The MSTing of Dream a Little Dream - part 1
By: Majin Vegeta (but you may call me Majin the MSTer who isn't as good as Wauri Nekochan! ^_^)
Original Fic By: Mia Skywalker & Wataruo

Disclaimer: Another fic I have permission to MST. And this one is incredibly long. On another note, the same old MSTing cast will be here, and that would be Cell from Dragonball Z (if you never heard about DBZ are you really an anime fan?), Fibrizo and Xelloss from Slayers, and myself. That's right, me! The original fic is in the quotes like allows (I mean the little > signs).

Note: First few paragraphs introduce the madness.

Warning: Well little kiddies shouldn’t go around reading this cause Xelloss makes more ‘naughty’ jokes then usual. ^_^

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Fibrizo stood outside the MSTing theater waiting to beat the crap out of Majin for leaving him behind last time. (See the MSTing of To Be King or Not to Be King) "I'll kill that baka!"

Suddenly Majin appeared in a cloud of smoke, "You called master?". He then smirked at Fibrizo.

"YOU BAKA!" Fibrizo hits Majin over the head and kicks him and stuff. Random violence proceeds on for a few minutes. (Including an odd appearance by Shampoo and her war hammers, for whatever reason.)

"Ow." Majin muttered with dizzy type anime eyes. "I'm sorry, geez man!"

"Fine." Fibrizo muttered with his arms crossed. "When are the others coming?"

Just then Xelloss teleported in, he had a big mace in his hands. "Why hello everyone! What good timing!". Then he threw away the mace.

"Xelloss why...." Fibrizo started to ask but then he was cut off by Majin muttering 'don't ask, don't tell'.

And then Cell walked in. "Yeah yeah MST or whatever, oh I can hardly wait. NOT!". He said then simply walked into the theater. He was soon followed by everyone else.

> TITLE:  Dream a Little Dream - part 1:  Nightmares

MV: I want to dream a big dream!
Cell: You can't always get what you want so be quiet!
MV: Certainly my good android.

> AUTHOR:  Mia Skywalker, Wataruo

Xelloss: That should be 'AUTHORS' then. ^_^

> GENRE:  Dragonball Z
> CHARACTERS:  Vegeta, Bulma, and an unnamed demon

MV: Which unnamed demon?
Fibrizo: The Olsen Twins?
Cell: Barney and Friends?
Xelloss: FUNimation? ^_^
MV: I think it's FUNimation in this case.

> WARNINGS:  Angst, death, some blood, slight OOCness (due to the angst)

Cell: The death of Goku?
MV: Does it say Goku on the characters Cell? NO! SHUT UP!
Cell: DIE! ::Fires a Kamehameha at Majin::
MV: Ouch. @_@

> DISCLAIMER:  None of these characters are mine (or Shawna's),

MV: They are *MINE*! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!
Fibrizo: You wish!
MV: Why yes, yes I do.

> but if they ever come up for grabs, I get first dibs! Well, except for the demon, she was completely my invention!
> NOTES:  I had posted this before as a snippet, originally with no intention of ever finishing it. But because we were in the mood to write, but we weren't in the mood to write for ALitD

Xelloss: Oooo ALitD. ^_^ I understand.
Everybody but Xel: Inform us then, oh great trickster.
Xelloss: Sore wa himitsu desu! ^_^
::Everyone hits Xel over the head, all unexpected like and stuff::

> at the moment, we decided to finish this piece. I hope you enjoy.

Fibrizo: I probably won't.
MV: Nobody asked you.

> ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS:  TwoMoons for beta'ing

MV: As opposed to kappa'ing. ^_^
Cell: Or gamma'ing.
Xelloss: Or alpha'ing.
Fibrizo: Will you three grow up?
MV: Look who's talkin' shorty. ::Snickers::
Fibrizo:  ::Smacks Majin::

> this. Since it had previously been just a snippet, I hadn't had it beta'd before.

> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Cell: Ahhhhh! It's an army of ants!

> "You shouldn't have called your man

Fibrizo:  ::Imitating the person saying this:: Ranma. His name is Vegeta you $#&^@^#&^@ #*&^@&^*^$ @*$*&$(&!
Cell:  ::Imitating a Jerry Springer fan:: Jerry! Jerry! Jerry!

> on me, Bulma," the demon said, sneering at the mortal. "SOUL...

Xelloss:  ::Imitating the demon:: MUSIC RULES! ^_^

> SHATTER!!" it screamed and all the energy in its staff

MV: California could use some of that energy!

> seemed to explode in all directions, causing the house to shake, and for a split second, no one, even the demon
itself, could have moved or spoken to save their lives.

Cell: So the demon killed itself with it's own attack? Well, that's just plain stupid.
Fibrizo: Stupid lower class Mazoku, they never learn.
MV: Why must I hang out with evil people?
Fibrizo: Because you think we're cool.
MV: Besides that.
Xelloss: Sore wa himitsu desu! ^_^
MV: Shut up!

> ~~~~~*~~~~~

Cell: Hey look guys, one of the ants got squashed by all that energy from before!
Everyone: Wooooooow.

> The first thing Vegeta was aware of when he came to was

Fibrizo: He forgot to do the laundry today. The woman would probably kill him now.
MV: Hey you're really getting a hold on Vegeta's character Fibrizo!
Fibrizo: Well I only MSTed how many Dragonball Z fanfics?
MV: Uhhh counting this one, three.
Fibrizo: *Rhetorical* question genius.

> a pounding headache.

Xelloss: It was knocking on his door. That's how loud it was. ^_^

> "What happened?" he muttered aloud when he stood up. His eyes widened in shock

MV: Because he was electrocuted!
Cell: Pzzt!

> when he saw the remains of Capsule Corporation. "What the..." He glanced around in confusion. He didn't think that the ki blasts he had aimed at the demon were powerful enough to do this kind of damage. The house and
surrounding building were in shambles.

Cell: Oh too bad. Who cares?

> He stepped forward looking for the demon. //

Fibrizo: Where's the fraction?
MV: Nani?
Fibrizo: He used the little fraction bar symbol so where's the fraction?
MV: Oh you mean like 1/2, 2/4, 5/6 and such? Uhhh Vegeta is thinking.
Cell: That's a first.

> I'll splatter it all over the country side when I get hold of it.// He wanted to get even with it for calling him 'Bulma's
man'.

Xelloss:  ::Gasps:: Not 'Bulma's man' oh what a horrible horrible name! ^_^
MV: Shut up 'Filia's Man'. ::Snickers::
Xelloss: I see your point now. -_-

> The phrase implied ownership

Cell: No it actually tells you that Bulma is owning Vegeta. Thus the apostrophe.
MV: And that was Cell's English class today, although I always thought you were Japanese, Cell.
Cell: My name is *Cell* like how English can you get? Besides, I over heard some idiot FUNimation people talking about English and how they can mess up Dragonball Z some more, that was right before I killed them too.
MV: Go figure. Good job in this case.
Cell: Thanks!

> and no one owned him. //Or Bulma for that matter//

Fibrizo: I guess she doesn't count as 'no one'. Not like she's a person or anything, nope. It's not like that at all.

> he groused to himself as he stepped over various debris. It was as he was stepping over a fairly large sized boulder that his foot connected

Xelloss: The dots together! ^_^
MV: Well that makes sense.
Xelloss: Thanks! ^_^
MV: I was being sarcastic.
Xelloss: I know. ^_^

> with something soft. He stepped back and look down to see what it was.

> A hand, a very delicately boned

Xelloss: Chicken breast! ^_^
Everyone: SHUT UP FRUITCAKE!
Xelloss: ^_^

> hand was sticking out from a large piece of rock. Normally this kind of thing wouldn't bother the warrior but there was something very familiar about the shape of this hand.

Cell: Well yeah, besides the fact that it was shaped like a hand I guess.

> Then it struck him.

MV:  ::Imitating Vegeta:: Ouch! It struck me and it hurts!

> It was Bulma's hand.

Fibrizo: Bulma's hand, Bulma's man. This fic is all about Bulma and her possessions. Geez!

