I do not own Dragonball Z or the characters. This fic won't be updated often until my other
story, "Insanity of Obsession" is finished. I would just like some feed back on what you think
about this story.
If Life were Television.
In the bed, Vegeta lay. Bandages covering his cuts from the Gravity Room explosion. Bulma
sitting at the chair beside the bed.
"You have to wake up Vegeta." Bulma whispered. Tears streaming down her face.
Vegeta stirred in the cot like bed. Bulma looked up in excitement but that ended when he
remained asleep.
"Please Vegeta, I love you."
"And cut. Okay people, that's a wrap. See you all tomorrow." a voice yelled. Bells
started ringing, people stared to get up and leave the set.
"Thank God that's over." Hillary said out loud and removed the blue wig from on top of
her head revealing long light brown hair. She got up from the chair and started heading off to her
change room.
"Hey Devon," Devon got up off the bed and looked over to the voice that call him.
"Hey Brad," Devon spoke back. "I didn't know you had a seen today, I thought Goku was
still in space."
"Oh, he is but I'm picking up Natalie's script," Brad said back taking the seat where
Hillary sat moments before.
"I still think it's funny how you two ended up getting married."
"I guess it is ironic seeing how our characters are married on the show." Brad said
laughing about it. Devon joined in. "So did you tell her yet?"
"Who? Hillary? No, she can't even looked at me like we were at the same level," Devon
looked sad down to the ground, elbows on his knees.
"Don't Worry about her Devon, girls like that cause nothing but trouble. Them and their
'Diva' ways. Picky about everything, wanting their way. Perfectionists." Brad said patting
Devon's back. "You'll get over her. Beside, I think she has an eye for Toby." Brad nodded over
to the door. Devon looked up and saw Hillary at the door flirting with Toby, a long spiky haired
actor who played Yamcha on the show. Brad laughed aloud.
"I can't wait to see the look on her face when she finds out he's gay," Brad coughed out
in between fits of laughter.
"Quiet Brad, They might hear you!" Devon harshly whispered. "Think man, think."
"Oh right, sorry," Brad apologised. "Well, we should get going by the looks of it, their
getting ready to close this room. I'll walk you to you dressing room."
They both got up and made their way to the door.
"Hey Hillary," Brad said coming her way. Hillary turned away from Toby. Her long hair
bouncing with her movement.
"Oh, Hello Brad. Hows Nat?" Her voice was like liquid, flowing without flaw.
"She's great," Brad said. "You coming over tonight?"
"I might stop by, tell her to give me a call."
"No problem." Brad and Devon made their way past her and over to the costume
building.
"Devon?" Brad questioned when they were out of ears shot of Hillary.
"What?" Devon looked up at the taller man. Eyebrow arched.
"Have you even spoken to Hillary outside of the set?" Devon looked to have sweat
dripping from his face. The hot sun beating down on him and shining in his eyes. "Well?"
"Yes, maybe, not really, no," Devon looked down at the pavement. Brad let out a hearty
laugh.
"Do you really like her?"
"Yes, of course I do."
"Then I will help you get together." Brad said seriously. "But I hope you understand what
your getting yourself into."
"Thanks Brad," Devon said and went into the costume room to change into his real
clothes.
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story, "Insanity of Obsession" is finished. I would just like some feed back on what you think
about this story.
If Life were Television.
In the bed, Vegeta lay. Bandages covering his cuts from the Gravity Room explosion. Bulma
sitting at the chair beside the bed.
"You have to wake up Vegeta." Bulma whispered. Tears streaming down her face.
Vegeta stirred in the cot like bed. Bulma looked up in excitement but that ended when he
remained asleep.
"Please Vegeta, I love you."
"And cut. Okay people, that's a wrap. See you all tomorrow." a voice yelled. Bells
started ringing, people stared to get up and leave the set.
"Thank God that's over." Hillary said out loud and removed the blue wig from on top of
her head revealing long light brown hair. She got up from the chair and started heading off to her
change room.
"Hey Devon," Devon got up off the bed and looked over to the voice that call him.
"Hey Brad," Devon spoke back. "I didn't know you had a seen today, I thought Goku was
still in space."
"Oh, he is but I'm picking up Natalie's script," Brad said back taking the seat where
Hillary sat moments before.
"I still think it's funny how you two ended up getting married."
"I guess it is ironic seeing how our characters are married on the show." Brad said
laughing about it. Devon joined in. "So did you tell her yet?"
"Who? Hillary? No, she can't even looked at me like we were at the same level," Devon
looked sad down to the ground, elbows on his knees.
"Don't Worry about her Devon, girls like that cause nothing but trouble. Them and their
'Diva' ways. Picky about everything, wanting their way. Perfectionists." Brad said patting
Devon's back. "You'll get over her. Beside, I think she has an eye for Toby." Brad nodded over
to the door. Devon looked up and saw Hillary at the door flirting with Toby, a long spiky haired
actor who played Yamcha on the show. Brad laughed aloud.
"I can't wait to see the look on her face when she finds out he's gay," Brad coughed out
in between fits of laughter.
"Quiet Brad, They might hear you!" Devon harshly whispered. "Think man, think."
"Oh right, sorry," Brad apologised. "Well, we should get going by the looks of it, their
getting ready to close this room. I'll walk you to you dressing room."
They both got up and made their way to the door.
"Hey Hillary," Brad said coming her way. Hillary turned away from Toby. Her long hair
bouncing with her movement.
"Oh, Hello Brad. Hows Nat?" Her voice was like liquid, flowing without flaw.
"She's great," Brad said. "You coming over tonight?"
"I might stop by, tell her to give me a call."
"No problem." Brad and Devon made their way past her and over to the costume
building.
"Devon?" Brad questioned when they were out of ears shot of Hillary.
"What?" Devon looked up at the taller man. Eyebrow arched.
"Have you even spoken to Hillary outside of the set?" Devon looked to have sweat
dripping from his face. The hot sun beating down on him and shining in his eyes. "Well?"
"Yes, maybe, not really, no," Devon looked down at the pavement. Brad let out a hearty
laugh.
"Do you really like her?"
"Yes, of course I do."
"Then I will help you get together." Brad said seriously. "But I hope you understand what
your getting yourself into."
"Thanks Brad," Devon said and went into the costume room to change into his real
clothes.
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