noise as she walked.

Bulma was soon driving to Vegeta's house, dino cap in pocket. She arrived minutes later and was glad to find the
back door unlocked. She left it open as she entered, so she wouldn't have to make any extra noise re-opening it.
She soon was looking down at Vegeta. He was laying on his back, no shirt on, his covers to his waist and his
arms on top of the covers. Bulma admired how fine he looked and forced back a giggle. 'He's probably only in
his boxers.' She thought, 'Hmm...lets see what they have on them.' {Ooo Bulma you dog!} She lifted the blanket
from his waist a bit to get a peek at his underwear. They were black with little gold crowns all over them.

She ran into the bathroom to relieve herself of her giggles. She returned a minute later and was soon
carefully placing the suction cups in place. She watched the screen in awe as it swirled from blackness
to a colored picture. She turned away, rememebering her promise to herself not to watch the dreams
before all of them could. So, she sat, back to the screen, watching Vegeta murmer unaudible things as he slept...

~*~

Vegeta sat at a humongous throne, his hands on the arm rests.
He was royally outfitted in a dark blue suit with no buttons or zippers, a golden crown placed on his head,
it fit just around his hair perfectly, and a large dark red cape draped around his shoulders.
He nodded to a servant in front of him that had just told him the people of Vegetasi were happy with
his way of rule.

He smirked as the servant opened the door and standing there was his wife, wearing a matching
outfit of his, except of course made for a woman. She had a silver crown that was fit into her hair,
which now rested on her shoulders in blue curls. The servant bowed and stepped aside, making room
for her to enter. She smiled and curtsied to him oddly and he walked away, blushing.

"Bulma," Vegeta smirked, "you are the queen of Vegetasei, not a maid that curtsies to servants."
Bulma blushed as she walked in, closing the door behind her, "Well I didn't know what to do, I'm new
at this."

"No kidding." Vegeta muttered, loud enough for her to hear.

She smirked back as she sat next to him in a throne much like his, just a bit smaller. Vegeta stood and floated
over to the door, taking a key from his sleeve and locking the door. He turned to her, his cape floating behind
him. He had a devilish smirk on his face and pulled off the cape, throwing it carelessly on the floor. Bulma smiled
and took off hers as well.

"Did you wear your swim suit?" Vegeta asked, starting to pull off his shirt. {Take it off! LOL, jk}

"Yes, I thought we might get in the spa." Bulma replied, standing and looking at the large spa in the corner
of the room. "Weird place for it though."

"Well that's where my parents wanted it when they were the rulers." Vegeta said, taking off his pants to reveal his swimming
trunks.

As he turned to his wife she was already wearing her blue bikini and walking to the spa. He appeared in it smirking,
arms crossed as he sat on the spa's seat. "Beat you."

Bulma furrowed her eyebrows, smiling as she sat next to him in the bubbling water, "Well you cheated. I can't do that."

He flicked her nose gently, "That's because your weak."

"Oh, and who obeys my every command?" Bulma retorted.

"The servants." Vegeta replied smoothly.

"You." She said, pretending she didn't hear his answer.

"I don't obey your every command!" He argued.

"You do so." She said, crossing her arms.

"I only obey SOME."

"Most."
"Some!"

"Most!"

"Some!"
< br> "Vegeta, give me a back rub."

"Alright." He sat her on his lap and put his hands on her shoulders.

"Ha!" Bulma laughed, "See!?"

"See what?!" he asked, rubbing her back and shoulders.

"You just obeyed my command!"

There was a knock at the door. Vegeta sighed and lifted his hand, the key near his clothes lifting as well.
As he moved his hand the key flew into the lock and turned as he twisted his wrist. "Come in." He called.
It was Goku, who was in command of a lot of the things that went around in the palace of Vegetasei.

"Sire, My Lady." Goku curtsied.

The two sitting in the spa sweat dropped.

"Yes Kakorrot?" Vegeta asked, wondering why he was there.

"I was just wondering what you were up to." Goku said, smiling at his friends. They had been friends since high school, but
Vegeta still had a bit of a grudge on him.

"I have a question for you." Bulma smiled at Goku.

"Shoot."

"Tell me, is it true that Vegeta obeys most of my commands?"

"Woman!" Vegeta growled, "Do you want me to untie your swim suit top!? I'm right behind you and I can and will!"

"Vegeta!" Bulma blushed, trying to reach behind her and hold the ties of her suit protectively.
"Well I already saw them once..." Goku said absentmindedly, reminiscing when in high school Bulma had flashed all the guys
on a dare.

"AND YOUR SAYING YOU WANT TO SEE AGAIN!?" Vegeta growled the yell angrily.

Goku waved his hands in front of him, "No, no! I was just saying that!"

"Good..." Vegeta growled. He didn't want any one hitting on his wife, especially 'Kakorrot.' "You have your own wife,
go look at her-"

"VEGETA!!!" Bulma yelled, turning around fiercely. "You have no respect for women sometimes!!"