> Bulma was buried under the rock. Bulma was trapped under several hundred pounds of rock.

Xelloss: You just said that. ^_^

> The realization made something snap inside Vegeta

Cell: It's like he was made in Hong Kong or something!
Fibrizo:  ::Imitating a little kid:: Wahhhh! My Vegeta dollie snapped in half.
MV:  ::Laughs hysterically::
Fibrizo: What's so funny?
MV: Oh...nothing! ^_^ ::Snickers some more::

> and he sprang into action.

Cell:  ::Imitating a salesman:: Coming May 21, it's the new 'Springing into Action' Vegeta figures! He also says three phrases that are from the FUNimation dub!
MV: And that makes people want to buy it, why?
Cell: It doesn't, that's the point.

> "NO!!!!!"

Everyone: YES!

> the Saiyan prince shouted at the top of his lungs as he heaved the large boulder off of her. Vegeta found Bulma lying on her back, one hand thrown over her head, blood seeping from various gashes. From the position of her
legs, he could tell both legs were

Xelloss: In a very convenient position for him to penetrate her 'special area'. ^_^
MV: HENTAI! ::Smacks Xelloss::

> at least broken. //If she is even alive// came the unbidden thought. //No human could have possibly lived through
that.//

Fibrizo: What about an immortal human?
MV: The only way you can do that in the DBZ world is to wish for it. Errr so I guess that would be easy.

> Something in his stomach clenched

MV: There is that stomach clenching thing again. Vegeta must have one strong stomach muscle. (See the MSTing of To Be King or Not to be King)

> at the thought, then he shook his head as if to clear it.

Cell: Just like an Etch-A-Sketch!

> //NO// he thought to himself in denial of what was painfully obvious.

MV: That FUNimation sucks at dubbing?
Fibrizo: That his name was Vegeta?
Cell: That he repeated the word 'no' about three times in this paragraph?
Xelloss: That David Moo's voice sucks? ^_^

> //No, she is NOT dead.//

> He knelt down next to her and felt for a pulse. "Oh Bulma, please.... don't be dead," he whispered. She wasn't
breathing and he felt no pulse.

Fibrizo: Yeah that's a good sign someone is dead.

> "NO!"

Everyone: YES!

> he screamed in anguish. He pulled Bulma's lifeless body into his arms and buried his face against her shoulder.
"NO!!!"

Everyone: YES!

> he repeated again and again. "Don't do this to me." His voice was laced

Fibrizo: With nice smooth silk.

> with the agony

MV: AHHHHHH! Not Agony! ::Screams::
Fibrizo: Nani?
Cell: Don’t ask, don’t tell. Right?
Fibrizo: Fine.

Note: Anyone get the Agony joke? ^_^

> he felt.

> Until this moment, Vegeta hadn't realized how much this human woman meant to him. She was the only one who
really understood him.

Fibrizo: What about his millions of fans?
MV: What about Toriyama-sama?
Cell: What about himself?
Xelloss: What about his children? ^_^

> Bulma had taken him in, dared to argue with him, even though he could snap her like a twig. Bulma was not afraid of him. Vegeta didn't realize it, but tears had begun to flow from his eyes.

MV: And he didn't realize that how?
Fibrizo: He isn't in touch with his feminine side.
MV: Oh that explains it.

> He had never felt such loss, such desolation, such helplessness.

Cell: Not even when I killed Trunks? Man, he's a tough cookie to crack.

> Vegeta had never experienced any of the things he was now feeling. He didn't even know that he could feel with
this kind of intensity.

MV: What about him wanting to get stronger than Kakarotto and kill him off and stuff?
Fibrizo: Not intense enough!

> "Kami, don't die on me,"

Xelloss: But Kami can't die. ^_^

> he whispered hoarsely as his tears ran down his face. "I love you Bulma-chan. Please don't leave me," he begged
her lifeless form. "Please don't leave me."

MV:  ::Imitating Bulma's spirit:: Sorry, already did!

> ~~~~~*~~~~~

Cell: Must we be reminded of that poor dead ant every time?
MV: It looks that way.

> Bulma felt searing pain through her mind and body,

Fibrizo: Well duuuuuh.

> and thought for a brief

Cell: No pun intended of course. (See the MSTing of Good SSJ Goku & Bad SSJ Vegeta)
MV: I hate that joke.

> moment that she was dying. She heard a scream, a long drawn out sound that lasted forever, until the end of the
universe. After a while she'd realized that it was

MV: The scream of all the Dragonball Z fans who hated FUNimation, every single one of them.

> her own scream, torn from her throat by the burning pain.

Xelloss:  ::Holds up a bottle:: I'll sell you this new scream I got from Bulma Briefs! ^_^
Fibrizo: No way! How much is it?
Xelloss: Sore wa himitsu desu! ^_^
MV: That made so much sense.

> She passed out, wondering if she was dying, thinking that only death could be this painful.

Cell: Yeah if I'm the one who kills you.
Fibrizo: I prefer killing people instantly so I can make my enemy very angry and bring about the end of the world by having her cast the Giga Slave.
MV: Which only ends in...well you know. (Just to avoid the spoiler! I'm such a nice guy! ^_^)

> When she woke again, there was an odd sound

Fibrizo: It was the sound of mussssssssic!
Everyone: Yay!

>, and it took her a moment to realize the sound was her own ragged breathing.

Xelloss: Scantily-clad breathing? Ooooo ^_^
MV:  ::Smacks Xelloss:: Shut up!

> There were no other sounds. The silence was so intense it was almost painful. She opened her eyes to the
shattered remains of her own home, the Capsule Corp buildings. It didn't occur to her to wonder how she'd gotten
here, how she'd returned from that other dimension

Cell: Not the next dimension. NOOOOOO! (See the MSTing of Meowth’s Ransom, stick around to see the whole series too! ^_^)
MV: She said the other dimension, not the next dimension. ::Sweatdrops::
Cell: Oh.

> that somehow she'd been trapped in.

> She walked to the buildings, trying to find some signs of life. There was no indication that anyone was there,

Fibrizo: Besides the fact that she was just there a few minutes ago getting killed?
MV: Yeah besides that.

> that anyone had even been there in years. She looked around and realized there weren't even any animals, or any plants.

Cell: Of course not, the zoo took them all away!

> Somehow the buildings themselves had been transported to some otherworldly dimension.

MV: Oddworld?
Fibrizo: Bad horror movies?
Cell: Oz?
Xelloss: Whoville? ^_^
MV: Whoville? Oh that's so original Xel.
Xelloss: Of course. ^_^

> She frowned, a memory tickling

Xelloss:  ::Imitating Bulma:: Stop tickling me memory! ^_^

> the back of her mind, as she walked over to a large boulder and sat on it, contemplating the ruins. How had she
gotten here? How had her home gotten here? That memory tickled her again,

Xelloss:  ::Imitating Bulma:: I told you to stop stupid memory! CAN'T ANYBODY LISTEN AROUND HERE? ^_^
MV: Wow, good Bulma impression Xel!

> as she recognized the surrounding countryside finally, despite being denuded of life. Suddenly she realized that
her home hadn't gotten transported after all, that this was her home,

Cell: Be it ever so humble, there's no place like home.

> but that all life had somehow been leeched clean.

Fibrizo: Oh I did that. Whoopsie! My bad!

> She sucked in a breath, looking around. ::Son Goku?:: she wondered, panicking. ::Where is Son Goku?

Cell: Since when do you call someone by their first and last names anyway?
MV: Shut up Cell...uhhh Cell.
Cell:  ::Punches Majin for the heck of it:: I don't even have a last name.
MV: I know. @_@

> Where are my parents? Why didn't he stop whatever caused this?::

Xelloss: Am I the only one who noticed that Bulma thinks in colon's and Vegeta thinks in fraction bar symbols?
MV: Probably. But how is that funny?
Xelloss: Sore wa himitsu desu! ^_^
MV: I see.

> She ran, as fast as she could, to the Son house, her lungs burning by

Fibrizo: Acid someone spilt in the Chemistry lab?
Cell: Fire?

