Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ High School...Dbz Style ❯ Traveling To Florida ( Chapter 26 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: Saiya-jin_Cc 
Well, the gang travels to Florida, as planned, and a few crazy, fun-filled events happen. Review.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Comedy / Adventure / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.16.2003 | Pages: 13 | Words: 8.5K | Visits: 264 | Status: Completed
Well, the gang travels to Florida, as planned, and a few crazy, fun-filled events happen. Review.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Comedy / Adventure / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.16.2003 | Pages: 13 | Words: 8.5K | Visits: 264 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this story. So...Yeah. Well I own the people I have made up,
but...you can use them in your fanfiction If you want. Just tell me you are and keep me updated
with the fic ^_^ Thank you.
Ok, lets get cracking, shall we? Enough of all this "blah blah blah" Lets get on with the chapter.
~*~
Bulma's alarm clock sounded, screeching through the quiet room, shattering the silence.
An arm protruded out from under the bedspread and clicked a button on the clock, turning it off.
Bulma sat up, the cover slipping off of her head, leaving her hair in a frizzy mess. She yawned
and stretched before looking the the clock with half closed eyes.
"7:30A.M..." She muttered, climbing out of bed and slowly walking to the bathroom at the end of
her bedroom.
Her eyes widened and her pupils dialated as she turned on the light to the bathroom. Bulma rubbed
her eyes and then looked in the mirror. She let out a little yelp at her hair. It was standing up in
all directions and was frizzy too. She looked like she had a very odd blue afro. She quickly grabbed
her brush and combed it down, using some water to 'calm the beast.'
Around 8:15 she emerged from her bedroom, dressed and ready. She was wearing a light blue shirt
with purple cursive writing on it that read, "Bulma Briefs." She was wearing dark blue caprees
and plain white tennishoes. {{I'm not sure how you spell that}}
Her hair was in a smooth pony tail that was ties with a dark blue ribbon. She had some light blue
eye shadow on, as well as blush and pink lipstick. She bounded downstairs, her pony tail flipping from
side to side behind her head. She peeked in the kitchen to see her parents eating breakfast.
Bulma sat down and joined them.
"So," her father stated, putting down his cup of coffee, "Today is the big day you leave for the
Vacation?"
Bulma nodded in reply as she ate her cereal.
"Oh my!" Mrs. Briefs exclaimed, her high annoying voice drawling, "You must be excited! Leaving with all
your friends and Vegeta, to boot!"
Bulma blushed slightly before responding, "Yeah it is cool."
"In my day we didn't have any of these fancy planes taking us places," Mr. Briefs reminisced,
"But now it's the latest thing and I'm making hover cars daily! Isn't that some change, kitty?"
Bulma rolled her eyes. She hated when he consulted with that stupid black cat on his shoulder.
You'd think one of the smartest men in the world would get someone better to talk to besides a
tiny black cat, which you only got "Meow" as a response from.
The cat, unsurprisingly, meowed in reply. He pet it gently and affectionately, as if it had given
him the answer he had wanted to hear.
Bulma finished her orange juice and stood up, announcing to her parents she was going to go and
get her luggage. When she returned downstairs, dragging her suit cases the whole way, her father
walked up to her as she was going through the front door.
"I believe it would be wise to call a limo." He said, doubting she could fit all of her friend's
bags, not to mention her's, in her car.
"Daddy, daddy," Bulma replied, shaking her head, "You are the one that created capsules, and you don't
even think to use them sometimes! I have plenty of storage capsules so each of my friends can have one!
I can't believe I didn't think of this earlier! It just came to me this morning. Now we can just stick
the capsules with the luggage in them in out carry on's!"
"Of course!" Her father chuckled, "Capsules! my my, your a smart girl, Bulma."
Bulma smiled in reply as she pulled out a pink capsule, threw it at her suit cases and they disappeared
in a puff of smoke. Bulma picked up the capsule that was now containing them and put it in her back pack.
"Where does she get it from, Kitty?" Dr. Briefs asked the little black cat on his shoulder.
"Meow." It replied.
"That's right!" Dr. Briefs chuckled, "She gets her looks AND her brains from me."
Bulma sweat dropped as the cat meowed again.
"Ok, so she gets her looks from her mother, but has my family's gene's for hair."
He looked at Bulma and studied her. "You are right, kitty, that seems correct. No one on Bunny's
side has that vibrant blue hair."
Bulma sighed, "Well I just have to grab the ice chest and capsule it, then I'll be on my way."
Dr. Briefs nodded and returned to the house as Bulma walked to the large freezer room.
Once inside she dragged the chest out, shut the door, and threw a ice blue colored capsule on top
of the cooler, which disappeared in a puff of smoke. The capsule laid alone in it's place.
Bulma picked it up. "It's cold." She smiled as she pocketed it, walking back to the house.
She said her farewells to her parents, giving them each a hug and kiss on the cheek.
When Bulma headed out the door and got in her car it was 9:15A.M. exactly.
As she drove down the road she wondered who to pick up first. She decided she'd get the girls
first, then pick up the guys, starting with Vegeta. She made a right turn and then two lefts and
stopped in front of the house that belonged to Chi-Chi. She got out and walked up to the front door and
rang the bell. She only had to wait about 5 seconds before the door opened.
"Come in." Chi-Chi smiled, stepping back into the house to let Bulma enter, "I just need some
help carrying my suit cases after I put on my make up."
"I have the solution to the suit case problem," Bulma grinned as she walked inside and Chi-Chi
closed the door behind her. The black haired female blinked twice.
"Where are they?" Bulma questioned, looking around the den.
"They are still in my room. You said you would be here at 9:30A.M. and you are just a bit early."
Chi-Chi replied, walking down the hall, Bulma following her.
Once in her friend's room, Bulma took out a purple capsule. Chi-Chi watched as Bulma threw the capsule
onto her luggage and in a puff of smoke it was gone, the capsule in it's place. Bulma picked it up and
held it up with a smirk, looking at Chi-Chi.
"Travel Size." She giggled, and Chi-Chi smiled ad laughed with her.
"That's pretty nifty." The black haired girl smiled as Bulma handed her the capsule and she pocketed it.
Chi-Chi looked nice in her light purple tee shirt that had Chi-Chi written in bold blue letters on
the front. She had a jean skirt that reached the knees, pockets on the sides and tiny colored flowers
all following the hems of her skirt.
"Well lets go get the others." Bulma said, heading out of Chi-Chi's bedroom, her black haired friend
following. "We can't be late for our flight."
Chi-Chi stopped at the front door, and Bulma did too, once she noticed that Chi-Chi wasn't following.
She walked back over to her friend, who looked thoughtful.
"What is it?" Bulma asked, blinking.
"I have a feeling I forgot something..." chi-Chi said slowly.
Bulma was silent for a moment and then suggested, "Did you leave your carry on?"
"That's it!" Chi-Chi exclaimed, running back to her room. Bulma waited only a few moments before
Chi-Chi returned, her back pack slung over her shoulder.
Chi-Chi smiled, "Lets go!"
"Right." Bulma nodded, running to the car, Chi-Chi on her heels.
Soon they were on the road, driving for Karina's house. They arrived minutes later, parking in front
of her house. They walked over to the front door and rang the bell. Karina opened the door about 10
seconds later. She was wearing a black leather skirt that just reached above her knees, and a bright
green shirt under a black leather jacket.
"Hey Karina!" Bulma greeted. "Nice outfit." She looked at her approvingly. "I like."
"Thanks." Karina looked at the object that Bulma was holding in the palm of her hand. "What's that?"
Bulma held the capsule in her hand up which was a pretty sky-blue color. "A dino cap or also called a capsule!"
"Oh, alright." Karina replied, "What's it for?"
"We're gonna use them for all of our luggage. Well, besides our bags we are going to bring on the plane."
"Word." Karina responded.
"So, lets get your stuff." Chi-Chi said as Karina stepped back to let them pass her.
Once inside Karina's room the three girls looked at the suit cases and Bulma quickly capsuled it.
Karina swooped it up with her hand and they were heading out the door. Her parents followed them
outside to say goodbye to their daughter.
"Bye bye, hon." Her mother said, hugging her.
"Bye mama!" Karina smiled, hugging her back.
"Buh Bye, Karina." Her father said, kissing her on the forehead.
"See you later, daddy." Karina said, standing on her tip toes to hug her taller father around the
neck.
Karina's mother was practically an older version of her daughter. Her dad was tall and thin.
He also had bright green hair and a matching green mustache. Bulma and Chi-Chi said bye to
her mom and dad politely before leaving.
"Who are we getting next?" Chi-Chi asked, sitting next to Bulma in the front.
"Vegeta." Bulma answered, smiling at Chi-Chi, "Would you mind sitting in the back so he can sit
up here with me?"
"Bulma!" Chi-Chi smiled, narrowing her eyes, "You need to keep your mind on driving, not making out."
Bulma blushed bright red and scowled at Chi-Chi, turning her head to her, "I WASN'T THINKING ABOUT
DOING THAT!!!"
"Suuuure you weren't..." Chi-Chi teased, smirking.
"Chi-Chi if don't shut up right now--" Bulma was cut off as the car ran into something.
After they all got over the shock of almost getting whip lash they all looked forward to
see what they had ran into at the same time.
It was tall, green, and muscular. He had his hand out, which had stopped the car from running him over.
He was smirking. His two suit cases were next to him and his back pack was in it's place on his back.
"Hello ladies," He said, walking around to Bulma's window, "Going a little off the road there, weren't ya?"
"Oh just a little, officer." Bulma smirked, putting emphasis on the word officer.
He chuckled and then said sarcastically, "Well I guess I'll have to write you up then."
The girls laughed a little.
"C'mon Piccolo." Karina smiled, opening the back door closest to him, "Get in."
"But I learned never to get in strage cars." Piccolo teased.
"Oh, and I'm some ugly fat hobo dude in a mask." Karina said skeptically.
"Wait, let me get your bags." Bulma said, getting out of the car. She came back with a bright green capsule,
which she handed to the bright green man.
"Thanks." Piccolo stared at the little capsule in his hand. "Cool. It matches me."
As they drove along Chi-Chi turned around in her seat to look at Piccolo, "Why were you out walking
around anyways?"
"I thought I'd meet you." He explained, "I woke up at six and didn't feel like sitting around
the house for any longer, so I thought I'd take a little walk. Good thing you guys ran into me instead
of some poor innocent civilian." He laughed.
"And why the heck were you going off the road in the first place??" He asked incredulously.
"I was teasing Bulma and she got all pissed at me." Chi-Chi smirked, receiving a glare from the
blue haired female.
"Oh? Teasing her about what?" Piccolo smirked, starting to gain interest.
"She just asked if I'd move to the back when we got to Vegeta's so he could sit up here with her.
And then I said 'You need to keep your mind on driving, not making out.' And she got all mad."
