Chi-Chi and Bulma were sitting on the deck, sunning. Chi-Chi had a thick, hardbacked book and she was reading, while Bulma was listening to headphones. Bulma slowly rose to a sitting position, removing the headphones, and looked over at Chi-Chi. She opened her mouth as if to speak, then seemed to think the better of it. Chi-Chi had not moved a muscle, and does not look as if she noticed. However, she has.

"If you want to say something, spit it out, Bulma." Chi-Chi said, not looking up from her reading.

Bulma looked uncertain, but quickly brushes this feeling off. "The men have been acting odd all day."

"They're men." Chi-Chi dismissed, still reading.

"Come on, you know what I mean! They're... they've got some kind of secret! They found out something last night, and they won't tell us!"

Chi-Chi sighed, slipping a bookmark into her book, and lay it down. She looked at Bulma, sliding her sunglasses down her nose slightly as if to make her look like a teacher.

"Goku and Vegeta went on a scouting mission. That's all."

"They found out something."

"Bulma, if you're so hot to know, why don't you ask?" Chi-Chi grumped. "And stop bugging me."

"I already did." Bulma pouted.

"And, you thought that Goku had told me, and I might spill a bit?" Chi-Chi guessed.

"Maybe..."

"Well, Goku didn't. All I know is that they did well. That's all my husband told me."

"Then, what on Earth am I talking to youfor?" Chi-Chi snapped.

Chi-Chi smirks as Bulma stalks off into the house and goes back to reading her book.

Bulma walks into the training room, slamming the door defiantly. The men all look at her in surprise, but she is not phased.

"Okay, since when do you keep meout of the plans?" she demanded, seething so that flecks of spittle were coming out of her mouth.

"Bulma, calm down." Goku said, holding a hand up.

"No! I've always been in on the process; what has changed?"

"You're a woman. Women are weak and stupid." Vegeta chimed in.

Bulma looks as if she's been slapped. Then, her face reddens in anger.

"If you really felt that way, then what was all that two weeks ago?"

Vegeta ignores the eyes upon him and shrugs.

"You think just because we slept together-"

"You guys what?" Goku and Krillin burst out.

"Who's turn next?" Roshi asked eagerly.

Everyone turns and gives Master Roshi a look.

"What? I'm the only one who was thinking that?"

Bulma glares at Master Roshi, screeches, and stomps out of the room.

"Vegeta, don't you think you should go after her?" Krillin asked gently.

"Why?" Vegeta asked, clueless.

"She's upset. And, if she's your girl now-"

"She is not my "girl", you puny human!" Vegeta scoffed.

"But... you two..." Goku stammered, confused.

"Not all of us are like you, Kakorat. I am smart enough to know that I do not need the headache or weakness. Now, are we going to get back to training, or do you pansies want to stand here gossiping like a bunch of women?"

"The man has a point." Piccolo nodded.

Goku and Krillin look for a second as if they might argue, but then just shrug and go back to training as well.

"Daddy, what's going on?" Gohan asked.

"Um, ask Mommy later, all right, son?" Goku said uncomfortably, nudging him towards a heavy bag.

"C'mon, Gohan... let's try that energy blast again."

Gohan strained, holding his hands out, and a small little blast came from his hands that barely went "poof". Gohan looked frustrated and dejected.

"Don't strain so hard; it'll come." Goku said encouragingly.

"But, Dad... the rest of you have energy blasts! How come I don't?" Gohan asked.

"Perhaps because you are a half-breed." Vegeta cut in.

"Vegeta, don't help!" Goku snapped. "Gohan, you've got... something... so that means it'll come. Maybe you're just too young." Goku said gently.

"Could you do the Kamehahmehah when you were my age?" Gohan asked.

"Nope. I was almost nine before I learned how to do it. Master Roshi taught me." Goku nodded.

Gohan considers this, and it seems to make him feel slightly better.

"You do have a bit of a blast; that means it'll come out eventually, when it's ready." Krillin soothed.

"I'm still a real Saiyan?" Gohan asked his father.

"Yes. " Goku said, patting him on the shoulder, and then looks at Vegeta as if to make him confirm this as well.

"What?" Vegeta asked, confused.

"You take back what you said- tell him." Goku whispered through grit teeth.

Vegeta looks like he's going to say "no", but then looks down at Gohan and sighs with the air of a maryter." All right, kid; you're a Saiyan. The son of a low-class Saiyan dog, but a Saiyan, nonetheless."

Goku shakes his head, knowing this is the closest right now he can get Vegeta to apologizing, and turns Gohan around.

"All right, son, spread your hands and focus..."