"Which party?" asked Vegeta. Bulma put on a cool look and said casually: "My parents were invited to an old friend's party, but they didn't feel like going. So I have to go there, for better or worse. And who else should I take with me if not you , huh ?! "


Vegeta got a little pissed off. `tz, I'm not her decency woof woof, and go with her to this shitty party just because she wants to go there! He replied something like that: "Oh, so you're only taking me with you because you have no one else, do you?" Bulma blushed slightly. "Um, well ... that's not how it was meant! I could go there alone ... it's just ... well ... alone it's so boring! The host is a damn corrosive guy, and he always throws himself at me when I'm alone ... Please, come with me! "Bulma prayed fervently that he would come with me. "Oh, then I should act as your friend, huh? Tell me, isn't it?" She blushed.But then she replied in a firm voice: "Yes, exactly. He would be able to do it better than you?" This answer made Vegeta puzzled. 'No, I'm imagining that now, right? You want something from me? Well, serene ... But actually ... 'then he was torn from his thoughts by her. "Hey, don't grin that stupid! Take a shower now! I also promise you that you will get a few extras in your GR if you go with me!" He was puzzled about the gravitation room (how do you spell the damn part!). Zack, he was in the bathroom and she could already hear the water splashing. `Hm, what a shame and I thought he would do it voluntarily. Well, what the heck. At least he'll be my friend for one evening ... `


A few minutes later Vegeta was standing in front of her with just a towel around her waist.


An ordeal for Bulma.










Sorry guys, it's only so short, but I have to go up to my mum, and because of you, Sally, I just kept writing!So don’t worry, it’s too short! * darling *


Bye, Stella