> the time she got there. She stared at the clearing where the house should have been. The well was there, as were
the firepits, but the house was gone. Almost as though it had never stood there. There was no sign of life here,
either. No plants, no animals....

> Bulma collapsed to her knees on the ground, weeping. Where was everyone? Was she alone?

Fibrizo: Well if she read the last few paragraphs she should be able to come up with that herself.

> She felt bereft, and a cold chill passed through her. She was alone, as she'd been alone all of her life. Even when
people were around her she'd been alone, so alone....

MV: That's an Offspring song!
Cell: Nobody cares!
MV: Ok then.

> She pounded her fists on the ground and wept, feeling her heart breaking.

Fibrizo: And then she died since her heart broke.
MV:  ::Imitating a small child:: Mommy mommy I need a new heart for my Bulma doll!
Xelloss: You forgot an important word in there Majin. ^_^ You meant to say your 'Bulma blowup doll' right? ^_^
MV:  ::Glares at Xel:: DIE! ::Hurts Xelloss in so many ways it would make the rating turn to NC-17 if I described them all::

> ~~~~~*~~~~~

Cell: I say we have a ceremony for that dead ant.

> Vegeta had no idea how long he knelt like that, holding Bulma's limp

MV: Biscuit!
Everyone: Nani?
MV: Don't ask, don't tell.
::Everyone else grunts::

> form against his, willing his mate to live. His head snapped

Cell: Like a twig.
Fibrizo: And there was much rejoicing!
MV: Ummmm.....nooooooooooooo.

> up at the word *mate*. He hadn't realized it beforehand, but the warrior had considered Bulma his wife. Vegeta
frowned, then looked back down at Bulma's body and tears started anew.

MV: A new what?
Xelloss: A new construction zone? ^_^
Fibrizo: A new album?
Cell: A new river?

> //Why now?// Vegeta wondered. //Why do I realize this now?//

Fibrizo: Simple, the authors wrote it now.

> The pain and an utter sense of loss filled his heart. He sat there for a few more moments as he allowed himself for the first time in years to feel, really feel.

Xelloss: Like a woman! ^_^
MV: I'm so very scared of you Xelloss, so very very scared.
Xelloss: Why? ^_^
MV: Sore wa himitsu desu! ^_^
Xelloss: I see. ^_^
MV: Not with your eyes closed! ^_^
Xelloss: ^_^

> //Sitting her bawling like a baby is not going to help you.//

Fibrizo: But sitting there bawling like an adult just might help you.

> His free hand brushed strands of hair away from her face and bent his head to place a soft kiss

Xelloss:  ::Starts up the bad dub music (aka porno music)::
MV:  ::Thinks up new and inventive ways to hit Xelloss and proceeds to use them on him::

> on her cooling forehead. "I should've told you," he whispered to her silent form. "I should've told you

Xelloss:  ::Imitating Vegeta:: That I'm a necrophiliac! ^_^
MV: Why do I even bother with you Xel? ::Smacks Xelloss again::
Cell: What the hell, Xelloss has more sexual innuendoes then usual today.
MV: You noticed too?
Cell: Yes.

> how much you mean to me. Would it please you to know you have done this to the strongest soldier in the
universe?"

Cell: He means Goku of course.
Fibrizo: So Bulma was cheating on Vegeta with Goku? It figures!
MV: Sounds like Jerry Springer time for these guys! Oh wait, Bulma is already dead.

> He knew he wasn't going to get a reply, but talking out loud was calming him, making him realize he could bring
Bulma back.

Fibrizo: With his collection of Van Halen CDs. All he has to do is give them to Kami and they can strike a deal to bring Bulma back to life.
MV:  ::Gasps:: Fibrizo, I never knew you were a lawyer!
Fibrizo: I'm not.
MV: Then stop acting like one!
Fibrizo: Shut up.

> Vegeta stood carrying Bulma over to a clearing and set her down. He knelt down to wipe the blood off of her face
and arrange her limbs so it gave the illusion

Cell: That Vegeta didn't kill her.
MV: But he didn't.
Cell: Hey I'm trying to make it funny here, so work with me.
MV: Ummm not if it isn't funny Cell.
Cell: Quiet you...you....Majin!
MV: Oh ouch, that one hurt sooooo much. ^_^

> of Bulma was only having a nap under a tree and was still alive. Vegeta felt an odd sense of calmness as he leaned over pressed one more kiss to her forehead and in smooth motion stood.

Everyone: Nani?

> He knew what he had to do. He had to find the dragonballs to bring Bulma back to life again.

MV: Wow, finally somebody actually thought about the concept of the Dragonballs. (See all my other MSTings)

> //And I have to get even with a certain demon.// His lip pulled into his familiar sneer, and a animal-like growl escaped

Fibrizo: The zoo! Watch out citizens of New York City, Vegeta’s animal-like growl is on the loose!

> his throat. //I'll kill it.//

Xelloss: And it’s little dog too. ^_^

> He realized that nothing less than the demon's death would appease his anger. //I'll rip out your insides while you
are still alive. I'll crush your limbs, a slow death will be most suitable for you.// A satisfied smile spread its way
across the prince's

Cell: Correction. Vegeta now wants to be called the Saiyajin formerly known at the Prince.

> lips. //For killing my mate, you demon, you will suffer and I will so enjoy your screams.//

Xelloss: If Vegeta wanted to have sex with the demon that badly he could of just told it! ^_^
MV: HENTAI! ::Smacks Xel with a mallet once again::

> A cruel laugh

Fibrizo: What a mean laugh! It doesn’t listen to *anybody*! How cruel of it!

> escaped Vegeta's lips, as he clenched his fist.

MV:  ::Imitating Vegeta:: DAMMIT! Nobody escapes my lips and lives to tell about it!

> His tail flicked behind him for a moment before wrapping around his waist. //I'm coming, demon// he thought as he
started out across what remained of Capsule Corporation. //And I will not be defeated.//

> The Saiyan warrior didn't have to go far before he encountered a figure he thought he would never see again.

Cell: The figure of Bulma’s mother?
Fibrizo: The square root of 4?
Xelloss: The amount of money Sabin made off of Dragonball GT?
MV: The number of people who watched ‘Big Brother’?

> Black eyes that were so like his own glared back at him. The disgust, apparent on the older man's breaded visage,

Cell: Breaded? So he has bread on his face?
MV:  ::Imitating Vegeta:: Hey, you have some bread on your face you baka.

> made Vegeta feel like an 8 year old again

Fibrizo: He looks like one already.
MV:  ::Facefaults:: Look who’s talkin’ *kiddo*.
Fibrizo: DIE! ::Punches Majin::

> seeking this man's approval.

> "So there you are brat." The older man growled at him. "I should've known that you would end up on this miserable
excuse for a planet."

> Vegeta scowled back, hiding his confusion at seeing his father. "What are you doing here, old man?" he snapped
back. "You are dead."

Xelloss:  ::Imitating Vegeta’s father:: Now I’m not. ^_^
MV:  ::Imitating Vegeta:: Well okay then.
Fibrizo: Psssst. ::Imitating the kid from the Sixth Sense:: I see dead people.
MV: We all see him Fibrizo.
Fibrizo: Oh ok then.

> "Not so dead that I can't see what a weakling you have become."

Cell: And that means what exactly?

> The elder Vegeta crossed his arms over his chest and sneered at his son. "You let a third class warrior beat you? A tailless, nameless

MV: His name is Kakarotto though. Or Goku if you prefer ^_^

> nobody beat the Heir to the throne of Vegeta-sei. How pathetic."

> Vegeta's fist clenched

Cell: Just like his stomach!

> at his side. His stomach muscles clenched in anguish.

Cell: See?
Fibrizo: Wow Cell you’re so smart.
Cell: Of course.

> How could he ever have wanted this man's approval?

Xelloss: He was his father perhaps? ^_^
MV: That might have something to do with it I suppose.

> But even now after all these years, Vegeta sensed within himself a desire for his father's approval. He had wanted
to make him proud. //What have I been thinking? This man is not a parent.//

Cell: Hey they have something in common!

> "And then you have to disgrace yourself further by getting involved with a human female." Vegeta's head snapped

Fibrizo:  ::Imitating Vegeta’s father:: Again? Damn it son! Someone get me some tape!

