(All of the other Saiyans
used to laugh and call him names
they never let poor Raditz
join in any Saiyan games.)

"Vegeta, did you ever talk to Raditz?" Goku, attempting to make conversation with his long lost Saiyan cousin who had been newly found nearly 15 years ago, tried to ask a question that he thought Vegeta might find fit to answer. But, of course asking the Saiyan Prince any question that wasn't strictly related to fighting, strategy or food, might have been a pointless endeavor.

"Obviously. We were put into situations that we were forced to communicate in. It was strictly business. I didn't speak to him if I didn't have to. He was almost as much as a blundering fool as you are," Vegeta stated, quite matter-of-factly, we might add. He then appeared to glare out the window of his home as all the other party goers converged in the kitchen. You see, our lovable oaf had taken the time to come and talk to Vegeta on the eve of Jesus' birth, because heaven knows nary any other soul would dare.

Goku frowned at the shorter man after letting the statement sink in. "You're kind of mean; you know that, don't you?" The person to whom the accusation was directed to did not respond in a time that Goku deemed acceptable, and so the slightly younger Saiyan began to walk back into the foray of relatives and friends that were still conversing in his kitchen. Plus, there was food in that room, something that Goku, as we know, usually had a hard time keeping himself away from.

Vegeta, feeling unusually wordy and generous, cleared his throat minutely and then began, "Most of the others on our planet did not like Raditz." Goku stopped where he was and turned around to face the speaker of the words, Vegeta. "He was often compared to some Earth vegetable that resembled his name.

"I recall, and this would have been after the point in time in which he had come back to our world after annihilating everyone on the planet that he had been sent to, that the other children of our age did not allow him to participate in some… 'fun' activities, such as shooting targets with ki blasts and chasing after each other at high speeds. I, of course, would never have been subjected to those things: I was a prince, and I was above them." In all of his tirade, Vegeta did not hardly show a speck of emotion on his face, except for the proud smirk which he wore as he finished his tale.

Goku remained in the same spot for a few seconds before he asked, "What was the name?"

The man with the blue battle suit rolled his eyes. "What?"

"What did they call Raditz?"

"I don't know, Kakarot! It was years ago. Use your imagination. Your whole damn family has names that deal with food: Surely you can guess it eventually, even with that pea-sized brain of yours." Vegeta huffed, quite flabbergasted as to why Kakarot might even think that he, the prince of all Saiyans, would remember such a miniscule detail of some other third class Saiyan's life.

"Hm… Vegetables? …Carrots? … Rice? …" Goku trailed, consumed with thoughts of food, sugar plum fairies, and what he would be getting for Christmas the next day. Vegeta sighed, vowing to ignore Kakarot for the remainder of the day.