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One | An Interview of a Lifetime

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ BEAUTIFULLY SHAPED SNOWFLAKES FLOAT IN THE FROSTY AIR AS the coldness of the winter day only made this short girl shiver even more with nervousness and being cold. She always hated winter, especially since it brought up bad memories of her past. Her fated interview with the CEO of Ox-King corporations didn't start until an hour later, but knowing her and her bad luck, somehow she was going to be fucked by something invisible.

She pops open her dingy old red backpack she's had since junior high and pushes through her binder, books, and paperwork trying to find her notebook filled to the brim with her notes that was going to help her get through today. The long spiky ebony haired discussed with everyone in her small friend group to get down every possible question, scenario she might be put through, or absolutely anything was now jotted down and available in her notebook, and the boy who was her same age was laughing at the sight of her frantically skimming through her notes.

"Caulifla, calm down. You've gone through those darn notes like a hundred times already." He reminds her with rolled eyes underneath his sapphire colored sunglasses. "You're going to get this interview aced guaranteed." He declares, patting her shoulder a couple of times.

Caulifla casts a glare at him and crosses her arms, shrugging his hand off her shoulder. "Tarble, your ass better not be saying that cuz you're my friend." She then begins to read her notes from page one, carefully reading everything word for word.

The shorter haired spiky haired friend of hers defensively threw his hands in the air as he replies, "Look, Caulifla. I'm not saying this because I'm your friend. I'm saying this because I know it's true," He pulls out his phone upon it vibrating in his pocket as he reads his new text message from his older brother, asking about how the whole interview went with Caulifla. Of course his older brother simply assumed they left this early because the interview was around this time according to him. So, Tarble had to assure his brother that it wasn't time yet. "Besides, you got plenty of mock interviews from Vegeta who practically interviews people daily."

Caulifla huffs in frustration at his words as she clasps her hands on her face. "Ughh! I should've squeezed another one of those mock interviews in! It would be super duper helpful!" She whines.

Tarble nearly laughs, but shoves it down his throat to avoid getting punched. "Vegeta would be laughing his ass off right now because you're going bonkers." He then puts his hands on Caulifla and shakes her back and forth. "Quit worrying! You'll get the job!"

"Fine, fine, fine. Will ya hand me a breakfast sandwich already? I'm starving! And while you're at it, give me my orange juice already. It better not have any pulp in it." Caulifla says as she sits up in her car seat, tossing her notebook on top of her backpack so she doesn't messy it with stains.

"Yeah, yeah princess whatever you say." Tarble mutters as pulls out her order of two sausage egg and cheddar cheese breakfast sandwiches on an English muffin, two crispy warm hash browns, and her orange juice with no pulp.

Caulifla forcefully pulls her first sandwich away from Tarble and begins to peel the foil off of it as she keeps a glare on him. "Hey, you're not allowed to call me princess." She takes a bite out of her sandwich as Tarble opens up his sandwich, a bacon yellow egg and pepper jack cheese one.

"Oh goodness me! Forgive me Caulifla! I forgot only older men who you crush on are only allowed to call you that!" Tarble waves a hand in the air for effect. He takes a bite out of his sandwich as he adds, "So when are you going to confess to Vegeta that you have feelings for him, anyway? When you're eighteen and ready to lose your virginity to him?" Tarble nudges her as Caulifla almost gags on her breakfast sandwich and fiercely shook her head.

"You know I don't like Vegeta like that." She retaliates.

"Bullshit!" Tarble says loudly, causing Caulifla to flinch in her seat. "You're saying you don't like Vegeta like that, but who's the one who sent him those artsy craft Valentine's Day cards from the time he was in elementary school with us to when he was in junior high with us for a year! Who's the one that sent him sing-a-grams on Valentine's Day in high school? Who tried giving him a hundred bucks just cuz he graduated, when no one thought he would? Who would accept all the invitations to stay at the beach house in the summers just so she could secretly spend time with my brother? Who shared her first kiss with him and stayed a night alone with him in the beach house!" He points his sandwich at Caulifla accusingly.