> up at the mention of Bulma. "You actually admitted feelings for her?" Vegeta's father laughed bitterly. "My son is a
weakling and a coward."

Xelloss: And you’re a dead guy. ^_^

> "You are wrong, old man." He glanced up at his father, his whole body shaking with the rage he felt. "I am not a
weakling or a coward. I will deal with Kakarotto when the time comes. As for Bulma..." Vegeta's eyes narrowed on
his father. "She is NOT your concern.

> "No? Have you considered the consequences of what you are doing? What if she gets pregnant?

MV: She’ll have a baby you moron!

> Then your offspring well be a genetic nightmare."

Cell: And they will terrorize the streets of Tokyo forever and ever.

> The old Vegeta

Fibrizo: Which will soon be replaced by a brand new Vegeta, don’t you worry.

> shook his head in distaste. "I should've killed you when you were born. You are a disgrace to the House of Vegeta-
sei. You are my biggest disappointment."

> Vegeta's eyebrows pulled together in his familiar frown. "No, father." Vegeta spat the word. "You are a
disappointment."

Xelloss:  ::Imitating Vegeta:: Because you’re dead and all. ^_^ I mean, what’s up with that? ^_^

> The elder Vegeta laughed as his image began to vanish. "You are nothing, Vegeta,

Fibrizo: Not even a bag of chips! ::Snaps fingers::

> and will never be anything. Do you think your human female will want you? After all you have done?"

MV: Hey Cell, after all you have done?
Cell: Nani?
MV: Exactly.
Xelloss: Majin is trying to say that that is supposed to be the same question. ^_^
Cell: Ooooooh.

> Vegeta could still hear his father's cruel laughter as he faded away. Vegeta howled

Fibrizo: Oh look Vegeta transforms into a dog.

> as he dropped to his knees in denial. "You are wrong, old man! I will prove it!"

> ~~~~~*~~~~~

Cell: Here lies a dead ant, we hardly knew him. ::Plays funeral music::
Fibrizo: Poor ant!
MV: Ummm
Fibrizo: NOT!
MV: Thought so.

> Bulma stared down at the tableau below her, wondering how she'd gotten here.

Xelloss:  ::Imitating Bulma:: Like, how have I gotten here? Oh look, it’s a tableau! How pretty! ^_^
MV:  ::Hits Xel for his dumb comment::

> Where was she?

Fibrizo: You’re the author, you should know!

> Why was she flying in the air, and her friends were down below? She wanted to be closer to them to see what was
happening, and suddenly she found herself hovering right above them. ::I'm flying? How am I flying?:: she
wondered to herself.

> She saw Goku down below, along with Vegeta, Yamcha and Krillin. They were bending over something that she
couldn't see because

Xelloss: She was focused on their backsides. ^_^
MV: ....
Fibrizo: .....
Cell: .....
Xelloss: ^_^

> they were obstructing her vision.

> She thought it was odd that none of them noticed her hovering over them. She landed lightly behind Goku and
touched his shoulder to show him that she'd been flying, and stopped in shock when her hand passed through him. She tried to speak, and discovered that she had no voice to speak with. ::Goku?:: she called out to her friend
mentally, but of course he didn't hear.

Cell: Goku is pretty deaf.

> She saw Vegeta standing next to them, his usual scowl plastered to

Fibrizo: The wall.
MV: That made sense.......
Cell: Wait a second.
MV: NOT!
Cell: I thought so.
Fibrizo: SHUT UP MAJIN!
MV: That’s my line so shut up Cell!
Cell: SHUT UP MAJIN!
Xelloss: I think the majority speaks for itself. ^_^
MV: Oh be quiet. ::Grunts::

> his face, and felt a wave

Cell: Hang ten!
Fibrizo: Calbunga!
MV: Not that kind of wave! ::Sweatdrops::

> of relief. ::Vegeta, what's going on?:: she sent to him.

Fibrizo: Sent what? A Hallmark card?
Cell: Her collection of 80’s bottle caps?
MV: Her brand new car?
Xelloss: Her panties? ^_^
MV: Like we didn’t expect you to say that Xel. ::Hits Xelloss for no reason at all::

> She was surprised when she got no answer from him at all, not even the echo

Fibrizo: Echo echo echo echo.

> of his thoughts came back to her. It was as though he wasn't there... or she wasn't there. She started to panic, her heart beating wildly

Cell: When hearts beat wildly, part 5.

> in her fear. ::My heart is beating, I *must* be here, right? Why can't they see me? Why can't they hear me?::

MV: Do you guys hear something?
Xelloss: Nope, and I certainly don’t see anything. ^_^
Fibrizo: That’s because you have your eyes closed dummy.
Xelloss: Of course. ^_^

> Then she heard Yamcha laugh, and he and Krillin moved aside, allowing her a view of what they were looking at. Her heart stopped beating completely, and she forgot to breathe.

Cell: Ding dong Bulma is dead, ding dong the blue haired woman is dead!
Fibrizo: Which blue haired woman?
Cell: The wicked blue haired woman! Ding dong Bulma is dead!

> She thought she was going to pass out from the sight.

Fibrizo: Well she is already dead and all so it doesn’t matter.
MV: I knew I should of picked up a new cast of MSTers today.
Fibrizo: What’s that supposed to mean?
MV: It means I don’t wanna be here.
Xelloss: And *we* do? ^_^
MV: You have to be here, I’m making you stay here haha!
::Majin gets beat up again::
MV: @_@ Ow.

> She was looking down at herself,

Cell: Talk about low self-esteem.

> sprawled upon the ground. Her head was crushed in by what appeared to be a large piece of debris. It must have struck her when her friends were sparring in the yard. She choked, staring down at her own body. ::Am I dead,
then? Am I a ghost?::

Xelloss: Yes, a dead ghost. ^_^ Since you died twice.

> She looked at her friends, tears streaming down her face, choking her throat.

Fibrizo: The tears want to kill her.
MV: They just couldn’t be man enough to get a gun could they? No, they had to choke her to death! Stupid tears!

> And she almost passed out from shock.

Cell: Pzzt!

> Her friends were laughing.

> Goku stood there with a hand behind his head, a puzzled look on his face.

Everyone:  ::Completely deadpan:: Same old, same old.

> "Well, she really should have been more careful," he was saying earnestly.

> "Yeah," Krillin agreed. "She was always getting in the way. And then yelling at us when she'd get hurt. Especially
me!"

> "No kidding." Yamcha nodded at the smaller man. "Man, am I glad to be rid of her at last. She was always

MV:  ::Imitating Yamcha:: Getting in the way of my plans to take over the universe!

> screeching and yelling at me, too. I'm just as glad she's not going to yell at me every time I look at another woman
now."

> Vegeta gave a short bark

Cell: There is a dog motif for Vegeta in this fic.
Everyone: Yay!

> of laughter, and then an evil smirk settled on his features.

Fibrizo: An evil smirk? In other words you mean his usual smirk?

> "She was weak. Good riddance!"

> Yamcha looked surprised. "I thought you liked her!" he exclaimed.

> Vegeta sneered at him. "No way! I was just keeping her happy

MV: How? By making her cook all your food?

> so she would keep working on my gravity room when I needed it." Bulma wanted to faint. He couldn't really mean
that, could he?

Xelloss: Consult the magic 8-ball and find out. ^_^
MV: I think I will. ::Pulls out a magic 8-ball from hammerspace and shakes it:: Look it says ‘Tilt!’.
Cell: They sure don’t make plastic magic 8-balls like they used to.

> He was just using her the whole time? Then Vegeta leaned forward and spoke in a softer voice, saying something
quite crude about her to the other men.

MV: Well I’m happy to report this isn’t the FUNimationized Vegeta at least.
Fibrizo: What gave it away, the crudeness?
MV: Of course!

> Bulma shook with pain and embarrassment at his words. ::Does he really think that of me?::

> His smirk widened, and he sauntered toward the house. "Well, at least I don't have to be so secretive anymore!