Chi-Chi explained, giggling.
Piccolo chuckled, "Are we heading to his house now?"
"Yep." Karina answered.
They soon arrived at his house. "I'll get him." Piccolo volunteered.
"Aww, Bulma wanted to do it! Ow!" Chi-Chi yelped as Bulma hit her on the arm. She then laughed.
Piccolo hopped out of the car and floated up to the door way. He was about to knock when the door
opened and he accidentally pounded Vegeta few times on the head with his fist. Vegeta fell back,
half surprised and half in pain.
"Oh Crap..." Piccolo said, backing up as the angered saiyan got to his feet, holding his head.
"Piccolo..." Vegeta growled stepping towards him, his fists clenched.
Piccolo quickly flew to the car, where Bulma was getting out. She had seen Piccolo knock her boy
friend on the head and was going to make sure there wasn't any permanent damage. Piccolo decided
to use her as his human shield.
This just seemed to make Vegeta even madder. "Put her down!" He growled, trying to get around a
surprised Bulma that was being held up by Piccolo. But Piccolo was too quick, and as soon as Vegeta moved,
Piccolo made sure Bulma was in front of him again.
"Go on, hit me! I dare ya!" Piccolo smirked.
"I mean it Piccolo, put her down!" Vegeta said angrily.
"As long as you don't try to hurt me. It's not like I MEANT to hit you." Piccolo said.
"Fine." Vegeta replied, crossing his arms.
A relieved Bulma was set on her feet again. "Uh...I'll go get the bags capsuled..." She said,
quickly walking away from Piccolo, who sweat dropped. 'I think she's scared of me now...' He thought,
then smirked, 'heh heh, cool.'
Chi-Chi had already transferred herself to the back seat next to Karina in the spacious back seat.
Vegeta got in the front passenger's seat. Piccolo got in the car again on Karina's other side.
Bulma soon returned, a red capsule in hand. Once seated, she handed it to Vegeta and explained
that his luggage was inside. He already had his backpack on.
Suddenly Piccolo burst out laughing and Vegeta and Bulma turned and looked at the green one,
who was having small fits of laughter, trying to shut himself up by covering his mouth with
his hand. Everyone raised an eyebrow at him.
"Are you on drugs?" Vegeta asked.
"No." Piccolo said, then snickered. His mouth became a forced straight line.
"Then what is so funny?" Vegeta growled.
"Nothing..." Piccolo said, looking up, "Nothing at all."
Chi-Chi smiled at him and he smiled back. He had remembered Chi-Chi's little joke and had for some
reason just then recalled it as Vegeta and bulma were sitting next to each other. It had seemed
terribly funny at the time.
So, they continued on their way, everyone, besides Chi-Chi and Piccolo stumped about Piccolo's sudden
laughter. They were soon pulling into the drive way of Goku's house.
"I'll go get him." Chi-Chi said, getting out of the car.
Bulma took this opportunity to get her revenge. "Have fun!" Bulma yelled after her as she walked
to Goku's front door. She stopped in her tracks and turned back to Bulma, blushing. She stuck out
her tongue and then continued walking to Goku's door. Once there she rang the bell.
Goku soon answered, smiling the famous Son Grin, "Hey Chi."
"Got all your stuff?" Chi-Chi replied, smiling.
"Yep." Goku said, lifting two suit cases at his sides and carrying them to the car, following
Chi-Chi. Bulma tossed Chi-Chi an orange capsule and winked.
"Right." Chi-Chi nodded, smiling. "Goku," she instructed, "set your suit cases down and I'll
put them in this capsule. It's for easier travel."
"Good idea." Goku smiled, setting his two cases down and walking up next to Chi-Chi, who quickly
capsuled them and gave Goku the capsule.
"I like the color!" Goku exclaimed, pocketing it.
Chi-Chi returned to her seat, but when Goku looked inside the car he found that all the seats were taken.
"No problem." Goku grinned, sitting on Chi-Chi's lap, "I'll just sit here."
Chi-Chi blinked as he put his arms around her neck and asked, his voice high pitched, "Do you really
love me?"
"Yes, silly." She smiled, "But please get off my lap, your crushing me."
"Are you saying I'm fat!?" Goku asked, his eyes widening and his voice sounding shocked.
"No, I'm saying your 215 pounds of heavy muscle." Chi-Chi smiled and Goku stood up, wrapping his
arms around her waist and picking her up as well. He then sat where she had been sitting and
placed her on his lap.
"Is this better?" He asked, his eyebrows raising up and down.
"Yep." Chi-Chi smiled, turning her head to Goku and kissing him. He kissed back.
Suddenly the car jerked backward and the two were forcefully pulled apart as Goku held on to Chi-Chi
so she wouldn't fall no the car floor. They both glared at Bulma who was chuckling.
"Get a room." The blue haired female smirked as she turned quite sharply. 'I think I got her back
for embarrassing me earlier.' Bulma thought as she drove to the airport, turning on the radio.
Soon they were all waiting to arrive at the crowded airport, anxious to get their vacation underway...
~*~ 10:15 A.M. The airport. ~*~
The gang stood in line, waiting to walk through the metal detectors. They had taken off their bags
and taken the change out of their pockets and set them in the little trays to be run through the
small conveyer belt to be checked by well trained eyes under an x ray sort of thing.
Karina walked through first and didn't set off the alarm. Then Bulma went through. No alarm.
Chi-Chi. No alarm. Piccolo. Still no alarm. Vegeta. Silence. Goku. The alarm sounded, the
beeping of the alarm annoying and shrill. Soon Goku was surrounded by men with hand held
metal detectors.
"Follow us sir." One of the men said, leading him behind the walk-through detectors. There they ran
their smaller hand held metal detectors over him. It beeped near his shoes.
"
Take off your shoes." The same man ordered, and Goku complied, blinking and wondering what was
setting off the alarm.
They shook his shoes but nothing came out, then they ran the metal detector over them. No beeping.
The men continued their search and this time a detector beeped near his chest.
"Shirt." The man ordered. Goku blushed a little as he lifted his shirt over his head and handed it
to them.
Soon Goku was in nothing but his boxers and his cheeks were a bright shade of red. Embarrassingly enough,
the boxers were black with little teddy bears all over them. He was consciously holding his hands
over the front of them, glaring at the man in a pleading way as if he was begging him to let him
get his clothes back on.
Vegeta and Piccolo, who were waiting with the girls for the men to finish searching Goku, were
cracking up and the teddy bear boxered saiyan. He shot them a cold glare, but it didn't have much
effect. Well, it just made them laugh even harder, the way he looked with teddy bear boxers and a
pouty scowl on his face.
"Alright sir." A man said, handing him back his shoes, socks, and the other clothes they had made
him take off. "I just found out that the hand held detector that kept going off has a little bug.
Sorry for the inconvenience. The walk-through must have just gone off spontaneously."
Goku quickly pulled on his pants, muttering about how much he hated technology sometimes. He was soon
fully dressed and joined his friends, Vegeta and Piccolo still snickering.
"Oh shut up." He growled as he passed them. They chuckled and followed, along with the giggling girls.
They now had their tickets and just had to find their gate. Strangely enough, it seemed the whole
airport was now empty. The food places, stores, everywhere. They didn't see anyone. And worst of
all, they couldn't find their gate.
"Usually they have signs..." Bulma blinked, looking around for some, but not seeing one.
"Maybe they took them down to get new ones and haven't put the new one's up yet." Piccolo suggested
as they walked around aimlessly.
{{Ok, I know the new signs thing is stupid, but hey, I had to make them get lost, and what did you
want me to say? It was an old fashioned airport that didn't have signs or what?? o_o;}}
"There's someone!" Karina exclaimed, pointing to a man who was pushing a luggage cart past them.
He was wearing an airport uniform, so obviously he worked there.
"Excuse me sir." Bulma said, tapping his shoulder. He looked over at her.
"Could you tell me where gate B15 is?" She asked, blinking.
"Hablo solamente español." The man replied waving his hand. ((I only speak Spanish.))
"I think he speaks Spanish only." Goku stated, holding up his finger.
"No duh, genius." Vegeta said, rolling his eyes.
"Well I can speak some spanish! Let me try!" Goku exclaimed, walking up to the man.
"Hola sir." Goku said. ((*Duh* Hello sir.))
"Hola hombre joven." The man replied, smiling. ((Hello Young Man.)) He seemed happy to see another
spanish speaking person in the air port.
"Nos pierden. ¿Puede usted ayudarnos?" Goku asked. ((*I think this is what he said o.O* We're lost.
Can you help us?))
"¿Con qué usted desea ayuda?" The man replied. ((With what you wish aid? *Yeah, weird I know*))
Goku blinked slowly, trying to place what he said. "Necesitamos encontrar el pepino B15." ((We need
to find cucumber B15.))
The man blinked, "¿Pepino?" ((Cucumber?))
'Maybe I said the wrong word for gate...' Goku thought and then tried again, "Necesitamos encontrar nuestro sofá ."
((We need to find our couch.))
"¿El hombre joven, es éste a la broma?" The man asked, scowling. ((Young man, is this a joke?))
Goku hadn't really understood what he said, only the fact that it was a question. "Er...sí?" ((Er...yes?))
"¡Salga de aquí ! ¡Pranks no se aprecia aquí !" The older man scowled, raising his voice and pointing.
((Leave here! Pranks are not appraised here! *o.O*))
Goku could tell he was mad, but didn't know why. He turned to the others. "I guess our gates in that
direction."
"You guess?" Vegeta asked, raising his eyebrow as they followed Goku, who was heading in the direction
that the man had pointed.
"Well I wasn't really clear on the last few sentences, but I'm assuming he means our gate is this way."
Goku explained.
They looked at the gate numbers that were separated by walls, and each had many chairs inside the
walls. The number of the gate was near the large, metal looking doors, on an electric sign. Then after
showing the gate number it said the flight, such as to Tokyo, Japan.
"Look!" Goku said as he reached his destination. He was pointing to the electric sign which flashed
"Gate B15, To Florida, USA." The others smiled as they took seats in some of the chairs that were
not yet occupied.
"I'm so glad we are on our way." Bulma smiled, leaning closer to Vegeta, who was sitting next to her.
She rested her head on his shoulder.
"Yeah." He replied, smirking and blushing a little.
"What time is it?" Piccolo asked.
Goku looked at his wrist watch, "10:25A.M."
"Alright." Piccolo replied, leaning back in his seat and closing his eyes, his arms crossed.
"They should be calling the seats soon, so here's your tickets." Bulma announced, handing out everyone's
tickets to the appropriate owners. They all took them and waited to board the plane.
A few minutes later they all looked up as a voice came over the loud speaker. You could see the person behind
the voice standing behind a desk sort of thing near a person standing near an odd machine.
"Flight 779 is now ready to board passengers. Those with seats A40 through A30 please come to the
machine behind me with your tickets ready. Thank you."
