A/N – Thanks to everyone who has been reviewing this
fic! It’s so great that you do review – after all what author doesn’t like
reading reviews?
Anyhow Leah encouraged me with this chapter – she’s
been encouraging me a lot lately! So you can thank her for me getting this out
quicker then usual!
Chpt 5: Count Atrium Ventricular!
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In the deep, dark recesses of space, where no living
creature in it’s right mind willingly travels, lies a blood red planet of pure
evil.
The planet Ventricle.
On this horrid blood red planet lives a horrible race
of people, the Semi-Lunar.
The Semi-Lunar are a war-like people; they are small,
round red people with spongy skin that secretes poisonous red ooze. They are
ferocious people, trained in the art of war from the day they are born. They
ruled by an overlord who power rivals that of Frieza. The name of the cruel
hearted being is Lord Atrium Ventricular and he is the man responsible for his
people’s merciless demeanour.
They are ten times worse then saiyans, ten times more
terrible then anything the Earth has ever faced.
And unfortunately for Bulma and Vegeta, the planet
Ventricle lay directly in the path of their space pod…
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“What do you mean the food dispenser is broken? How
could it have broken over night while we both slept?” Vegeta scowled at
Bulma,
Bulma scowled back, “Well obviously somebody got
hungry during the night, decided to get some food and broke it!”
“What do you mean got hungry during the night? We
don’t have a ‘night time’ or a ‘day time’ were in bloody space!” Vegeta’s
irritation grew. Not because the food dispenser was broken, more because Bulma
had somehow found out about his
“Don’t change the subject! You broke the damned
machine! Just admit it! You got hungry, stumbled over to the machine and in
your half sleepy clumsy state you broke the machine!” Bulma’s hands were
clenched into fists and she boldly strode up until she was in Vegeta’s face,
“And another thing you’re getting fat! Stop eating!”
Vegeta’s face started to turn red, form anger of
course, not embarrassment, “FAT! I am not fat!”
Bulma sniggered, “Well you will be if you keep
sneaking out at night to eat chocolate!”
Vegeta’s jaw dropped open, how did she know that he
got chocolate cravings at night? “How did you know…?”
“I could hear your big fat feet stomping as you walked
over to the food dispenser, and out of sheer morbid curiosity I decided to peek
out my door and see what you were eating.” Bulma slowly shook her head, “Oh
Vegeta…chocolate isn’t good for you.”
Vegeta’s face had turned red again, he seemed not to
have noticed her last comment, “I AM NOT FAT!”
“Sure your not.” Bulma winked at him, “Your just big
boned right?”
“Shut up! I’m not fat!” Vegeta hastily stared at
himself, he ran his hands down his body, searching for any sign of this ‘fat’
finding none he looked up again at a giggling Bulma.
“Looking for those love handles, tubby?” she laughed
at her own joke, “Don’t worry ‘Geta…”
“Don’t call me ‘Geta!”
“…I’ll fix your food trough for you, although
considering how much chocolate you eat I should have really considered putting
in a vending machine, at least then I’d be getting some money in return.”
Vegeta tried to think of a comeback but his mind was
blank, instead he gave her the best glare he could muster and hastily stomped
away, he had almost reached the bedroom door, and relative safety, when the
computer’s voice stopped him dead in his tracks.
“Receiving a transmission from the planet Ventricle.”
“The Planet Ventricle? Oh no!” Vegeta whipped around
and faced Bulma, “That isn’t good news.”
“What do you mean? What is the planet Ventricle and
why is getting a message from them bad?”
Before Vegeta could answer the COM screen lit up with
a blubbery looking red creature that had thick red ooze oozing down his face,
he had small beady black eyes and when he opened his mouth to talk they saw row
upon row of sharp needle like teeth.
“I am the Count Atrium Ventricular, Overlord of planet
Ventricle!” Vegeta made a small sound of fright as the creature leaned towards
the screen and apparently recognized him, “Ah, Prince Vegeta, how lovely to see
you. I was terribly sad to hear of your planets…accident…all those years ago.”