MV: Xelloss do you have somebody that builds you gravity rooms that I can kill?
Xelloss: Nope! ^_^
MV: Damn it! ::Grunts:: I’ll never find out your secrets *now*.
Xelloss: Of course. ^_^

> Woman! Get out here!" he shouted toward the house.

Cell: The house is a woman?

> Mrs. Briefs walked out of the kitchen door, her eyes lighting up when she saw Vegeta. "Vegeta-chan!" she called
out. "What is it?"

> "Oh, just the removal of some useless baggage," he replied, indicating Bulma's body.

MV:  ::Humming the song ‘Issues to himself:: Oh man Vegeta got issues and Bulma is gonna pay, gonna pay.
Fibrizo: Do you have to be here? I mean really, you are more annoying than Xelloss!
MV: Is that possible?
Xelloss: Nope! ^_^
Fibrizo: Shut up.

> Bulma held her breath.

Cell: For ransom!

> Surely her mother would berate them for treating her this way. But instead her mother just looked at her sadly and
shook her head. "I always told her that she'd get into trouble, always doing things her own way. Oh well, at least we don't have to worry about her finding out the truth anymore, do we?" And with that she wrapped her arms around
Vegeta's neck, and gave him a passionate kiss.

MV: Sick dude! Vegeta and Bulma’s mom, SICK! @_@
Fibrizo: That was the most disturbing part of this fic. I’m scarred for life now.

> Something in Bulma's mind snapped.

Cell: Like a pencil made out of ply-wood.

> ::NOOOOO!!!::

Everyone: YES!

> she cried out soundlessly, and then everything went black.

Xelloss: Where did the fanfic go? ::Looks around::
MV: I dunno. Ummmm fanfic, where are ya fanfic? Here fanfic fanfic fanfic.

Note: Errr ok I stole that from Mystery Science Theater 3000, go figure. -_-;

> ~~~~~*~~~~~

MV: There it is!
Cell: And the little dead ant too.

> It took Vegeta several long minutes to get hold of himself.

Xelloss: Oh he’s masturbating again? ^_^
MV: ...... ::Smacks Xelloss with a big uhh cudgel::

> He wasn't a failure. Bulma did want him. Why else would she put up with him if she didn't want him?

Everyone: Uhhhhh good question.

> Why did she invite him to stay if she didn't feel something for him?

> He needed to prove it and the only way he knew he could was to find the dragonballs and bring Bulma back. But
what if she didn't want him and wanted Yamcha instead?

Cell: Simple, you kill Yamcha! Problem solved!

> His fingers clawed

Fibrizo: The dog motif is endless.

> into the ground at his sides. But first he had something else to deal with, that demon...

MV: Also known as Bob Sagat.

> He got gracefully to his feet and clenched his fists. He needed to focus if he wanted to beat it, and the way his
emotions were now he would be defeated again. Vegeta took a deep breath to clear his thoughts; a smile slowly
spread its way across his face as he headed out across the ruins of Capsule Corporation.

Cell:  ::Imitating Vegeta:: Yay! I get to fly around the house without the woman around! Yay!

> A figure suddenly materialized in front of him, startling the Saiyan warrior nearly out of his wits, and his jaw dropped when he figured out who it was standing in front of him.

Fibrizo: Oh Kami it’s Martha Stewart!

> "Kakarotto?" Vegeta got control of his emotions once again and snarled at the other man. "What are you doing
here?"

> "Oh I came to give you a hand."

Xelloss:  ::Imitating Goku:: A hand job!
MV:  ::Smacks Xelloss again::

> Goku gave Vegeta

Fibrizo: His right hand. He said he wanted to give Vegeta a hand so he did.
MV: Corny

> one of those friendly smiles of his and placed a hand behind his head. "That demon will be a handful."

Cell: Oh stop with the hand jokes!

> "I don't need your help Kakarotto." Vegeta snorted. "I can handle it."

> "Sure Vegeta. Whatever you say. I mean you did everything you could to prevent this, right?"

Cell:  ::Imitating Vegeta:: Well yeah, I trained in the gravity room from 2 to 10. Hmmm...oh wait are you talking about the death of Bulma? Well, no I didn’t in that case.

> Vegeta's eyes narrowed, thick brows pulling together into a frown.

FIbrizo: His eyebrows are frowning?
Cell: And why are the eyebrows pulling together? Are they playing tug-a-war?
Xelloss:  ::Imitating an old man:: Back in my day our eyebrows practiced even more exercises then your computer loving, interest hippie, television junkie, DVD watching, digital generation did. ^_^
MV: The funny thing is Xelloss is over one thousand years old.
Xelloss: That’s right whippersnapper. ^_^
Everyone: ....

> "What are you talking about?"

> "I mean you were the one that blasted the demon and made it destroy everything and kill Bulma." Goku shrugged his shoulders. "It's not a big deal that you messed up again. Underestimating your opponent, like you did with Freezer."

> Vegeta's lips pulled up into a snarl. How dare he? How dare that third class low-life insult his Prince?

Cell: What kind of question is that?
Fibrizo: It’s the second one today!
Everyone: Yay!

> "Careful Kakarotto," he warned. "You don't want to end up dead."

> Goku had the nerve to laugh. "Oh sure, come off it Vegeta,

MV: Come off what?
Cell: His ego?
Fibrizo: His platform shoes that make him look taller?
Xelloss: His (censored) he got from his pet dog?
MV: Sick dude! ::Hits Xelloss with a baseball bat::

> you know you can't beat me, and I am a third class Saiyan. How are you going to beat that demon without my help?"

> Vegeta turned and stalked away.

Fibrizo:  ::Imitating Goku:: Damnit Vegeta, stop stalking my friend, Away!

> He heard the crunch of stones behind him and whirled to see the tall man

Cell: Eating the crunchy stones, he was hungry.

> following him. "Just what do you think you are doing?"

Cell:  ::Imitating Goku:: Eating rocks! Yummmmm.....rocks.

> "Coming with you. After all I can't trust you to beat that demon, and if you die I have to fight it anyway...."

> "SHUT UP KAKAROTTO!" Vegeta shouted.

MV: Finally he said his signature line!
Fibrizo: And there was much rejoicing!
Everyone: Yay!

> Goku just smiled at the prince.

Cell: DAMN IT! It’s the Saiyajin formerly known at the Prince!

> "Sure, I'll stay out of your way."

Xelloss: He just told you to shut up, not to stay out of his way. -_-;
MV: Woah Goku can make Xel sweatdrop, that’s some accomplishment.
Fibrizo: Yeah I heard it’s almost impossible to make Xel sweatdrop.
Xelloss: I’m sitting right here guys. ^_^
Cell:  ::Smirks:: Nobody cares. Hey bakas, back to the fic!
::Everyone turns back to the fic::

> Vegeta ground his teeth together and headed back over the debris, wondering a bit impatiently where that demon was so he could tear it limb from limb.

Xelloss: That’s a weird term for sex. ^_^
MV:  ::Smacks Xelloss with a heavy metal object::

> //Then you're next Kakarotto. You're next.//

Cell: Next for what?
Xelloss: He wants to have sex with Goku too. ^_^
MV:  ::Tapes Xelloss’ lips together and smacks him a few times::

> ~~~~~*~~~~~

Fibrizo: Damn it this country is slow picking up dead animals!
Cell: Damn the national highway system!

> She was alone. Everyone was gone, and she was alone.

Fibrizo: In that case let’s leave. ::Gets up::
MV: Not that alone! ::Pulls Fibrizo back into his seat:: Now watch!
Fibrizo:  ::Mutters some obscenities under his breath::

> As always. She sighed as she sat in the darkening room, sensing if not seeing the sun set outside. There
was nothing for her to do any longer. Her son had grown up, her friends had all moved on to other things, and Vegeta had left her long ago.

> Vegeta. Even the brush of his name in her thoughts brought her pain. He'd left her so long ago, when it became obvious that he wasn't going to age like she was. He'd tired of being with an old woman - a weak human woman,

Cell: So what does he do?
MV: He cheated on Bulma with her mother who is a lot weaker then her and not even as smart!
Cell: Errr that’s correct actually.

