Chapter 34

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Bulma is finally back home at her newly renovated and extravagantly improved Capsule Corp. headquarters. It's her dream home if she'd ever thought of one and not a far cry from a castle if she did say so herself. It was bigger and grander than before, with a well thought out floor plan and fantastic furnishings she thought she could literally die on and be happy. There were more bedrooms and guestrooms and bathrooms than before, more than they needed, even with so many staying with them, and not one, not two, but three kitchens. There was a brand-new nursery, as well as a playroom and a bedroom for the Prince when he gets older. There's closet space and storage space she never thought she'd use, and that's saying something. Her mother's garden was rebuilt and enlarged, and filled with exotic flowers and the best equipment a woman with a green thumb could ask for, but above and beyond all that, her and her father's workspace was upgraded and transformed into an area much larger and much better than the chaos it was, and it was filled with every tool, device, and material they could possibly need. Not to mention, there is privacy in every corner of the home, but a security system, including cameras, if she needs it.

Her parents were thrilled with the renovations and awed by the changes to their already enormous home, and so were her guards. Tarble had outdone himself. He even hired on cooks and cleaners, offering them an incredibly competitive wage which included time off packages. He even brought on secretaries to work under Bulma's advisors to help with screening calls and cataloging paperwork, the public paperwork, anyways. He'd done a thorough screening process on the new hires of course, which helped many people get jobs that needed them, and assisted the Briefs in ways they never thought they'd need help before, but it turns out, with so much house, and so much publicity, and so much work to do, they truly did need the extra hands.

He instructed the advisors and the guards on what was to be expected from them, that it should be no different from how things go on Planet Vegeta, and that he'll want updates and check-ins often. They promised to perform to the best of their abilities, and they haven't missed a beat since.

Bulma didn't know how to thank him, but she intended to try one of these days.

The Prince had told her upon leaving that she should prepare for more and more Saiyans to come and stay with her over time, and that, eventually, she might want to move her headquarters elsewhere, and have an even bigger house built, but for the present and the foreseeable future, he was certain he'd done well to make the home as comfortable and practical as possible.

She sighed to herself as she thought about Tarble and all of his wisdom in these matters. It all seemed to come so natural to him. The months he was here really made the time fly and eased the difficulty of every trial she'd encountered, but with him gone she's been left more to herself than ever before, even with her family and her 12 guards and 3 advisors, and her cooks and her maids, and her secretaries, and Emeri, who Tarble sent after he'd gotten back, who is now her personal assistant, and a very good one, at that.

This whole thing is just so strange! She's still not used to all this change, and she's still not completely comfortable with it. She still felt alone as a human in a house full of mostly Saiyans. Although, she must say, she felt very safe and respected, now more than ever.

In spite of everything going on, she did have some luck in her work with creating newer remodels of old technology, like upgrading the scouters that the Saiyans use to communicate so that they can withstand even higher power levels, and that they alert the user if there's a link in communication down. She's even been in direct contact with Bardock, who is Raditz and Goku's father, as she had suspected, and she's come to absolutely adore him. He has been infinitely helpful with their newest projects, and always optimistic about their results, even when their tests fail, which they do, most of the time. She could tell, after so many verbal encounters with the brilliant man, where Goku gets his carefree attitude from.

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