Let's Give Them Something to Talk About

Chapter One

Bulma got out of her air car and capsuled it. Her blue hair blew freely around her head as the wind began to pick up. The bright Friday sun beat down upon her lithe body as she made her way to the Son's door. She and Chichi were going to have a chat over tea. Goku was off training somewhere for the androids, along with Gohan, so she came to visit Chichi every week to talk about nothing in particular. She felt sorry for Chichi because she was all by herself; Bulma at least had Vegeta to contend with. Vegeta: she shuddered at the thought. He lived and breathed training, and in-between he would argue with Bulma about every little thing. Lately they seemed to have been getting into more arguments than usual, both left breathing hard but no one winning. She sighed to herself and knocked on the door. Today she would not think of him.

Bulma was surprised to see Gohan open the door. "Oh, hi, Bulma. Mom's in the kitchen getting ready for the picnic."

Bulma crossed the threshold and said, "Picnic?"

Gohan closed the door. "Yeah, Dad and I came home for a bit, so she thought it would be good to have a picnic. I think she's invited everyone to come. Are you gonna to come?" Gohan asked as they walked to the kitchen.

"Well, of course. I wouldn't miss it for the world," she said to the demi-Sayian.

Gohan smiled. " Kay. I'll tell Dad you're here," he said walking out of the kitchen door.

Chichi was busy putting things together but she stopped long enough to hug Bulma. "Oh, it's good to see you," she said giving Bulma a squeeze. "You're coming with us, right?"

"Yeah," Bulma said smiling. She sat down on a chair. "Gohan said you invited everyone."

"Yeah, I figured everyone could use a break. They've all been working so hard lately. There was one person I couldn't get in touch with: Vegeta."

Bulma laughed. "Figured. All Vegeta does is train. He won't stop to answer the phone. I don't even know if he knows how to."

Chichi laughed. "Probably, but Goku asked me specifically to invite Vegeta."

"Really? Why?"

"You know Goku," Chichi said shrugging.

At that moment Goku came walking into the kitchen. "Bulma!" he exclaimed. He grabbed her and gave her a huge hug, cutting off all her air.

"Goku!" Chichi said, whacking him on the shoulder. "You're going to kill Bulma. Let her go."

Goku let Bulma go. "Sorry," he said sheepishly. "It's good to see you."

Bulma smiled. "Chichi told me you invited Vegeta to the picnic."

"Of course," he said. "I think Vegeta would have fun."

Bulma looked at him. "Vegeta, have fun? I don't think so. He'd sooner kill himself than go to a picnic with us. You know how anti-social he is."

Goku looked at her seriously. "You never know until you ask."

Bulma frowned. Of course he was right. But Bulma had been living with that cocky Saiyan for two years now. He had evaded every attempt she had made to include him in the group. What difference would it make if Goku asked him? She shrugged her shoulders. "Chichi couldn't get in touch with him."

Goku looked at Chichi. "Really?"

She nodded her head.

Goku sighed, defeated, and then brightened. "Bulma, why don't you ask him? He lives in you house."

"Goku, I've been asking him for months now and he always says no."

"Well, maybe if you tell him you're asking for me he'll come."

"I don't know. I'm here already. I thought I'd just go from here to the picnic with you guys. I wasn't planning on going home," she said doubtfully.

"You don't live that far away. Besides, you have to go home and grab your things. We're picnicking on the beach."

"I suppose-"

"Thanks," Goku said, gently hugging her. "I knew I could count on you." He left the two women speechless.

"Well," Chichi said, putting down the plate she had in her hand. "He really wants Vegeta to go. I wonder why?"

Bulma sighed and got up from her chair. "I have no clue, but I might as well go try. Who knows, maybe he's right; maybe Vegeta will come. I'll see you later, Chi. Ja ne." Bulma said waving her hand.

Bulma uncapsuled her car and got in. Maybe Goku was right; maybe Vegeta would come. "Only one way to find out," she thought as she floored the gas.