> as he always mocked her. She thought of him, the old heartbreak still as fresh

Fibrizo:  ::Imitating Mr. Tweak from South Park:: Fresh like a beautiful sunset where you have a nice cup of, Tweak’s coffee.
MV: .......
Cell: ......
Xelloss: .....
Fibrizo:  ::Grins:: What a funny group of people! ^_^
MV: How....strange.

> and painful as it had been the day he'd walked out on her. She'd learned to live with it, but she'd never really gotten over it.

> She stood up as the house darkened, and walked slowly to the kitchen to make herself a cup of tea.

Cell:  ::Imitating Bulma:: I’m making a little tea cup short and stout, here is the handle and her is the spout.

> She always walked slowly these days; she couldn't move fast anymore, not with her arthritis.

MV: She must drive like an old person too then.

> She moved stiffly to the teapot, sighing when she realized it would take a while for the water to heat up again. She liked her old-fashioned teapot, even though she knew there were faster ways to heat water.

> She sat down gingerly at the kitchen table, waiting for the water to boil, and thought about her life. She didn't like reminiscing about the past, but then again, there wasn't much in her present for her to think about. And her future seemed even emptier. No one ever visited, and she had no one to visit anymore. Chi-chi and Son Goku had moved away long ago, and were busy with their grandchildren. She'd never had a chance to have grandchildren, or at least never to see them. Her son had left with his father, training to be a 'great Saiyan warrior' like him. She'd lost him long before he'd physically left, because he'd never really wanted to be there. She didn't even know if he'd ever married and had any children. If he was anything like his father, he probably didn't want any long-term commitments, not with a weak human female.

> She sighed in resignation. There was no use mooning

Xelloss: Bulma used to moon people? And I missed that, darn! ^_^
MV: Not that kinda mooning ya hentai!
Xelloss: Oh. ^_^

> about it anymore. It was the past, and one must look forward

Fibrizo: Never backwards, you might break your neck looking backwards.

>.... She considered that. Look forward to what? The future?

Cell: Look forward to the time when the ‘ultimate fighting machine’ (that’s me guys!) lands to Earth and kills you.
Fibrizo: Look forward to the time I bring the world back to it’s original chaotic state.
Xelloss: Look forward to looking forward. ^_^
MV: Look forward to waking up!
Everyone but MV: Nani?
MV: Well duh, it’s a dream! Something like this wouldn’t ever happen!
Everyone but MV: Good point...
MV: And the title gave it away too.
Everyone by MV: -_-;

> More loneliness like she had now? Even her company, the Capsule Corp,

Cell: Which I will invest tons on shares into.
MV: I didn’t know biological androids needed money.
Cell: Hey a guy has to make a living somehow.

> had passed into other hands. She sighed again, her breath shuddering, and she realized that she was on the verge of tears. She took a few deep breaths to steady herself. But what did it matter if she did cry? There was no one there to see her, no one to judge her

Fibrizo: That would be our job!
Xelloss: That’s right! ^_^

> and call her weak for doing so, no one to mock her pain.

MV: Except for us of course.

> She laid her head on her arms, holding back the tears more from habit than anything else. It was the whistle of the teakettle that attracted her attention before she gave in to the tears. She got up slowly again, her muscles almost
creaking with the effort. She winced. It was getting painful to move around any longer. She was on medication for it, but it had gotten so much worse lately. She wasn't sure how much longer she could live here, if she couldn't do things for herself anymore.

> It was the shaking of the teakettle in her hand when she lifted it that clued

Fibrizo: Ah-hah so it was Mr. Mustard in the kitchen with the teakettle!

> her off. She stared at it for a moment, wondering why it was shaking like that, and then she realized that her hands were trembling uncontrollably. She tried to walk to the table to put it down, and found that she couldn't move. Her vision seemed to narrow into a small field, focusing on the teakettle and her hands, and she felt a squeezing against her heart. ::No! This can't be happening!:: she thought wildly.

Xelloss: That’s wild. ^_^

> ::I've never had any heart problems, I'm fine! This can't be happening to me!::

Cell: What’s that river in Egypt called? The Nile? Denial! It’s happening to you Miss DENIAL!
MV: Riiiiiiiiiight, you heard that from the Sailor Moon dub didn’t you?
Cell: Yes......
MV: Riiiiiiiiight.

> She tried to take a step forward, but her feet and legs were caught in molasses.

Fibrizo: Which just appeared out of nowhere.

> Her vision continued to narrow. There wasn't blackness around it, just... nothing. She tried to take another step forward, and the floor came up on her very fast.

Xelloss: Bad floor! Lay down floor! Bad floor! ^_^

> //I just wish I'd had a chance to say goodbye to Vegeta, to say goodbye to my son// were her last thoughts before it all went dark.

Cell: Not again, someone turn on the damn lights.
Fibrizo: Where the hell is the fanfic? ::Looks around::

> ~~~~~*~~~~~

MV: Found it and the little dead ant too!
Everyone: Yay!

> Vegeta found himself alone once more. //What was I doing again?//

Xelloss: You were thinking about senile old men. ^_^

> He looked off to the distance and scowled, trying to remember. The past few minutes were a blur to him. He surveyed his surroundings with a frown. Capsule Corporation was demolished, the surrounding countryside looked like it had been hit with heavy artillery, and he couldn't remember what had happened to it and for some reason his chest really hurt.

Cell: I think his stomach clenched a little *too* much that time.

> "What is going on here?" he said aloud. His voice echoed,

Fibrizo: Echo echo echo echo.

> reminding the warrior how alone he actually was. //Where is everyone?// The warrior couldn't sense any ki on the planet. Nothing. There wasn't even a flicker of energy anywhere.

MV: Hey it’s like California!

> Not even animals.

Fibrizo: They were taken to the zoo, doesn’t anyone listen in this fic?

> Vegeta frowned again. //No. I can't be the only living thing on this planet.// It wasn't possible was it? How was it that he was the only thing left living on the earth? He took to the air, determined to find other signs of life. He crisscrossed the globe seven times

Xelloss: Around the world in a half hour! ^_^

> before he finally realized that he was indeed the only thing left alive.

> //No.// Vegeta shook his head to clear it. The Saiyan warrior headed back to Capsule Corp wondering what had happened to everyone. //I am alone.// Vegeta looked out at the remains of the buildings and felt something that was foreign to him.

Cell: A Badly dubbed English voice?
Fibrizo: A haircut?
Xelloss: The concept of fasting? ^_^
MV: The band Foreigner?

> Fear. Vegeta was afraid. It chilled him to think that he was the only living thing in the world. //Bulma?// He clenched his fist and stared at it not really seeing it. //What happened to you?// The thought that he would never hear her voice again made him realize how lonely he would be. There would be no Kakarotto to challenge. No Yamcha or Krillin to terrorize.

Fibrizo: Like Godzilla. Well at least that would be in Krillin’s perspective since he is a little midget.

> There would be only him and the silence. The silence was what bothered him the most. No one was talking, no birds singing, no sound of water flowing, it was completely silent. The only thing he could hear was his own breathing.

Xelloss: it isn’t complete silence then. ^_^

> //I don't want to be alone// he thought as he sat down on a large boulder.

Fibrizo: That popped up out of no where.

> //Anything but that. Please don't let me be alone.//

> ~~~~~*~~~~~

Cell: Well how do you think the poor dead ant feels Vegeta? He’s dead, you’re not. SHUT UP YOU WUSS!
MV:  ::Sweatdrops:: You’re talking to the screen Cell.
Cell: Oh yeah.

> Bulma woke, every muscle in her body aching with pain. She opened her eyes to see the curtains fluttering gently over her bed. Curtains? Bed? She was alive? She gasped in relief, realizing that it had all been a dream. A dream!

Fibrizo: Imagine them bananas.
MV: Nani?
Fibrizo: Nevermind.
Xelloss: Moving on. ^_^

> The whole thing must have just been a nightmare. She wondered if any of it was real,

Cell: Not if it was a dream. Duh!

