Book 2: The Chikyuu Contaminant

"Aw, come on," Yamcha pleaded. His tone turned wheedling. "I'm making dim sum..."

Almost in spite of themselves, Bulma found that she and Vegeta were making progress in the negotiations.

There was a visible flash of consternation across the Earth warrior's face.

Bulma was completely lost in the world of higher mathematics and practical applications of same as she worked on her pet after-hours project: figuring out how Vegeta's armor did what it did. It had remarkable tensile properties — lightweight but strong, rigid but pliable under certain stresses — and, of course, there was that whole question of how...

Landing softly some yards behind Radditz, the figure regarded him quietly. The Saiyan was doubled over, hands clenched into his hair, looking as if he were in intense pain. Sighing, the figure approached. Although nothing showed on his scouter, some sense warned Radditz that he was being stalked. He suddenly whirled, elbow out. The figure blocked...

After her third trip to the laboratory that housed the satellite monitors, her father called Bulma to the side. "The ship is still there, Bulma," he told her, slightly acerbic. "I don't know when it's going to leave, but Radditz is in the living room with your mother, and I don't think he's staying forever. So try...

One would have thought, Bulma mentally groused as she drove into the city, that deciding on a course of action would have earned her some element of peace. But she had tossed and turned all night, fragmented dreams involving disturbingly-large monkey-tailed babies and images of herself trying to function as a flattened blob of protoplasm waking her...

There were awkward moments. Like when Bulma practically leaped out of her skin after feeling something fuzzy slithering between her back and the sheets and Vegeta, suddenly giggling nervously, pulled her up and soothed her with gentle touches until she calmed slightly. "It's just my tail," he said as the offending appendage curved up her back and...

"Your little Chikyuu scientist does some impressive work." The King had that sly note in his voice again, which when combined with the faint scorn on the word 'scientist' made the overall comment especially snide. The closer the ship got to Vejiitasei, the more innuendo the King managed to pack into otherwise innocuous comments. Vegeta locked his...

He put in a call to Sashoki as soon as he reached his quarters, but there was no response. Zarbon was forced to leave a message. He paced around the outer room, noticing things that usually didn't bother him; how sterile it was, how curiously devoid of personality. Previously he considered putting any effort into his chambers to be a...