VEGETA: Let me introduce myself. I am Prince
Vegeta (known as "Pineapple Hair" to a certain fan of mine...), Prince
of the Saiya-jins. Actually, considering how my father was
killed so long ago, am the king.
CAROLINE: Considering that's a rather harsh subject,
maybe we should--
VEGETA: And I deserve that title, too! Think
of all the feats that I have fulfilled that most people (other than that
darned Kakarotto) could only dream of doing! For one, if it wasn't
for that short little pain in the neck Yajirobe, I'd be ruling over Earth
to this very day. And if only I hadn't tempted Freiza into transforming,
I could have beaten him even before Kakarotto began healing.
CAROLINE: I guess I was wrong.
VEGETA:(Underbreath) <<Should have
went ahead and given him that shot just so he'd be more fearful of me...
Stupid writers. No offense to you, Akira-sama, oh creator of mine!>>
CAROLINE: You know, I've heard a rumor that Freiza
was going to triple your salary once he got back from Namek.
VEGETA: WHAT?! That figures.
I knew I should have gone with the earlier retirement plan... But
the thing is, I wasn't put into the series until the Zenkai Fighters portion.
(DBZ to all you people who don't know what the Z means.) Since "zenkai"
translates to "full-force", I suppose they waited just for the right moment
for me to join in. Perfectly describes me. Rough, tough, and
all around super-mean guy--
BULMA: Vegeta! It's your turn to take care
of Trunks while I'm at the store!
VEGETA: Can't you see I'm busy?!
BULMA: (Entering the room) Oh, I see.
Well, I don't see why little Trunks here can't join in the conversation...
VEGETA: FORGET IT! (Before he can
say another word, Bulma throws Trunks into his arms and runs out the door,
waving good-bye with the hover-car keys in her hand.)
BULMA: Have fun, hon!
CAROLINE: Wow. How often does that happen?
VEGETA: Let me put it to you this way...
There really is no "your turn, my turn" system going. I don't even
know if she's really going to the store or not! You wouldn't have
happened to have heard anything, would you?
CAROLINE: Me? No. Not at all.
May I add that you have an adorable son!
VEGETA: Here. (Hands Trunks to Caroline.)
You
can hold him for a while, then.
CAROLINE: Well, aren't you just the cutest little
guy--
VEGETA: The interview?
CAROLINE: Oh yeah! Sorry about that. (Thinks)
So...
What is your true opinion on Kakarotto? Now that we're the only ones
here, and there's no way that I would ever put this up on Caroline's Anime
Central Dragonball Vegeta Shrine?
VEGETA: Well, we're actually pretty good friends.
Went clubbin' a few nights ago.
CAROLINE: Really...
VEGETA: Yep. You'd be surprised what a hit
he is with the ladies.
CAROLINE: Yeah... And what do Chichi and
Bulma have to say about this?
VEGETA: They don't.
CAROLINE: What do you mean?
VEGETA: Do you really think that we'd tell them
that we were going to clubs?
CAROLINE: I see what you mean... (Trunks
starts to squirm.)
VEGETA: That runt never stays still. Let
me hold him. (Trunks is passed back to his father.) That's
a good boy! You're a little trooper, just like your old dad, aren't
ya? Aren't ya? Yes, you are!
CAROLINE: Well, I think I have enough eviden--
interview material here for now. Maybe I'll come over again sometime.
You need a babysitter?
VEGETA: Well, do you have experience?
CAROLINE: I have a five-year old sister at home
that I've been babysitting since she was one.
VEGETA: Can she shoot ki-blasts?
CAROLINE: No, but she's got a good strangle-hold.
VEGETA: Okay. No problem. You've got
life insurance, right?
CAROLINE: Uh... (Backing out the door)
I'll
have to get back to you on that one... I guess I'll talk to you later.
VEGETA: (Smiles and laughs cheerfully) Sure!
(Starts
waving Trunks' hand) Say bye-bye to the nice lady, Trunks!
That's my boy!
So now you know the truth about what goes on in Vegeta-sama's household.
If you'd like to learn more about this guy, and if there's any questions
you'd like me to ask him, email
me!