The gang looked at their tickets. Nope, not them yet. They waited as the person continued calling
seats, pausing only a few minutes to let those who's seats were called get their tickets checked
and disappear through the metal door that was behind the odd machine, which checked tickets.
{{I recently went on an airplane and it was similar to this, but I'm not all that good with explaining
crud like this.}}
Soon the gangs seats were called and they stood up and walked over to the ticket checker. Bulma was first
in line and she handed the man her ticket. He ran it trough the machine and on the small black screen
the letters and numbers flashed in bright green: Bulma Briefs Flight 779, seat A9. The man took her
ticket from the machine and handed it back to her, giving her a small nod. Bulma picked up her back pack
and continued through the open metal door.
The others went through the same process and walked down the long hallway, which was an extension
to the plane's door. As they walked the sound of clinking metal sounded with each step. The floor was
carpeted and lights were flashing from the low ceiling. Soon they reached the end and entered a
small door, the pilot and a woman in a blue suit style dress standing near the entrance inside.
They smiled and greeted them as they walked past, crouching slightly to get in the door.
Piccolo had to bow his head so he wouldn't hit it.
They walked past a blue curtain. There were blue leather seats, two on each side of the isle.
Above every other row on each side there was a TV screen coming down from the ceiling. Small windows were next
to each seat by the wall and seat belts were on every seat. There was a fold down tray table on the
back of each chair for the person behind it's convenience. Small radios were built into
the padded arm rests. Above every seat were adjustable air conditioning nozzles
and un-lit seat belt signs. There was also a button with a picture of a woman carrying a tray.
It's purpose was if they wanted to call the stewardess.
As the gang found their seats in the first class area, {{what I just described was the first class area}}
they saw another blue curtain behind them. They decided it was for the people not sitting in first class.
Bulma and Vegeta sat next to each other in the front row, table trays folded on the wall in front of them
and a TV screen built into the wall. On the other side it was the same, Chi-Chi and Goku sitting
there. Behind Goku and Chi-Chi sat Piccolo and Karina. Across from them on the other side of the isle
were two elderly women who were chatting excitedly, each holding knitting needles. There was no
one else sitting in the first class area yet.
The gang had put their bags in the over head compartment and now sat, talking, waiting for the plane
to take off. In no time at all a man's voice, no doubt the pilot's, came over the speaker as the
televisions in front of them snapped on.
"We are about to take off, but before that we request you remain quiet as you view a safety video
for your...uh...safety. Please fasten your seatbelts now. We will tell you when you can take them
off when t is allowed. Thank you and good day."
As everyone fastened their seat belts the safety video came on, telling them all the crap like
their seats could be used as floatation devices, the nearest exits, and what to do in case of
an emergency. {{You want details? Too bad.}} After the video finished a voice came on and explained
the video in spanish. Goku tried to identify what it was saying, but it was too fast for him to
understand.
Vegeta felt the plane start up and start to move. Bulma looked at him, her face not showing the
slightest look of worry. He was just a little nervous. He had never been on an airplane before
and the whole experience was new to him. Goku looked over his seat at Piccolo, his face a little
scared looking. Piccolo looked nervous, but not as much as Goku did. Karina seemed calm enough
as did Chi-Chi. They all felt the plane turn onto the run way.
Goku checked his seat belt to make sure it was on properly before taking Chi-Chi's hand for comfort
and using the other to hold onto the arm rest. He gulped as the speed of the plane increased.
Soon they were going so fast everyone was pressed back into their seats slightly, the plane
vibrating greatly. Piccolo felt his stomach {{He does have a stomach, doesn't he? *blinks*}}
jump as the plane lifted from the ground, taking off into the air.
After a few minutes of gaining altitude the pilot's voice returned over the speaker.
"You may now take off your seat belts and move freely around the plane to take bathroom breaks.
Otherwise we ask you please remain in your seats, so not to crowd the isles too much. Thank you and
enjoy your flight."
The gang unfastened their seat belts but no one got up. A movie was starting on the TV's and you had
to put on head phones and plug them into the radio thing and change it to the flight movie station
to get any sound.
"Cool!" Goku smiled, pulling on his headphones to listen to the movie, "The Matrix!"
"That movie is a rip." vegeta snorted, crossing his arms, "We could kick their butts any day."
"True." Goku admitted, "But it's a cool movie."
"Yeah..." Vegeta agreed. He also put on his headphones. Bulma and Chi-Chi decided to watch the movie
as well and pulled on their head phones. Piccolo was feeling a little queasy and didn't feel like
watching it. He held his hands to his stomach, which was feeling awfully like he had just eaten
soap bubbles. Karina noticed this and asked him if he was alright.
"It's just..." Piccolo answered, "My stomach hurts."
"It must be air sickness." Karina stated, pulling out a paper bag from under her seat. "If you feel
like you are going to be sick, use this."
"Thanks." Piccolo said, taking the bag. He opened it but didn't put his mouth to it. he didn't feel
that sick. Yet anyways. As the plane bounced slightly with a little turbulence Piccolo thought, 'This is
going to be a long flight...'
~*~
About an hour and a half later the Matrix ended and another had started, this time the Titanic. Vegeta and Goku
had instantly taken off their headphones. They knew all to well that it was a romance movie.
But still, bulma and Chi-Chi sighed dreamily at the romantic parts, cuddling up to their boy friends.
The guys sighed, sweat dropping. Girls.
Piccolo had miraculously fallen asleep, and was now dreaming of the vacation that was soon to come.
Karina was now watching the Titanic as was the other girls, her eyes sparkling at every mushy part.
After that movie had ended all three girls were in tears.
"That movie is so sad!" Bulma sniffled.
"I know!" Chi-Chi agreed, then blew her nose into a tissue.
"But romantic..." Karina added, putting her hands to her face, her eyes sparkling.
Vegeta and Goku rolled their eyes. The moment was interrupted by the pilot's voice.
"We are soon arriving in Florida. Please fasten your seat belts now and remain seated. Do not remove
your seat belts until you are permitted to do so. Thank you."
Karina shook Piccolo gently to wake him. As he woke he found his stomach still hurting. He rubbed
it as Karina spoke to him.
"We are landing soon, so get your seat belt on." she told him, then noticed he still looked ill, his skin
an odd color of green. It was the healthy bright green as before, but sort of a mellow greenish yellow.
"You still feeling sick?" She asked, patting his arm.
He nodded as he put on his seat belt. His fingers clenched the arm rests tightly as the plane descended
and finally touched the ground with a bump. He squint his eyes shut, waiting for the plane to slow to a stop.
As it did the pilot told them that it was now alright to take off your seat belts and collect
your belongings.
As they left the plane, Piccolo still feeling a little air sick, the pilot thanked them for flying
Delta airlines. They walked down another hallway like extension before arriving in the Florida
airport.
"Now what?" Chi-Chi asked Bulma as they stood there.
"Well, lets go get something to eat, then we'll rent a car and drive to the campsite." Bulma replied
and began to lead the way to the food court.
"Yeah! Food!" Goku cheered, rubbing his grumbling stomach.
"Great..." Piccolo said sourly. The thought of watching Vegeta and Goku make pigs of themselves
disgusted him even more than usual since he was feeling ill.
"What's wrong?" Goku asked, blinking at his off colored friend.
"I fell sick and, frankly, the thought of watching you and Vegeta gouge yourselves makes me want to puke."
Piccolo replied, scowling.
"He's air sick." Karina explained.
"Oh suck it up." Vegeta scoffed, crossing his arms as he looked at Piccolo, "You fly around all
the time, there's no reason for you to be air sick."
"It's different on a plane, Vegeta." Bulma scolded as they walked.
"Yeah but still, if you ask me, he's being a wimp." Vegeta replied, smirking.
"No one asked you Vegeta, so shut up." Piccolo shot back.
"Why don't you make me?" Vegeta scowled, stopping in front of Piccolo. The rest of the gang stopped
as well.
"What if I do?" Piccolo retorted, taking a step forward. Vegeta didn't step back, but instead
slid into a fighting stance.
"Stop this right now!" Bulma growled, walking in-between the two boys, a stern scowl on her face.
Bulma grabbed them both by the ear, surprising them. She dragged them along, them stumbling behind
her like children. The others laughed as they followed. Bulma looked like a mother about to discipline
her children. Piccolo and Vegeta both wore looks of pain as their ears were pulled, making them walk
along.
As they arrived at the food court bulma released her grip on the two's ears, spinning around to face
them. They both rubbed their sore ears, blushing slightly in embarrassment.
"Now stop acting like children and go get some food." She ordered, her hands on her hips.
They both nodded dumbly and walked with Goku to a Pizza place. Piccolo wasn't feeling sick any more
and they all enjoyed an extra large pizza. The girls decided on a soup and salad place and sat
eating, laughing, and talking.
"That was hilarious, Bulma." Chi-Chi grinned, sipping her soup, "The way you dragged Vegeta and Piccolo
by the ear through the air port."
Bulma smirked and replied, "Well if they are going to act like children I'm going to treat them like
children."
"Oh and if they misbehave again you'll give them a spanking?" Chi-Chi asked, smirking as well.
Karina giggled, "I bet Vegeta would like that." Chi-Chi and her started laughing.
"Shut up!" Bulma blushed, but smiled all the same, "NO I'm not going to spank them. That's ridiculous."
"But it would be some sight." Chi-Chi laughed, and the other two joined her.
~*~ With The Guys ~*~
"You should have seen the looks on your faces!" Goku laughed, taking a bite of pizza, "You looked
like little kids being dragged along by their mother!"
Piccolo and Vegeta snorted, Vegeta starting on yet another slice of pizza.
Piccolo smirked, coming up with a retort, "Well atleast we didn't ave to strip down to our boxers."
Goku blushed, swallowing, "That was so messed up! They made me strip down to my underwear them told
me the machines were defective!"
Vegeta and Piccolo laughed.
"Yeah, but it was freakin' funny." Vegeta smirked, finishing his slice.
"You wouldn't be saying that if you were the one in my place." Goku snorted.
"True, but the point is I wasn't." Vegeta replied, snickering.
"Well I'm done." Piccolo announced, wiping his mouth with his napkin.
"Just one more slice." Vegeta and Goku said in unison, reaching for the last piece of pizza. They
both grabbed it at the same time and looked up at each other.
"Hey, give it to me!" Goku scowled, pulling at it.
"No way! It's mine!" Vegeta said, pulling it back.
The two yanked it back and forth like little kids fighting over a toy. Piccolo sweat dropped.
Bulma, Chi-Chi, and Karina walked up, having finished their lunches and ready to go. They blinked
at the scene.
"What's going on?" Karina asked Piccolo.
"They are fighting over the last piece of pizza." Piccolo replied, shaking his head at their childish
behavior.