Vegeta mumbled an apology, looking down. Goku forced back a chuckle and satisfied himself by mumbling, "Dog."

"Well I must be going..." Goku said, turning to the door, "Sorry for the interruption."

"He better be." Vegeta said, taking Bulma in his arms as the door closed. Bulma put her arms around him and he leaned down
until their lips met. They started making out and Vegeta was leaning forward so much that he accidentally pushed Bulma
under water. They pulled apart, Bulma surfacing quickly. She coughed out some water. "Vegeta!"

"Oops. Sorry." He held her again and they sat contently in the warmth of the water. Vegeta turned his head, his lips
brushing her ear as he said, "I love you."

The door suddenly burst open and there stood Yamcha, very muscular and he needed a shave. "Bulma my love!" He said,
reaching his hand toward her.

Vegeta growled but then stopped and looked in shock at his wife who stood up and replied, her eyes sparkling. "Yamcha!
You returned to me!"

She stumbled out of the spa and ran to him and they kissed, Yamcha spinning Bulma around as they did so. They pulled apart
as Vegeta stuttered in surprise but couldn't make the words form on his tongue. Then, to Vegeta's horror, he saw a saiyan
tail uncurl from around Yamcha's waist.

"I shall now be the king of all Saiyans!" Yamcha smirked, reaching his hand out toward Vegeta. The crown slipped from his
head and flew to Yamcha and rested on his head.

"NO!!!" Vegeta squeaked. Vegeta grasped his throat, his voice was high and it was hard to breath. He caught himself pulling
out an entailed and taking it. He found himself pushing up large rimmed glasses up higher on the bridge of his nose
with his pointer finger. He looked at his hands. They were thin and wiry, so were his legs and arms and all of his body.

He was suddenly in a black room, the only other thing in it a broken mirror hanging on the wall. He screamed as he looked at
his reflection. "I...I look like some type of dorky teenager!" he said in disbelief, his voice oddly higher than usual.

He suddenly heard a noise. It was a melody of a song being hummed. He turned in the direction of where the sound was coming
from and saw a little girls walking past. She stopped and looked up at him with those big innocent eyes, her blonde pig tails
bouncing a bit. Suddenly her eyes went into slits and she flew at the now thin and weak Vegeta, kicking him painfully in the ribs.

"Dork!" She yelled in a deep man's voice, punching his face again and again as she held him in a head lock.

His glasses broke and fell to the floor. He couldn't see well. Everything was blurry. Well all that there was to see, such as the
little girl
and himself. Suddenly the little girls jumped up and kicked him to the ground. She came down hard with her elbow, hitting his
stomach and yelling in that deep masculine voice, "BODY SLAM!"

Then everything was pure black...the only sound was him, gasping for air...

~*~

Vegeta sat straight up in bed, sweating heavily. At the moment Vegeta had shown signs of waking up she had dove under the
bed, pulling the dream machine and it's wires with her. Now she sat, not daring to breathe, as Vegeta took in deep breaths.
He sounded like he had just been beat up or something. He laid back down mumbling, "Just a dream..." and after a few
minutes Bulma heard the sound of slow steady breathing. She got out from under the bed, the dream machine now in it's
dino cap. She looked at him. He was now laying on his side, his back to her.

She blinked as she left his house, wondering what had happened in his dream. As she drove to Piccolo's pad she smiled and thought out loud,
"I suppose we will have to find out tomorrow."

She parked a few minutes later in front of Piccolo's house and was soon testing the doors to find out if they were locked. Do
her dismay, both doors, front and back, were locked. She cursed under her breath. All the windows were to high to reach from
the ground and she had nothing to boost herself up with. There were no trees, no trash cans, no nothing. She sighed, trying
to rack her brain for any way she might remember how to get in.

Suddenly, it struck her. The small windows she had seen while in the basement! The tops of them were at the ceiling and she
had seen grass on the outside of them. They were rectangular in shape, and the kind of windows that are connected to the
frame at the top and are pushed or pulled open. It depended where you were. Outside, you pushed, inside, you pulled on
a little handle. She praised herself for remembering as she circled the premises, looking where the grass met the walls of the
house for a window.

She found it near the back door. She decided to try and slip in feet first. So, after pushing the window open with her feet, she
laid on her stomach and slipped herself in. Well, some of herself. She had gotten in to her waist when she got stuck.
She growled in frustration as she tried to pull herself out of the window. She couldn't budge, not that way. "Great," She said
out loud, "That's just what I want. Piccolo to come down in his basement and see his friend's girlfriend's butt hanging in his
window." She shook her head, she defiantly didn't want that to happen. Piccolo would probably
call Goku over and he would take pictures or something.

Grunting desperately, she pushed herself into the window more. Finally she fell in and landed on the couch. "Good thing this was
here..." she whispered, getting up and finding the door to the stairs in the blackness. She walked up the stairs quietly, and soon
was in Piccolo's bedroom, hooking him up. She was glad he didn't wake up. Bulma was almost sure he was going to when he
grunted something as she stuck the last suction cup in place on his forehead.

