The day began to flow, and slowly but surely the hours passed. Bulma was in her room and took some clothes out of the closet.


"I can't decide which dress to wear ..?" With these words, she began to perform a little fashion show in front of the mirror. However, she was not satisfied with anything. Something always bothered me. No dress was suitable. Bulma sighed and sat down on the bed. Then she looked again at her closet, which was open. There was a white box on the top shelf.


"Hhm ... Maybe I should claim my 'secret weapon' ..?"




Now a long way from Capsule Corp:


"Son Goku! Hurry up! Or do you want to be late for your own party ?!" Chi-chi's voice boomed through the whole house. "I'm already done!" So Goku answered frantically, who was stumbling through the room with his pants unbuttoned. "Damn it! Where's the belt? - That crap too ..."



Vegeta tripped his fingers impatiently against the wall. He had already been standing in the hallway for a quarter of an hour, in a tuxedo and all the trimmings, when he called: "Bulma! Where are you !?"


Bulma was still in her room, sitting in front of the mirror. She put on her red lipstick and smiled seductively at her reflection in the mirror.


“Now there's only one thing missing.” She took a small vial, opened it and sprayed the contents on her neck and wrists. "Perfect..."


Meanwhile Vegeta jumped from one leg to the other. Just as he was about to roar again, Bulma was standing on the top of the stairs and looking at him. Vegeta forgot to close his mouth and stared at Bulma with big eyes. She was wearing a long wine-red dress with a slit that only ended above her knee. Thin straps ran over her shoulders. She had pinned her hair backwards.


Bulma slowly went down the stairs (absolutely Hollywood suspect * g *).Vegeta couldn't take his eyes off her, which she felt.


"I can't decide which jewelry to wear ..." she said when she stood in front of Vegeta and showed him a red ribbon with a white rhinestone hanging from it, and a thin gold chain with a cross as a pendant.


"What do you think, what fits better?"


Vegeta paused: "Uh ... both are suitable, but ..." he hesitated for a moment, finally decided on the bond with the stone.


"O.k ... um, can you close it for me in the back please?" Bulma handed the tape to Vegeta and turned her back to him. He inhaled the sweet scent of her perfume and put the ribbon around Bulma's neck. For a moment he closed his eyes and imagined himself hugging Bulma.


"come on, we're late!" Bulma shouted and pulled Vegeta out of his dreamy thoughts.


"Damn it! It's starting again! -I have to control myself!" Vegeta forced himself as he got into the car ...