With each and every words that escapes Tarble's lips, Caulifla could feel her face grow hot and no doubt the radish red glow had spread across her cheeks. "Alright, alright I get it. You've been keeping tabs on me, detective Tarble. But I'm not talking until I get my lawyer Cabba involved." She takes another bite of her sandwich as she really thought about it. Her feelings for Vegeta were still vibrant in her heart, but would they still be there by the time it was her birthday?

Today was finally the last day of Chi-Chi interviewing all of her potential candidates for her son Gohan. Aside from her work load, this minor inconvenience already added into her stress aside from the fact that her husband wouldn't get a job. Of course he wouldn't since he was sitting comfortably on a throne of cash all thanks to his wealthy wife and father-in-law. Since she had started hosting interviews, she laid off on the screaming sessions toward her husband and forced a wide wicked grin in his direction when he casually walked into her office with a sandwich in hand or some other food, asking her what she was up to.

It's not like he really cared, Chi-Chi knew he didn't even remember that she was looking for a babysitter for their child. No matter how much she reminded Goku he always seemingly forgot.

Chi-Chi's long black hair was draping down her back as she quickly lifts it up and attempts to pull it back in her usual bun, accompanied by a set of bangs that framed her face beautifully.

Soft footsteps approach her office, too light to be Goku's as cold sweat dreads across her body. She immediately stopped trying to make her hair into a bun as she stares ahead, hoping it wasn't the young girl here for her interview. Of course Goku would blindly let her in without letting Chi-Chi know!

"Don't worry, Chi-Chi! It's just me!" The indigo haired woman declares as she looks around the office, smiling at how sunlit it was due to the curtains being pulled back. She was always used to light bulbs lighting up Chi-Chi's office instead. The woman's dark eyes lower towards what laid in Chi-Chi's fist: a couple of black scrunchies, and maybe due to how nervous Chi-Chi was, she hadn't been able to properly do her hair. "Do you need my help?"

"Oh Launch, thank Kami it's you." The black haired woman sighs in relief, then nodding soon afterward. "Please, if you don't mind." To her words, the woman with bouncing long hair smiles as she quickly walks over and takes the scrunchies out of her soon to be sister-in-law's hand and begins to do a perfect bun for her.

"Are you really that nervous, Chi-Chi?" Launch teases with a giggle as she tightens the bun. "You shouldn't be, you should be relieved that this is the last interview and then you can choose to have the perfect nanny!"

"Ahh, thank you." Chi-Chi lightly laughs, easing her own tension. "How are things coming along with your wedding planning?" Chi-Chi moves herself back to her desk, organizing for the millionth time all her pens, paper, loose paper clips and staple.

Launch reddens, closing her eyes as she couldn't wait to finally be married to Raditz. Her wedding was seven months away, but just thinking about it all just made her so happy and excited. "Oh! I haven't really started it yet, after all I still need a wedding planner." She winks at Chi-Chi's jaw drops quickly staring up at Launch with widened eyes.

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?!" Her open mouth turns up into a big smile with a pair of twinkling eyes to boot.

"Uh-Huh!" Launch nods happily. "Of course I'm asking you to be my wedding planner. You're the most organized, neat freak I know. If you want to be my wedding planner, it's open exclusively for you!"

Chi-Chi waltzes herself over to Launch and practically jumps into a hug. "Of course I'll be your wedding planner! I would love to plan your wedding!" The office is then filled with their squeals as the two dance around in their embrace.

Tarble parks a few feet away from the Ox Mansion as his jaw drops at how big the mansion was. He didn't believe that Goku getting married to Chi-Chi would land him such a big house! "Damn, maybe I should've gotten Chi-Chi pregnant." Tarble mumbles as Caulifla takes deep breaths one after another. This was it. This was her big moment to step in as the nanny of the CEO of Ox King Corporations. Well, almost. It was just the interview and that's why she had to ace it.

"Nasty pig, she's like four years older than you." Caulifla smacks his head before turning to look at Tarble in the eye. "This interview shouldn't take long, so don't you dare go down the street and look at all the fancy houses and local bakeries."

"Yeah, yeah sure. Unless you're not out here in twenty minutes I'm going to assume you already got the job and you're just changing diapers." Tarble says as Caulifla rolls her eyes.

"Fat chance!" She then unbuckles her seatbelt and throws it off of her, popping open her car door as she steps out. "I'll see you in a few, okay?" She closes her door.

