Lessons
Lesson #1
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ, etc., etc., so on and so forth; don't sue people, it truly isn't worth it.
It was another boring day at Capsule corp. The gravity room was busted again and he had nothing to do but lie on the couch and watch that idiot, Hercule, beat up his fellow incompetents. He was just amusing himself by picturing that posturing pansy in a real fight when a large stainless steel frying pan descended on the top of his head. He sat straight up in surprise and was about to demand an explanation when he heard a familiar voice say "Very good, Bulma, but next time I want to see a liitle more action in the wrist. You haven't quite got the hang of that last little flick that gives it the necessary force."
"Thank you Chi chi."
Crazy women. He sank down on the couch until only the tip of his hair was visible, and pretended they didn't exist.