"Vegeta!" Bulma yelled, putting her hands on her hips and tapping her foot on the floor.
"What is it woman? Can't you see I'm busy!?" Vegeta replied, still pulling at the pizza slice.
"Give it here, Vegeta!" Goku said, pulling hard at the slice.
"In your dreams, Kakorot!" Vegeta replied, pulling hard as well. They were both now standing, pulling
at the slice with all their might.
The slice suddenly ripped, causing a surprised Vegeta and Goku to fall back on their rears.
"Ouch!" Goku yelped. Vegeta just winced. They both got up, the pizza halves now on the floor, spoiled.
Goku pouted, rubbing his butt, then scowled at Vegeta. "You ruined a perfectly good piece of food!" He yelled.
"I ruined!? YOU ruined!" Vegeta yelled back.
"Did not!" Goku argued.
"Did so!" Vegeta shot back.
"Did not!"
"Did so!"
"Did not!"
"Did so!"
"Did not!"
"Did so!"
"Did-"
"SHUT UP!!" Chi-Chi interrupted, not being able to stand it any more. They both shut their mouths,
looking on at the enraged Chi-Chi with looks of slight fear on their faces.
"You act like 5-year-olds!!" Chi-Chi yelled, her arms out at her sides.
"Do not." Vegeta muttered.
"You do but I don't." Goku said to Vegeta, turning away, closing his eyes, and crossing his arms.
He put his nose in the air.
"I do not!" Vegeta growled.
"You do so!" Goku replied.
"Do not!"
"Do so!"
"NOT THIS AGAIN!!" Bulma yelled, fed up with the two. The both looked at her with slightly wider eyes.
"He started it!" Goku blamed, pointing at Vegeta.
"I didn't! He did!" Vegeta yelled, pointing back.
"I don't care who started it!" Chi-Chi scowled, crossing her arms. "Apologize."
They both bowed their heads, "Sorry."
The two angry young women looked at the two childish young men for a moment before looking at each other.
"I swear, they can be so immature!" Bulma said, walking off, Chi-Chi at her side. Karina and Piccolo
followed, then Vegeta and Goku, who had shoved their hands in their pockets and were walking with
their heads bowed slightly, embarrassed a little.
"I know!" Chi-Chi agreed.
"Well anyways," Bulma said, shaking her head, "Lets get over to the car rental place and be on our
way."
"Alright." Chi-Chi responded.
In no time at all they had arrived at the car rental place, which was conveniently next to the airport
building. Bulma walked to one of the men that were behind a counter that was in front of the doors
the led to the car garage.
"We'd like to rent a car." She said simply as the man looked up.
He looked her up and down, a smirk crossing his face. He whistled and looked at her, "Aren't you
a fine little thing."
He had long brown hair and circle shaped sun glasses that hid brown eyes. He looked a little older than
she was. He noticed Chi-Chi and Karina, who were at each Bulma's sides.
"And your friends too." He commented, checking them out as well, "How can I help you three hott little
numbers?"
Bulma rolled her eyes at his comments. "As I said before we want to rent a car. What else would you
do here?" She said, sarcasm in her voice as she said the last sentence.
He cleared his throat, "I could show you around...if you know what I mean." He smirked, his
thick brown eyebrows raising up and down as his sun glasses drooped to the end of his nose,
exposing his playful eyes.
"Just a warning," Bulma smirked, leaning forward on the counter, her elbows propping her up, "Those
three muscular guys back there are our boyfriends, and if they see you hitting on us they wont hesitate
to kick your butt."
"Ooo, interesting." The guy said, leaning on the counter as well, his eyes sliding down to look lower than
her face, "Well they don't have to know, now do they? Why don't you and I just slip back into the
broom closet and-"
SLAP!!!
He was cut off as Bulma's hand collided hard with his cheek, turing his head almost completely around.
His cheek now had a bright red hand mark on it and he touched it gingerly, a tear in his eye.
He scowled at her, grabbing her wrist.
"No one slaps Turk, no matter how fine they are." He growled as she tried to pull away, but her efforts
were fruitless.
As he was about to slap her across the face he was lifted from his feet, a hand around his neck.
He immediately released Bulma's wrist as he grasped at the hand clenching his throat. He looked down
the arm to see it's belonger, which was none other than, yep, you guessed it, Vegeta.
He made small chocking noises as Vegeta continued to hold him off of his feet, giving him a deadly
scowl, "Were you just about to hit her?"
He coughed and shook his head, which was sort of hard to do, being in the position that he was.
"That's funny, because it looked a lot like you were about to hit her to me." Vegeta growled, his
scowl deepening.
"She *Cough* hit me first. *Choke* She would have deserved it." Turk replied, trying ti loosen
Vegeta's grip, but had no luck what so ever. Vegeta's grip only tightened.
"And why did she hit you in the first place?" Vegeta asked, knowing Bulma wouldn't just slap some
guy for kicks.
"Don't ask me, *hack* she's the little priss that did it. *cough*"
Now let me tell you, that was the wrong thing to say to Vegeta. Before the guy knew what hit him
he was on the floor with a black eye. He held it, whimpering slightly in pain. Vegeta looked down at
him and pulled him up by the collar of his shirt, making him stand.
"She is not a priss!" He growled in a deathly angry voice, making Turk wince.
"The reason I slapped him was he was hitting on me and the girls." Bulma interrupted, scowling,
"And he was being a disgusting pervert."
Chi-Chi and Karina nodded, agreeing. Goku and Piccolo were standing around Vegeta and the guy,
ready to hold back Vegeta if he got too violent. They both were glaring at Turk as well.
The guy soon had two black eyes, his sunglasses broken and dangling on the bridge of his nose.
"That's enough Vegeta..." Piccolo said as Vegeta held his fist back again, about to break the guy's nose.
Vegeta looked at Piccolo but decided the guy had had enough, and dropped him, letting him fall
painfully on his behind. The guy let out a little yelp of pain.
"C'mon," Vegeta said, "Lets go get another person to rent us a car."
The others nodded as they walked up to a lady behind the same counter, just further to the side
then the other guy had been. She had curly red hair that rested on her shoulders and purple sophisticated
glasses. As soon as they were in front on her she looked up.
She glanced Bulma, Karina, and Chi-Chi over. Then the pissed looking guys. She calmly said, as if
it was nothing new, "Turk hit on you girls, didn't he?"
They nodded and she smirked, pushing her glasses farther up the bridge of her nose, "Well that's no
surprise. It's about time some girls came in with their boy friends," She looked the guys up and
down, "And strong one's too."
"Yeah, I think Vegeta taught him a lesson." Goku smiled, "I would have if he hadn't."
"Well you guys came to rent a car," The woman said, standing, "so lets get to it."
She led the gang past the counter and through one of the doors that, of course, led to the garage
of rental cars. There were all different kinds in all different colors, all made by different
companies.
The woman turned to them when they neared the middle of the parking lot on the first level.
"What kind of car are you looking for? We have so many different cars we can find the perfect
one to fit all of your needs and desires."
"Well we are going on a camping trip," Buma explained, "For about a week and we will be back Saturday
to return it. We have six people and we need to make sure it can sort of go over tough terrain well.
Just to make sure."
"Mhmm..." The woman had a notepad out and was scribbling this down. She looked up after a moment
of consideration, "I think I have the perfect vehicle for you. Follow me."
They took the elevator to the third level garage and the woman walked down the rows of cars, finally
stopping a few moments later. She extended her hand to a black van-jeep looking vehicle. Red, yellow,
and orange flames ran down the sleek sides. The whole car looked very smooth and air-o-dinamic. {{Typo?}}
"The ST Extreme Explorer." She smirked. {{I made that up, heh heh}} "Perfect for the outdoors and
comfortably seats seven full grown adults, plus it has large storage room in the back."
"We'll take it." Bulma, giggling at the men, who had instantly ra over to check out the car.
It was obvious they liked it. The other two girls were smiling approvingly.
"Well then it's yours." The woman smiled, pulling out a set of car keys from the large pockets on
the apron she was wearing. It looked like she had many MANY more keys within them. She unlocked
the car by pushing a button on the key's key chain. It beeped.
"For the week." She added, handing Bulma the keys.
"How much?" Bulma asked, reaching into her pocket. She had come prepared with money.
"Well you have to do a little bit of paper work, so just follow me and we'll come back in a sec."
The woman replied.
"Alright." Bulma said, following the woman to the elivator, leaving the others to check out the
car.
Piccolo, Vegeta, and Goku were leaning inside, looking around. Goku ran his hand over the seat which
had a velet like material.
"Ooo soft." He smiled, rubbing the seat gently with his cheek.
"Wow, check out the sound system!" Piccolo exclaimed, pointing to the complex looking radio Casset Tape-CD player.
Large speakers were near the back and front, built into the doors.
"Put in some music." Vegeta said, sitting in the front, his hands on the wheel.
"right." Piccolo smirked, pulling off his back pack and pulling out his CD case. He pulled out
a Heavy metal CD and inserted it in the correct place. Soon the guys were headbanging to the
heavy guitar and drumbs booming over the speakers.
Chi-Chi and Karina were leaning against the back of the car, waiting for Bulma to return.
They jumped as the music started, startled.
"TURN IT DOWN!" Chi-Chi yelled, ordering them to turn down the music.
The music's volume decreased, but not all that much. Chi-Chi sighed, shaking her head. Guys.
A few minutes later Bulma returned without the woman, twirling the keys on her finger. She opened
the driver's door to be greeted by the loud heavy metal music. She scowled at Vegeta, who was sitting
in the drivers seat. He quickly turned the music down and got out of the car. Bulma nodded and sat down
where he had been.
As soon as everyone was seated Bulma started the car and backed out. Vegeta was in the passenger's
seat and Goku and Chi-Chi sat behind them. Piccolo and Karina sat in the back seat, Piccolo on his
lap top, typing away.
Vegeta crossed his arms as they drove out of the parking lot on the bottom level, pulling out onto
the street. He looked at his girl friend as she adressed him.
"Vegeta." Buma said, glancing away from the road, "Pull out the road map in the front pocket of
my bag."
Vegeta did as he was told, and handed it to her. She turned it this way and that as they were stopped
at a red light, reading it. As it turned green she put it down and accelerated, her foot pressing
on the gas pedal.
"It will be about an hour before we get to the forest we are camping in." Bulma announced as they
took an exit onto the high way.
She pressed the gas more, speeding up to join the flow of cars on the busy road.
~*~
Ok, I had to cut it here. If I did the camping in this chapter it would be rediculously long.
I'll try to get started on the next chapter ASAP, but I'm taking a break for a while. Hey, you
guys have to admit I update quite frequently. I got a mama load done on this chapter last night
as soon as I got back from Ruidoso and finished it up today. I even did a spell check! Isn't it nice
and practically typo free? I may have mispelled some words near the end, I did the spell check on
only most of it last night. Stayed up to 2A.M. I did. And I told my dad I went to bed around 11P.M.
