Chapter 4

::Thoughts:: //Memories// Speaking Mentally

Disclaimers – I don't own DBZ, nor any of the Characters except Tynan, Nikki, Tracy, and Vor. Pieter Stoephoer was given to me by MangyTomCat. Please don't sue me, I have no money. Enjoy! Tynan79.

Chapter 4

Vegeta woke up in a very good mood. He hadn't had that dream last night. He'd gotten a good night's sleep, Bulma hadn't yelled at him over sleeping in the bed. His mood took a turn for the worse 5 minutes after he woke up.

Vegeta went downstairs to get some food, but then wished he had stayed in bed.

"MOM!! Do I have to go to work today??" Trunks whined at his mother. He was half dressed and trying to look pathetic. He was shoveling food into his mouth.

"That company won't run itself you know, Trunks. Besides, you took off 3 days last week. I'm sure there's plenty of work you'll be able to do." Bulma turned to see her husband standing in the kitchen doorway, running a hand through his hair. "Oh, and the mighty Prince has risen and decided to grace us with his presence. We should be honored Trunks." She turned back to making her own breakfast.

Vegeta walked up behind her and looked over her shoulder. He then reached around her and grabbed one of her slices of toast. Turning around before she could snatch it back, he ate it as he eyed Trunks' plate. His son growled at him, hunched over his food and finished it in record time. Vegeta chuckled as he moved over to raid the refrigerator for his breakfast.

"Brat, if your mother says to go to work, I would suggest you do it. And if you leave, I'll hunt you down, kick your ass around a little, then drop you back off at work." Vegeta emerged from the refrigerator with a pile of food. He set it down at the table without bothering to heat it up and began eating.

"What should you care dad. I figured you would be too busy with your precious new daughter to worry about me." Trunks caught the look on his father's face, and decided to leave before he suffered more pain.

"Brat, make a comment like that again, and it will be your last." Vegeta said as Trunks practically ran out the door.

Bulma walked over to the table and sat down with her food. The two sat in silence for a few minutes. Bulma watched as the mound of food in front of Vegeta slowly diminished.

Bulma sighed. "I honestly don't understand how you can eat that much Vegeta. I mean, I just restocked the refrigerator 2 days ago, and all that's left in it is 1 egg and a slice of bread!"

Vegeta looked up. "You mean I missed something?" He stood up, walked to the refrigerator and opened it up. Pulling out the egg and slice of bread he walked to the table.

Bulma growled. "You're impossible! One of these days, I'm going to make you start doing work for your food!" She chewed on her piece of toast as she watched him. He took the egg, held it in one hand. The hand began to glow softly, he shook his hand for a moment, then cracked the egg over top of his piece of bread. Bulma was amazed to see that the egg had been cooked. Vegeta caught the look on her face and smirked.

"This is a trick I picked up when I was 7. Raw creature eggs don't taste very good. And as for the amount of food I eat, I can hardly help it if my body needs more food than your pathetic body. Just be happy I don't eat nearly as much as Kakarot does, and that your son takes after you for the most part when he eats." Vegeta downed the slice of bread with eggs in one bite.

Bulma sighed. "I'm going shopping today. Do you need anything?"

Vegeta smirked at her. "More food. Make sure to be home before lunch, got it Woman?" he stood up, and walked to his Gravity room with Bulma's yelling following him. ::Today could turn out to be a good day after all.:: he thought.

*****

The door opened with a creak but the person laying on the bed never noticed. Two figures crept into the room slowly and quietly. One looked at the other and giggled softly. As they neared the bed, they both stopped. One held out three fingers on one hand. Slowly each were lowered. When none were left, the two figures sprang at the sleeping form on the bed.

"WAKE UP UNCLE GOTEN!" Pan and Bra screamed as they landed on him. Goten reacted with the skill of a trained fighter. He threw both of them off of him and jumped to his feet, ready to fight whatever was thrown at him again. Bra hit the opposite wall and Pan landed on the floor with a loud THUMP. As soon as Goten realized where he was, and who it was that woke him up, he got really scared.

"Oh crap, Bra are you alright??" he asked as he rushed to her side. She slowly sat up, rubbing the back of her head. "Oh good Dende, your father's going to kill me. Yup, that's it…I'm dead. Oh well, that's ok I suppose, I didn't exactly feel like doing that job mom found for me next week anyway. Are you ok Bra?" he asked again.

Bra slowly nodded her head. Then she stood up and put her hand on her hips. "What was that for? Pan? Are you ok?" Pan nodded her head as she stood up, rubbing her bottom.

