"Vegeta, honey, you need to quit eating all those pretzels!" Bulma warned. "Sure…sure." Vegeta said, not really listening, "Hey, babe, could you bring me another bag of pretzels? This one's almost empty…" he said. Bulma shook her head and sighed, "What in the world am I going to do with you, Vegeta?" She asked as she handed him another bag. "Love me and never cut off my supply of pretzels." Vegeta answered. "Vegeta, you are such a pitiful loser…" Bulma said. "Yes, but I'm your pitiful loser." Vegeta replied.
Vegeta finished his second bag and fell asleep on the couch. Not long after that, something woke him up. Someone was whispering something he couldn't understand to him. As a few moments passed, the words became clearer. "We're gonna get you…"
"Our time is coming"
"You're gonna pay"
"Revenge"
The voices were small and demonic. "Bulma?" Vegeta called, "Trunks?" No one answered. "Quit playing around. This isn't funny!" he shouted. The voices laughed evilly, "We think it is…" They called. Vegeta growled, "Come out you cowards! Show yourselves!" The voices continued to laugh. But, they obeyed. They came out from under and behind stuff. Vegeta stared in disbelief at his little stalkers. They were pretzels. Hundreds and hundreds of little pretzels. All moving closer and closer. Their little demonic eyes shone. Their sharp fangs glistened. Vegeta began to laugh, "You think you scare me! I'll just eat you like I did all your other friends!" he said. The little pretzels smiled, "We'd like to see you try." they said. Just then, a GIANT pretzel ripped off the roof of Capsule Corp. It smiled mockingly and picked Vegeta up. It began to rip him apart, limb by limb…
Vegeta woke up screaming and sweating. He looked around, breathing heavily. "Oh, thank Kami!" he said, "It was only a dream!" He had just begun to relax when he started to hear whispering again. He jumped up and grabbed the remote control. The whispering was coming closer. "Die, you possessed pretzels from the depths of HFIL! DIIEE!" Vegeta screamed and threw the remote. He didn't hit demonic pretzels. Instead, he nailed Bulma square in the head instead. Bulma covered her forehead and fell to the ground, "Vegeta! What the heck is your problem!" She screamed. Vegeta's eyes got big and he ran to his wife's side. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry, Bulma! I thought you were a giant pretzel!" he cried. Bulma gave Vegeta a blank stare, closed her eyes, and sighed. "Vegeta?" She started softly. "Yes?" Vegeta replied. "YOU ARE SUCH A STUPID, IGNORANT, RETARDED MORON!" Bulma screamed and smacked the crap out of him. Vegeta opened his mouth to say something, but stopped. He cringed and grabbed his stomach in pain. "What's wrong?" Bulma asked, concerned. "The pretzels are attacking!" Vegeta yelled and ran into the bathroom. Bulma sighed and shook her head, "Idiot." she said.
Sabrina July-10-2005 Authors note: Ok, I know. That had to be the most retarded thing I've ever come up with…yet. But I hope its idiotic humor makes up for everything else