He was always a rock when I needed one (closed)

[fashionably_strong]

Who: Bulla and Vegeta (open to Bulma as well)
What: A special Father's Day celebration, Saiyan (and half-Saiyan) style
When: June 16th all day
Where: Brief household, Battle Dome and then back home again
Summary: Bulla trained diligently for over a month in order to surprise her dad. This is the result.
Rating: PG for sparring violence



Bulla was up uncharacteristically early, but she wanted to wake up before her father. She prepared a generous breakfast with pancakes, eggs, bacon, bagels with cream cheese and orange juice. Her outfit had been carefully selected. Fashionable, and yet, something she could train in without minding if it got sweaty. She'd been planning this for over a month, and as far as she knew, her father had no idea how much time she'd been spending training. She'd pretended to do very little other than exercise - she claimed she'd been going running, or just exercising with friends to stay fit to explain the times she came in sweaty and wearing athletic (though still ver colour coordinated) clothing.

It wasn't a lie - she had been getting plenty of exercise with friends. She just downplayed the extent of it by a lot, and didn't mention training at all. There was no reason for him to think that she'd changed her routine by much. The lack of a shopping mall necessitated finding other hobbies, but she'd kept herself busy with Fashion Club with Quinn and that wasn't a secret at all.

"Good morning, Dad!" she greeted cheerfully when her father finally emerged. "Happy Father's Day."

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[fashionably_strong]

Bulla gave her father a big hug in return. Much as she loved him, she'd never idolized him the same way that her brother had. Instead, she'd always been content to cheer for the both of them from the stands. Not only had she never been driven to train to try to become a great warrior, but there had never been a need. Bulla had grown up in a peaceful time that was free of threats to the Earth. Until Bebi, she'd never encountered any serious danger. She'd always been safe, and content with the knowledge that she would be protected.

Being possessed by that parasite had shaken her up a lot more than she liked to admit. Ultimately, though, it was the knowledge that even little kids with no powers or training could be drafted that first got her tentatively training. Once she'd started, she thought about telling her father, and then realized it would be the perfect Father's Day surprise.

"You can redeem it in two minutes," she said. "I was going to give you your present after I used the bathroom, but you didn't want to wait."

And after drinking a generous glass of orange juice...well. There was no way she was going to tolerate ten time's Earth's gravity without relieving herself first.

[misterbrief]

"I didn't see the point. I was going to see it anyway, so I figured I'd cut down on any time wasted. But go. I'm definitely going to be cashing this in as soon as you get back. I've got a lot of ideas and I don't think you're going to like any of them." Ha, he can't wait to get started. This was going to be absolutely fun for him, and even though he might not be bouncing up and down about it, inside he's pretty excited. Eight hours is a long time and you can get a lot done in that time.

So he'll actually wait, because he's not following her into the women's bathroom. That would be weird.

[fashionably_strong]

There was a reason Bulla specified eight hours or until she passed out from exhaustion. 'All day' could be left open to interpretations she didn't want - such as training for as long as the sun was up. Or worse. Twenty four hours. Now that was a horrifying thought. Until recently, excluding gym class and regular aerobics, it would have been unheard of for her to train for twenty four hours in a month.

She was reasonably quick about using the bathroom, and washing her hands. She took a bit of time to smooth down her hair and tie it back in a ponytail. It was still going to get messed up no matter what, but at least if it was tied back, it would be out of her face. Bulla took a deep breath before she opened the door and walked back down the hallway.

/Okay, I can do this/ she tried to assure herself. /I think./

"All right, I'm ready."

[misterbrief]

"Well then. Shall we?" He's unmistakably happy about getting to train with her as he leads her to one of the chambers.

((OoC: To the next part!))