I feel bad for lying...I'm going to go pray for a while...^.^
God be with you all! And PLEASE don't forget to REVIEW! Ty!^
^_~v Peace!
~*Dbz Chicka*~
but...you can use them in your fanfiction If you want. Just tell me you are and keep me updated
with the fic ^_^ Thank you.
Ok, lets get cracking, shall we? Enough of all this "blah blah blah" Lets get on with the chapter.
~*~
Bulma's alarm clock sounded, screeching through the quiet room, shattering the silence.
An arm protruded out from under the bedspread and clicked a button on the clock, turning it off.
Bulma sat up, the cover slipping off of her head, leaving her hair in a frizzy mess. She yawned
and stretched before looking the the clock with half closed eyes.
"7:30A.M..." She muttered, climbing out of bed and slowly walking to the bathroom at the end of
her bedroom.
Her eyes widened and her pupils dialated as she turned on the light to the bathroom. Bulma rubbed
her eyes and then looked in the mirror. She let out a little yelp at her hair. It was standing up in
all directions and was frizzy too. She looked like she had a very odd blue afro. She quickly grabbed
her brush and combed it down, using some water to 'calm the beast.'
Around 8:15 she emerged from her bedroom, dressed and ready. She was wearing a light blue shirt
with purple cursive writing on it that read, "Bulma Briefs." She was wearing dark blue caprees
and plain white tennishoes. {{I'm not sure how you spell that}}
Her hair was in a smooth pony tail that was ties with a dark blue ribbon. She had some light blue
eye shadow on, as well as blush and pink lipstick. She bounded downstairs, her pony tail flipping from
side to side behind her head. She peeked in the kitchen to see her parents eating breakfast.
Bulma sat down and joined them.
"So," her father stated, putting down his cup of coffee, "Today is the big day you leave for the
Vacation?"
Bulma nodded in reply as she ate her cereal.
"Oh my!" Mrs. Briefs exclaimed, her high annoying voice drawling, "You must be excited! Leaving with all
your friends and Vegeta, to boot!"
Bulma blushed slightly before responding, "Yeah it is cool."
"In my day we didn't have any of these fancy planes taking us places," Mr. Briefs reminisced,
"But now it's the latest thing and I'm making hover cars daily! Isn't that some change, kitty?"
Bulma rolled her eyes. She hated when he consulted with that stupid black cat on his shoulder.
You'd think one of the smartest men in the world would get someone better to talk to besides a
tiny black cat, which you only got "Meow" as a response from.
The cat, unsurprisingly, meowed in reply. He pet it gently and affectionately, as if it had given
him the answer he had wanted to hear.
Bulma finished her orange juice and stood up, announcing to her parents she was going to go and
get her luggage. When she returned downstairs, dragging her suit cases the whole way, her father
walked up to her as she was going through the front door.
"I believe it would be wise to call a limo." He said, doubting she could fit all of her friend's
bags, not to mention her's, in her car.
"Daddy, daddy," Bulma replied, shaking her head, "You are the one that created capsules, and you don't
even think to use them sometimes! I have plenty of storage capsules so each of my friends can have one!
I can't believe I didn't think of this earlier! It just came to me this morning. Now we can just stick
the capsules with the luggage in them in out carry on's!"
"Of course!" Her father chuckled, "Capsules! my my, your a smart girl, Bulma."
Bulma smiled in reply as she pulled out a pink capsule, threw it at her suit cases and they disappeared
in a puff of smoke. Bulma picked up the capsule that was now containing them and put it in her back pack.
"Where does she get it from, Kitty?" Dr. Briefs asked the little black cat on his shoulder.
"Meow." It replied.
"That's right!" Dr. Briefs chuckled, "She gets her looks AND her brains from me."
Bulma sweat dropped as the cat meowed again.
"Ok, so she gets her looks from her mother, but has my family's gene's for hair."
He looked at Bulma and studied her. "You are right, kitty, that seems correct. No one on Bunny's
side has that vibrant blue hair."
Bulma sighed, "Well I just have to grab the ice chest and capsule it, then I'll be on my way."
Dr. Briefs nodded and returned to the house as Bulma walked to the large freezer room.
Once inside she dragged the chest out, shut the door, and threw a ice blue colored capsule on top
of the cooler, which disappeared in a puff of smoke. The capsule laid alone in it's place.
Bulma picked it up. "It's cold." She smiled as she pocketed it, walking back to the house.
She said her farewells to her parents, giving them each a hug and kiss on the cheek.
When Bulma headed out the door and got in her car it was 9:15A.M. exactly.
As she drove down the road she wondered who to pick up first. She decided she'd get the girls
first, then pick up the guys, starting with Vegeta. She made a right turn and then two lefts and
stopped in front of the house that belonged to Chi-Chi. She got out and walked up to the front door and
rang the bell. She only had to wait about 5 seconds before the door opened.
"Come in." Chi-Chi smiled, stepping back into the house to let Bulma enter, "I just need some
help carrying my suit cases after I put on my make up."
"I have the solution to the suit case problem," Bulma grinned as she walked inside and Chi-Chi
closed the door behind her. The black haired female blinked twice.
"Where are they?" Bulma questioned, looking around the den.
"They are still in my room. You said you would be here at 9:30A.M. and you are just a bit early."
Chi-Chi replied, walking down the hall, Bulma following her.
Once in her friend's room, Bulma took out a purple capsule. Chi-Chi watched as Bulma threw the capsule
onto her luggage and in a puff of smoke it was gone, the capsule in it's place. Bulma picked it up and
held it up with a smirk, looking at Chi-Chi.
"Travel Size." She giggled, and Chi-Chi smiled ad laughed with her.
"That's pretty nifty." The black haired girl smiled as Bulma handed her the capsule and she pocketed it.
Chi-Chi looked nice in her light purple tee shirt that had Chi-Chi written in bold blue letters on
the front. She had a jean skirt that reached the knees, pockets on the sides and tiny colored flowers
all following the hems of her skirt.
"Well lets go get the others." Bulma said, heading out of Chi-Chi's bedroom, her black haired friend
following. "We can't be late for our flight."
Chi-Chi stopped at the front door, and Bulma did too, once she noticed that Chi-Chi wasn't following.
She walked back over to her friend, who looked thoughtful.
"What is it?" Bulma asked, blinking.
"I have a feeling I forgot something..." chi-Chi said slowly.
Bulma was silent for a moment and then suggested, "Did you leave your carry on?"
"That's it!" Chi-Chi exclaimed, running back to her room. Bulma waited only a few moments before
Chi-Chi returned, her back pack slung over her shoulder.
Chi-Chi smiled, "Lets go!"
"Right." Bulma nodded, running to the car, Chi-Chi on her heels.
Soon they were on the road, driving for Karina's house. They arrived minutes later, parking in front
of her house. They walked over to the front door and rang the bell. Karina opened the door about 10
seconds later. She was wearing a black leather skirt that just reached above her knees, and a bright
green shirt under a black leather jacket.
"Hey Karina!" Bulma greeted. "Nice outfit." She looked at her approvingly. "I like."
"Thanks." Karina looked at the object that Bulma was holding in the palm of her hand. "What's that?"
Bulma held the capsule in her hand up which was a pretty sky-blue color. "A dino cap or also called a capsule!"
"Oh, alright." Karina replied, "What's it for?"
"We're gonna use them for all of our luggage. Well, besides our bags we are going to bring on the plane."
"Word." Karina responded.
"So, lets get your stuff." Chi-Chi said as Karina stepped back to let them pass her.
Once inside Karina's room the three girls looked at the suit cases and Bulma quickly capsuled it.
Karina swooped it up with her hand and they were heading out the door. Her parents followed them
outside to say goodbye to their daughter.
"Bye bye, hon." Her mother said, hugging her.
"Bye mama!" Karina smiled, hugging her back.
"Buh Bye, Karina." Her father said, kissing her on the forehead.
"See you later, daddy." Karina said, standing on her tip toes to hug her taller father around the
neck.
Karina's mother was practically an older version of her daughter. Her dad was tall and thin.
He also had bright green hair and a matching green mustache. Bulma and Chi-Chi said bye to
her mom and dad politely before leaving.
"Who are we getting next?" Chi-Chi asked, sitting next to Bulma in the front.
"Vegeta." Bulma answered, smiling at Chi-Chi, "Would you mind sitting in the back so he can sit
up here with me?"
"Bulma!" Chi-Chi smiled, narrowing her eyes, "You need to keep your mind on driving, not making out."
Bulma blushed bright red and scowled at Chi-Chi, turning her head to her, "I WASN'T THINKING ABOUT
DOING THAT!!!"
"Suuuure you weren't..." Chi-Chi teased, smirking.
"Chi-Chi if don't shut up right now--" Bulma was cut off as the car ran into something.
After they all got over the shock of almost getting whip lash they all looked forward to
see what they had ran into at the same time.
It was tall, green, and muscular. He had his hand out, which had stopped the car from running him over.
He was smirking. His two suit cases were next to him and his back pack was in it's place on his back.
"Hello ladies," He said, walking around to Bulma's window, "Going a little off the road there, weren't ya?"
"Oh just a little, officer." Bulma smirked, putting emphasis on the word officer.
He chuckled and then said sarcastically, "Well I guess I'll have to write you up then."
The girls laughed a little.
"C'mon Piccolo." Karina smiled, opening the back door closest to him, "Get in."
"But I learned never to get in strage cars." Piccolo teased.
"Oh, and I'm some ugly fat hobo dude in a mask." Karina said skeptically.
"Wait, let me get your bags." Bulma said, getting out of the car. She came back with a bright green capsule,
which she handed to the bright green man.
"Thanks." Piccolo stared at the little capsule in his hand. "Cool. It matches me."
As they drove along Chi-Chi turned around in her seat to look at Piccolo, "Why were you out walking
around anyways?"
"I thought I'd meet you." He explained, "I woke up at six and didn't feel like sitting around
the house for any longer, so I thought I'd take a little walk. Good thing you guys ran into me instead
of some poor innocent civilian." He laughed.
"And why the heck were you going off the road in the first place??" He asked incredulously.
"I was teasing Bulma and she got all pissed at me." Chi-Chi smirked, receiving a glare from the
blue haired female.
"Oh? Teasing her about what?" Piccolo smirked, starting to gain interest.
"She just asked if I'd move to the back when we got to Vegeta's so he could sit up here with her.
And then I said 'You need to keep your mind on driving, not making out.' And she got all mad."
Chi-Chi explained, giggling.
Piccolo chuckled, "Are we heading to his house now?"
"Yep." Karina answered.
They soon arrived at his house. "I'll get him." Piccolo volunteered.
"Aww, Bulma wanted to do it! Ow!" Chi-Chi yelped as Bulma hit her on the arm. She then laughed.
