Fan Fiction
Vegeta heard an ear-splitting scream, he ran from the training room.
He got to the living room where Bulma was sitting on the floor screaming profanities at the TV
"Hey! What's wrong with you?!" He was mad because Bulma scared him outta his wits.
She pointed at the TV. "They've cancelled all of my soaps today because they HAVE to cover this Saddam Hussein guy."
Vegeta shrugged and started walking back the the training room.
Bulma sighed and turned off the TV. "I guess me and you could get some shopping done."
Vegeta went white. "I don't want to go shopping!"
He took off and he was gone.
-Elsewhere-
Vegeta landed and looked around. Then, a psychotic-looking guy walked up.
'Yep. That's him,' Vegeta thought. "Hey! You! Are you Saddam Hussein?"
The guy looked at him and nodded.
Vegeta smiled. "Good."
Saddam grinned and then a missile shot towards Vegeta. It hit him and blew up a huge dust cloud.
When the dust cleared, Vegeta looked mad. "YOU GOT MY FAVORITE PINK SHIRT DIRTY!"
The Hussein guy started to run.
BANG!!
A stray bullet by a random American soldier passed through Saddam's head. Saddam fell to the ground.
After killing the psychotic-one, the bullet sped towards Vegeta. He caught it in mid-air. "Wow. This would be a great souvenir."
~Fin~
Story by: Sailor Saturn (from www.fanfiction.net)