Author Notes: This is how Vegeta would give Trunks 'the talk'.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z, if I did, Pan wouldn't exist.
Ten year old Trunks shakily put his hand on the button that opened the door. He hesitated slightly before pressing it. The door opened and Trunks walked into the Gravity Room. The door closed behind him and he was thrown to the floor because his father had the gravity set at two thousand. Trunks transformed to a Super Saiyajin, but he could still barely stand up.
"Dad," He managed to choke out, "Help…me…"
Vegeta, now noticing Trunks' presence rolled his eyes and turned the gravity back to normal.
"What do you want?" Vegeta snapped.
"I wanted to ask you…" Trunks began.
"What?" Vegeta snapped, "Out with it boy, you're wasting valuable training time."
"What's sex?" Trunks asked, blushing.
Vegeta stared at his son, "Sexual intercourse is a reproductive process whereby a man places his erect penis into a woman's vagina and pumps in and out to orgasm for the sake of conception, however many have sexual intercourse for recreation without reproductive purposes by way of contraception." Vegeta explained.
Trunks stared, wide eyed, at his father before turning around and yelling, "MUM! HE'S NOT TELLING IT RIGHT!"
"YES HE IS!" Bulma screamed back from her laboratory.
"How am I 'not telling it right'?" Vegeta asked.
"You're supposed to dodge the question and talk about baseball," Trunks whined.
"Don't be stupid," Vegeta snapped, "I'm a warrior not an idiot, I don't have time to talk about baseball, now get out of here, unless you think you can handle three thousand times earth's gravity."
"You don't understand my pre-teen angst!" Trunks screamed, running out of the room.
Vegeta groaned, rolled his eyes and turned back to the terminal, before setting the gravity he looked up and screamed, "WOMAN! WHAT THE HELL IS BASEBALL?"