Goku was playing in the yard with his young son, Gohan, laughing as he holds the small boy upside down by his toes. Gohan seems delighted with the game.
Chi-Chi came out of the house wearing a purple silk wrap dress, her hair cascading down her shoulders, and smiled at her "two men".
"Boys, time for lunch!" she called cheerfully.
Both of them raced past her into the house and towards the table. She followed them in and sat down. Goku and Gohan seem to be in a race to finish their high-piled plates of sandwiches, while Chi-Chi ate her one delicately, still shaking her head in amazement after all these years at the appetites of Saiyans.
"That was good, Chi-Chi."
"Yeah, thanks, Mama." Gohan said, letting out a small belch.
The small boy flushed, and Chi-Chi was about to respond when the phone rang.
"Hello?" Chi-Chi answered.
Goku watches in concern as his wife's cheerful expression turns into a frown and stands up, his brows knit in concern.
"I'll tell him." Chi-Chi said in a reluctant tone, and hung up the phone.
"Chi?"
"Bulma. She has another crisis."
It is quite obvious that Bulma is not one of Chi-Chi's favorite people; especially since she is the one who usually calls Goku to take care of the problems of the Earth. But Goku was instantly alert, almost antsy.
"What's going on?" he asked eagerly.
"I don't know exactly. She says she's calling a meeting at Master Roshi'sIsland. She even said that Krillin called Vegeta."
"Vegeta? Krillin called Vegeta?"
"Must be serious." Chi-Chi nodded.
"Come on, Gohan; we're going for a ride." Goku said, nudging his son.
"Oh, no, Goku! You are notgoing without me!"
Goku looked like he is about to protest, but notes the fire sparking in her eyes, the hands on her hips, the defiant tilt of her chin, and knows that he has already lost.
"All right, love." He said, kissing her forehead. "Let's go."
Meanwhile, at the beach-house, Krillin was practically screaming into the phone.
"How can you be so self-centered? This is not just about the people of Earth, it is about the entire universe! And, as a Saiyan, you especially should worry about it. You are likely next on his list!"
There was the sound of a click, then a buzz, and Krillin grit his teeth, slamming down the receiver. Master Roshi glared at Krillin.
"You careless kid! Do you know how long it takes the phone company to come out here if you break that?"
"I'm sorry, Master Roshi," Krillin sighed, frustrated, "but... that stupid... arrogant..."
Before he can finish his rant, the door was blown off the hinges, and Vegeta is standing at the door in jeans and a tank-top, a leather jacket slung over one shoulder, and he is regarding the room with somewhat of a sneer.
"You forgot good looking."
Fortunately, Krillin was saved from answering as Goku and his family walked in. Bulma, who has her hair done as if she were "Chrissy" from "Three's Company", and was wearing a light blue leather min-dress with several zippers, gathered everyone around.
Gohan sat on Chi-Chi's lap, and she stroked his hair. Goku and Krillin are paying the most rapt attention to Bulma, while Vegeta is only giving her a lazy, bored gaze as he leans back against the couch, his arms folded behind his head with an "I could be doing so many more interesting things right now..." look upon his face. Master Roshi, however, seems to be hypnotized by the generous display of legs in fishnet stockings Bulma is showing.
"…So, Dr. Wheelo has escaped. Goku probably remembers him from childhood; he was a menace back then, and he is back. His plot is to extract the life force from the most powerful creatures on Earth- starting with Saiyans. Of course, anyone who has a tremendous amount of magic or chi powers is at risk. So, that would put Master Roshi at risk as well. So, we must all be on our guard, and take him down quickly. And... that's about it."
"You know, Cupcake, you could have said that in a lot fewer words." Vegeta patronized.
Bulma huffed, but said nothing. It took great restraint, especially when she saw that Chi-Chi was trying her hardest not to laugh. However, she took a deep breath and attempted to calm herself.
"Okay, so, what's the game plan here, folks?" Krillin asked, clapping his hands in front of himself, trying to get back to the subject matter at hand.
Vegeta looked at him incredulously as if it were the most obvious answer in the world. "Kill the son of a-"
"Seven-year-old child present!" Chi-Chi interrupted, putting her hands over Gohan's ears.
Vegeta gave Chi-Chi a surprised, raised-brow expression, but then decided to give her an innocent, childlike expression in return.
"I was going to say "monkey". Really." He said in his most innocent tone.
"So, what are we going to do?" Gohan wanted to know.
Chi-Chi looked at the child in her lap with immense motherly worry in her eyes.
"Baby..." she heged, "maybe you should let Daddy, Krillin and Vegeta take care of this, hmm?"
"But, they'll need me! Bulma says this guy has a whole army!" Gohan half whined.
Chi-Chi looked at Bulma accusingly, and then turned to her husband with a pleading expression.
"Chi, I've been training him for this, all right? He will be fine; he's my son."
"He's mine, too…" she whispered softly, wrapping her arms around Gohan.
Vegeta rolled his eyes.
"Kakorat, you should not let your woman coddle the child so. He will never become a true Saiyan warrior."
Goku narrowed his eyes at Vegeta. "Chi-Chi is the best mother he could have, and Gohan is plenty strong; getting stronger every day!" he said warningly.
"And, for Heaven's sakes could you learn to call him Goku?" Chi-Chi burst out.