Piccolo hopped out of the car and floated up to the door way. He was about to knock when the door
opened and he accidentally pounded Vegeta few times on the head with his fist. Vegeta fell back,
half surprised and half in pain.
"Oh Crap..." Piccolo said, backing up as the angered saiyan got to his feet, holding his head.
"Piccolo..." Vegeta growled stepping towards him, his fists clenched.
Piccolo quickly flew to the car, where Bulma was getting out. She had seen Piccolo knock her boy
friend on the head and was going to make sure there wasn't any permanent damage. Piccolo decided
to use her as his human shield.
This just seemed to make Vegeta even madder. "Put her down!" He growled, trying to get around a
surprised Bulma that was being held up by Piccolo. But Piccolo was too quick, and as soon as Vegeta moved,
Piccolo made sure Bulma was in front of him again.
"Go on, hit me! I dare ya!" Piccolo smirked.
"I mean it Piccolo, put her down!" Vegeta said angrily.
"As long as you don't try to hurt me. It's not like I MEANT to hit you." Piccolo said.
"Fine." Vegeta replied, crossing his arms.
A relieved Bulma was set on her feet again. "Uh...I'll go get the bags capsuled..." She said,
quickly walking away from Piccolo, who sweat dropped. 'I think she's scared of me now...' He thought,
then smirked, 'heh heh, cool.'
Chi-Chi had already transferred herself to the back seat next to Karina in the spacious back seat.
Vegeta got in the front passenger's seat. Piccolo got in the car again on Karina's other side.
Bulma soon returned, a red capsule in hand. Once seated, she handed it to Vegeta and explained
that his luggage was inside. He already had his backpack on.
Suddenly Piccolo burst out laughing and Vegeta and Bulma turned and looked at the green one,
who was having small fits of laughter, trying to shut himself up by covering his mouth with
his hand. Everyone raised an eyebrow at him.
"Are you on drugs?" Vegeta asked.
"No." Piccolo said, then snickered. His mouth became a forced straight line.
"Then what is so funny?" Vegeta growled.
"Nothing..." Piccolo said, looking up, "Nothing at all."
Chi-Chi smiled at him and he smiled back. He had remembered Chi-Chi's little joke and had for some
reason just then recalled it as Vegeta and bulma were sitting next to each other. It had seemed
terribly funny at the time.
So, they continued on their way, everyone, besides Chi-Chi and Piccolo stumped about Piccolo's sudden
laughter. They were soon pulling into the drive way of Goku's house.
"I'll go get him." Chi-Chi said, getting out of the car.
Bulma took this opportunity to get her revenge. "Have fun!" Bulma yelled after her as she walked
to Goku's front door. She stopped in her tracks and turned back to Bulma, blushing. She stuck out
her tongue and then continued walking to Goku's door. Once there she rang the bell.
Goku soon answered, smiling the famous Son Grin, "Hey Chi."
"Got all your stuff?" Chi-Chi replied, smiling.
"Yep." Goku said, lifting two suit cases at his sides and carrying them to the car, following
Chi-Chi. Bulma tossed Chi-Chi an orange capsule and winked.
"Right." Chi-Chi nodded, smiling. "Goku," she instructed, "set your suit cases down and I'll
put them in this capsule. It's for easier travel."
"Good idea." Goku smiled, setting his two cases down and walking up next to Chi-Chi, who quickly
capsuled them and gave Goku the capsule.
"I like the color!" Goku exclaimed, pocketing it.
Chi-Chi returned to her seat, but when Goku looked inside the car he found that all the seats were taken.
"No problem." Goku grinned, sitting on Chi-Chi's lap, "I'll just sit here."
Chi-Chi blinked as he put his arms around her neck and asked, his voice high pitched, "Do you really
love me?"
"Yes, silly." She smiled, "But please get off my lap, your crushing me."
"Are you saying I'm fat!?" Goku asked, his eyes widening and his voice sounding shocked.
"No, I'm saying your 215 pounds of heavy muscle." Chi-Chi smiled and Goku stood up, wrapping his
arms around her waist and picking her up as well. He then sat where she had been sitting and
placed her on his lap.
"Is this better?" He asked, his eyebrows raising up and down.
"Yep." Chi-Chi smiled, turning her head to Goku and kissing him. He kissed back.
Suddenly the car jerked backward and the two were forcefully pulled apart as Goku held on to Chi-Chi
so she wouldn't fall no the car floor. They both glared at Bulma who was chuckling.
"Get a room." The blue haired female smirked as she turned quite sharply. 'I think I got her back
for embarrassing me earlier.' Bulma thought as she drove to the airport, turning on the radio.
Soon they were all waiting to arrive at the crowded airport, anxious to get their vacation underway...
~*~ 10:15 A.M. The airport. ~*~
The gang stood in line, waiting to walk through the metal detectors. They had taken off their bags
and taken the change out of their pockets and set them in the little trays to be run through the
small conveyer belt to be checked by well trained eyes under an x ray sort of thing.
Karina walked through first and didn't set off the alarm. Then Bulma went through. No alarm.
Chi-Chi. No alarm. Piccolo. Still no alarm. Vegeta. Silence. Goku. The alarm sounded, the
beeping of the alarm annoying and shrill. Soon Goku was surrounded by men with hand held
metal detectors.
"Follow us sir." One of the men said, leading him behind the walk-through detectors. There they ran
their smaller hand held metal detectors over him. It beeped near his shoes.
"
Take off your shoes." The same man ordered, and Goku complied, blinking and wondering what was
setting off the alarm.
They shook his shoes but nothing came out, then they ran the metal detector over them. No beeping.
The men continued their search and this time a detector beeped near his chest.
"Shirt." The man ordered. Goku blushed a little as he lifted his shirt over his head and handed it
to them.
Soon Goku was in nothing but his boxers and his cheeks were a bright shade of red. Embarrassingly enough,
the boxers were black with little teddy bears all over them. He was consciously holding his hands
over the front of them, glaring at the man in a pleading way as if he was begging him to let him
get his clothes back on.
Vegeta and Piccolo, who were waiting with the girls for the men to finish searching Goku, were
cracking up and the teddy bear boxered saiyan. He shot them a cold glare, but it didn't have much
effect. Well, it just made them laugh even harder, the way he looked with teddy bear boxers and a
pouty scowl on his face.
"Alright sir." A man said, handing him back his shoes, socks, and the other clothes they had made
him take off. "I just found out that the hand held detector that kept going off has a little bug.
Sorry for the inconvenience. The walk-through must have just gone off spontaneously."
Goku quickly pulled on his pants, muttering about how much he hated technology sometimes. He was soon
fully dressed and joined his friends, Vegeta and Piccolo still snickering.
"Oh shut up." He growled as he passed them. They chuckled and followed, along with the giggling girls.
They now had their tickets and just had to find their gate. Strangely enough, it seemed the whole
airport was now empty. The food places, stores, everywhere. They didn't see anyone. And worst of
all, they couldn't find their gate.
"Usually they have signs..." Bulma blinked, looking around for some, but not seeing one.
"Maybe they took them down to get new ones and haven't put the new one's up yet." Piccolo suggested
as they walked around aimlessly.
{{Ok, I know the new signs thing is stupid, but hey, I had to make them get lost, and what did you
want me to say? It was an old fashioned airport that didn't have signs or what?? o_o;}}
"There's someone!" Karina exclaimed, pointing to a man who was pushing a luggage cart past them.
He was wearing an airport uniform, so obviously he worked there.
"Excuse me sir." Bulma said, tapping his shoulder. He looked over at her.
"Could you tell me where gate B15 is?" She asked, blinking.
"Hablo solamente español." The man replied waving his hand. ((I only speak Spanish.))
"I think he speaks Spanish only." Goku stated, holding up his finger.
"No duh, genius." Vegeta said, rolling his eyes.
"Well I can speak some spanish! Let me try!" Goku exclaimed, walking up to the man.
"Hola sir." Goku said. ((*Duh* Hello sir.))
"Hola hombre joven." The man replied, smiling. ((Hello Young Man.)) He seemed happy to see another
spanish speaking person in the air port.
"Nos pierden. ¿Puede usted ayudarnos?" Goku asked. ((*I think this is what he said o.O* We're lost.
Can you help us?))
"¿Con qué usted desea ayuda?" The man replied. ((With what you wish aid? *Yeah, weird I know*))
Goku blinked slowly, trying to place what he said. "Necesitamos encontrar el pepino B15." ((We need
to find cucumber B15.))
The man blinked, "¿Pepino?" ((Cucumber?))
'Maybe I said the wrong word for gate...' Goku thought and then tried again, "Necesitamos encontrar nuestro sofá ."
((We need to find our couch.))
"¿El hombre joven, es éste a la broma?" The man asked, scowling. ((Young man, is this a joke?))
Goku hadn't really understood what he said, only the fact that it was a question. "Er...sí?" ((Er...yes?))
"¡Salga de aquí ! ¡Pranks no se aprecia aquí !" The older man scowled, raising his voice and pointing.
((Leave here! Pranks are not appraised here! *o.O*))
Goku could tell he was mad, but didn't know why. He turned to the others. "I guess our gates in that
direction."
"You guess?" Vegeta asked, raising his eyebrow as they followed Goku, who was heading in the direction
that the man had pointed.
"Well I wasn't really clear on the last few sentences, but I'm assuming he means our gate is this way."
Goku explained.
They looked at the gate numbers that were separated by walls, and each had many chairs inside the
walls. The number of the gate was near the large, metal looking doors, on an electric sign. Then after
showing the gate number it said the flight, such as to Tokyo, Japan.
"Look!" Goku said as he reached his destination. He was pointing to the electric sign which flashed
"Gate B15, To Florida, USA." The others smiled as they took seats in some of the chairs that were
not yet occupied.
"I'm so glad we are on our way." Bulma smiled, leaning closer to Vegeta, who was sitting next to her.
She rested her head on his shoulder.
"Yeah." He replied, smirking and blushing a little.
"What time is it?" Piccolo asked.
Goku looked at his wrist watch, "10:25A.M."
"Alright." Piccolo replied, leaning back in his seat and closing his eyes, his arms crossed.
"They should be calling the seats soon, so here's your tickets." Bulma announced, handing out everyone's
tickets to the appropriate owners. They all took them and waited to board the plane.
A few minutes later they all looked up as a voice came over the loud speaker. You could see the person behind
the voice standing behind a desk sort of thing near a person standing near an odd machine.
"Flight 779 is now ready to board passengers. Those with seats A40 through A30 please come to the
machine behind me with your tickets ready. Thank you."
The gang looked at their tickets. Nope, not them yet. They waited as the person continued calling
seats, pausing only a few minutes to let those who's seats were called get their tickets checked
and disappear through the metal door that was behind the odd machine, which checked tickets.
