The day started with Bulma's biggest struggle - to leave her warm bed. She slid into her bunny slippers and threw a fluffy pink robe on her naked body. After a quick stretching workout, she crawled downstairs to the kitchen. As the head of Capsule corp, a wife, and a mother of two kids, she barely had alone time for herself. Thus, she preferred to wake up early, no matter how late she went to bed.
Bulma curled in her favorite chair in the kitchen, sipping her morning coffee. A slice of strawberry cheesecake and a plate of fruits added a nice touch to the morning routine. She hummed softly under her nose, committing to the silence. At times it got disturbed by a bird chirping or a fantom rustle of the trees.
The house was empty today. Trunks went to Son's house to hang out with Goten. Her parents left for vacation, leaving a full fridge - Panchy knew about the enormous appetite of her son-in-law and her grandson. The only person left snored soundly in their bedroom.
Bulma giggled to herself, letting a small sigh. Her husband acted in a prude and reserved manner in public. But behind closed doors, things were different. Sometimes, it took more time, sometimes less, but she managed to pull the thirst out of him in the end. Using simple tricks like red lace underwear and a bottle of wine, Bulma got laid yesterday. Big time.
Too bad that Vegeta's skin was three times thicker than human's. For a long time, Bulma was eager to leave some marks on his body. Yet, scarves entered into her wardrobe for a reason. She grinned, rubbing the purple mark behind the ear. When Vegeta wakes up, he would devour half of the fridge and flees to his gravity room. What a lucky man.
Bulma finished her cake and yawned. She tried to recall what business meetings she scheduled for today. Also, she promised three batches of capsules for another company. Where are her to-do lists?...
While finishing her coffee, Bulma heard the steps of her husband coming from the staircase. She chuckled, preparing herself for a little game. Bulma couldn't start her day fully without the pleasure of teasing Vegeta before breakfast.
When Vegeta entered the room, Bulma stood up, stretching in a way that allowed her to show her body from the best angle. He raised his gaze and frowned:
"You can't be serious."
"Good morning, dear." She purred, clinging to him and placing her small palm on his chest. "I missed you already."
"You should think about new catchphrases, you know." Vegeta rolled his eyes. "I have no time for your silly games."
"This is not a way to treat a lady, you moron!" Bulma pouted, giving him a slight pinch on the arm. "Kami, you such a mood killer."
"Oh, please. I know when you are in...the mood." Vegeta gave her a mocking smile and lowered his voice:
"I can smell it."
Bulma froze for a second but then burst in a hysterical laugh:
"Nice one, tiger! I didn't see that coming."
"If you want to pick me up with your phrases, you should think about new ones," Vegeta slipped out of her grip, walking towards the fridge. "If I could write in your language, I could make a list of your wanna-be funny puns."
"He-he, I see you have finally admitted your illiteracy." Bulma folded her arms on the chest, giving him a sly smile.
"Well, I remember how you begged me to teach you Arcosian." Vegeta scanned the fridge, searching for apples. "And this is a dead language."
"Vegeta, we are married for thirteen years." Bulma raised her eyebrow. "I should think about new ones. You left me with zero choices."
"Bulma, you are a smart woman," Vegeta smirked, filling his plate with food. "From what I've learned about you in those years, for every word, you will return two or three."
"Touche." Bulma wrinkled her nose. "Your quality of giving an insult and praise in one sentence."
"And this is another reason why your petty jokes don't work anymore." Vegeta placed himself behind the kitchen table. "It resembles a false training routine - when your opponent doesn't change his fighting style, it's killing the thrill. Seek new techniques; otherwise, I'll get bored."
"I'll consider it, oh vice one." Bulma yawned and took her cup. "Now, if you excuse me, I have a lot of work to do. See you in the evening."
Vegeta raised two fingers, giving her a mock salute. Bulma chuckled and turned towards the door. Oh, she will think about it. The fun in this was worth it.