Hello everyone, and welcome to my first fanfic! Please read and be sure to review.

-By the way, the time period is about a year after Buu.

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z or any of its characters. If I did, I would be rich.


Chapter One: The News Arrival

It was a clear spring day in West City. A tired Trunks had just returned home from school when he stopped at the mailbox to get the mail. As he shifted through the endless pile of junk and bills, a shiny red envelope caught his eye. "I wonder what this is," he said. "It's addressed to Mom." He went inside to give the mail and the curious looking envelope to Bulma.

"Hey Mom, look at this thing," said Trunks as he rounded the corner into the kitchen. Bulma took the red envelope.

"Hey, I know what this is," she said excitedly as she tore open the package and took out a single sheet of paper. It read…

"Congratulations! You have been selected as the winner of Red Cruise Line's Ultimate Cruise Getaway Sweepstakes! You and six friends will receive tickets to a weeklong cruise on the maiden voyage of our brand new, state-of-the-art cruise ship, the Crown Paradise. Please call this number for details…"

The note went on to tell the number to call as well as some other information.

"Yippee! I won!" shouted Bulma excitedly. "I've never won anything before. I've got to call Chi-Chi and gloat. Now, where's that phone?"

As Bulma tore apart the kitchen in search of the ever-elusive telephone, Vegeta stalked in… apparently in search of a mid-afternoon snack.

"Vegeta, look what I won," said Bulma waving the piece of paper in front of his face.

"I can't imagine. You're between me and The Fridge. Move," snapped the grumpy Prince of Saiyans. He had been in an even more foul-tempered mood than usual that day because Prof. Brief's cat had eaten his favorite pair of gloves.

"We won a seven day cruise," said Bulma dreamily.

"A what?"

"A cruise, silly. It's where you relax for a week on a boat. No research, no cooking…"

"Your cooking is terrible anyway," said Vegeta. "That's why I live out of The Fridge and on take-out."

"Well, the cruise will be good for us," stated Bulma calmly. "And, it's for seven people. That's you, me, and Trunks of course… and we should invite Goku and his family too."

"Kakarrot!?" exclaimed Vegeta. "There's no way I'm spending a week crammed on a ship with him and his stupid sons."

"Ya mean Goten gets to come too?!" asked Trunks. "This'll be great. Just think of all the fun we'll have." Trunks ran off – his head already concocting all the pranks he and Goten could pull off on an unsuspecting cruise ship. Oh the possibilities…

"I am NOT going on a vacation with Kakarrot, and that is final," spat Vegeta. "No way, no how."

"You will, and you'll have fun," ordered Bulma, who was rather enjoying this argument. She knew his weak spot. "Besides, if you come, there's an all-you-can-eat buffet at every meal…"

"All you can eat? I'll think about it. But, I'm not spending any 'quality time' with Kakarrot," he added gruffly.

"Oh, fine," said Bulma. "Well here's the phone." She unearthed the telephone from under a half eaten pork roast. "I'll call that cruise line."

Bulma dialed the number as Vegeta stalked out of the room with the pork roast Bulma had excavated the phone from. It tasted decent – for her. Although, even with the incentive of all-you-can-eat buffets 24/7, the idea of a week on a cruise ship with Kakarrot did not tickle his fancy. Well, at least he would be away from Prof. Brief's glove eating cat.

At the other end of the line, a representative from Red Cruise Lines picked up. "Hello," said the voice. "Red Cruise Lines information line…"

"Hi. I'm the winner…" started Bulma.

"Please hold."


After about five minutes of patchy elevator style music, a new voice sounded out of the receiver.

"Hello. Red Cruise Lines information line," said a southern drawled woman.

Before she could be cut off again, Bulma blurted, "I'm the winner of the cruise sweepstakes!"

"Oh yes… Ms. Briefs," said the rep. obviously reading from a list of memos for the day.

"Yeah, I'm calling about the seven day cruise I won. The letter I got said to call this number."

"That's right Honey," came the reply from the other end. "You confirmed by calling this number. Now, I need the names and addresses of you and the six other people who will be attending so we can send y'all the tickets. The cruise is one month from today, and it leaves from Papaya Island's South Port at 10:00 AM sharp. Sorry Honey, but airfare ain't included."

"That's alright," said Bulma, getting tired of being called "Honey." She gave the names and addresses of everyone going. "That's it?" she asked.

"Yep, that's it Honey. You'll get the tickets in about two business days," said the voice. "Bye."

"Bye," said Bulma, glad to be rid of the Southern woman. A week on the ocean away from work. Wonderful. Bulma called Chi-Chi to tell her the news.

"One month 'till paradise," smiled Bulma.

End of Chapter One

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