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Bulma rolled her eyes. Vegeta dashed through the garden where she was reclining, his eyes wide, his hair even more spiked than usual. He was freaking out.
"Hun? What's the matter?"
"Bird! Trapped! Bedroom!" His words trailed behind him as he sprinted back the way he came, his arms full of towels.
"Show me the bird." She went to the bedroom and shrieked as the pterodactyl screeched loudly and tried to squeeze through the window.
Vegeta pointed. "Bird!"
"Dinosaur!" she screamed back.
"Oh…never mind then." Vegeta shrugged and, suddenly bored, sauntered off as she gaped after him, arm outstretched.