~*~

Piccolo ran his pick over his guitar's strings one last time in the blink of an eye. As the sound of it faded from the loud speakers
all around the HUGE auditorium the fans cheered and called for more. He threw his hands into the air, both having the two
middle fingers pressed to his palms and his thumb on top of them. {You know what I mean, right?} The crowd roared
with applause and yelled his name. He smirked and walked off stage, have finishing another sale out concert.

After his manager told him what a great job he had done and when he'd get paid Piccolo found the stairs and climbed them
until he reached the roof. He went outside onto the roof, looking up at the star-filled sky. He smiled as he heard a woman's
voice singing softly into the night. He peeked out from behind some big air conditioning unit to see a young woman with
bright green hair flowing onto her back and shoulders turned away from him. He could here her singing softly and could
tell by the way her head was tilted she was looking up into the night sky.

He walked up behind her with out her noticing and put his arms around her waist, resting his chin on her shoulder and
whispering her name, "Karina..." She turned to him, not slipping or breaking out of his embrace and threw her hands
around he's neck, hugging him. He kissed her passionately. They pulled away from each other slowly after a while.
Piccolo rested his forehead against hers, staring into her eyes.

"It's been so long..." Karina whispered, her eyes sparkling.

"Months..." Piccolo agreed.

"I missed you." Karina hugged him, he hugged back.

"You got out your latest CD I heard." He said.

"Yeah, it's a hit. So is yours, and the one you did with Vegeta and Goku." Besides of making CD's by himself he was in the
band with Goku and Vegeta, The Xtra TerrestrialZ, the band they had all started in high school.

"Yeah, but Goku took a break and I haven't seen him as long as I have you."

"Um...yeah..." Karina looked away. Piccolo blinked.

"Karina..." Piccolo said dramatically, "Is there something you...haven't been telling me?"

"No." Karina said, turning away and breaking out of his embrace.

"Come then!" Piccolo said, turning to the side of the building, hands on his waist and a foot up on the side.
He looked like a super hero or something.

"To your get away?" Karina asked, her hands on her collar bone and her eyes sparkling.

"Yes!" Piccolo replied. Soon Karina, in his arms, Piccolo was flying through the sky torwards the forest.
He landed in the clump of the thickest trees, where a small log cabin was hidden. He unlocked the door and the two entered.

It was finely furnished with modern chairs and such and there was a spa in the corner of the room. {What's with me and spas?}
There was a small kitchen in the same room and a door near the spa. It was the bathroom.
Piccolo took off his shirt. "Care to spa?"

"Sure." Karina smiled, "Let me change." She pulled her swim suit out of her pocket and ran into the bathroom.

A few minutes later Piccolo looked from the spa as Karina came out from the bathroom in a black bikini. He wolf whistled and
she giggled. She sat next to him, resting head resting on his shoulder. He put his hand on her lower back, tucking the top of her
head under his chin. Piccolo "un-tucked" her head from his chin and put his finger under his chin and lifted her head so she
looked at him. He kissed her forehead, then the bridge of her nose, then her lips. He kissed her neck and then looked into
her eyes. She fluttered her eyelashes.

"I love you." He whispered, smiling.

Suddenly the front door, which was the only door besides the one that went into the bathroom, burst open. Goku stepped in.
One thing Piccolo noticed first was that Goku really needed a shave. On the top of his lip and all over his chin and around
his lips was brown and sorta hairy looking. {Lol}The next thing was he only had his boxers on, which had little hearts all over
them.

"Karina!" Goku said, opening his arms.

"Goku! My love!" Karina responded, standing up.

"Your wha-" Piccolo didn't get to finish his sentence because Karina used his head to boost herself out of the spa, pushing his
head under water. When he came back up, gasping for air, he saw Karina run to Goku and kiss him. Goku kissed back,
his hands on her back.

"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
Piccolo yelled in horror.

"Sorry Piccolo," Karina said, jumping into Goku's arms, "but you so ignored me when you went on your tour to Europe and I
decided to find someone else."

"B-b-but-" Piccolo stuttered.

"But nothing, Goku's my true love."

"Heh heh, sorry Piccolo." Goku smiled.

"But, what about Chi-Chi!?" Piccolo asked.
"Oh, her, well I'm cheating on her right now."

Piccolo fainted and all that he could see was blackness...

~*~

Bulma blinked at the sleeping Piccolo. She had only heard him whisper no for the longest time, drawing out the O. She guessed
the dream was over and loaded up her dream machine in it's dino cap. She decided to let herself out the front door instead of
trying to climb up and squeeze through the window in the basement. She sweat dropped thinking, 'I might get stuck again and
not be able to get un-stuck.' She walked down the front lawn, looking at her wrist watch. 4:05 A.M.

She had probably about 3 hours to record three dreams before going home and to get a little more sleep. Then that afternoon
or evening she planned to call them all up and invite them over. Then she would explain the dream machine what she did.
She giggled, thinking about the expressions that the boys might make at hearing she had sneaked into their house without them
noticing.

