First and foremost: Disclaimer I don't own, nor do I make money. This is just for fun! Yay!

After years of frustrations Bulma and Chi-chi have had it with their useless husbands and order them to get a job. The Weenie Hut has been the leading provider in classic fast food for over fifty years. But when another company buys the Weenie Hut and threatens to close it for good can the Earth's two greatest fighters save the Weenie Hut? And can they put up with their rude customers without blowing anything up? This is going to be a tough one….

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Bulma sighed again as she leaned on the railing overlooking the food court. Her eyes searched the mass of people below as she looked for the tall black spikes that was supposed to have been down there. She checked her watch again, irritated that he was again, not where he was supposed to be. She should have known better, if shopping took longer than her Saiyan 'husband' liked, he was more than likely long gone.

"Where do you supposed dad went?" Bra looked up, as Bulma grew agitated.

"Who knows where that arrogant father of yours is? I would try calling him but he more than likely has his phone turned off, again." she searched the mass below and still no Vegeta.

"I think Trunks put some stupid ringtone on it and he couldn't figure out how to change it." Bra tried to change the subject.

"He could have at least put it on vibrate!" Bulma checked hers to see if she did miss a call from him just in case. "He knows how to do that!"

"Bulma! Bra!" The call was one of shock and surprise. "You're here!?"

"Hi Chi-chi!" Bra turned. "Out shopping I see!"

Bulma turned also, seeing the bags she was holding as well as the look on her long-time friend's face. She knew what it meant, and her face fell.

"Don't tell me…"

"Uh-huh…" Chi-chi nodded.

"KAKAROT!!!!" The shout came from the food court below, and all three women rushed to the rail to finally see both Saiyans in the worst place at the same time. "YOU STAY AWAY FROM THERE!!! I HAVEN'T BEEN THERE YET!!!"

"Don't worry Vegeta! I won't eat ALL of it!" Goku called back from across the square, standing in front of one of the many vendors.

"DON'T TRY IT! I KNOW BETTER!!! EVERYTHING WILL END UP IN THAT BOTTOMLESS PIT THAT YOU CALL A STOMACH!!!" Vegeta was standing on one of the tables, waving his pointed finger at his rival.

"No it won't!"-

"Oh, no, VEGETA!!! Stop it right now!!!"

"AAAHHH!!! I think Goku's got my credit card!!!!" Chi-chi screamed. "We've got to get down there!!!!"

"Do you have a spending limit on it?"

"NOOO!!!!!"

"Alright, let's go."

-"Oh yes it will!!! It happened last time and it will happen this time!!!" Vegeta jumped from his table and landed right in front of Goku and the serving counter. "So I'm going first!!!"

"Hey! NO WAY!!! I don't get to come here as often as you Vegeta! Let me go first! I was here before you!"

"That's your problem, Kakarot!" The Saiyan Prince turned to the person behind the counter. "Let's see, I'll have six Philly Cheese steaks with onions--"

"Hey! Vegeta that's not fair!" Goku cried, shoving Vegeta to the side. "I'll have twelve Philly Cheese steaks, seven Teriyaki Chickens with mushrooms--"

"That's disgusting and you know it!" Vegeta shoved him back. "Nine combo fries--"

"Eight of the veggie--"

"Don't listen to him!!! Give me the grilled chicken--!"

"I want the steak--!"

"You don't even have money to pay for all that!!!!" Vegeta grabbed the edge of the counter and planted his feet, keeping the other Saiyan from knocking him away.

"I've got Chi-chi's credit card!!!" Goku had taken a similar stance to Vegeta's, their shoulders were locked against the other.

"You're not an authorized user of that!!!"

"AM SO!!!" Goku pushed, but Vegeta held firm.

"Uh…will that be for here or to go?"

"HERE!" chorused the Saiyans, as pale gold energy began to erupt around the two.

"Would you like anything to drink with that?"

"Lemonade!!"

"Sweet tea!"

Both jumped back, squaring off against each other, auras rushing and energy flaring. They stared off as Bulma, Chi-chi and Bra rushed to the scene. Patrons were staring, either amused or unsure of what to think.

"VEGETA!!! Enough is enough!!!"

"GOKU!!! Give me back my card!!!"

"Ka…me…ha…me…"

"Final…!"

"DON'T YOU TWO DO IT!!!" Bulma shrieked.

"HA!!!!"

"FLASH!!!!"

The beams of energy collided, and much like they were before, the two were evenly locked. Right now it looked as though it wouldn't end, but unfortunately, the guy behind the counter brought the worst news possible.

"We're out of mayonnaise, is that okay?"

"What?!"

"You got to be kidding me!!!"

The attacks suddenly became unstable, and went in opposite directions, smashing into the walls. Concrete came crashing down, plowing down tables and people alike. A cloud of dust was swept up and into the level above and settled back down over the court.

"WAIT!!!" Goku stopped. "We can go over to that chicken place! They've got plenty of those mayonnaise packets!!!"

"For someone without brains, that's a good idea!" Vegeta remarked. "It tastes better anyway!"

"I know, that's weird…"

"GOKU!!!"

"VEGETA!!!!!!!!!"

"Uh oh…."

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"Of all the stupid things you've done in your life Vegeta, that had to have been the dumbest!" Bulma remarked as she drove home. "We're just lucky that no body was killed!"

"I'm sure they had it coming, woman!" Vegeta sulked as he rode shot-gun with his arms folded.

"That was your answer last time! And I'm sure in your twisted mind, random people enjoying their lunch deserve to be hit with a two-ton piece of concrete and steel rods!" She shot. "Do you know how much it's gonna cost to repair that place!? Do you even care how much money I've spent in order to fix the things you mess up when we go out?!"

"Not much compared to the useless things you buy on your, 'shopping sprees'." Vegeta mumbled. "OOOH!!! PULL IN WOMAN!!! PULL IN!!!"

"What are you talking about?"

"The Weenie Hut!!! Pull in!!!"

"After all the stuff you've done today you want me to pull into the stupid Weenie Hut?!"

"It's not stupid woman! They have the best hotdogs and milkshakes ANYWHERE!" Bulma rolled her eyes and reluctantly did so, pulling up to the drive through window.

But before she ordered what Vegeta wanted, she paused to consider a simple sign in the front window. One that would surely teach Vegeta to mind himself whenever they went out, and be thankful for the amount of money he was so used to having.

'Help Wanted, huh?' Bulma curled her fingers around her chin and smiled.

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HA! Short and to the point just like I said! Review PLEASE!!!