{{I recently went on an airplane and it was similar to this, but I'm not all that good with explaining
crud like this.}}
Soon the gangs seats were called and they stood up and walked over to the ticket checker. Bulma was first
in line and she handed the man her ticket. He ran it trough the machine and on the small black screen
the letters and numbers flashed in bright green: Bulma Briefs Flight 779, seat A9. The man took her
ticket from the machine and handed it back to her, giving her a small nod. Bulma picked up her back pack
and continued through the open metal door.
The others went through the same process and walked down the long hallway, which was an extension
to the plane's door. As they walked the sound of clinking metal sounded with each step. The floor was
carpeted and lights were flashing from the low ceiling. Soon they reached the end and entered a
small door, the pilot and a woman in a blue suit style dress standing near the entrance inside.
They smiled and greeted them as they walked past, crouching slightly to get in the door.
Piccolo had to bow his head so he wouldn't hit it.
They walked past a blue curtain. There were blue leather seats, two on each side of the isle.
Above every other row on each side there was a TV screen coming down from the ceiling. Small windows were next
to each seat by the wall and seat belts were on every seat. There was a fold down tray table on the
back of each chair for the person behind it's convenience. Small radios were built into
the padded arm rests. Above every seat were adjustable air conditioning nozzles
and un-lit seat belt signs. There was also a button with a picture of a woman carrying a tray.
It's purpose was if they wanted to call the stewardess.
As the gang found their seats in the first class area, {{what I just described was the first class area}}
they saw another blue curtain behind them. They decided it was for the people not sitting in first class.
Bulma and Vegeta sat next to each other in the front row, table trays folded on the wall in front of them
and a TV screen built into the wall. On the other side it was the same, Chi-Chi and Goku sitting
there. Behind Goku and Chi-Chi sat Piccolo and Karina. Across from them on the other side of the isle
were two elderly women who were chatting excitedly, each holding knitting needles. There was no
one else sitting in the first class area yet.
The gang had put their bags in the over head compartment and now sat, talking, waiting for the plane
to take off. In no time at all a man's voice, no doubt the pilot's, came over the speaker as the
televisions in front of them snapped on.
"We are about to take off, but before that we request you remain quiet as you view a safety video
for your...uh...safety. Please fasten your seatbelts now. We will tell you when you can take them
off when t is allowed. Thank you and good day."
As everyone fastened their seat belts the safety video came on, telling them all the crap like
their seats could be used as floatation devices, the nearest exits, and what to do in case of
an emergency. {{You want details? Too bad.}} After the video finished a voice came on and explained
the video in spanish. Goku tried to identify what it was saying, but it was too fast for him to
understand.
Vegeta felt the plane start up and start to move. Bulma looked at him, her face not showing the
slightest look of worry. He was just a little nervous. He had never been on an airplane before
and the whole experience was new to him. Goku looked over his seat at Piccolo, his face a little
scared looking. Piccolo looked nervous, but not as much as Goku did. Karina seemed calm enough
as did Chi-Chi. They all felt the plane turn onto the run way.
Goku checked his seat belt to make sure it was on properly before taking Chi-Chi's hand for comfort
and using the other to hold onto the arm rest. He gulped as the speed of the plane increased.
Soon they were going so fast everyone was pressed back into their seats slightly, the plane
vibrating greatly. Piccolo felt his stomach {{He does have a stomach, doesn't he? *blinks*}}
jump as the plane lifted from the ground, taking off into the air.
After a few minutes of gaining altitude the pilot's voice returned over the speaker.
"You may now take off your seat belts and move freely around the plane to take bathroom breaks.
Otherwise we ask you please remain in your seats, so not to crowd the isles too much. Thank you and
enjoy your flight."
The gang unfastened their seat belts but no one got up. A movie was starting on the TV's and you had
to put on head phones and plug them into the radio thing and change it to the flight movie station
to get any sound.
"Cool!" Goku smiled, pulling on his headphones to listen to the movie, "The Matrix!"
"That movie is a rip." vegeta snorted, crossing his arms, "We could kick their butts any day."
"True." Goku admitted, "But it's a cool movie."
"Yeah..." Vegeta agreed. He also put on his headphones. Bulma and Chi-Chi decided to watch the movie
as well and pulled on their head phones. Piccolo was feeling a little queasy and didn't feel like
watching it. He held his hands to his stomach, which was feeling awfully like he had just eaten
soap bubbles. Karina noticed this and asked him if he was alright.
"It's just..." Piccolo answered, "My stomach hurts."
"It must be air sickness." Karina stated, pulling out a paper bag from under her seat. "If you feel
like you are going to be sick, use this."
"Thanks." Piccolo said, taking the bag. He opened it but didn't put his mouth to it. he didn't feel
that sick. Yet anyways. As the plane bounced slightly with a little turbulence Piccolo thought, 'This is
going to be a long flight...'
~*~
About an hour and a half later the Matrix ended and another had started, this time the Titanic. Vegeta and Goku
had instantly taken off their headphones. They knew all to well that it was a romance movie.
But still, bulma and Chi-Chi sighed dreamily at the romantic parts, cuddling up to their boy friends.
The guys sighed, sweat dropping. Girls.
Piccolo had miraculously fallen asleep, and was now dreaming of the vacation that was soon to come.
Karina was now watching the Titanic as was the other girls, her eyes sparkling at every mushy part.
After that movie had ended all three girls were in tears.
"That movie is so sad!" Bulma sniffled.
"I know!" Chi-Chi agreed, then blew her nose into a tissue.
"But romantic..." Karina added, putting her hands to her face, her eyes sparkling.
Vegeta and Goku rolled their eyes. The moment was interrupted by the pilot's voice.
"We are soon arriving in Florida. Please fasten your seat belts now and remain seated. Do not remove
your seat belts until you are permitted to do so. Thank you."
Karina shook Piccolo gently to wake him. As he woke he found his stomach still hurting. He rubbed
it as Karina spoke to him.
"We are landing soon, so get your seat belt on." she told him, then noticed he still looked ill, his skin
an odd color of green. It was the healthy bright green as before, but sort of a mellow greenish yellow.
"You still feeling sick?" She asked, patting his arm.
He nodded as he put on his seat belt. His fingers clenched the arm rests tightly as the plane descended
and finally touched the ground with a bump. He squint his eyes shut, waiting for the plane to slow to a stop.
As it did the pilot told them that it was now alright to take off your seat belts and collect
your belongings.
As they left the plane, Piccolo still feeling a little air sick, the pilot thanked them for flying
Delta airlines. They walked down another hallway like extension before arriving in the Florida
airport.
"Now what?" Chi-Chi asked Bulma as they stood there.
"Well, lets go get something to eat, then we'll rent a car and drive to the campsite." Bulma replied
and began to lead the way to the food court.
"Yeah! Food!" Goku cheered, rubbing his grumbling stomach.
"Great..." Piccolo said sourly. The thought of watching Vegeta and Goku make pigs of themselves
disgusted him even more than usual since he was feeling ill.
"What's wrong?" Goku asked, blinking at his off colored friend.
"I fell sick and, frankly, the thought of watching you and Vegeta gouge yourselves makes me want to puke."
Piccolo replied, scowling.
"He's air sick." Karina explained.
"Oh suck it up." Vegeta scoffed, crossing his arms as he looked at Piccolo, "You fly around all
the time, there's no reason for you to be air sick."
"It's different on a plane, Vegeta." Bulma scolded as they walked.
"Yeah but still, if you ask me, he's being a wimp." Vegeta replied, smirking.
"No one asked you Vegeta, so shut up." Piccolo shot back.
"Why don't you make me?" Vegeta scowled, stopping in front of Piccolo. The rest of the gang stopped
as well.
"What if I do?" Piccolo retorted, taking a step forward. Vegeta didn't step back, but instead
slid into a fighting stance.
"Stop this right now!" Bulma growled, walking in-between the two boys, a stern scowl on her face.
Bulma grabbed them both by the ear, surprising them. She dragged them along, them stumbling behind
her like children. The others laughed as they followed. Bulma looked like a mother about to discipline
her children. Piccolo and Vegeta both wore looks of pain as their ears were pulled, making them walk
along.
As they arrived at the food court bulma released her grip on the two's ears, spinning around to face
them. They both rubbed their sore ears, blushing slightly in embarrassment.
"Now stop acting like children and go get some food." She ordered, her hands on her hips.
They both nodded dumbly and walked with Goku to a Pizza place. Piccolo wasn't feeling sick any more
and they all enjoyed an extra large pizza. The girls decided on a soup and salad place and sat
eating, laughing, and talking.
"That was hilarious, Bulma." Chi-Chi grinned, sipping her soup, "The way you dragged Vegeta and Piccolo
by the ear through the air port."
Bulma smirked and replied, "Well if they are going to act like children I'm going to treat them like
children."
"Oh and if they misbehave again you'll give them a spanking?" Chi-Chi asked, smirking as well.
Karina giggled, "I bet Vegeta would like that." Chi-Chi and her started laughing.
"Shut up!" Bulma blushed, but smiled all the same, "NO I'm not going to spank them. That's ridiculous."
"But it would be some sight." Chi-Chi laughed, and the other two joined her.
~*~ With The Guys ~*~
"You should have seen the looks on your faces!" Goku laughed, taking a bite of pizza, "You looked
like little kids being dragged along by their mother!"
Piccolo and Vegeta snorted, Vegeta starting on yet another slice of pizza.
Piccolo smirked, coming up with a retort, "Well atleast we didn't ave to strip down to our boxers."
Goku blushed, swallowing, "That was so messed up! They made me strip down to my underwear them told
me the machines were defective!"
Vegeta and Piccolo laughed.
"Yeah, but it was freakin' funny." Vegeta smirked, finishing his slice.
"You wouldn't be saying that if you were the one in my place." Goku snorted.
"True, but the point is I wasn't." Vegeta replied, snickering.
"Well I'm done." Piccolo announced, wiping his mouth with his napkin.
"Just one more slice." Vegeta and Goku said in unison, reaching for the last piece of pizza. They
both grabbed it at the same time and looked up at each other.
"Hey, give it to me!" Goku scowled, pulling at it.
"No way! It's mine!" Vegeta said, pulling it back.
The two yanked it back and forth like little kids fighting over a toy. Piccolo sweat dropped.
Bulma, Chi-Chi, and Karina walked up, having finished their lunches and ready to go. They blinked
at the scene.
"What's going on?" Karina asked Piccolo.
"They are fighting over the last piece of pizza." Piccolo replied, shaking his head at their childish
behavior.
"Vegeta!" Bulma yelled, putting her hands on her hips and tapping her foot on the floor.
"What is it woman? Can't you see I'm busy!?" Vegeta replied, still pulling at the pizza slice.
"Give it here, Vegeta!" Goku said, pulling hard at the slice.
