Februari 29th
9.00 AM
Too bad. Despite the salve, my face is still black and blue.
It even got worse: the bruise had become bigger: my temple was green/blue-ish, my cheekbone was still red/purple, but now my cheek had also a green/blue tint from the blood that had moved underneath my skin. It looked horrible.
The bruises on the rest of my body were also painfully present...
*sigh*
I'll take a shower and make some breakfast
4.00 PM
Vegeta was back to the way he was before:
"You look unsightly, can't you just move your ugly head, so I don't have to look at it at breakfast?" he mocked me.
"ARGH, you stupid Ape-head! It is your fault to begin with that I look like this!!" I yelled angrily back at him. Vegeta's familiar mocking grin was on his face again.
"It is your own fault. You shouldn't be so weak; then it wouldn't have happened" he replied without any sign of repentance. And he started with his breakfast.
After breakfast I quickly checked on his wounds (only the ones on his upper body though).
They looked a lot better, only the one on his chest was still a little infected, so I told Vegeta to put some salve on the wound every time he had taken a shower.
"What? But then I will have to rest every time I have taken a shower!??" his eyes were wide with disbelieve.
-oops, I had already forgotten about my little lie.
"Ah, no, after you've taken a shower, you just put the salve on the cut.
And when you start your training, the salve will hopefully keep the sweat and filth out of your wound.' I replied quickly. "So it is only a precaution thing, so it won't get further infected. See?"
Vegeta scowled, put his shirt back on and walked out of the kitchen to start his training... just to bump into my mom, who just entered the kitchen.
"Oh dear! You look extraordinary handsome today!" chirped she in her usual happy way.
She put both her hand on Vegeta's face, and looked really close at his face.
"Yes! Very handsome indeed!" she decided cheerfully.
Vegeta had such a surprised look on his face, I couldn't keep myself from laughing at him.
He turned his head around and gave me a death-glare.
"Oh my, Bulma love.. Why do yóú look so horrible?" Mom said surprised while she walked past Vegeta. "You shouldn't look like that.. your head looks.. oh dear.. My pretty little girl shouldn't look this ugly!"
My laugh got stuck in my throat, and only a sour smile remained.
Vegeta snickered with an evil grin, and disappeared from my view when he walked out of the door.
"AARGG, you stupid APE!!! It is all your fault!!" I yelled at the empty doorway.
"my, my, Bulma, you shouldn't yell like that, it is not very feminine.." said my mom with one finger raised to rebuke my behaviour.
I thought for one second that I heard Vegeta snicker in the hall, but I might have imagined that, because of the blood rushing in my ears ..my head was as red as a tomato.
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