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Bulla Brief ([personal profile] fashionably_strong) wrote in [community profile] lucetilogs2013-06-16 02:51 pm

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

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."

misterbrief: (heh.  this isn't the end now is it)

[personal profile] misterbrief 2013-06-16 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
He is taking that smug as her knowing she was getting his goat because he didn't know. So he straightens his own face as to not look like he was straining his brain or anything on the subject. "Fine, we'll play by your rules. We'll walk. But I get to set the pace." He flashes another playfully devious grin at her, being the brat that he is.

She hid it? What in the galaxy could she of gotten that she could hide? He speeds up and finishes off the rest of his food. Getting up, he quickly cleans his plates and is already heading to the door. Wasting time was never one of his favorite things to do and now isn't any different. He stops at the door, hand on a hip looking back at her. "Well? If we're going to go we might as well do it now." He really wants to know Bulla. Your dad is so impatient.
misterbrief: (i have to do this.)

[personal profile] misterbrief 2013-06-16 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll consider it." He leans up against the wall and waits for her to finish, mentally tapping his foot. He wants to go now. Asf;skfjasl;kfjj;alfj.
misterbrief: (Treasure those Pan.)

[personal profile] misterbrief 2013-06-17 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
Well, she said she has a present for him and he wants to see what it is. He couldn't care less what day it was. So darn it he wants to see it.

"Alright, let's go." He opens the door, walking out and already setting a nice brisk pace to the Battle Dome. "By the way Bulla, the breakfast was excellent. I haven't had a good one like that in a while." Because nothing beats good home cooking. Nothing.

"So, how long have you had this planned? You got up awfully early just to beat me to consciousness and then some this morning."
misterbrief: (heh yeah)

[personal profile] misterbrief 2013-06-17 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, I see you've put an awful lot of thought into this." He picks his pace up just a little bit. A whole month huh? What does his devious daughter have planned for him? "Now you're just raising my expectations, setting the bar higher and higher for your little surprise. Now what happens when I find out and I'm all let down by it?"

He reaches over to ruffle her hair though; because he knows he won't be disappointed at all, and he's just messing around with her about it.
misterbrief: (You still owe me that fight Kakarot.)

[personal profile] misterbrief 2013-06-19 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
"As long as the shirt isn't pink, then that's fine." He made sure he destroyed that shirt a long time ago. He doesn't want another one.

"Now don't be all sore with me, or else your hair is going to be more frazzled than it is already. We're just about there and you wouldn't want anyone to see how much you've messed it up, now would you?" He chuckles and shoots her a grin because it's too much fun to get her going about that. To him it's just hair and there's no need to get upset just because a strand went loose.
misterbrief: (Wallflowerin')

[personal profile] misterbrief 2013-06-20 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
He gives her an inquisitive look before finally resting on a "Fine." Yeah right he wasn't waiting out here. He was going inside the minute she disappeared into the building. He folds his arms over his chest, leaning up against the side of the building so she could go in, with him more than likely following shortly behind her.
misterbrief: (you wouldn't lie to me would you?)

Don't tell anyone I didn't go to bed yet

[personal profile] misterbrief 2013-06-20 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course not. So that's where you hid it, eh? I'll have to remember that." Tricky, he'd never of looked there. Of course he'd never think to look for an envelope either, to be fair. She could have hidden it anywhere in here and he probably wouldn't of had a clue.

Though...why hide an envelope here? "You know you could just as easily hidden that in your bedroom and given it to me at home." That's his logic, anyhow.

misterbrief: (yeah yeah i know)

YAY NOW I CAN DROWN IN FEELS

[personal profile] misterbrief 2013-06-20 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
He takes the card, looking down at it with curiosity. So what else to do but open it, pulling out the card and taking time to at least read it. He takes the voucher and his face is nothing but bewilderment. He doesn't really know what to say at first, because he's incredibly shocked. The one thing he could never get her to do, that he just didn't have the heart to make her do past the basics he'd taught her so she could at least defend herself properly from any idiot Earth males. He never had the heart to make her train like a Saiyan warrior, after he'd accepted his life on Earth and knowing that he no longer resided in a society of warriors but living with a race of relatively peaceful beings. He didn't want that for her, or else he would have forced her just like he did with Trunks when he was small. But Trunks wanted to, he idolized Vegeta so it wasn't exactly forced.

And here she was, taking the time to spend with him to do what he loved most despite that she had always tried to avoid and get out of training as much as she could. He lowers the voucher to approach her, giving her a nice hug, because that was incredibly thoughtful of her and he most certainly loves his gift. It means a lot to him. He doesn't say thank you but the look on his face certainly displays it.

"So do I get to redeem this now or are you going to make me wait? And just because you're my daughter doesn't mean I'm going to go easy on you!"
misterbrief: (sure i guess)

[personal profile] misterbrief 2013-06-21 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
"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.
misterbrief: (laughing on the inside)

[personal profile] misterbrief 2013-06-24 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
"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!))