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Pretzels
by Breanne
Bulma woke up to find that she was alone in the bed. She
looked to the pillow beside her. No sign of being slept on except for a
small puddle of drool. It was very unlike her husband to be awake before
her. Bulma glanced at the alarm clock, no; she hadn't slept in
late.
"He better not be out training with Trunks this
morning," she said to herself as she rolled out of bed and slipped into her
robe. "He knows that we are going to the beach today for a picnic with Goku
and Chi-chi. Uuuuugggh! Where is that man?"
As if on cue, Vegeta appeared in front of her with a bag of
pretzels. He just smiled.
"Vegeta what do you think you are doing?!!" Bulma
screamed. "How do you think it feels to wake up to find your husband
missing?!! We are supposed to be going to the beach today and what are you
doing with that bag of pretzels?!!"
Vegeta said nothing but looked into the plastic bag.
"How do they get the salt to stick to the pretzels?" he asked.
Bulma looked at him, confused. "Honey, are you
okay?" she asked. She could smell the aroma of coffee coming from the
kitchen downstairs. "Oh great, you made some coffee. That's exactly
what I need right now." She walked around the Saiy-jin and ran down
the stairs.
Vegeta stuffed a couple of pretzels into his mouth then
followed her. Downstairs, He found Bulma gulping down a mug of coffee. The
next thing he knew, Vegeta was soaking wet from head to toe. He stared at his
wife blankly, she had the most disgusted look on her
face.
"What did you put into this?" she asked. "It tastes awful!"
"Number 1 ingredient: SALT! I wanted the coffee to be
just like these pretzels. Pretzels are my idol!" he replied.
"I don't know what is wrong with you." Bulma sighed
as she dumped the contents of the coffeepot down the drain. "I think
we need to take you to the doctor." She looked around.
"Honey? Honey where'd you go?" Looking out of the window, Bulma saw Vegeta lying on his stomach in the grass with his legs kicking and his arms flailing around. He appeared to be swimming on the lawn. Bulma rubbed her eyes and moaned.
"I better get him back inside before the neighbors
see him like this."
Bulma stormed out the kitchen door to scream at her
husband. "What do you think you are doing?!! Get back in that house
right now! We'll be late for our trip to the beach with Chi-chi and Goku.
Stop fooling around!"
Vegeta just continued on with what he was doing. "Leave
me alone, woman. Let me swim in my bag of pretzels!"
"I don't want you to eat anymore pretzels for now
on!" Bulma ordered and reached for the plastic bag.
Vegeta clutched the bag defensively. "How dare you
threaten to take my best friends hostage! Why won't you just let me eat
them?!"
"You have had too much salt!" and with one last
tug, Bulma released the bag from the Saiy-jin's grasp.
He looked like he was about to cry. Vegeta began
rocking back and forth saying
"Salt is good, yes. Yes it is. Salt is good.
Good salt. Vegeta be good boy and get his pretzels. Salt, salt. Must have
salt!"
"Vegeta, you're scaring me!" Bulma exclaimed.
"Please stop."
Vegeta appeared to be concerned and reached his hand out to
brush Bulma's hair out of her face. But then he started giggling and
almost fell down, he was laughing so hard.
"Doooooooa!" He grabbed the bag of pretzels and
jumped up to about as high the roof of
their small house. He hovered there with his legs crossed and the bag in
his lap.
At that moment, Goku and Chi-chi arrived on the flying Nimbus. Vegeta turned around,
"Hey, good buddy!" he said. "Would you like a pretzel?" He looked as happy as a clam but when Goku refused his expression changed.
"EAT PRETZEL OR DIE!!!!!!!!!!"
"Don't eat it!!" Bulma warned. "Those
pretzels have made him crazy!"
"I'm not crazy! You're the one who is crazy!"
Vegeta yelled then took off at terrific speed. The bag of pretzels fell
from where he had just floated. Just before they hit the ground there was
a flash of light, they heard someone say "yoink" and the plastic bag
disappeared.
West Capital City : A Vegeta Lover's Asylum
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