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"This is your Life.....Vegeta "Written By: Debs-dragon & SSjMatty Disclaimer: We don't own The DBZ crew a rich Japanese person does. We don't own the T.V. show 'This is your Life' either. We are just borrowing them all and making up our own brand of insane humour. No money being made here, don't sue as neither one of us has anything worthwhile, unless you want my dog. :) Rating: PG 13. Contains some violence and language. Notes: Again Matty and I were conversing and the idea of Vegetas past life being on display came to mind. Soon after this ficcy was born. The corny one liner's you can blame on Matt, the rest you can blame on me >_<
"This is your Life.... Vegeta" Chapter 3
Mike picked up the book once more and opened it up. "Lets continue shall we?" "Do we have to?" growled Vegeta. "Yes!" chorused the audience "This is more entertaining than the Jerry Springer show." "Hey Matty... there's an idea." called Deb. "I hear you." called back Matty. "Don't even think about it." said Vegeta, and he raised his hand. Deb ducked behind Matty. "Awww he's no fun." "Come on Deb, lets get out of here." said Matty and the two wanna be authors left to pound the keyboards once more. Mike tapped his foot..... "If you are quite finished..." "Oh yes.... we are... I have her back to work." called Matty as he cracked the whip. "Now you were sent to Frieza to further your training. " carried on Mike. "Thats wrong." "How so?" enquired Mike trying to control his temper. "My father sent me to Frieza on the pretence of furthering my training. In fact he sent me so he didn't have to deal with me anymore. He also thought that being with Frieza that I would get rid of his enemy for him." said Vegeta. "Ohhh you poor thing, that must have been terrible for you." said Bulma as she placed a hand on Vegeta's arm. "Actually it wasn't that bad, Frieza had some pretty cool training rooms and techniques." he replied. "Lets see what the other side to this story has to say. Ladies and gentlemen please welcome Frieza." Frieza appeared from behind the doors also wearing a halo but his was black. "What I want to know is why all these associates of yours are either wearing halo's or just voices." piped up a stage hand. "Ahh well that would be because they are dead." smirked Vegeta. "Ummm okay then..." and said stage hand retreated to a comfortable distance. "Now Frieza, Vegeta was sent to you by his father for training when he was just a small saiyajin." said Mike. "Yes." was the reply. "So can you tell us what it was like having the prince on your ship?" "To be honest he was a pain in the ass." Audience: "Gasp!" "Well he was. Trying to keep him occupied was a nightmare. He was a really obnoxious child. I gave him some Saiber men to train with but the brat kept blowing them up or ripping them apart faster that I could replace them. He trained with some of the equipment but again he destroyed it quicker than it could be fixed. He was a whinging brat who always complained that he needed better training partners or facilities." said Frieza. "He hasn't changed." muttered Bulma. Frieza cocked an invisible eyebrow. "I don't doubt it in the least. You have my full sympathy there my dear. Eventually I had had enough of his whining and practical jokes so I sent him along with Nappa to a remote planet. At least there he could blow up stuff to his hearts content and I didn't have to see him." "Yeah, thanks a lot." came Nappas voice. "While he was gone I decided to put and end to the planet Vegeta and blew it up. That way I was guaranteed there would never be any more little brats like him to haunt me." Frieza said with a smile. "But we were under the impression that the planet was destroyed as you saw the saiyajin race as a threat of sorts." said Mike. "Yeah well.... How would you like more of his type to be loose in the universe?" "Point taken. " said Mike. "Now when the news came through to you Vegeta you weren't overly upset by the news. Why is that may I ask?" "Think about it... With the rest of my race gone it left the field open for me to become the ultimate warrior. I had no opposition." he smirked. "Didn't you feel even the tiniest bit of sadness? I mean, your entire race gone in a flash." said Bulma in awe. Vegeta cocked his head to the side and thought for a moment before replying "No." "Oh. Okay then." and Bulma retreated back into her seat. "Can I sit down now?" asked Frieza. "Yeah sure." said Mike and he waved the purple and white creature towards the seats where Radditz was seated. Radditz looked up and smiled cockily. Frieza stopped in his tracks. Radditz patted the seat next