> and then shook her head. Probably none of it. Not her death,

Xelloss: It takes a genius to figure out she didn’t really die? ^_^

> not the emptiness of everyone being gone, not those strange people on that odd world,

MV: Weren’t they her friends and wasn’t it Earth?
Fibrizo: Yes. Thus the terms ‘strange people’ and ‘odd world’.
MV: Oh yeah!

> none of it. It was just a dream, a horrible nightmare.

Cell: Like watching the plot of Dragonball GT unravel?
Fibrizo: Like watching Fox’s version of Slayers?
Xelloss: Like watching an entire Teletubbies marathon several times? ^_^
MV: Like MSTing one more chapter of Meowth’s Ransom?

> She sighed wearily, wondering why she still felt tired. Maybe she should go back to bed again.... She shuddered at the thought of having another nightmare like that, and decided it was time to get out of bed. She was alive!

MV:  ::Imitating Dr. Frankenstien:: It’s alive, it’s alive! Mwahahahahahahaha!
Xelloss: Even I have to admit, that was way to easy for you Majin. ^_^
MV: I know, it’s an easy opening.

> She wanted to shout with relief. She hurried through her morning toiletries, for once not spending over an hour getting ready.

Fibrizo: It only took fifty nine minutes this time.

> She ran downstairs and into the kitchen, and saw her mother washing the breakfast dishes. She blinked when she
noticed nothing remaining on the table except for dirty dishes. "What's for breakfast, mother?"

Cell:  ::Imitating Bulma’s mom:: For you, rat poison.
Fibrizo:  ::Imitating Bulma:: Yum! That’s good eatin’!

> she asked, wondering where all the food had gone.

MV:  ::Singing with a twangy voice:: Where have all the cowboys gone?

> Mrs. Briefs finally turned and looked at her daughter, blinking at her unfocusedly.

Xelloss: What's an 'unfocusedly'?
MV: A new brand of car! You have your Focus and now you have your 'Unfocusedly' car!

> "Oh, we've already eaten, Bulma."

Xelloss: We ate you out Bulma. ^_^
MV:  ::Hits Xelloss with a golf club, then a tennis racket, then a baseball bat, and finally a hockey stick::
Fibrizo: Majin is feeling sporty during this beating of Xel.

> "Um...." Bulma blinked in confusion. "Isn't there anything left?"

> "Oh no. We were very hungry. Especially Vegeta-chan." There was a dreamy look in her eyes as she said the Saiyan Prince's name.

Everyone: Oh the humanity!

> Bulma's heart almost stopped. Vegeta-chan? A vague sense of foreboding, like maybe the prior dream she'd had hadn't really been a dream, started to nag at her. "You didn't save anything for me?"

> Mrs. Briefs finally focused on the younger woman, and frowned in confusion. "Of course not. Why should we save anything for you? You can make something for yourself if you want it. We weren't going to wait for you." She shrugged. "It's not as if you're useful for anything, anyway."

> Bulma felt that she'd been punched in the stomach, and she nodded slowly and absently at her mother, then walked out the kitchen door to the yard in a zombie-like trance.

MV: Bulma must have slept badly. Oh wait, she still is sleeping!
Fibrizo: How did you know that?
MV: Besides the fact that it always happens like that? Well, I read the fics before hand dummy!
Fibrizo: Oh yeah.

> She saw Goku and Vegeta sparring above the house.

Cell:  ::Imitating Vegeta:: It’s my house Kakarotto!
Xelloss:  ::Imitating Goku:: Mine! ^_^
Cell: Mine!
Xelloss: Mine! (and so on...)

> Krillin and Yamcha were lounging on the patio, watching the two Saiyans, and she couldn't help breathing a sigh of relief. Maybe they could help her make some sense of what was going on here. She waved at them and called out to them, but when they turned scornful and indifferent expressions toward her, her smile faded. ::What's going on here?:: she wondered desperately.

> "Yamcha?" She looked at him, and continued tentatively at his derisive look. Do you know what's going on with my mother? Why is she acting so strange?"

> "Strange? How?" Yamcha frowned at her.

> "Well...."

Fibrizo:  ::Imitating Bulma:: She’s acting smart...which is unusual.

> Bulma trailed off, not really sure how to explain it. "She's acting like she's upset at me or something."

> Yamcha laughed mockingly, an odd sound coming from his handsome throat.

Xelloss: Maybe to a vampire his throat is handsome. ^_^

> "Bulma, you're going to have to stop believing that the universe centers around you."

Fibrizo:  ::Imitating Bulma:: You mean....it doesn’t? NOOOOOOOO!

> He stopped laughing and looked at her contemptuously. "It doesn't, you know. You're not even all that important to us. How many times have we saved the world?

MV: Well I think you saved the world about zero times Yamcha. Goku is the one that always does it, not you. You’re just there to back everyone up!
Cell: You’re talking to the screen Majin.
MV: I know damn it!

> All you've ever done is get in the way and make trouble for us, so we have to rescue you. And yell at us when you think we've done something wrong. I haven't seen *you* out there risking your life to save the world, and yet you think you're so important and that you can boss us around!"

> "That's right!"

Cell: You *are* that important!

> Krillin chimed in, agreeing with the taller warrior. "You're always getting mad and hitting me for no reason, and how many times have I saved your life?"

Xelloss:  ::Imitating Bulma:: Ummm next to none. ^_^

> Bulma choked, gasping for breath, trying to come to terms with what she was hearing. "But I've... I've helped gather the dragonballs to save both of you before! I've always helped you gather the dragonballs!"

> She hadn't noticed the two Saiyans land nearby, having overheard the exchange, until Goku spoke up. "That's right, Bulma. You're the one with the dragonradars. That's why we've never said anything to you before. But even
when I was little, you took advantage of me for the dragonballs. You used me to protect you, and you were going to betray me, weren't you? You didn't care about me back then. You've never really cared about anyone." He spoke with the sincerity and honesty that he always used, and she stared at him, numb with shock.

Cell: Pzzt!

> "Goku?" she asked questioningly. "But I... I cared about you! I did!"

> He shook his head, smiling slightly. "No you didn't. You didn't tell me that when we would call the dragons to get the wish that I would lose my dragonball. You just wanted to get your wish, and you had me tag along behind you to protect you. You weren't very nice to me back then, but you always expected me to rescue you, and then you'd yell at me!"

> "But I... why didn't you say anything before?" Tears stung

Fibrizo:  ::Imitating Bulma:: Ow DAMN YOU TEARS!

> her eyes. "Why are you telling me this now?"

> He continued to smile at her ingenuously.

Cell: Ingenuously is a bad word to describe Goku with.
MV: I think you’re thinking of genius, genius.
Cell: Shut up...

> "Because you still had the dragonradars, and that was the only way we could gather the dragonballs. I had to save my friends, if one of them got killed in a fight. *They* were actually doing something useful, after all! But we don't need you any more, because Guru and Dende can summon the dragonballs if we need them. So we don't need you
anymore."

> "Don't need...." Bulma choked, reaching for the rail to hold herself upright. She thought she was about to collapse. She looked at Vegeta, desperation in her gaze, hoping that he would at least support her. "Vegeta, do you...?"

> Vegeta gave a short bark

Xelloss: And continued the dog motif in this story! ^_^

> of laughter and smirked evilly. "Give it up, woman. You're weak. You've always been weak. What did you think I could ever have seen in you? I was only using you because you could rebuild the gravity room if I needed it." His eyes narrowed and he advanced on her, a cruel smile on his face. When his nose was practically touching hers, he spoke again, his tone merciless and derisive, with a vicious gleam in his eyes. "You didn't *really* think I would care about someone as ugly and stupid as you, did you? I'm the Prince of Vegeta-sei, I wouldn't stick myself with a low-born, low-class, weak little nothing like you! You' re not even very good in bed!"

Xelloss:  ::Imitating Vegeta:: But apparently your mother is. ^_^

> Yamcha tossed his head scornfully. "Why do you think I never touched you?

MV: Ummm women’s rights?

> Because I respected you? You know I've been with other women. I just never *wanted* to touch a woman as annoying and pathetic as you are! Vegeta's right, you're just ugly and stupid and irritating. You've been a thorn in my side practically since I've known you. I've wanted to break up with you for years, but didn't want to make you so mad at me that you wouldn't gather the dragonballs if I died!"

