Vegeta: Hmph!
Me: Hey, at least I didn't call you Veggie or something.
Vegeta: Whatever.
Me: Uhh...OK. So Vegeta, what is your favorite color?
Vegeta *sarcastically*: Why? Are you writing a book?
Me *smirking*: Yes.
Vegeta: You ARE?!
Me: No. This is an INTERVIEW. I'm SUPPOSED to ask you questions.
Vegeta: Fine. I like black and red.
Me: Why? Because black symbolizes death and red symbolizes blood?
Vegeta: No. I just like them.
Me: Oh......OK. Just wondering.
Vegeta: Well, stop wondering. You may hurt yourself.
Me: Screw you.
Vegeta: I don't do favors.
Voice From The Sky: JUST DO THE DAMN INTERVIEW!!
Me: Sorry. Anyway, back when you first arrived on Earth with that stupid bald-headed Nappa you wanted to wish for immortality or whatever from the Dragonballs. Do you still want this now?
Vegeta: No.
Me: Why not?
Vegeta: That's MY business, woman!! I don't even know why I'm doing this bloody interview!
Me: Because you wuv me! *bats eyes and smiles*
Vegeta: Stop it. That's scary.
Me *laughs*: You know you like me.
Vegeta: So what if I do?
Me: You want me, don't you?
Vegeta: Hell no!! Quit saying that or you may give me nightmares.
Me: That's why I said it, you dummy.
Vegeta: Me? A DUMMY?? Of course you would use a common Earthling word.
Me: Okay fine. You're a bastard.
Vegeta: OK... HEY!!
Me: I was wondering when you were going to catch that.
Vegeta: You have NO right to call me names, HUMAN.
Me: What if I were to tell you I'm not human?
Vegeta *smirking*: I wouldn't be surprised.
Me: I'm a Saiyan.
Vegeta: WWHHAATT???
Me: Just kidding.
Vegeta: You better be. You'd be the last female Saiyan left, and that would mean...
Me: Mean what?
Vegeta: Nothing.
Me: No. What?
Vegeta: NOTHING.
Me: You better tell me or I'm going to start torturing you.
Vegeta: Oh really?
Me: Yes.
Vegeta: How? *anvil falls on Vegeta* Omph!
Me: THAT'S how.
Vegeta *getting up*: Yeah, I can see that.
Me: So, what were you talking about?
Vegeta: Nothi-
Me: Want another anvil?
Vegeta: No.
Me: Then tell me.
Vegeta: Fine. If-you-were-the-last-female-I-would-be-forced-to-mate-with-you-to-avoid-having-all-half-breeds-in-the-Saiyan-race-and-God-forbid-if-that-were-to-ever-happen.
Me: WHAT did you say?? Speak slower!
Vegeta: NO! I told you already. Get better hearing.
Me: If you don't tell me, you'll regret it.
Vegeta: Yeah. Whatever you say.
Me: You're about to meet Hell, Veggie.
Vegeta: Don't call me VEGGIE!!! If anything you shall call me the Great Prince Vegeta of the Saiyans. *smiles*
Me: Ok, the Great Prince Veggie-Head of the Vegetables. *laughs*
Vegeta: STOP IT!!!
Me: Or how about the Great Prince Veggie of the Incredibly Short People? *falls over laughing*
Vegeta: Isn't this supposed to be an interview of me?
Me: I don't know what I was thinking when I decided to interview you.
Vegeta: Well, I can agree with you there. *grumbles*
Me *stands up*: Do you want to leave?
Vegeta: YES!
Me *chuckles evilly*: I'll let you leave if...
Vegeta: If WHAT??
Me: If you give me a kiss.
Vegeta: WWHHAATT??? HELL NO!!! I'm not KISSING you, woman!!
Me: Then you'll stay here forever. *folds arms* AND you'll suffer endless punishment from Yours Truly.
Vegeta: ANYTHING but that!!!
Me: Then give me a kiss.
Vegeta *scoffs*: Fine. A SMALL one...on the CHEEK.
Me: No.
Vegeta: What do you mean 'no'???
Me: You have to give me a PASSIONATE kiss...on the LIPS.
Vegeta: There is no way that my royal lips are touching your common, average ones.
Me: Kiss me or suffer. You pick.
Vegeta: This is supposed to be an interview, not a kiss-fest!
Me: Okay, fine. It's a kiss-fest too. That's how I'll end all of my interviews now. With a nice kiss, but only from the males.
Vegeta *smirks*: You know you want a kiss from Nappa.
Me: What the hell are you talking about? Nappa IS a...never mind. I see what you mean.
Vegeta: You caught it. Well done. You're not as stupid as I thought.
Me: Hey, I know what you're trying to do, but it isn't going to work. Kiss me now. *steps closer to Vegeta*
Vegeta: Kami no...
Me *smiles*: Yes. Now do it. And do it with FEELING, dammit.
Vegeta *grumbles*: Feeling my ass...
Me: Vegeta... *looks at me* Please just do this without bitching about it.
Vegeta: FINE. Let's get it over with. *moves in, puts arms around my waist and kisses me passionately*
Me: ...
Vegeta: ...
Me: ...
Vegeta *moves away*: There. You happy now?
Me *sighs and smiles*
Vegeta *cocks eyebrow*: Hello? *waves hand in front of my head*
Me *hearts start to dance around head*: Eeeeeeeee......
Vegeta *rolls eyes*: I want to leave now, woman.
Me: But I don't WANT you to leave yet!
Vegeta: That's just too damn bad.
Me: Vegeta, can I ask you ONE more question?
Vegeta: Why not.
Me: Can we run away together and ride off into the sunset, living happily ever after?
Vegeta: NO. I'm with Bulma, woman.
Me: I thought you didn't like her.
Vegeta: ...
Me: You DO like her!! You LOVE her! AWE!!!
Vegeta: Shut up woman!! What will it take for you to leave me alone?! I already kissed you!
Me: What else? *smiles evilly* You could, umm, let me rape you.
Vegeta: FUCK NO!!!
Me: Pwease?!
Vegeta: NO. It is COMPLETELY out of the question.
Me: ... *tears start to run down face*
Vegeta: Dammit, don't cry woman.
Me: I don't think you're my favorite anymore.
Vegeta: You like me more than that ass Kakarot?
Me: Yes...
Vegeta: Mwahahahaha!! Then I finally have him beat at something!
Me: ...Just leave. At least SOMEONE got what they wanted here. *turns head*
Vegeta *grins deviously*: Oh you have NO idea. *walks up to me and rapes me*
Me: O_O
Vegeta: Well, there you go. Now we BOTH got what we wanted. NOW can I leave?
Me: Huh? Oh. Yeah...OK...next I'll interview Trunks...bye...
Vegeta: FINALLY!