"Bulma, are you sure we have to let them in?"
"Yes, Vegeta, now open the door." Bulma called from the kitchen, carrying several trays.
Vegeta groaned then got off the Capsule Corp couch and walked towards the door. He unlocked it and opened the door to the smiling face of Kakarot, his wife, and their youngest brat, on Goku's shoulders.
"Hey Vegeta!" Goku smiled and waved, which Goten mimicked.
"Kakarot."
There was a long pause before Bulma walked up behind him.
"Are you going to let them in?"
"I guess."
Vegeta stepped out of the way and the Son family walked in. They took a seat in the luxurious Capsule Corp living room, on couches made of the most exotic fabrics. Snacks (To normal humans, a feast) were set out on a table in front of them.
"Gohan can't come today, he's on a date with Videl." Goku explained, and Bulma said, "Oooooohhh!" Like a teenage girl learning of her best friend's crush.
"Heheheh yeah, it's pretty funny, he's all shy and embarrassed about it."
"Pfft. If he was raised properly, he wouldn't need dates, or looooove." Vegeta said the last word slowly and with disdain.
"But what about your family, Vegeta?"
"Well, uh…" Vegeta stammered, seemingly stuck in a corner.
"The Saiyan race is almost extinct, I have to keep the bloodline alive, even if it means mating with the far inferior Human species."
Everyone rolled their eyes and Trunks ran in.
"Hey Goten, wanna go play outside?"
Goten looked up at his mom with a pleading look, who smiled and gave a thumbs up.
"Yes!" Goten got up and ran with Trunks to the backyard, and Bulma called after them, "Don't run in the house!" A faint, "Got it!" was heard and then a door slamming.
"See what I mean? If that kid was a true Saiyan, he wouldn't play, he would train! He wouldn't have friends, he would have punching bags! Targets! Rivals!" Everyone laughed. "What's so funny!? Don't mock me! What!?"
"Vegeta, do you know how they 'play'?" Bulma asked. Vegeta just looked confused and angry that everyone was still holding back laughter.
"N-no." He stammered.
Bulma opened a curtain to see Goten and Trunks outside, moving so fast they could barely be seen. Goten held a stick and Trunks was evidently supposed to dodge every strike. Goten moved as fast as he could, striking in every direction. Trunks was just as fast, half the time he was so fast that he was able to get behind his attacker.
"See? All they do is train, thanks to your guidance, oh great prince." Vegeta crossed his arms and made a small "Humph," noise. As Bulma was about to close the curtains again, Trunks fell to the ground, hard. Vegeta jumped out of his chair, and so did Goku.
"Kakarot! Your kid just hit Trunks, I'll kill him!"
"Wait, Vegeta! Look!"
Goten had bolted to Trunks, but was immediately grabbed by the leg, flipped, and slammed into the ground. Trunks dusted his hands, then started laughing and pointing. They heard Trunks say "Gotcha!" so loud that they heard it through the window. He helped Goten up, and took his shoulder, before going to sit down under a tree's shade.
"See, he's fine!"
"Hmph. Lucky for you, Kakarot. And your brat."
Vegeta was staring down Goku, and Chi-Chi decided to try and defuse the situation.
"How about we eat now?"
Goku's attention was immediately taken and he stared at the table hungrily. Vegeta tried to hold his focus, but gave in and sat down again before digging in, keeping a wary eye on Goku. He spoke in between shovels of food, saying, "Don't think this is over, Kakarot."
"Well Vegeta, it is nice to know you do care about your child." Bulma said as she held a pastry. Vegeta opened his mouth to respond, then seemed to falter. He knew that there was no point in arguing, he had said as much to Trunks, and if nothing else, his little outburst proved it. He knew it, and as much as he loved to pretend otherwise, he loved his family and a thought occurred to him in that moment, the thought that maybe he should show it a bit more often. Vegeta had conceded that Kakarot was stronger, but that wouldn't stop him from fighting to become better. However, he resolved that while he had a goal to beat Kakarot, he could also have a goal to be better to his friends and family. He had almost lost them all during the incident with Buu, and he had come to terms with what he would eventually have to become: A regular father.
