Post by Typicalteen on Oct 20, 2003 19:18:16 GMT -5
This is something I'm just going to have fun with, I don't want any replies, because it isn't meant to have replies. This is Vegeta's attempt at a love letter. Enjoy))
Dear Onna,
I don't know if you've noticed...well, of course you've noticed...I mean you're a genius, you should have noticed. I don't know if you've noticed, but it seems things are different. Different between us like, we're getting closer or something like that.
Vegeta frowned, staring down at the paper he had so carefully been writing on. He had been thinking so hard of how to put it to her, yet nothing was coming to mind. Finally sighing, he crumpled up the piece of paper, tossing it on the floor behind him. Who would have thought, the Saiyan no ouji would be trying to pour his heart and soul out to a mere mortal woman? If I had kept it that way, she would have made a mockery of me! She would have made me the laughing stock of the century! Vegeta reached into the top drawer of his desk and pulled out three more sheets of paper, determined to start again.
Dear Onna,
I...lov...like you a lot. I'm hoping you like me too..
Vegeta growled, balling up the second sheet and throwing it at the wall. Amazing as the ball hit the wall, a dent formed and the paper fell to the floor. Though it wasn't much, Vegeta felt somewhat better having ruined something today, whether it was a dent or not. Tapping on the desk with his pen, he finally started again.
Dear Onna,
I'm head over Ki beams for you. If my love for you were a power level, I'd be the most powerful being in the universe. I'd be invinicible. I'm always thinking of you. I dream of you constantly.
Staring at what he had written, Vegeta heaved a weary sigh, ripping the paper in half and tossing it up in the air. Charging a quick Ki beam he threw it at the two halfs that slowly descended to the floor. Though his aim was dead on, unfortunately for him, he put a hole in the far wall as well. If I had given that to her, she would have thought I was a pervert of some sort. Oh, I dream of you constantly! I could just hear it now. Vegeta you perv, what the hell do you dream about!? Me in a thong?! Vegeta sighed once again, shaking his head in disdain. Finally he set out on the last sheet of paper.
Dear Onna,
You cooking is lousy, you have big feet, your breath stinks, and your hair is natty. I hope you die soon, if not, I'LL send you to the next demension. You have a big mouth and a fat arse, you're due for plastic surgery, and you stink. Are you sure you're not a man? You're so ugly you give me nightmares, I wish I never had to look at your nasty face again. If I were a normal human being, and not the mighty Saiyan no ouji, I would have died from how scary your face is.
Unsincerely with bad luck to you,
and a Ki beam to your heart, with maybe a couple of Big Bang Attacks to your head, with a Final flash to you and your pathetic boyfriend while parked in a car somewhere,
Vegeta, the Saiyan no ouji.
After reading the paper over a few more times, Vegeta smirked, and kissed it lightly. Placing his pen back down on his desk, he slipped out of his room, tip-toeing down the hallway towards Bulma's room. Pressing his ear to the door, Vegeta heard the shower running. So, indicating Bulma wouldn't hear him, Vegeta slipped in, placed the note on the pillow and snuck back out into his own room.
A FEW MINUTES LATER
Bulma walked out of the bathroom, tying her towel back in place as she noticed the note on her pillow. Picking it up, she examined it carefully, reading the lines slowly so she would understand every word. When finished, she placed the note back on her pillow and got out her own piece of paper. After scribbling a few words on it, she opened her door and walked down the hallway, knocking on a certain monkey prince's door. Waiting just a moment she stepped in, placed the note on his desk and smiled sweetly at him. Waving slightly she turned and left, leaving Vegeta to himself. Frowning at her reaction Vegeta snatched the note from the desk and read over it. After a few minutes of letting the notes material sink into his head he set it back down, smiling wide. Vegeta then left his room, nothing able to break his spirits.
BULMA'S REPLY
I love you too Vegeta.
