It was a calm day at the Briefs house and no one was causing a ruckus. It was a cool February morning, without a single cloud in the sky.
Trunks however, was just playing violent video games.
"Ha ha! Take that! And that! Headshot! Oh yeah, bro, you just got owned! Oh wait...that was my own teammate..." Bulma was walking in just as Trunks' tomahawk dug into the shoulder blade of someone's back.
"Trunks, what in the world are you playing?" Bulma asked, hands on her hips.
"Call Of Duty:Black Ops 2," He responded, not taking his eyes off the screen.
"Trunks! You are 10 years old, I will not allow you to play this!"
"Then why'd you buy it?"
Bulma gave no reply. Instead, she walked up and turned off the television. Trunks protested, but Bulma didn't listen. She told him "I love you", and walked away. Trunks, five minute later, stormed after his mother who he then saw in a lip-lock with his father.
'This is ridiculously absurd...' Vegeta thought as he flew back from the Son residence. Vegeta touched down about a minute later, walked inside, and began to put his little "act" in motion.
He proceeded to the kitchen where he decided to snack on some left over egg rolls from the previous dinner of Panda Express. Meanwhile he waited for his prey to come.
The prey came about a few seconds later. (yeah, you thought it would be hours, didn't you?) Bulma came in with a regretful look on her face.
"Whatever is the matter?" Vegeta asked, a playful smirk on his lips.
"I took Trunks' Xbox away and everything... Now I feel bad..."
"It can't be that bad," He said, walking closer. Bulma looked at him with a curious look for a second, then continued with her tale. She started stating things, which soon turned into complaints. When the complaints started turning into tantrums, Vegeta got sick of it and just went ahead and did his unexpected move:
He hugged her.
Bulma looked on with shock, but soon gave in. Her husband rested his chin upon her head and pulled her close. Bulma was shocked. He never hugged her randomly or (very rarely) in times of comfort. The last time he had hugged her comfortingly was when she started getting tearful after he had returned from the whole Buu predicament. Yeah. That long.
Vegeta pulled her back and Bulma looked at him. She couldn't exactly read his emotions (which was quite odd for a woman, as they are like flippin hawks when it came to this stuff) but nonetheless she didn't walk off.
Vegeta, taking this opportunity, pulled in and kissed her. Bulma was still taken aback by this, no matter how many times this had happened. This one moment, she was completely lost. So thus,she let her more feminine side take over; she tilted her head upward to allow a more deeper kiss and just let it go. (Linkin Park reference cuz I am listening to a song so I randomly put it there)
Trunks just gawked at the two parents. He ran up and pushed the two apart. Both of them looked a bit startled.
"EWWWW! GROSS GUYS! THIS IS THE KITCHENNNN! HERE ME?! K-I-T-C-H-E-N! YOU ARE IN HERE TO SUCK ON LOLLIPOPS! NOT EACH OTHERS' FACES! KAMI!" Trunks exclaimed. The two just looked at each other and started laughing. LAUGHING. As if he was talking about monsters under his bed. Trunks gave a low growl, deep in his throat, and began to turn on his heel.
Vegeta placed a hand on his shoulder. Trunks turned to look at his father. Vegeta paused and got onto one knee, even though Trunks was taller than that, just a bit, without taking his hand off his sons shoulder. Vegeta gave a small grin and grabbed Trunks in a big hug, forcing trunks's head to be buried near his fathers shoulder.
eventually Vegeta let his son go. Vegeta added yet another thing to his long list of odd actions; he ruffled his son's hair and kissed his forehead. He got off his one knee and strutted out of the kitchen. Bulma and Trunks looked at each other and back.
"About my Xbox..." Trunks said, a little grin playing across his features.
"Trunks...!"
"Dammit!"
Vegeta took out a mechanical probe, taking out the frustration on training. "I'm never going to win at this rate!" He blew up another probe. Its remaining bolts and ashes falling to the ground.