to him and gave a wink. "On second thoughts maybe I will stand." said Frieza and he strolled over to the wall, turned and pressed his back against it. Folding his arms across his chest he tried hard not to look at Radditz. "Suit yourself." huffed Radditz. "It was brought to your notice that the earth contained what were known as Dragonballs." continued Mike oblivious to the exchange between Radditz and Frieza. "You can thank me for that one sweetie." called out Radditz. Vegeta glared. "I would have found out about them regardless of you." he sneered. "Ohhh... Mr Bossy boots, If I hadn't sent that message to you just before I was.... well sent to the next dimension it would have taken you years to learn about them." sniffed Radditz. "Cease fire!" screamed Bulma making everyone jump. "Enough of the bickering, lets get back to the script please." "Thankyou Bulma." said Mike. "No problem." replied Bulma. "What are you doing after the show?" "Errr nothing . Why?" "Fancy going for a coffee or something. We could get to know each other better." wheedled Bulma. "Umm I will have to think about that." replied Mike as he eyed Vegeta nervously. A burst of laughter came out of nowhere. "What was that?" asked Mike. "Ha ha ha. Serves you right Vegeta, I told you she was a two timing cow." said the voice. "Yamcha? Is that you?" exclaimed Bulma. "Yeah. Remember me? Im the one you said you couldn't live without, your knight in shining armour, the one you were going to marry. Then along comes spandex boy and within seconds you dump me and take off with him." Bulma blushed, Mike began to look a little uncomfortable. "Just so happens she wanted a real man, not some long haired gutless try to be warrior." smirked Vegeta. "Now tell the truth Vegeta. She only wanted you cause you were a prince. She thought she was getting involved with royalty. Then when she found out you didn't have a kingdom she turned all cold on you." snickered Yamcha's voice. "Not true." said Vegeta. "Well you cant tell me it was the spandex." *silence* Vegeta blushed..... Bulma blushed..... Frieza's mouth hung open as did Mikes, Radditz licked his lips. "Oh my god...... your not serious? Aghhhh..... thats revolting. Wanting another just because he wears spandex that clings to every muscle on his body, defining and showing off the curves." Radditz gave a moan and everyone stared at him. "I think I should shut up now." said Yamcha. "Good idea. Your not even supposed to be in this segment, your appearance comes up later." said Mike. "Lets continue shall we." asked Bulma nervously eyeing Vegeta out of the corner of her eye. "Now you heard about these mystical Dragon balls and set a course for earth in the hope of finding them and wishing for immortality for yourselves." continued Mike. "Thats right." said Vegeta. Bulma looked a little stunned. "Thats mean Vegeta, Mean and selfish. You are supposed to use the wishes for the benefit of other's." "Look who's talking oh female that wanted to find them to wish herself a boyfriend." said Vegeta sarcastically. "That was different." huffed Bulma. "How so?" Vegeta enquired. "Hang on a minute... how did you know about that?" Bulma asked folding her arms and mimicking Vegeta. "I have my ways." "Yeah, Bondage and torture..." piped up Yamchas voice. Radditz's eyes had opened amazingly wide at this tasty bit of information. Bulma groaned "Can't you lot shut up. Your driving poor Radditz to distraction over here." A polite cough... "Back to the Dragon balls if you please." said Mike. "Sorry." said Bulma. "It was upon your arrival on earth that you discovered that Radditz had met his maker." "Not before time." muttered Vegeta. Mike chose to ignore this. "And so as you went to search for the Dragon balls you also searched for his killer." "Yeah I wanted to shake his hand and thank him." Vegeta murmured. Still ignoring the sly comments that earned a death glare and pout from Radditz Mike pressed on. "Tell me do you recognise this voice?" "Hello Vegeta." Vegeta's lip curled in a snarl.... "No... you couldn't be that cruel to me.." Vegeta please make welcome your long time sparring partner, fellow saiyajin, many time saviour of the earth and strongest warrior in the universe.... Goku" The doors slid back and Goku walked out a big grin plastered to his face and waved at everyone. Vegeta turned and grimaced as he saw his long time rival step into the studio. "Oh god.... Please tell me this is a nightmare...." "Sorry sweetie, its real." came the sound of Radditz voice. Vegeta held his head in his hands and muttered "Why me?.... Why me?...." To be continued......
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