Love,
Bulma
((I know this was long and boring, but I couldn't resist. Hey, at least I had fun with it
. Love ya'll hope to get some comments on what you thought. HOPE YOU ENJOYED!))
Dear Onna,
I don't know if you've noticed...well, of course you've noticed...I mean you're a genius, you should have noticed. I don't know if you've noticed, but it seems things are different. Different between us like, we're getting closer or something like that.
Vegeta frowned, staring down at the paper he had so carefully been writing on. He had been thinking so hard of how to put it to her, yet nothing was coming to mind. Finally sighing, he crumpled up the piece of paper, tossing it on the floor behind him. Who would have thought, the Saiyan no ouji would be trying to pour his heart and soul out to a mere mortal woman? If I had kept it that way, she would have made a mockery of me! She would have made me the laughing stock of the century! Vegeta reached into the top drawer of his desk and pulled out three more sheets of paper, determined to start again.
Dear Onna,
I...lov...like you a lot. I'm hoping you like me too..
Vegeta growled, balling up the second sheet and throwing it at the wall. Amazing as the ball hit the wall, a dent formed and the paper fell to the floor. Though it wasn't much, Vegeta felt somewhat better having ruined something today, whether it was a dent or not. Tapping on the desk with his pen, he finally started again.
Dear Onna,
I'm head over Ki beams for you. If my love for you were a power level, I'd be the most powerful being in the universe. I'd be invinicible. I'm always thinking of you. I dream of you constantly.
Staring at what he had written, Vegeta heaved a weary sigh, ripping the paper in half and tossing it up in the air. Charging a quick Ki beam he threw it at the two halfs that slowly descended to the floor. Though his aim was dead on, unfortunately for him, he put a hole in the far wall as well. If I had given that to her, she would have thought I was a pervert of some sort. Oh, I dream of you constantly! I could just hear it now. Vegeta you perv, what the hell do you dream about!? Me in a thong?! Vegeta sighed once again, shaking his head in disdain. Finally he set out on the last sheet of paper.
Dear Onna,
You cooking is lousy, you have big feet, your breath stinks, and your hair is natty. I hope you die soon, if not, I'LL send you to the next demension. You have a big mouth and a fat arse, you're due for plastic surgery, and you stink. Are you sure you're not a man? You're so ugly you give me nightmares, I wish I never had to look at your nasty face again. If I were a normal human being, and not the mighty Saiyan no ouji, I would have died from how scary your face is.
Unsincerely with bad luck to you,
and a Ki beam to your heart, with maybe a couple of Big Bang Attacks to your head, with a Final flash to you and your pathetic boyfriend while parked in a car somewhere,
Vegeta, the Saiyan no ouji.
After reading the paper over a few more times, Vegeta smirked, and kissed it lightly. Placing his pen back down on his desk, he slipped out of his room, tip-toeing down the hallway towards Bulma's room. Pressing his ear to the door, Vegeta heard the shower running. So, indicating Bulma wouldn't hear him, Vegeta slipped in, placed the note on the pillow and snuck back out into his own room.
A FEW MINUTES LATER
Bulma walked out of the bathroom, tying her towel back in place as she noticed the note on her pillow. Picking it up, she examined it carefully, reading the lines slowly so she would understand every word. When finished, she placed the note back on her pillow and got out her own piece of paper. After scribbling a few words on it, she opened her door and walked down the hallway, knocking on a certain monkey prince's door. Waiting just a moment she stepped in, placed the note on his desk and smiled sweetly at him. Waving slightly she turned and left, leaving Vegeta to himself. Frowning at her reaction Vegeta snatched the note from the desk and read over it. After a few minutes of letting the notes material sink into his head he set it back down, smiling wide. Vegeta then left his room, nothing able to break his spirits.
BULMA'S REPLY
I love you too Vegeta.
Love,
Bulma
((I know this was long and boring, but I couldn't resist. Hey, at least I had fun with it
. Love ya'll hope to get some comments on what you thought. HOPE YOU ENJOYED!))
))