05-25-2007, 07:39 AM
The duo had now unexpectedly become a trio seeing as the two saiyajin had run into Vegeta?s daughter. He glanced across the cave at her; cyan hair dripping wet, as deep a scowl as ever. She had taken her share of deserved cheap shots at his parenting skills. To call Vegeta an absentee father might be to give him too much credit. The Prince thought back to the large banquets and buffets of the past, it took an entire zoo to feed this royal family, but he couldn?t recall the last time he had been eating in the presence of Bra. The three had decided to eat something before heading out on the prowl, but bread would hardly dent a saiyan hunger. It seemed more a formality than a necessity; still, he was glad to have such company. The princess had really cut deep into him, it seemed not even the years of being a callous jerk could protect him now. He took the silence to recover.
Vegeta snatched his ration of bread up and placed it firmly between his hands. A faint glow spilled onto the floor around them and peaked his companions? interest. After a few seconds the light disappeared back into his hands and he happily bit a chunk of bread off.
?Mmm? toasted!? He exclaimed with joy. Reijin and Bra almost fell off their seats. Bra was first to pipe in, with a confused look upon her face. ?You?ve been away training to become? an easy bake oven?!?
Vegeta cracked an uncharacteristic smile and laughed. He finally understood how Raditzu had become so powerful: he found someone to fight for; to protect. The Prince now felt that he too, had someone to protect. He couldn?t apologize for not being there in the past, but he was going to make damn sure to be there now.
Vegeta rose, checking under the bandage on his hand to see the wound was healing surprisingly well. ?So? team.? The Prince started, ?Where to next??
Vegeta snatched his ration of bread up and placed it firmly between his hands. A faint glow spilled onto the floor around them and peaked his companions? interest. After a few seconds the light disappeared back into his hands and he happily bit a chunk of bread off.
?Mmm? toasted!? He exclaimed with joy. Reijin and Bra almost fell off their seats. Bra was first to pipe in, with a confused look upon her face. ?You?ve been away training to become? an easy bake oven?!?
Vegeta cracked an uncharacteristic smile and laughed. He finally understood how Raditzu had become so powerful: he found someone to fight for; to protect. The Prince now felt that he too, had someone to protect. He couldn?t apologize for not being there in the past, but he was going to make damn sure to be there now.
Vegeta rose, checking under the bandage on his hand to see the wound was healing surprisingly well. ?So? team.? The Prince started, ?Where to next??