Chapter 22

"Are you guys gonna be able to come to my Christmas party?" Bulma asked. "One of the ballrooms is gonna be fixed up and the rock band Electric Moon's gonna play".

"How'd you manage that? They were supposed to be on tour for a year!" Raditz exclaimed.

"Oh, they took a day off as a favor to my dad", Bulma answered.

"A favor to your dad?" Raditz looked confused.

"Hey, we're talking about MY dad here", Bulma replied. "So, can you guys come or not?"

"Sure!" Goku answered. "Wait, there's gonna be food, right?"

"Duh, Goku!" Bulma snapped. "Can't you think of anything else besides food for once?"

"Yeah, but very often", Goku said.

"Seriously, Bulma, when does Kakarot ever think?" Vegeta asked.

"Good point", Bulma agreed.

"Hey!" Goku whined.

"Shut up, Kakarot", Vegeta snapped.

"What about you, Vegeta? Can you and Tarble come?" Bulma asked.

"I can, but Tarble has plans that night", Vegeta answered.

"Well, he could bring his date", Bulma said.

"Please, he wishes he had a date", Vegeta snorted. "In fact, that's probably what he's gonna ask Santa for".

"Santa?" Turles asked.

"Santa Claus", Vegeta groaned.

"You mean the fat guy in the red suit with the beard that gives presents to little goody-goodies like Tarble?" Turles questioned.

"You got it", Vegeta answered.

"Hey!" Tarble exclaimed.

"Wait, you still believe in Santa Claus?" Raditz asked Tarble.

"Maybe", Tarble answered after a few minutes.

Turles, Raditz, and Vegeta all started laughing.

"At least I didn't give a hernia ten years ago", Tarble said, glaring at Vegeta.

"It's not my fault the old man was such a big wuss", Vegeta said with a shrug.

"You jumped on him at full speed with weighted training clothes", Tarble said.

"Good times", Vegeta laughed.

"For you", Tarble groaned.

"What else happened?" Raditz asked.

"Well, after giving the Santa in the East City mall a hernia, Vegeta was banned and unfortunately, so was I", Tarble whined. "The mall security insisted I was related to him, so we ended up going to the West City mall where there was another poor, unsuspecting Santa".

(Flashback)

"If you two want to see Santa, you better hurry up", King Vegeta said.

"Yay!" Tarble cheered, jumping a foot in the air.

"Hmm, what can I do to this one?" Vegeta asked, a mischievious smile on his face.

"Vegeta, you'd better behave this time", King Vegeta said sternly.

"I always behave", Vegeta said, trying to look innocent, but failing miserably.

"Vegeta, how many times do I have to tell you to even attempt to look innocent?" King Vegeta asked his oldest son.

"About twenty times in the last hour", Vegeta answered.

"And have you bothered to listen?" his father questioned.

Vegeta grinned and shook his head in response.

"No", he giggled evily.

"And why?" his father asked.

"Because", he said.

"Because why?" his father demanded.

"Well, it's not like I'm always guilty", Vegeta insisted.

"Only 99.9 percent of the time", King Vegeta replied.

"So, that's a whole 1 percent that I've never done a thing wrong", Vegeta said.

"Brat, so help me-", King Vegeta started.

"Okay, I'm going, I'm going", Vegeta said quickly, before hurrying off.

"To make sure we don't have a repeat performance of the last, I'm going first this time", Tarble said, stepping in front of Vegeta.

"Suit yourself, Brat", Vegeta said.

Suddenly, Tarble looked and couldn't believe he was standing face to face with the big, jolly guy himself: Santa Claus!

"I can't believe it's really him!" Tarble said excitedly.

"How do you know he's not just some jerk that was hired by the mall?" Vegeta whispered.

"No, this is the real one, I can tell", Tarble insisted.

Suddenly, Tarble turned a sickly green and raced for the nearest facilities.

"Poor sap, if he'd just a second later, he would've puked on Santa and I never would've let him live it down", Vegeta chuckled.

Suddenly, the seven-year-old Saiyan found himself being lifted into Santa's lap.