Soon she was at Goku's and found the front door unlocked. She sweat dropped as she walked in, thinking sarcastically,
'Wonderful security Goku...' She pushed open his bedroom door and had to cover mouth to stop herself from having a
giggling attack.

Goku was sleeping on his stomach, his head turned towards her and his thumb in his mouth. His knees were propping up his
behind in the air, the covers covering his knees down. He was only wearing his boxers, which were black with little pink hearts
all over. He looked so innocent and cute yet, stupid and weird. Bulma kept her laughs to herself as she stuck the suction cups
onto his forehead.

~*~

Goku chopped down a large tree with his big blade. He reached the hand back with the blade in it and stuck it in it's holder on
his back. He was wearing orange cargo shorts with camouflage print and a matching vest but no under shirt. He pushed some
bush leaves out of his way and looked down onto the beautiful valley. There was a waterfall that flowed into a large river that
trailed along the bottom of the cliff he was on top of. Everything was green and lush.

He smiled and pulled off his vest, a daring look in his eyes. He spread his arms out at his sides and jumped off the cliff. Then,
falling head first, got in the position to dive. He fell headfirst onto the ground. {-_-;} Goku blinked before jumping up to his feet,
holding his head, and running around in circles, crying in pain.

He stopped after a while, rubbing the large red bump on the top of his head. He sniffled and looked around. He thought he had
heard a bush rustle. Suddenly a black haired female jumped from behind a tree and caught his hands, forcing them behind his
back as she tied them together with some kind of vine. As hard as he tried he, surprisingly, couldn't break the odd plant.

The female came up in front of him and he blushed. She was wearing an animal skin like a bikini and her hair was down on her
shoulders. The wind lifted it and it whipped around her face. Her eyebrows were furrowed and she had a spear in one hand
and a coil of the same kind of vine she had used to tie his hands together.

He caught himself saying dumbfoundedly, "Gee your pretty."

"You have some nerve." She growled, walking back behind him.

"OW!" Goku yelped as he was poked in the rear with her spear.

"Move it!" The woman commanded.

"Where are we going?" Goku asked, rubbing his bum with his tied hands as he walked forward.

"To my village. There are only women here and men are not welcome."

"Bummer." Goku said, "All those women and no men to keep 'em company. OW!!" He yelped, jumping as he was poked again.

"This is why. Men just act like women are they're play things. We are people too." He heard the girl say angrily.

"Us guys aren't totally like that!" He argued and walked where he was led. "We are also caring and are-"

"Morons." The woman finished.

"NO!" Goku argued, then snorted.

"Shut up, we're here." Chi-Chi said, pushing him through some large bushes.

Goku's eyes widened as he looked around the large village. And all he saw were wemon, really hott women. No men.
'Wait,' He thought, seeing two, 'there are some tied to those poles.' He was led to a pole next to the two other
men, and his hands were tied to it, still behind his back. He looked at the other two men, only now recognizing them.

"Piccolo! Vegeta! How did you get here?" Goku asked in amazement.

"I can't remember...I just remember being captured by a foxy chick and brought here." Piccolo answered shaking his head.

"Me too." Vegeta agreed, "But, at least we are surrounded by fine women."

Goku chuckled, looking around at all of them. "Which one do you like the best? The one that brought me here is my favorite
and I bet she is a lot nicer than she acts."

"I like that one," Piccolo answered, nodding to a girl that was wearing a leapord skin dress that was pretty short and had no
sleeves. She had green hair and matching eyes, both intensely bright.

"She's fine." Goku approved.

"Not as fine as the one who brought me here." Vegeta said, squinting his eyes to try and find her. "There she is." Vegeta pointed
with his chin to a bright blue haired female. She was wearing a wrap around dress made of what looked to be cheetah fur.
It was styled like the green-haired, one's.

Goku let out a wolf whistle and immediately all the girls turned to him and shot him the evil eye. He gulped and sweat dropped,
smiling in an apologizing way. They went back to what they were doing and he sighed with relief.

After an hour of leaning against the pole, bored out of his mind, he yelled to the black haired female who had brought him here,
"Heeeeeey!"

She turned to him, immediately lifting her spear. "What is it?" She asked.

"How long are we just going to sit here?"

"Until we figure out a proper punishment for you." She started to walk away.

"Chi-Chi!" Goku called suddenly.

She slowly turned around, lifting an eyebrow at him, "How...how did you know my name?"

"I...just...knew..." He responded, wide eyed.
"Really?" She walked closer to him.

After a dramatic pause he laughed, "No I just heard another girl call you Chi-Chi." The other two men joined in his laughter.

Chi-Chi looked pissed off and walked out of their vision, apparently behind them. "No, no, no-OW!" Goku yelped.

The others let out a little yelp of pain and Chi-Chi came in front of them, twirling her spear. But she smiled at Goku and winked
before walking off.

"I knew she'd do that..." Goku whined, rubbing his behind oddly tied to the post.

