Hey, it's me again. So- I had gotten, what? 3 favorites, and 5 follows? That's actually not bad at all for my first original story. And also, to the person who reviewed this, and you know who you are, thanks for giving me the motivation to write, and by extension post a chapter, 2 or 3 days afterword. So um- Read, Review, etc.

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Goku yawned as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes once again, sitting up in his cozy little bed and thinking back to the day before. He found a lady, fed her dinner, and let her sleep here…. Sums it up pretty well. He looked to both of his sides, before turning to sit on the edge of his bed and hopping onto his feet. He walked into the larger living room, finding Bulma on his couch, sleeping soundly. He smiled softly, before going into the kitchen to make breakfast. Bulma woke up to the sound of sound of sizzling, and the wonderful smell of eggs. She wondered for a second how he had gotten eggs, but quickly shook the thought out of her head. She was a guest, and would be more than happy to be treated to some breakfast. Once Goku was done with fried eggs and some white rice, he scooped two servings into bowls and set them on opposite sides of the round table that him and his late Grandfather, Son Gohan used for dinners when he was younger. He sat down at one bowl, Bulma sitting down in front of him, with a slightly nervous expression. She wasn't exactly sure how she could repay him for being this kind to her. She expected him to feed her then kick her out, but he went the whole nine yards in letting her stay and even giving her breakfast. He handed her some wooden chopsticks, and began digging in, Bulma following suit shortly after. Through mouthfuls of surprisingly delicious rice and egg, she managed to ask, "Hey Goku… How did… You learn to… Make this stuff…?" Goku smiled softly, looking to Bulma, and swallowing before answering, "My grandpa Gohan taught me this, and even went into civilization to bring back loads of foods like this. Sometimes, on important occasions, we would even have Bacon!" He said, excitedly at the mention of the oh so amazingly tasty food item. It seemed that his food selections were pretty scarce, as he didn't have much bacon, which most normal people had tons of, or could buy more every weekend or so, but she wouldn't complain. She wanted to be nice. "Well, I think I'm gonna go train, or something. I want to get strong, like grandpa Gohan wanted me to." Goku said, burping quietly and muttering an 'excuse me' as he took his empty bowl to the kitchen. He walked out of the other room, bowl-less before making his way to the door and opening it. He steps outside, breathing in the crisp morning air through his nose. Bulma walks out with him, also without a bowl, and watches Goku walk to the single battered log that seems to be stuck in the ground, as a makeshift training post. "You've been using that for training? You know I could make you some weighted clothing, or perhaps you could come to civilization with me and I can make you a room to train in my parents' mansion." Bulma offers, smiling as Goku looked over to her, partly in shock, partly in excitement. "Really? You would do that for me?" Goku asks eagerly, to which Bulma nods, and he begins grinning from ear to ear. "I accept your proposition, take me to society and help me train to be the strongest person in the world… no, the galaxy… no, everywhere!" He yells in pure happiness and excited ambition, Bulma giggling at his eagerness. "Alright, let's go~" Bulma says, walking to her car and getting in the driver's seat. Goku, after a few minutes of fumbling with the other side of the car, gets into the passenger seat and they zoom off towards the city.

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Alright, this is the end of Chapter 2, and I know this is unrealistic development, because Bulma is being far too nice, but besides that, I hope y'all enjoyed, cause this took me a good 30 mins and my hands are tired. Though I'm pretty proud of my word count, my story will have broken 1k words when I publish this. Read, Favorite, Follow and Review if you want to see this story continue to be posted on a regular basis. Thank you for reading.

Ja ne!