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The Great Sayian Vocation Venture

Tea was splashing over Chi Chi's fingers as she laughed uncontrollably. Her nose wrinkled and eyes began to water as Bulma gave her that signature dopey grin and leaned forward in her chair. "Chi Chi, I'm home! I want you to wash my smelly, 200-pound clothes while I get ready for dinner…you'll never guess what I brought home- "

"FISH!" the two women exclaimed simultaneously. Both the women giggled for some time.

"Ohhh sometimes I wonder if Goku will ever grow up…"

Bulma laughed. "I think I can answer that one for you."

Chi Chi rolled her eyes. "Well, at least that's better than what you have to put up with."

Bulma raised an eyebrow. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"WOMAN!! GET IN HERE THIS INSTANT! I'M SUPPOSED TO BE A PRINCE BUT I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO PUT MY PANTS IN THE DRYER LET ALONE RUN MY OWN PLANET!" Chi Chi yelled with her hands on her hips in classic Vegeta style.

They spent a few more minutes laughing at that one. After the laughter had subsided, Bulma sighed and put her cup down. "You know, for the saviors of the world, you'd think they'd at least be able to take care of themselves, but they can't even cook or dress themselves properly."

"Well," Chi Chi began, "you can't really blame them, I suppose. I mean, neither of them really grew up in a normal household. We couldn't expect them to want to grow up and have a normal family life and normal jobs. Then again, maybe we just aren't being hard enough on them."

Bulma obviously thought it was the latter. "Well I think we just never made them do any work, so they don't know how to behave or earn their keep around the house. I think if they had to get real jobs instead of just fighting all the time they would understand how hard we work."

You could almost see the wheels beginning to turn. Chi Chi's eyes narrowed as she began to think the idea over. "But…how could we make them…?"

Bulma interrupted her. "Well, we both know they can't cook or clean or wash their own clothes. If we didn't treat them like that anymore, they wouldn't know what to do. I say we just stop doing all the work we usually do for them and tell them the only way they'll get a home cooked meal or clean clothes is if they get a couple of real jobs."

Chi Chi grinned devilishly. "Sounds like a plan, dear."

Bulma tossed her hair. "Well, they don't call me a genius for nothing."

She winked, and the ladies resumed their laughter. This would be an interesting experiment.