"Yeah, uncle Goten, what was that for?" She stood at Bra's side, imitating her with her hands on her hips.

Goten stuck a hand behind the back of his head and laughed. "Don't you two know better than waking up a sleeping Saiya-jin? I mean, come on, have you ever done this to your father Bra?"

Bra thought for a moment. "Well, once, he growled a lot and threatened to throw me through a wall."

Goten looked at Pan. "And I know what happened the last time you tried that with your father."

Pan sighed. The pair had wanted her Uncle Goten to take them to the circus. Pan's dad was too busy with work, and her mom wasn't nearly as much fun as her Uncle Goten. Now it looked like he wouldn't take him. Then Bra started smirking, just like her father. That was always a good sign, it meant she had a plan.

"I'll make a deal with you," she told Goten. He raised an eyebrow. "I won't tell my dad that you threw me into a wall, and in return, you'll take Pan and me to the circus today. You'll buy us whatever we want, and you'll win us all kinds of stuff. In return, daddy won't kill you. Sounds like a good exchange?"

Goten sighed. "I suppose a day with you two would be worth my life. Alright, go downstairs and I'll be down in a few minutes."

The two children yelled happily and took off downstairs. Goten sighed.

::Great:: he thought. ::Now I'll definitely have to take that job next week. These two will wipe out what little money I had left. And I really wanted to get that ring for Tracy next week. Grrr…why did those two have to wake me up like that! If they hadn't, I wouldn't be in this mess! Oh well. Better get going, the sooner we start, the quicker I'll get it over. I just hope Bra doesn't let it slip to Vegeta or I'm in for it!:: Goten sighed and got dressed. As he headed downstairs he heard the two girls talking about all the rides they were gonna go on.

*****

"What do you mean you're going to go sparring with Vegeta today?? You did that yesterday! I've got lots of work around here that I need you to do Goku, when are you going to do that?"

Tynan groaned and pulled a pillow over her head. Why did humans have to be so damned loud.

"Aww, but ChiChi…I didn't get to spar Vegeta yesterday. I was really looking forward to it today. I can do the stuff here later, can't I?"

Why do Saiya-jins have to be so damn loud too! Tynan finally sat up. She knew she'd get no more sleep today. Downstairs the argument continued.

"I don't care how badly you want to go spar Vegeta today, you're not going! You're going to stay here, be a good husband, and help me out!" ChiChi stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at her husband.

Goku groaned. He knew his wife all too well. If he didn't do what she wanted, he would never hear the end of it. If he was lucky, he could do everything real quick and then go spar Vegeta. It would be better to just give in. "Ok ChiChi, what is it you want me to do?"

ChiChi smiled happily and handed him a list. "You can start with that," she said as she headed off to go start cooking.

Tynan changed into a short, pale green wrap-around skirt, and a green halter top, along with green boots that stopped just under her knees, then walked downstairs and followed her nose to the kitchen. She walked over to see what ChiChi was cooking. With any luck she'd be in a better mood now that Goku had agreed to help her.

"Is there anything for breakfast?" she asked. ChiChi turned and looked at her.

"Oh yes, of course. Have a seat and I'll find you something. I suppose you eat just like Goku and Goten. Well, I'm sure I have enough food left after Goku's breakfast." She brought armloads of food and placed them in front of Tynan on the table. As Tynan began to eat, she was slightly startled by how good the food was. "Wow, this is very good. I've not had food this good in a while!" Tynan ate slowly (compared to Goku) then went looking for Goku. She found him outside chopping wood.

She figured now would be a good time to ask him a few questions. She walked over to where Goku was and watched as he tossed a large chunk of wood into the air, then blasted it with a small ki blast. He noticed her presence and smiled warmly.

"Good morning, did you sleep well?" he asked.

Tynan nodded. "Yes, well enough. I was wondering if I could ask you a few questions?" She leaned against a tree and crossed her arms over her chest. Goku started laughing.

"You know, you look just like Vegeta when you do that! Sure, what questions?"

"Well, for starters, I was wondering how my father ended up here. And why he's so…I don't know…mellow. I mean, from what I've heard of him, he should've killed several people, you included. Yet, he just shuts up and does nothing. That makes no sense!"

"Well, Vegeta is a nice person, as I'm sure you are. He was just a bit…misguided for a while. But, it would be easier if I started at the beginning I think. From when Vegeta and I first met. Wow…that was ages ago, but it doesn't feel like that! Actually let's start before then. It had been 5 years since I had seen anyone…"