"Thats what the blue haired one did to me too." Vegeta said, rolling his eyes. "I said 'Dang your fine' after she had tied my hands
behind my back and she got all pissed and poked me in the butt with the tip of her blade."

"Speak of the devil..." Piccolo said, looking up at the girl Vegeta had just been talking about. She was walking over to them.

"Crap, what if she heard me?" Vegeta whispered, "I don't want to get poked anymore!"

"Hello, men." She said, a hand on her hip as she arrived in front of them. "I brought your food."

Goku had noticed, unlike the other two, that she had a large wooden plate of fruits. "Who wants the apple?" She smirked,
lifting it from the plate.

"Ooo Ooo me!" Goku said, hopping around his pole, still tied to it.

The woman giggled and threw him the apple and he caught it easily in his mouth and it was gone after ten seconds of being
there.

She smirked and held up a pear, "Anyone?"

Piccolo was just staying silent the whole time and Vegeta said, "Give it to me."

Instead of throwing it into Vegeta's mouth she walked up and stuck it roughly in his mouth. "'EY!" Vegeta growled, the pear
stuck in his teeth, making it hard for him to speak properly. She just winked and turned away. The guys continued getting fruit,
except for Piccolo, you know him, untill the wooden plate was cleared.

"I'm still hungry..." Goku whined to her.

"Well I think we have decided to free you soon, since you really have been much politer than the other men that have come
here."

"Ooo Goody." Goku grinned goofily, his eyes closed, "Do you think we'll have dinner?"

"I'll see what I can do." She laughed. She turned to walk away but Vegeta called to her.

"Hey, woman, what's your name?" He asked.

She turned around, eyebrows furrowed, "It is not woman so don't call me that in the first place." Vegeta blinked as she
continued, "It's Bulma."

As she walked away Vegeta called after her, "I'm Vegeta!"

About an hour later Chi-Chi came and untied them. She still kept her spear ready at her side, just incase they tried to pull anything
stupid.
"We are going to have a banquet." She announced to the men.

"Cool." Goku replied, grinning.

"Follow me." She forced back the smile that tugged at her lips. 'He really is sweet.' She thought, glancing back at him.

"What's your name?" She asked as they walked side by side, the other two following.

"Goku." He replied.

She nodded and they arrived at these large wooden tables surrounding a camp fire. The tables were loaded with dishes upon
dishes of steaming delicious food, the sight of it making Goku's mouth water. In a flash he was seated in one of the empty seats,
since many of the women were already seated. Vegeta looked around for Bulma, but didn't see her anywhere at the table.
He sat in one of the empty seats, Piccolo next to him. After a little while Bulma and the green haired
girl walked around the tables, looking for empty seats. The only ones were next to Vegeta and the one on Piccolo's other side.
As Bulma sat next to him, Vegeta smirked, looking her up and down.


"Now," A woman, who was quite old, said, "These men came to us-"

"Came? We were brought here!" Piccolo whispered to Vegeta, who nodded.

"-and we thought that they were like the rest. Only looking at are looks and not the real person inside."

"But, they're looks are good things too." Vegeta pointed out to Piccolo.
Bulma jabbed him in the side with her elbow, "Shut up, the Mistress is talking!"

"Woman!" Vegeta growled, rubbing his side.

"But," The woman blinked, looking at the two, "I can see, even though they can be rude, they are different."

Goku was looking longingly at the steaming food, not listening to a word the Mistress was saying. Then one thing got through to
his mind.

"Let us feast!"

Goku dug in, and soon was enjoying the delicious tastes that the food provided. He had no idea everyone was watching in awe.
Well, they were looking at Vegeta in surprise as well, for he was making a big pig of himself too. The others decided to grab
some food before the two young men devoured everything. Soon, even though Vegeta and Goku had the biggest serving out
of everyone, all the people that sat around the tables were contently full, the plates and dishes wiped clean.

"Now enjoy yourselves this night," The Mistress said to everyone, "for it is a warm and content night, and we shall enjoy it."

Goku stifled his loud burp, patting his stomach as the elder woman stood and walked off deeper into the village. It was in a sort
of rain forest, all the trees and plants green and lush. The houses were tree houses, all high above where they were sitting.
There were many latters and ropes and vines, all used for climbing up to the hard-to-reach homes.

Goku looked around, realizing that it was a good defense to have homes up so high. If intruders came you could simply pull up
the latters, ropes, and vines and the homes would be nearly untouchable. but, Goku knew, they were most likely good
fighters, the women. They had blades and spears and such, and were fast. Goku had been very
surprised when Chi-Chi had caught him.

Piccolo stood, the green haired girl standing with him. "Karina's gonna show me around." He announced to Vegeta and Goku,
motioning to the green-haired girl who smiled sweetly.

"Ok." They responded.

Goku turned to Chi-Chi and smiled broadly, "Show me around?" He winked playfully and she knocked him on the head.
He laughed and she joined him.

"Sure." She stood up and took his hand. He stood up and followed her as she led him to a vine. She grabbed onto it and started
scaling it. "Catch me if ya can." She teased.He smirked and flew up, passing her. She blinked, "You can fly?"

