Disclaimer: This may take refrences from Mikila 2's " Shut Up! I'm Making Cookies." I'm not trying to steal it, I'm just borrowing some of the concepts.

It was a sunny day at Capsule Corp. Bulma was inside cooking. " BULMA!" shouted Vegeta. "Bulma's in the kitchen," said Mrs. Breifs. "Bulma!" Bulma turned her head. "What is it THIS time?" "Where is my training armour?" he said walking in the kitchen. Bulma sighed. " I haven't made it yet, because I have to cook for tomorrows party," Why are people even COMING over?" Vegeta asked." Because it's the one year anniversary of the defeat of Buu!" Bulma said raising her voice.

"How about YOU make the food?!" Vegeta turned his head in disgust. "That's not MY job, woman!" "How about we make a bet?" said Bulma. Vegeta raised an eyebrow."If you make all the food by tomorrow ' make training armour for you ANYTIME you want." 'The prince of all Sayians doesn't cook,' thought Vegeta. 'Though I could REALLY use some training armour.' He stood there silent for a few seconds. "So, deal?" Vegeta sighed. "Deal." "Okay, here's a list of all the stuff you need to fix," said Bulma. Vegeta looked at the list. There was a dozen things to fix. Bulma walked away. ' He'll NEVER fix all of that.' Trunks peeked around the corner. ' Hmm, DAD'S cooking?' he thought. 'Maybe I can manage to slip away a few pieces of food with him cooking.' He smirked then went up to his room to make a plan. Vegeta stood there speaking quietly to himself. "I don't know how to do this, but I will. I HAVE to."