"In your dreams, Kakorot!" Vegeta replied, pulling hard as well. They were both now standing, pulling
at the slice with all their might.
The slice suddenly ripped, causing a surprised Vegeta and Goku to fall back on their rears.
"Ouch!" Goku yelped. Vegeta just winced. They both got up, the pizza halves now on the floor, spoiled.
Goku pouted, rubbing his butt, then scowled at Vegeta. "You ruined a perfectly good piece of food!" He yelled.
"I ruined!? YOU ruined!" Vegeta yelled back.
"Did not!" Goku argued.
"Did so!" Vegeta shot back.
"Did not!"
"Did so!"
"Did not!"
"Did so!"
"Did not!"
"Did so!"
"Did-"
"SHUT UP!!" Chi-Chi interrupted, not being able to stand it any more. They both shut their mouths,
looking on at the enraged Chi-Chi with looks of slight fear on their faces.
"You act like 5-year-olds!!" Chi-Chi yelled, her arms out at her sides.
"Do not." Vegeta muttered.
"You do but I don't." Goku said to Vegeta, turning away, closing his eyes, and crossing his arms.
He put his nose in the air.
"I do not!" Vegeta growled.
"You do so!" Goku replied.
"Do not!"
"Do so!"
"NOT THIS AGAIN!!" Bulma yelled, fed up with the two. The both looked at her with slightly wider eyes.
"He started it!" Goku blamed, pointing at Vegeta.
"I didn't! He did!" Vegeta yelled, pointing back.
"I don't care who started it!" Chi-Chi scowled, crossing her arms. "Apologize."
They both bowed their heads, "Sorry."
The two angry young women looked at the two childish young men for a moment before looking at each other.
"I swear, they can be so immature!" Bulma said, walking off, Chi-Chi at her side. Karina and Piccolo
followed, then Vegeta and Goku, who had shoved their hands in their pockets and were walking with
their heads bowed slightly, embarrassed a little.
"I know!" Chi-Chi agreed.
"Well anyways," Bulma said, shaking her head, "Lets get over to the car rental place and be on our
way."
"Alright." Chi-Chi responded.
In no time at all they had arrived at the car rental place, which was conveniently next to the airport
building. Bulma walked to one of the men that were behind a counter that was in front of the doors
the led to the car garage.
"We'd like to rent a car." She said simply as the man looked up.
He looked her up and down, a smirk crossing his face. He whistled and looked at her, "Aren't you
a fine little thing."
He had long brown hair and circle shaped sun glasses that hid brown eyes. He looked a little older than
she was. He noticed Chi-Chi and Karina, who were at each Bulma's sides.
"And your friends too." He commented, checking them out as well, "How can I help you three hott little
numbers?"
Bulma rolled her eyes at his comments. "As I said before we want to rent a car. What else would you
do here?" She said, sarcasm in her voice as she said the last sentence.
He cleared his throat, "I could show you around...if you know what I mean." He smirked, his
thick brown eyebrows raising up and down as his sun glasses drooped to the end of his nose,
exposing his playful eyes.
"Just a warning," Bulma smirked, leaning forward on the counter, her elbows propping her up, "Those
three muscular guys back there are our boyfriends, and if they see you hitting on us they wont hesitate
to kick your butt."
"Ooo, interesting." The guy said, leaning on the counter as well, his eyes sliding down to look lower than
her face, "Well they don't have to know, now do they? Why don't you and I just slip back into the
broom closet and-"
SLAP!!!
He was cut off as Bulma's hand collided hard with his cheek, turing his head almost completely around.
His cheek now had a bright red hand mark on it and he touched it gingerly, a tear in his eye.
He scowled at her, grabbing her wrist.
"No one slaps Turk, no matter how fine they are." He growled as she tried to pull away, but her efforts
were fruitless.
As he was about to slap her across the face he was lifted from his feet, a hand around his neck.
He immediately released Bulma's wrist as he grasped at the hand clenching his throat. He looked down
the arm to see it's belonger, which was none other than, yep, you guessed it, Vegeta.
He made small chocking noises as Vegeta continued to hold him off of his feet, giving him a deadly
scowl, "Were you just about to hit her?"
He coughed and shook his head, which was sort of hard to do, being in the position that he was.
"That's funny, because it looked a lot like you were about to hit her to me." Vegeta growled, his
scowl deepening.
"She *Cough* hit me first. *Choke* She would have deserved it." Turk replied, trying ti loosen
Vegeta's grip, but had no luck what so ever. Vegeta's grip only tightened.
"And why did she hit you in the first place?" Vegeta asked, knowing Bulma wouldn't just slap some
guy for kicks.
"Don't ask me, *hack* she's the little priss that did it. *cough*"
Now let me tell you, that was the wrong thing to say to Vegeta. Before the guy knew what hit him
he was on the floor with a black eye. He held it, whimpering slightly in pain. Vegeta looked down at
him and pulled him up by the collar of his shirt, making him stand.
"She is not a priss!" He growled in a deathly angry voice, making Turk wince.
"The reason I slapped him was he was hitting on me and the girls." Bulma interrupted, scowling,
"And he was being a disgusting pervert."
Chi-Chi and Karina nodded, agreeing. Goku and Piccolo were standing around Vegeta and the guy,
ready to hold back Vegeta if he got too violent. They both were glaring at Turk as well.
The guy soon had two black eyes, his sunglasses broken and dangling on the bridge of his nose.
"That's enough Vegeta..." Piccolo said as Vegeta held his fist back again, about to break the guy's nose.
Vegeta looked at Piccolo but decided the guy had had enough, and dropped him, letting him fall
painfully on his behind. The guy let out a little yelp of pain.
"C'mon," Vegeta said, "Lets go get another person to rent us a car."
The others nodded as they walked up to a lady behind the same counter, just further to the side
then the other guy had been. She had curly red hair that rested on her shoulders and purple sophisticated
glasses. As soon as they were in front on her she looked up.
She glanced Bulma, Karina, and Chi-Chi over. Then the pissed looking guys. She calmly said, as if
it was nothing new, "Turk hit on you girls, didn't he?"
They nodded and she smirked, pushing her glasses farther up the bridge of her nose, "Well that's no
surprise. It's about time some girls came in with their boy friends," She looked the guys up and
down, "And strong one's too."
"Yeah, I think Vegeta taught him a lesson." Goku smiled, "I would have if he hadn't."
"Well you guys came to rent a car," The woman said, standing, "so lets get to it."
She led the gang past the counter and through one of the doors that, of course, led to the garage
of rental cars. There were all different kinds in all different colors, all made by different
companies.
The woman turned to them when they neared the middle of the parking lot on the first level.
"What kind of car are you looking for? We have so many different cars we can find the perfect
one to fit all of your needs and desires."
"Well we are going on a camping trip," Buma explained, "For about a week and we will be back Saturday
to return it. We have six people and we need to make sure it can sort of go over tough terrain well.
Just to make sure."
"Mhmm..." The woman had a notepad out and was scribbling this down. She looked up after a moment
of consideration, "I think I have the perfect vehicle for you. Follow me."
They took the elevator to the third level garage and the woman walked down the rows of cars, finally
stopping a few moments later. She extended her hand to a black van-jeep looking vehicle. Red, yellow,
and orange flames ran down the sleek sides. The whole car looked very smooth and air-o-dinamic. {{Typo?}}
"The ST Extreme Explorer." She smirked. {{I made that up, heh heh}} "Perfect for the outdoors and
comfortably seats seven full grown adults, plus it has large storage room in the back."
"We'll take it." Bulma, giggling at the men, who had instantly ra over to check out the car.
It was obvious they liked it. The other two girls were smiling approvingly.
"Well then it's yours." The woman smiled, pulling out a set of car keys from the large pockets on
the apron she was wearing. It looked like she had many MANY more keys within them. She unlocked
the car by pushing a button on the key's key chain. It beeped.
"For the week." She added, handing Bulma the keys.
"How much?" Bulma asked, reaching into her pocket. She had come prepared with money.
"Well you have to do a little bit of paper work, so just follow me and we'll come back in a sec."
The woman replied.
"Alright." Bulma said, following the woman to the elivator, leaving the others to check out the
car.
Piccolo, Vegeta, and Goku were leaning inside, looking around. Goku ran his hand over the seat which
had a velet like material.
"Ooo soft." He smiled, rubbing the seat gently with his cheek.
"Wow, check out the sound system!" Piccolo exclaimed, pointing to the complex looking radio Casset Tape-CD player.
Large speakers were near the back and front, built into the doors.
"Put in some music." Vegeta said, sitting in the front, his hands on the wheel.
"right." Piccolo smirked, pulling off his back pack and pulling out his CD case. He pulled out
a Heavy metal CD and inserted it in the correct place. Soon the guys were headbanging to the
heavy guitar and drumbs booming over the speakers.
Chi-Chi and Karina were leaning against the back of the car, waiting for Bulma to return.
They jumped as the music started, startled.
"TURN IT DOWN!" Chi-Chi yelled, ordering them to turn down the music.
The music's volume decreased, but not all that much. Chi-Chi sighed, shaking her head. Guys.
A few minutes later Bulma returned without the woman, twirling the keys on her finger. She opened
the driver's door to be greeted by the loud heavy metal music. She scowled at Vegeta, who was sitting
in the drivers seat. He quickly turned the music down and got out of the car. Bulma nodded and sat down
where he had been.
As soon as everyone was seated Bulma started the car and backed out. Vegeta was in the passenger's
seat and Goku and Chi-Chi sat behind them. Piccolo and Karina sat in the back seat, Piccolo on his
lap top, typing away.
Vegeta crossed his arms as they drove out of the parking lot on the bottom level, pulling out onto
the street. He looked at his girl friend as she adressed him.
"Vegeta." Buma said, glancing away from the road, "Pull out the road map in the front pocket of
my bag."
Vegeta did as he was told, and handed it to her. She turned it this way and that as they were stopped
at a red light, reading it. As it turned green she put it down and accelerated, her foot pressing
on the gas pedal.
"It will be about an hour before we get to the forest we are camping in." Bulma announced as they
took an exit onto the high way.
She pressed the gas more, speeding up to join the flow of cars on the busy road.
~*~
Ok, I had to cut it here. If I did the camping in this chapter it would be rediculously long.
I'll try to get started on the next chapter ASAP, but I'm taking a break for a while. Hey, you
guys have to admit I update quite frequently. I got a mama load done on this chapter last night
as soon as I got back from Ruidoso and finished it up today. I even did a spell check! Isn't it nice
and practically typo free? I may have mispelled some words near the end, I did the spell check on
only most of it last night. Stayed up to 2A.M. I did. And I told my dad I went to bed around 11P.M.
I feel bad for lying...I'm going to go pray for a while...^.^
God be with you all! And PLEASE don't forget to REVIEW! Ty!^
^_~v Peace!
~*Dbz Chicka*~