Bulma drew a circle on a large piece of paper, �This is planet Cold�� She drew two smaller circles and a strange scribbly shape, �These are the two moons and the space station.�
�Which moon is which?� Vegeta looked intently down, completely in his element,
�This one here is Tsorf and this one is Eci.� Bulma wrote their names underneath them, �Now your fleet needs to take up positions here, here and here, I�ll need two cruisers hidden in the shadow of Eci, and two other cruisers hiding behind the sun in this system.� Bulma drew these points on the rough map, �Somehow I�m going to need Eighteen and probably a scientist named Gringo to be smuggled down onto the planets surface, with them were going to need to send Chichi to act as a guide��
�Why do we need a scientist?� Vegeta looked up briefly as he spoke, �Why not just smuggle down as many troops as we need?�
�Because that plan has too high a risk, we need to smuggle Gringo down so he can tamper with the electronics and shut down the shield generator that Kold has around the planet��
�Kold has a shield generator?� Vegeta looked perplexed, �My ships scanners didn�t detect anything��
�That�s because Kold�s shield generators do two things, firstly they send out a high radiation wave that scrambles sensors, making it impossible to detect the shield, secondly it shields the planets form any form of ki or missile attack, however the shield wouldn�t be strong enough to with stand a direct attack from someone with a power level as high as your own.�
�Oh.�
�Now you see why I need Gringo down here? We need that shield shut off your ships can attack the surface of Kold.� Bulma pushed the paper slightly away from her, �Now, I have to send a coded message up to Eighteen, I don�t think that any of the scientists would know this code, its one that was created especially for use by the Projects, the only person we have to worry about intercepting the message and decoding it is Jay, but I don�t think we�ll have to worry about him finding out that I�ve even sent a message.� Bulma looked up at Vegeta, �Now once Eighteen and Gringo are down here I�ll have Chichi lead them to the generator, once that�s down I�ll have Eighteen, Gringo and Chichi meet us in the docking Bay, they can get you on board a ship and will fly you off this planet��
�What about you?� Vegeta sat up and looked at her, �You�re coming with aren�t you?�
�Yeah�not on your ship but I�ll be leaving right after you, I just have to stay back in the docking bay while you guys escape so I can sabotage the weapons systems�I have to leave after you �Geta, I have to stay down here and actually manually keep the weapons system down, otherwise you guys will get blasted right out of the sky.�
�I don�t like that, what if something happens?�
�If something happens then something happens, but at least you�ll be safe.� She smiled at him, �Don�t fret so much�nothing will go wrong.�
�I seem to remember you saying something similar when you were sent here with Dr. Briefs.� Vegeta looked sulkily down, obviously unhappy with the plan.
Bulma watched him for a second before she started to speak again, �I�m going to need Eighteen to fly the ship around Eci, the two cruisers hidden there can help stop any ships pursuing you, then I�ll need Chichi to take you near the sun, the cruiser there will take out ay further ships, leaving you free to jump into hyper space and get back to your own star system, as soon as your gone I�ll send a signal up to your fleet and they�ll follow you�me with them.� Hopefully, Bulma added silently, �So are you with me on this?�
�Yeah�One thing though, how are you going to get me down to the docking bay, the guards out there aren�t going to just let me walk out of here.�
�I know, we�ll just have to tae them by surprise.� Bulma fiddled with the ki depressor and managed to pry it off, �Now keep your ki down, we can�t afford to let them know your back to full strength.�
�Oh really you think?� Vegeta muttered, �Hey�what are you doing?� His yes narrowed as Bulma picked up some scissors,
�I need to cut your hair�they�ll be looking for someone who loos like you, so we have t make you look less like you.� She sighed, �Don�t look at me like that, I have to do this��
�Cut my hair? But my hair is my...hair! It�s a saiyan thing! You can�t cut it!�
�I have to�� She kissed him, �Please Vegeta�its only hair.�
�Fine.� He scowled and looked down at the floor as Bulma began to cut his hair, �You�d better not make me look weird.�
�Don�t sweat it.� She stopped and walked around him, �Yeah�that�ll do.�
Vegeta scrambled into the bathroom and peered into the mirror at his hair, it was now much, much shorter and had lots of littler spikes (think Dragon Ball GT Vegeta hair only a little� more spikier.), Vegeta smiled slowly as he turned his head this way and that, he looked good�much better the he expected.
�OK woman, now what.� He strutted back out,
�Now your clothes, hmm�hang on a tic.� She chased him back into the bathroom and closed the door behind him, then she walked to the main door and opened it, the four guards inside looked up at her, surprised,
�Excuse me but could one of you please come in here for a second�� she smiled innocently up at them and one of the guards got up and followed her in,
�This had better be important princess Bulma because��
WHACK!
Bulma brought down the ornamental pot on his head and quickly twisted his neck round until it snapped.
�Vegeta�� she knocked on the door and dragged the dead guard in, �Take his clothes.�
Vegeta shrugged and quickly undressed the guard and dressed in his clothes, they were a little big but not too bad.�
He walked out and Bulma nodded, �Ok�you look different�very, very different.� She stood up, �Ok, no time to waste lets go.�
�Whatever you say.� Vegeta pressed the open door button and prepared to destroy the guards outside�they never stood a chance.
Vegeta was on them in a second, moving so fast that his movements were undetectable as he destroyed the remaining three guards without even rasing his ki above a normal level.
Bulma raced out after him, took his hand and they raced down the hallways, Vegeta kept his head down least any of the people should recognise him, finally Bulma pulled up near a door and slipped in, the people working didn�t take any notice of Bulma, obviously recognising her as a Princess of Kold.
Bulma waled to the nearest communication terminal, �What is Eighteen�s ships communication number?�
�2234532218.� Vegeta whispered to her, keeping his voice low, �Make this snappy.�
�I will.� Bulma punched in the number and waited for Eighteen to answer