> Vegeta's grin widened, and he grabbed her arm and twisted it viciously, driving her to the ground, to her knees. Tears filled her eyes, partly from the physical pain, but mostly from the emotional pain of what she was hearing. "What, did you think I actually *cared* about you? I care about Kakarot more than I do you!

Xelloss: Oooo yaoi! ^_^
Cell: .....
Fibrizo: .....
MV: Just don’t talk anymore Xel.

> At least he's a Saiyan, and one of my few remaining subjects, so he has *some* value to me. You, you're just a,"

Cell: Blue haired woman?
Fibrizo: Genius?
MV: A person who is having a dream inside a dream?
Xelloss: Hot piece of arse? ^_^
MV: Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees Xel, that’s what Vegeta said.
Xelloss: I know. ^_^

> he made a gesture and used a crude term that almost caused Bulma to faint. She leaned forward on the palms of her hands, feeling nauseous, and wondered what she'd done to deserve it. And then all of their voices came to her all at once, telling her about her failures, her weakness, her uselessness, and most of all, the fact that none of them cared about her, that none of them had ever cared. She pitched

Cell: And Vegeta hit the ball!
FIbrizo: And it’s outta there!

> forward, weak with nausea and despair, as everything went black.

MV: Oh where oh where has the little fic gone, oh where oh where has it gone?
Xelloss: Somebody turn on the lights! ^_^

> ~~~~~*~~~~~

Cell: Here it is! ::Fires a Kamehameha at the rest of the ‘ants’:: All of you die!
‘Ants’: We’re melting, melting, oh what a world it is! ::They all die::
MV: And there was much rejoicing!
Everyone: Yay!

> Vegeta shivered from the cold in the room. Something had happened to the temperature gauge and it had never been fixed.

Fibrizo: In other words, Vegeta became a redneck.

> There were quite a few things in the house that didn't work anymore. But then no one fixed things like Bulma did.

> Bulma. Vegeta's eyes shut at the memory. She had been dead for over 50 years now, but the pain of her loss was still as fresh as the day it had happened. His Bulma. They had never married, but had only lived together for a short while. It had seemed to the prince that she had been satisfied with him, but when they discovered that he could not give her what she wanted, she had left and married Yamcha.

> Vegeta laughed bitterly, then ended up coughing up blood. He held his sides as the pain eased and sighed. To think that Bulma had left him because he couldn't give her the only thing she had really wanted. Vegeta wasn't fertile. Of all
things that he wasn't capable of, the fact that he couldn't get Bulma pregnant still bothered the warrior, and the fact that she had seven children to Yamcha had driven the insult in even further. Every time he saw one of Bulma's children, the two that were still living, he was filled with a bitter regret. A sense of wrongness always overcame him. Somehow those brats should be his. He hadn't even realized that he had wanted children until Bulma had discovered him incapable of doing that simplest of things.

> "I swear, Vegeta, you are pathetic," she had told him with her hands on her hips. "You can destroy planets but you can't give me a baby? What do you think? That I'll live forever?"

Xelloss:  ::Imitating Vegeta:: Uhh yeah? ^_^

> He had tried to talk her in to staying with him. He had told her that he loved her. He had begged her to let him stay with her. But she had merely laughed and said that he was less than a man, and had told him that since he couldn't give her what she wanted, then she would go find someone who could. Two weeks later, she married Yamcha.

> Yamcha. The name left a bitter taste in his mouth. Not only had the other man taken the woman he loved away from him, but he had beaten him in the world's martial arts tournament.

Everyone: How?

> Defeated him in front of millions of people, and Bulma had laughed. Laughed and told him that she knew he was weak. She had walked away holding her third child, and he had lost the will to fight.

> He still couldn't figure out how or when Yamcha had become more powerful than himself.

Everyone: Neither can we.

> After he had married Bulma, Yamcha's power had tripled, rivaling Goku's.

Fibrizo: Yeah sure, Yamcha rivaling Goku’s power. Sure. This must be a nightmare.
MV: Uh-huh.

> And two years after his disgrace, Yamcha's power surpassed Vegeta's younger rival, and for the life of him, Vegeta couldn't figure out how he had managed it.

Everyone: And we can’t either.

> Kakarotto. His oldest rival had died a year before, and now Vegeta had no one to talk to. //Not that it matters// he thought bitterly. //I am dying anyway.// He had cancer.

Cell: Cancer the crab? So he was born in July?

> Cancer, of all things. It was eating at him,

Xelloss: That’s some hungry cancer. ^_^

> stealing what was left of his power, and the only thing it gave him in return was pain. But it wasn't going to win. He wouldn't let it. Not after everything that had happened.

> Vegeta swung his legs out of bed and stood on shaky legs. "You won't win," he told empty air.

Fibrizo:  ::Imitating Vegeta:: For I am stronger than you are empty air! I am the mighty Prince Vegeta!

> He found himself suddenly angry. "You won't win," he repeated a little louder than before. He had no idea to whom he was speaking, but he found himself getting even angrier. "You won't take my power too." Vegeta was surprised to feel the power flowing through him again. "Not this time." Vegeta felt himself getting stronger as he was getting angrier. "NO! I will not die like this!" He shouted it this time. His hands were tightly clenched into fists. His fingernails were actually drawing blood. "I will die like a warrior. I will convince Bulma that she needs me."

MV: Dude, she’s dead.

> The warrior was letting his emotions take over. The anger that washed over him was sharp and nothing like he could ever remember experiencing, and then his body felt warm, encased in a slow golden glow.

> "NO!!!!!!!" Vegeta screamed as he sat up. The Saiyan's breathing was ragged. He stood up. "I won't let you." He blinked in confusion when he found himself standing in the living room of the Capsule house. Everything was where it should be, except two things had changed. Vegeta had become a Super Saiyan and Bulma was laying the middle on the living room unconscious. "NO!" He repeated and knelt beside her. He scooped her up in his arms, his memories flooding back. He had challenged that demon, and it had blasted them with a beam. The beam had caused all the nightmares. And if he experienced it, then Bulma was still in the midst of her dreams. He had to wake her before it was too late. Before the darkness over took her and the demon's spell killed her.

> "I won't let it." Vegeta whispered against her hair, as he held her close. "I won't let this hurt you. I swear."

> //Bulma listen to me. You need to wake up now. This is nothing but a bad dream.//

Fibrizo: I wish it was only a bad dream.
MV: Hey this fanfic is really great! I like it! Shut up you moron! ::Smacks Fibrizo::
Fibrizo: NOW YOU DIE! ::Smacks Majin::
Xelloss: Finally, someone isn’t smacking me. ^_^
MV & Fibrizo: SHUT UP FRUITCAKE! ::Smack Xel::
Xelloss: @_@

> ~~~~~*~~~~~

> As Bulma slept, she dreamed. Memories filtered through her dreams, sparkling motes of light that drifted lazily down, fluttering past her heart, and she remembered....

Cell: That today was the day she had to take out the trash?
Xelloss: That MCI charges too much? ^_^
Fibrizo: That FUNimation sucks?
MV: That AOL is slow as hell?

> ~~~ TO BE CONTINUED ~~~

Everyone: Dum dum dum!
Cell: The first part is done! Excellent!
MV: Ok we can leave the theater!
::The MSTers walk out of the theater::

~~~Random Mystery Science Theater 3000 type scene~~~

Fibrizo: Man we have to wait for the next chapter to come. I can’t take this fic anymore!
Cell: Calm your nerves.
MV: Well that was one long chapter, that is for sure.
Xelloss: What do we do now? ^_^
MV: Wait for it to say the end on the bottom.
Xelloss: Okay. ^_^

***End of part 1***

Well this is the end of the first part of this really awesome piece of literature (I mean it!). I love this fic. Anyway, I hope you guys like my MSTing as much as I do because I like it. It wasn’t easy to mock a really angsty fic like this one but I managed to do it with my mad MSTing skillz. Hehe, give me some feedback folks. Until next time, tata!

The MSTing of Dream a Little Dream - part 2