"So, Little boy, have you been good this year?" Santa Clause asked.

"Uh huh", Vegeta answered. 'A whole 1 percent of the year'.

"So, want do you want for Christmas this year?" Santa asked.

"Immortality of course", Vegeta said without hesitation.

"Oh, I believe that game came out yesterday", Santa said.

Vegeta looked at him funny.

"Game?" the seven-year-old Saiyan prince asked. "What game? I asked for-",

"Okay, kid, you've had your time with Santa", one of Santa's elves said. "Come on down".

"But I didn't get to tell Santa what my little sister wanted", Vegeta protested.

"She couldn't tell him herself?" the elf questioned.

"No, she's not feeling well at the moment", Vegeta said, actually managing to look worried.

"Well, okay", the elf gave in.

"So, what does your sister want for Christmas?" Santa asked.

"She said she wanted a Barbie Dream Town House, a Ballerina Barbie, and a ballerina tutu that matches the dolls", Vegeta said.

"Typical little girl", Santa remarked.

"She especially wanted a hot pink t-shirt that says 'Daddy's Little Princess' on it in silver glitter", Vegeta finished.

"Well, that's just adorable", Santa smiled. "Well, tell her Santa'll do the best he can".

"Okay, I'm sure she'll just love that", Vegeta said before scampering off.

King Vegeta was heading to pick his two sons up when one of Santa's elves pulled him to the side.

"You here to pick up your kid?" the elf asked.

"Of course", King Vegeta answered. "Are they done telling Santa what they want?"

"Yeah, about that, we usually tell the parents what the lists say so the kids aren't too disappointed", the elf said.

"Well, I guess that makes since", King Vegeta said.

"Your first kid said he wanted immortality", the elf said.

"That figures", King Vegeta sighed.

"I think that's that video game that came out yesterday", the elf said. "Every kid's wanting that game".

"Yeah, that's the one", King Vegeta said quickly. "He's been talking about getting that for a while".

"Your other kid said they wanted a Barbie Dream Town House", the elf said.

King Vegeta's eyes widened.

"What?" he asked.

"I know how you feel", the elf said. "Those things DON'T run cheap".

King Vegeta said nothing.

"The kid also said they wanted a Ballerina Barbie, and a tutu that matched the dolls", the elf continued. "But the kid especially wanted a hot pink t-shirt that has 'Daddy's Little Princess' written on it in silver glitter".

"Tarble asked for all that?" King Vegeta asked.

The elf nodded.

"Is that adorable or what?" the elf smiled.

"More like a what", King Vegeta muttered under his breath.

"What was that?" the elf questioned.

"Nothing", King Vegeta answered before heading off to get his sons.

"Tarble, what kind of name is THAT for a little girl?" the elf muttered when King Vegeta was a good distance away.

...

"But, Dad, I didn't get to see Santa yet!" Tarble whined as his father pulled him away.

"Too bad, Brat, the mall's closing", King Vegeta growled. "If you hadn't spent all day in the bathroom, you'd have gotten to see Santa".

"Don't worry, Tarble", Vegeta said quietly to his younger brother. "I made sure that Santa knew what you wanted for Christmas".

"Why am I suddenly scared?" Tarble asked.

(Flashback ends)

"Stop laughing, Vegeta", Tarble snapped. "It's not funny, Dad was mad at me for two days until I found my REAL Christmas list in your pants pocket".

"I knew I should've destroyed the evidence", Vegeta grumbled. "Dad was just mad at YOU for two days, he was mad at me for the next two weeks".

"Well, what'd you expect? Daddy's Little Princess indeed!" Tarble sniffed.

"Even after all these years, that's still funny", Vegeta laughed.

"Shut up, Vegeta", Tarble groaned.

"What'd you say, Nerd?" Vegeta asked, balling his hand into a fist.

"Nothing", Tarble said quickly.

Bulma, Goku, Turles, Raditz, Chi-Chi, Krillin, and 18 all laughed.

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I'm getting on more! Yayz! Lol um I think this book is going good so far! How was it?