"Like a bird." He swooped past her quickly, grabbing her and plucking her from the vine. He flew her to where the top of
the vine was resting, which was the porch of a tree house. He set her down on her feet and she led him inside.
She sat, telling him her childhood and of stories. She also told him why she cam there in the first place.
She poured herself out to him, feeling comforted in his presence, and him in her's.

He watched her in the fire light and he noticed she looked so beautiful in the light. It flashed out her details, brightening her
features on her face, then flickered into darkness again. He leaned close to her, their noses sliding next each other, they're
lips brushing each others. He kissed her and she returned the kiss, her hands sliding up his muscular arms, and his sliding
up her back. The door suddenly opened, and they pulled away, blushing. There stood Vegeta and Piccolo; they walked in
uninvited.

"Piccolo, Vegeta. What is it?" Goku asked, blushing.

"We decided to join the tribe." Piccolo said, his voice lighter than usual.

"Join!?" Goku's voice cracked with surprise.

Chi-Chi stood, "I am glad. Come, show your true selves."

"True selves!?" Goku asked, looking from Chi-Chi to Vegeta and Piccolo rapidly.

"Alright." Vegeta said, his voice totally different. It was high and smooth and feminine, like Chi-Chi's. As Goku watched
Vegeta reached up to his neck and grabbed a zipper. He pulled it down to reveal his muscles were a suit,
and he was wearing a dress, though his body was a woman's. He took off a mask to reveal himself except his
face was slimmer, his lips fuller with lipstick on them, and his eyelashes long.

"YOUR-YOUR-YOUR!" Goku couldn't say it and then looked at Piccolo to discover he had also changed into a woman,
big pink bows on his antenna.

"The name is Piccette." Piccolo said, winking and peace signing, her eyelashes fluttering.

"And I'm Vega." Vegeta announced, putting a hand on her hip showing off her figure.

"YOU'RE GIRLS!!" Goku spat, pointing in horror.

"Duh." They both said at the same time, rolling their eyes.

"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ooooooooooooooo!!!" Goku screamed in
horror, falling to his knees.

~*~

Bulma didn't even want to know. She had heard 'Piccolo and Vegeta,' then 'you're girls.' She sweat dropped, packing the
dream machine up in it's dino cap. She put it in her pocket and left Goku's house, shutting the door behind her.
She hurried across the lawn to her car. 'Now to Chi-Chi's...' she thought, jumping into the driver's seat.

A minute later she was pulling up in front of her best friend's place. She knew for a fact Chi-Chi never locked the windows,
she found it a waste of time. She knew also that Chi-Chi was high up on security in the night, locking up all the doors.

Bulma found the window that was right above the kitchen sink. She pulled it open with ease, but
couldn't pull herself up and into the house. She looked around for something to use to boost herself up. The only thing she
found was a metal trash can with a lid. She pulled it over and had bit of a hard time climbing up onto it. She used the frame
of the window to steady herself and then, with a burst of energy, she pushed off the can and into the window.
As she landed unsteadily on her feet in the kitchen she heard a loud clatter outside, and more noise as the trash can proceeded
to roll down the lawn and onto the street.

She hoped that, as she made her way to Chi-Chi's bedroom, that the noise hadn't awoken her. She walked into Chi-Chi's
bedroom, peeking her head in the door first.

'Whew.' She thought. Chi-Chi was sleeping like a baby. She looked like she had been tossing and turning in her sleep though.
Her sheets and blankets were wrapped oddly around her legs and torso. Bulma stuck the suction cups on her friend's forhead,
anxious to see her dream, but had to wait 'till
tomorrow.

~*~

Chi-Chi finished making her soup for Goku and set it on the table he was sitting at. He was enjoying all of the fine foods she had
prepared for him. As she pushed the soup torwards him he shook his head, "No no, Chi, I'm full."

"But you haven't eaten your usual 10 servings." She said.

"Yes yes, but I am going to try and take a deit. I'm sure all this eating is going to catch up on me when I'm older." He chuckled,
rubbing his perfectly thin and muscular stomach.

"I'm proud." She smiled.

"Well," He said, standing, "Let me help you clean the dishes and laundry, then we'll go study with Barthalamu."

Barthalamu was their 6 year old son. Chi-Chi and Goku had decided on the name together and Barthalamu was very very
smart for his age. They had tutored him together and Chi-Chihoped that he would win a Nobel prize someday.
{I know your thinking, 'What kind of name is Barthalamu!?' But hey, I'm just trying to make it sound smart.}

After they had done the dishes and laundry they walked into little Barth's room. He was hunched over his books on his desk,
scribbling down a math problem. He was scrawny but muscular,
for Chi-Chi let Goku train him fairly enough, and had glasses and was good-looking. His hair was black and sort of spiky like
Goku's. He was wearing a nice little suit Chi-Chi had made for him. She smiled proudly as he turned, smiling, and greeted them.

