After the Saiyans satisfy their appetites Vegeta stands up and grabs Tarble by the arm and hauls him out of the kitchen.

He drags him down the hallway, ignoring his questions and protests. When he gets a good distance from the kitchen he releases his hold.

"What was that for? You didn't have to drag me." Tarble frowns, and rubs his reddening arm.

"How did you cook all of that?" Vegeta asks, pinning Tarble with a glare.

"I read a recipe book and followed what it said. Why do you ask?"

Vegeta crosses his arms and narrows his eyes, "Men fight, women cook. That's how it's always been."

"You said to order or make something. The boys wanted Italian so I made Italian. I just did what you said."

Vegeta runs a hand over his face, "I say a lot of things I don't mean."

"Then why did you say it in the first place?"

Vegeta growls and clenches a fist then takes a deep breath, trying to resist punching his brother. "Next time I say make food, order food or do something else. Don't do a woman's job."

"Alright, I won't make food again."

"Get rid of the rest of the food you made too. We don't want Bulma to start asking you to make meals." Vegeta starts walking down the hallway.

"Even the chocolate cupcakes I made?"

Vegeta freezes midstep but remains with his back to Tarble, "Chocolate cupcakes?"

"Yeah, but I guess I'll throw those away too." The younger brother slides past the older and continues to the kitchen.

Tarble walks back to the kitchen and starts throwing any remains of the food in the garbage. After clearing away everything on the tables and counters, he opens the fridge and takes out the cupcakes.

"Tarble, please don't tell me you're going to throw those out too." Goku says, looking over Tarble's shoulder.

"You can have them if you want, Nii-san said to get rid of all the food."

Goku takes three of the cupcakes from the tray, leaving one. "You do know he's a notorious liar."

"No."

"Well he is and he loves chocolate cupcakes so just leave it for him."

"Alright if you say so." Tarble puts the remaining cupcake in the fridge.

"Oh, and you have flour in your hair, just thought you'd want to know."

Tarble looks up and notices some flour in his bangs, "I guess I'll go take a shower."

Goku nods and heads to the game room to deliver two of the cupcakes to Trunks and Goten. Tarble goes to his bathroom and turns on the water as hot as possible. He enjoyed hot showers because the house was usually kept cold for when Vegeta came in from training and he was sweaty. He strips and steps in the shower. He tenses when the water hits him, and then relaxes as it runs down his back. He takes a 30 minute shower and the bathroom is all steamy when he's finished. Grabbing a towel and wrapping it around his waist, Tarble steps out of the bathroom and dries of his hair with another towel.

He dresses in pajama bottoms and decides to sleep without a shirt tonight. He's about to climb into bed when there's knocking at the door.

He walks over to the door and opens it,

"Uncle Tarble, will you watch a movie with us?" Trunks asks

"I was just about to go to sleep."

"Please?" Goten begs

Tarble averts his eyes, knowing he can't resist the chibis.

"Please? We'll never ask again." Trunks latches onto his leg.

Tarble looks down and his eyes are met with huge pleading ones. "Fine, sleeping can wait till later. What movie are we watching?"