Vegeta’s eyes widened but his mouth stayed firmly
shut.
“And who is
that lovely beauty by your side?” Count Atrium Ventricular licked his lips as
he stared at her.
“Hey! Get your oozy eyes off me!” Bulma jumped behind
Vegeta, who made another sound of fear and tried to push her back in front.
“Hmm…I was hoping that whoever was on this vessel
might have been somebody worthy of a fight…but if there is only you two
weakling then I guess I’ll just have to destroy you.”
“DESTROY ME?” Bulma jumped back in front of Vegeta
again, “You don’t want to destroy me! I have this friend called Goku and if you
kill me then he’ll come looking for you and he’ll destroy your entire planet.”
Bulma glared at Count Atrium Ventricular,
Vegeta seemed to compose himself, “Yeah…and besides,
I’m a lot stronger then when we last met, I bet I could take you out no
problem.” Vegeta scowled at Count Atrium Ventricular,
“Yeah!” Bulma stepped forward next to Vegeta,
“Vegeta’s right! He’s strong! I bet he could easily beat an over ripe space
tomato like you!”
Count Atrium Ventricular made a choking sound, “Did
you not hear me? I am the COUNT ATRIUM VENTRICULAR OF THE PLANET VENTICLE! Does
that not mean anything to you? I am the Overlord of the Semi-Lunar people! We
are war gods! We have crushed entire civilizations with out breaking a sweat!”
“Oh please!” Bulma scoffed, “You look more like some
kind of escapee from camp FAT! It’s no wonder your people crush civilisations
so easily, you probably just sit on them!”
“WHAT!” Count Atrium Ventricular made a roaring sound
shook his fist at them; “I’m coming up there right now! And when I get inside
your little space pod I’m going to render you limb from limb!” He punched a
button and the screen went blank.
Vegeta laughed, “That really was quite funny…it’d be
even funnier if we weren’t going to die.”
“What do you mean?” Bulma whirled to face him, “What
do you mean were going to die?”
“Well I can’t really beat him, I was just
bluffing.”
“You could have told me that!”
“How was I to know that you’d infuriate him so much
that he’d…oh wait, this is you were talking about, Mrs. Infuriation in
the flesh!” Vegeta dropped to the floor, “I don’t want to die like this.”
Bulma ignored him as he stared at the floor and
mumbled to himself, she went to the air lock and made sure it was securely
locked, “Look Vegeta, I don’t mean to interrupt your little session, but moping
isn’t going to help.”
“Nothing’s going to help,” Vegeta slowly stood up, “We
should just go to the bedroom and make use of what little time we have left.”
Bulma rolled her eyes, “We are going to the bedroom,
but not so I’ll play ‘hide the salami’ with you. Were going to go in their,
lock the door and hope that the count doesn’t have arms to open doors with…does
he have arms?”
“No…but he has an acidic ooze that burns through
metals that he can squirt out his eyes.” Vegeta trudged through the bed room
door and sprawled across the bed, “Are you sure you don’t want to have some fun
before you die?”
Bulma followed him through the bedroom door, closed
the door and locked the door with the brand new lock she’d only just attached
the night before, “Tempting Vegeta, but no.”
“Last chance…well it’s not really your last chance,
it’s more of an open ended offer.” Vegeta smiled at her, “At least come and sit
on the bed with me, loath as I am to admit it, I wouldn’t mind dieing on a bed
with a beautiful woman.”
Bulma sighed and sat on the bed near him, “If you so
much as look at me wrong I’m going to lock myself in the bathroom.”
“OK.” Vegeta smiled again, “I’ll behave.” Yeah…she’s
mine…all I have to do is lie here and look gorgeous. No woman can resist Prince
Vegeta…
A/N – Short chapter, Sorry, but you’ll have to wait
till the next chapter to find out what happens. And the next chapter is
a…lemon! That’s right the lemon chapter is almost here. Please review and tell
me what you thought of this chapter!
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