"Hi Mommy, Hi Daddy." He smiled, closing his eyes happily, his smile just like Goku's.

"Hey Barthy." Goku grinned, picking his son up under the arms and tossing him into the air. Barthalamu laughed as he fell into
his father's arms again.

Goku pulled up a chair and looked over his son's shoulder after he sat him in his seat again.

"This doesn't look so hard." Goku stated.

"It's not that bad." His son replied, scribbling down the correct answer for a difficult algebra problem.

Goku turned to the back of the book. "Hmm..." He said as he read Einstien's theory of relativity. "This isn't correct."

The other two looked at him as he rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Eienstein's theory of relativity isn't totally correct. You see,
space is actually curved and he says that in a cycle of events it is flat and even. But if you take the calculous of the theory..."
He pulled a paper over to him and started scribbling down a very hard looking equation,
"...and multiply it by the estimated size of space, the relativity is curved."

"Wow dad," His son gawked, "you're so smart."

"That's your father." Chi-Chi smiled, hugging her husband, about to burst with pride.

The rest of the evening they tutored Barthalamu and soon he had learned about ten new ways to multiply theories time size
and divide them by the calculous. {I have no idea what I'm saying _-_} Then they tucked him in and each gave him a
kiss on the head. Chi-Chi turned off the light, smiling contently. Goku took her hand and led her to their bedroom.
They got dressed into thier night gowns and PJ's and crawled in bed. Goku hugged her and they laid there, feeling each
other's warmth contently. Soon, Chi-Chi fell asleep in Goku's arms.

Suddenly, she was waking up the next morning, not feeling Goku's arms around her. She yawned and pulled herself out of bed,
looking around the room. She walked to the door and went down the hallway and into the kitchen.

She saw something that made her want to cry and scream at the same time. Goku was over Marron, who was lying on
her back on the kitchen table, wearing a very tight and short skirt and a spaghetti stap top that showed her belly. The straps
were down on her shoulders, as Goku continued kissing her. Maron's hands were on Goku's butt as they kissed, and Chi-Chi
felt like killing her. She ran at the two but to her surprise and shock she ran right through them, as if they were a hologram.
She reached towards Goku but her hand went right through his face. She looked at her own hands to see they were
semi-transparent. Was she a ghost? 'what am I?' She asked herself, feeling tears start to run downn her cheeks.

She turned as she saw Barthalamu walk in and look at the two. He didn't look surprised or disgusted. He just walked past them
into the kitchen and said, "Mornin' mom, mornin' dad."

Marron pulled away from Goku for an instant, "Hello Joe." Goku just looked at him and growled, "YOUR NOT SUPPOSED
TO INTERRUPT YOUR MOTHER AND I!"

Chi-Chi blinked. It was like she had never existed and now her son was Marron's and his name was Joe. And Goku was
horribly mean looking.

Joe whimpered, starting to run for his room, "Sorry dad."

Goku caught him by the wrist as he slid off of the table. He lifted his son to his face by holding him by the collar of his shirt.
"Don't you dare interrupt us again." He scolded.

Marron yawned and jumped off of the table, going to the kitchen and grabbing a bowl of cereal. Chi-Chi watched Goku in
horror as he continued to scold him.

"I'm going to whip you good if you do it again." He growled the warning, half throwing his son to the hallway.

"Yessir!" Joe whimpered, running into his bedroom. Goku swayed unsteadily, looking back at Marron. "Where were we?"

Marron smiled evilly and climbed back onto the table. Chi-Chi couldn't stand to watch and ran outside of the house,
trying to make herself wake up from this horrible nightmare.

~*~

Bulma heard Chi-Chi stir as she was out of her bedroom. She peeked in and saw her friend's face was soaked with tears and
she was covering her ears with her hands. "No Goku...No..." She murmured .
Chi-Chi was sitting up in bed, weeping. "What an awful nightmare." Bulma heard her say as she slipped out of the hallway and
into the living room. She slipped out the door, closed it behind her,
and closed the window before hopping into her car and driving off. 'Just one more...' She thought relieved.
She hoped she hadn't missed any good dreams of Karina's, it was already 5:00A.M. 'I hope she isn't an early riser...'
Bulma thought as she pulled up. Soon she was sticking the suction cups onto Karina's forehead. She had found it easy to get in,
usining the back door. She turned away from the screen of the dream machine and soon saw colored light flashing on the
wall she was facing.

~*~

Karina smiled at Piccolo from across the table. They were sitting at an outside table for two at The RitZ under the starlight.
Piccolo's eyes glimmered in the candle light as he lifted his wine glass and extended it toawrds her. "A toast," he said, smiling,
"to us."

She smiled and lifted her glass and they clinked as they touched. "To us." They both drank deeply from their sparkling crystal
glasses.

"This wine is wonderful." Piccolo commented before finishing his glass.

"I agree." Karina nodded, putting her empty glass down.

A waiter came up to them, a towel over his arm and a large plate covered with a silver cover thing balanced skillfully on each hand.
"Your orders are ready."