"How could I?! Gah! I'm an idiot! How could I let some type of lust bullshit get in my path! All I had to do was kiss her cheek or some god damn bullshit. But instead I was an idiot and got in frickin' make out with her!" This time he blew up two probes.
Fifteen minutes later, anger drained, Vegeta decided to do the oldest maneuver in the book- a movie.
Vegeta hunted in the movie drawers and shelves for a movie. He found one named "Family Sins" knowing his son loved the movie for the sins part. Also his wife was sensitive when it came to emotional movies such as ones where abuse or acts of cruelty.
He placed the movie down on the counter and set off to find his son first. When he had made it to his son's bedroom door, he sighed before opening his door. He looked about the room where scattered remnants of toys and batteries on the carpet. He saw Trunks on his bed, lying on his stomach, focused on a violent-looking game. Just before Vegeta even opened his mouth to say something, Trunks had sliced the head off of another player, causing plenty of blood to spurt out of the arteries. Vegeta couldn't help but smirk at his son's malevolence.
"Trunks, I wanted to ask if you wanted to watch a movie with me," His father asked.
Trunks looked at him and said, "Dad, I'm not going to watch the Brave Little Toaster." Trunks turned his attention back toward the game where he spawn-killed another online player. "Ha ha! Take that one you noob!"
Vegeta was determined to win. He wasn't going to back down without a fight. "Trunks. I know I haven't been a good father, and have not attended many events of your liking. I am trying to connect- bond with you so we can establish a better relationship. Will you simply watch a movie with your father?" Vegeta put on a sincere expression. For some odd reason Vegeta didn't know, Trunks seem to have bought it.
"Okay, fine. I'll watch your stupid movie. Not cuz' your little speech..." Trunks said. Vegeta seemed pleased.
"Thank you Trunks," He hugged his son and ruffled his hair as they both walked out.
"What movie are we watching?"
"Family Sins, the one where the girl was raped and her mother is locked in a basement."
"Oh, yes! I love that movie!" Trunks beamed and jumped onto the couch.
"I have to go get your mom, okay?" Trunks nodded. Vegeta gave a small wave and set off once more to go find his other target.
Vegeta found his wife in their bedroom reading one of her romance novels.
"oh hey Veggie!" Bulma said, winking. It took all of Vegeta's willpower to not tell her to shut up and scowl. Instead he decided to say something more towards the subject.
"Hey babe. I was wondering if you wanted to watch a movie with me and Trunks." Vegeta said, leaning against the door frame, as he usually did, hands in hid pockets.
"Oh, ho! Now your calling me babe now? What is the matter with the mighty prince today?" Bulma smiled. Vegeta didn't reply. "Well whatever the case, I guess I'll watch your movie. What is it?"
"Surprise," vegeta said plainly.
"Well, why can't I know?"
"Because I don't think you would be as willing as you are right now."
"Well, not now because your mystery of not letting me watch a ridiculous movie," Bulma put her hands on her hips in refusal. Vegeta shrugged.
"If you don't want to watch it, that's find by me-" Vegeta paused. He forgot the deal. Vegeta sighed inwardly. "Bulma," Vegeta said politely, "I apologize for being so direct." He slowly approached to where he was in front of her. Bulma crossed her arms in front of her chest.
"I don't know why your being so hostile, honey. I only wanted to know if you wanted to watch a movie. Is that so hard?" He gave a half smile. Bulma rolled her eyes haughtily. Vegeta put both arms around her waist and pressed his forehead against hers. Bulma had a look of surprise for just a split-second, but it was gone again. Bulma instead laughed. Then she smiled. "Fine. I'll watch your movie. Only if there's strawberries to snack on."
"Alright," Vegeta loosened his arms and kissed her forehead. "I'll see you in the living room, babe." Bulma nodded. 'He's being romantic instead of seductive...how weird...i so thought I was going to get cornered on the bed or wall...' Bulma just shook her head and continued out the door to her awaiting movie. Obviously the bet was in Vegeta's favor.