"Good luck!" Tarble hollers before rolling up the passenger's window.

Caulifla takes deep breaths and carries on wearing her black dress clothes, brushing possible leaves that fell on her during the times she was outside as she approaches the grand golden gates to the house. She could see the house ahead alongside a couple of cars and a limo. Caulifla swallowed, imagining herself stepping into this place every day seemed unreal.

Taking her seventeenth deep breath of the day, she presses the button to make her presence known, a loud buzz follows soon after. Then the voice of a woman speaks on the small black speaker.

"Ox-King residence." She says in a stern yet raised tone.

"Hello! I'm Caulifla Sadala, here for my interview ma'am." She replies quickly.

"Ah! Caulifla Sadala, yes! Let me open up the gates to let you in." Replies the voice, which no doubt was Chi-Chi.

The gates creak with the sound of them being pried open as Caulifla quickly walks into the property. Her eyes roam around at the Ox statues, purple car and lime green car, the lush green grass and carnations frosted with ice, everything was so beautiful. She then walks careful steps up the marble stairs as she stands at the doors with intricate details and golden door knobs. Before Caulifla could attempt to pull it open, a woman with a soft smile answers, standing in front of her a few feet away.

"Ah, Caulifla. It's so nice to meet you, come in." says the woman with a nice hairdo and wearing a navy skirt that reaches her knees, a white blouse with frilly ruffles on it, and then a matching blazer to top it all off.

"Hello, Chi-Chi it's so nice to finally meet you too." Caulifla says with a big smile, her voice sounding so foreign to her. She then quickly follows Chi-Chi through the house, holding back from gazing upon it for fear she'd be distracted and lose her potential boss.

Chi-Chi stands before a door, opening it as she approaches her chicory colored desk, adorned with her office supplies and papers. "Come, take a seat." She gestures toward one of the chairs across from the desk as Caulifla hurriedly makes her way over and takes a seat, sitting up straight.

"Alright, for starters, where did you hear this job?" Chi-Chi looks up from her clipboard, eyes matched on Caulifla.

"Oh! I heard about this job from one of my closest friends, Vegeta! He's the son of Vegeta Sr., and owns a company." At the mention of Vegeta's name, Chi-Chi almost winces, but her eyes widen as her eyebrows arch up. Caulifla could've sworn she almost jumped in her seat but brushes it off and continues, "I used to babysit all the CEOs' kids and sometimes they'd keep in contact with me so I can babysit personally for them."

Chi-Chi nods in approval, writing this down in her notes, recalling the references on Caulifla's application. "And what was that like?" She asks.

"A bit disastrous at times, I'll admit. Since most of them are pampered, they expect me to give them free candy or toys or comply with them . . ." Caulifla pauses to think, and to properly say her words so she wouldn't potentially swear. "But, since I don't really like bratty kids, I don't soften or sugar coat stuff for them. I treat them just like they act—like childish brats. After they got babysat by me so often, they already knew what I expected, well behaved manners, speak when allowed, of course they're allowed to have fun and scream and stuff but they have to follow the rules their parents enforce."

Chi-Chi writes all the words she could, nodding at everything Caulifla said. After she was done writing, she looks up from her notes. "Okay, do you have any thing in your schedule like a job, school, or activities?"

Caulifla had to go through her head to remember if she even had anything on her schedule. She was on winter break right now, so she didn't have to go back to school until January. No jobs since last year, and frankly that's it, she couldn't think of anything that would intervene with babysitting Gohan. Unless . . . She ended up letting herself get strung up in a sexual relationship with Vegeta then that could possibly take up her time, but Caulifla wasn't about to say that to Chi-Chi.

"Ah, well as of right now no. I'm on winter break until January third and will be graduating from high school this June." Caulifla answers, smiling at the woman.

After many more questions and what seemed like forever, the interview was finally over. Caulifla stood up from her seat and maneuvers herself around Chi-Chi's desk to shake her hand. Chi-Chi takes her hand and shakes it a couple times.

"I'll contact you by phone for further consideration. It was a pleasure to meet you Caulifla."

"Thank you, it was a pleasure to meet you too, Chi-Chi."