They thanked him as he set the food in front of them, pulling of the covers to display the steaming gormet food before them.
They soon were enjoying their meal over another glass of fine wine. Piccolo was in a black tux, a corsage on his chest which
had a rose in the center and lush green leaves around it. He was wearing a top hat to cover his antennae and looked dashing.
He smiled, showing his teeth, and they sparkled.

Karina was wearing a fine blue dress that was sleeveless and down to her ankles. The top and skirt were not connected and
she had a matching blue scarf tied around her neck. Her shining bright green hair was up in an exquisite bun and she looked
very elegant as she smiled, her green eyes flashing.

"After dinner," Piccolo said, "We will go to my place and Jacuzzi, then have some dessert."

Karina smiled widely, "Oh Piccolo, that is so thoughtful of you."

He grinned, "Yes, you did tell me your shoulders were aching terribly after your shoot."

She smiled and leaned back in her chair and wiped her mouth elegantly with a white napkin, "Yes, well being a super model
does that you know."

He winked, "And a mighty good one you are. You have won countless awards and many beauty contests. Your friends,
Chi-Chi and Bulma are also fine super models but, in my opinion, you are far the best."

Karina blushed and put her hand on her collar bone. "Oh Piccolo, your such a tease. I'm flattered."

He took her hand and kissed it, "As am I to have the pleasure to take you here and sit with you."

Karina winked at him and they finished their meals.

"Waiter!" Piccolo called, snapping his fingers; a waiter came running to assist them, "Bring our bill, I will be paying."

"Oh Piccolo, are you sure?" Karina asked, pulled open her purse, "I can cover it..."

"No no no," Piccolo insisted, "I will pay. I make plenty of money being a memeber of the world famous Xtra TerrestrialZ."

"Alright." She smiled at his generosity.

Soon he had payed and they were walking hand in hand out to his limo, which they hopped into and Piccolo ordered the
driver to go to Karina's so they could pick up her things. After stopping by at her large mansion they were heading to Piccolo's
large cabin in the woods. It had an outdoor pool, jacuzzi, and many electronic things inside, such
as wide screen tv, DVD player, VCR, large remote control stereo, and many other things. They walked in and Piccolo gave the
limo driver the night off.

Soon, they were both changed into their bathing suits, Piccolo in black swimming trunks with flames, and Karina in a purple
bikini.

They got into the warm bubbling jacuzzi outside and Piccolo proceeded in giving his girl friend a good relaxing massage.
She rested her head on his hand as he squeezed her shoulders gently, so not to hurt her because of his strength. Later they
watched a romantic movie on DVD, but they didn't see much of it, if you know what I mean.

As they sat next each other, Karina in Piccolo's arms and she resting her head on his chest Karina looked up at him.
"I love you." She smiled.

"And I love you..." Piccolo smiled weakly, but looked uncomfortable.

"What is wrong?" Karina asked, frowning.

"It's just..." Piccolo looked down.

"You can tell me." Karina said gently, putting her hand comfortingly on his arm.
He enlaced his fingers with hers. "Karina, I can't live like this. I'm living a lie. I can't sing worth crap and I hate my life terribly.
I will miss you, but I can't stand to live any longer."

Karina just sat in shock at his words as he stood and kissed her on the head and muttered, "I love you." He walked outside
and Karina shook her head and stood up. As she reached the door she heard a loud explosion and ran outside. All she saw
was smoke in the sky, little particles flying from it.

"NO! PICCOLO!" She cried, covering her face with her hands as she wept, tears streaming down her cheeks steadily.
She fell to her knees and wept, "Don't leave..."

~*~

Bulma looked sadly at her friend who was weeping into her pillow, crying Piccolo's name. She picked up the dino cap which
now held the dino cap and started to walk out the door. But then she turned and walked back to Karina and covered her
comfortingly with her blankets and whispered, "Sleep well."

She left the way she came, jumped over the fence, ran across the lawn, hopped in her car, and drove down the street.
'Man...it seems by the way everyone's been acting their dreams contorted into thier worst fears and became horrible nightmares...'
She turned the corner and saw the large structure that was Capsule Corporation. 'I know that's what mine did...'
She thought as she parked in the driveway in front of her house.

She only realized how terribly tired she was when she crawled out of her clothes, slipped back into her night gown, and crawled
in bed. As the first rays of morning sun shine crept through the curtains of her room's window and seeped onto the floor,
Bulma fell into a content, dreamless sleep. Her last thought, before she fell asleep looking at the dino cap that held
the dream machine, was how she couldn't wait till that evening when she would call all of her buddies over and they would sit,
watching their dreams...


~*~

That's the end of this one folks! I know I know, suspenseful a bit, but hey, I'll get out the next chapter A.S.A.P.

Next chapter: Bulma wakes up late and calls over her friends once she gets dressed. They all sit and watch their dreams, laughing and sometimes surprised at their own actions or behavior in
each others dreams.

Well I'll see you all later! Peace out ^_~v AND REVIEW PLEASE!!!