Those who don't like it, don't worry, there's nothing inappropriate(if you know what I mean... ^^;) that happens.

Disclaimer: Why would I own any of these characters if it's a FANfiction site? They belong to Akira Toriyama.

Bra is around 5-6 years old. So Trunks and Goten are about, I dunno, 17-18?

The Briefs Stay with the Sons

Chapter 5

Goku and Vegeta walked into the house, carrying a bunch of food. "We're back." Vegeta muttered.

"Great! I'll take those." Chi-Chi said, dropping all of the food onto the dining table. She started looking through the bags. "Uhh, this isn't what was on the list."

Goku choked. "Yeah... while I was there, I umm... I saw some things... and uh..."

Vegeta interrupted. "They were fresh out."

"What? Everything? Even if that was true, you couldn't have just gone to another store?" Chi-Chi screamed.

"We're not businessmen woman. Get that straight. This is a one time thing."

Chi-Chi growled and was just about to argue back when Gohan stepped in. "Why don't we just order pizza?"

Everyone shrugged but agreed.

"WAIT! No way!" Vegeta yelled.

"What's wrong now Vegeta?" Bulma sighed.

"So you're saying that I did all of that stupid shopping for nothing? I don't think so! We are going to sit down and eat what we've got, got it?"

"C'mon dad, we'll just eat this tomorrow. It's not like you shopped for nothing." Trunks persuaded.

"Grr... fine. But because of this I'm not going to do anymore chores!"

Bulma smirked. "Oh so you WERE going to do more chores."

"What? NO! Aghh just order the stupid pizza already. I'm done with this." Vegeta turned around and crossed his arms furiously.

Everyone chuckled as Chi-Chi dialed the number for pizza on the phone.

"Daddy can I have those cookies in that grocery bag?" Bra asked with her innocent bright blue eyes.

Even though Vegeta was one of the strongest, most tough warriors alive, no one could say no to Bra with her most adorable face and little red bow. Vegeta actually sort of half smiled! "Yeah yeah." Vegeta tossed the entire bag of cookies into her arms.

"Wow thanks Daddy!" she blew him an air kiss.

Bulma saw that her husband gave her daughter the entire bag of cookies. "Uhh... Bra I think we should give you maybe one or two of those for now."

"Aww... ok. Can I have milk though?" Bra pleaded.

"Sure."

"Hey wait." Vegeta started. "She's half saiyan, so obviously she can have way more than two."

"Yeah, and obviously she's half human so she should only have two. Even two might be too much." Bulma argued.

"Seriously? Two is too much? C'mon, just let her have as much as she wants."

"No way! We need to be careful about her health! First it's cookies, then before we know it it's going to be five double deluxe hamburgers at the greasiest fast food restaurant in town!"

"Only five?" Vegeta smirked. He loved a good argument.

"Are you saying that saiyans can handle five hamburgers and not die of heart disease?"

"Of course I am! Argh what am I arguing about? How many cookies my daughter can eat?" He put his hands on his head in crazed anger.

Bra looked up between her parents, looking at each one every time they talked. "All I wanted was two. Too many and I might get sick." she ran to the kitchen and pulled out two cookies and set the rest of the bag on the counter, not caring about the milk anymore.

Chi-Chi set the phone down. "Alright! Pizza should arrive in less then half-an-hour!"

"But mom. We live in the middle of a forest. Don't you think that it will be kind of hard for the pizza delivery guy to find us?" Goten questioned.

"Shhhh! Over half-an-hour and we get 50% off!"

Vegeta sat down at the dining table and started banging his head against it.

Goku was confused and sat next to him. "What's wrong Vegeta?"

He said one word every time his head wasn't against the table. "I. Hate. My. Life."

"What? Why?"

"You don't understand Kakarot. You're used to Earth. You're used to living in a small poor home. I'm not. I'm used to being a prince of an entire race on a different planet."

Goku patted his back, knowing Vegeta, he would be fine.

"Daddy, why do you call Uncle Goku 'Kakarot'?" Bra asked, biting off a piece of a cookie.

"Because that's his real name. Plus I hate his earthling name, 'Goku'."

"Hey I take offense to that!" Goku stood up. "At least my name doesn't sound like a vegetable."

"WHAT? NO ONE INSULTS THE ROYAL FAMILY NAME!"

"VEGETAble. Vegetable vegetable vegetable..." Goku made fun of him.

"Well maybe it's a good thing I call you Kakarot! Do you know why? Because it makes you sound like a carrot! You sure look like one! Orange! You always wear that stupid orange jumpsuit! Do you even change your clothes?"

"Hey! This is a fighting gi! And yes I do change my clothes! I have multiple of these but I don't ALWAYS wear it, unlike you and your blue body suit."

"What? I change too you know! Plus I like to wear my saiyan elite armor most of the time, which you don't have because you're a low class warrior!"

Trunks and Goten stared at their fathers. "Wow, this is the weirdest argument yet." Trunks stated.

"I've seen weirder. Man, I just realized I don't really like my name..."

"What do you mean Goten? Is it because It's so similar to your brother and father?"

Chi-Chi walked by. "What are you guys talking about?"

"Oh just how Goten sounds so similar to his family. They all start with 'Go'. GOten, GOku, GOhan." Trunks shrugged.

"Wait what? I happen to think they're lovely names!" Chi-Chi argued.

"Sorry, but couldn't you have been at least a LITTLE more creative?"

"Well at least my name doesn't sound like underwear!"

"Hey! Trunks is a good name!"

"Not when you have 'Briefs' after it! 'Trunks Briefs.". Please."

Bulma came by. "Are you talking about my last name?"

"Yeah, and let me tell you it's not the best." Chi-Chi shrugged.

"Well excuse me for having that last name! Just know that it's the name of the owner of Capsule Corp.! All of the greatest technology!"

"Not good enough if your house burns down so easily!"

They put their foreheads together in anger. Trunks and Goten still continued to stare at the argument, confused.

Goten started talking to Trunks. "You've got to admit, your name really is dorky. I mean, 'Trunks, Bra, Briefs', even Bulma!"

"Hey that's not very nice! Creativity beats dull!"

Looks like Gohan and Bra were the only ones left watching. Gohan looked outside the front window and he saw the pizza guy. Before he could say anything, Gohan ran outside, picked up the pizza, payed the man and ran back inside. "PIZZA'S HERE!" he shouted.

The pizza delivery guy hardly knew what just happened but he got his money and that's all that mattered, so he just went back to his job.

All the arguers saw Gohan holding the large pizza and stopped fighting. The saiyans had turned super saiyan and the ladies were pulling each others hair.

"Great let's eat!" Goku said, breaking the silence. Everyone realized they were being ridiculous and apologized, except for Vegeta who just let out a "Hmph."

The two families sat down at the dining table and ate pizza (of course they were smart enough to buy at least twenty boxes.)

To Be Continued...

Weird chapter I know. I really didn't know what to write next. XD

Please review and stuff. (I'm really curious to see what you guys are gonna say about it.) ;P