Hey guys! I was about to upload this chapter but stupid ff.net went down once more. I'm sorry for the inconvenience. Anywho, this chapter will be extremely long, knowing that everyone has waited for a couple of weeks. Enjoy this chapter! And please review!

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Last time on this fanfic...

"Hey Vegeta?" Vegeta looked at his fellow saiyan with loathe in his eyes. "What is it Kakarot?! Do you want to make my day even worse than it already is?!" Goku smiled and replied, "Well, I have an order for you Vegeta..." "AN ORDER?! YOU HAVE 'AN ORDER FOR ME'?! WELL, WHAT IS IT CLOWN?!" Goku crossed his arms in enjoyment. "Well...."

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"...I was thinking something. Since I'm your master and everything, maybe you should call me something.." Vegeta's eyes widened with anger. "Call you something?! Kakarot, I already call you something! Aren't the names 'fool', and 'clown' good enough for you?" Goku shook his head. "That's not what I mean..I think you should call me..Your highness!" "WHAT?! 'YOUR HIGHNESS'?! I WILL NEVER EVER CALL YOU THAT-" "Uh uh uh.." Goku said tauntingly, shaking his finger no every time he said it. "Don't you remember what Bulma said? If you don't do exactly what I ask you to, then you won't get food for three months! Now Vegeta, what's it going to be? You calling me 'your highness', or no food for three months?" Vegeta clenched his fists so tightly; it was a miracle that blood hadn't drawn out of them yet. "Fine Kakarot, I will call you that..that horrid name, but when these two days are over, don't expect to live!" Goku smirked, and nodded, understanding what his rival meant. "Ok Vegeta, go get me my breakfast." Vegeta gritted his teeth and muttered, "yes, your highness..." Vegeta was about to open the door, when a noise stopped him...

BUZZZZZ!!!

Vegeta cringed under the volume of the annoying, irritating buzzer. "What do you want now Kaka-...your highness?" Goku grinned evilly and said, "Well, I want every single time you answer me to smile and then say 'your highnesses' really cheerfully." Vegeta's face turned into a scowl and he frowned. He, very unwillingly, put a smile on his face and said, "I will go retrieve your breakfast, your highness." Vegeta angrily opened the door and shut it behind him with brilliant force.

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A smirk played around on Trunks' lips. "Hey Goten, I have another idea.." Goten, who was sitting on the couch playing the PSP2, paused the game, and looked at Trunks with pleading eyes. "Aww, c'mon Trunks. I think you've gotten your dad pretty bad. Maybe we should stop for today.." "Stop being stupid Goten! This is the chance I've been waiting for! Actually getting back at my dad and not getting in trouble! It's a kid's paradise!" Goten shrugged his shoulders. "Whatever you say..So, what's your plan Trunks?" Trunks grinned. "I knew you'd see things my way..." The two small half-breeds hurriedly walked out of the game room and made their way to the kitchen. "Look Goten, my dad's about to get in here any second, so let's hurry up. Get the chocolate syrup from the fridge, and I'll get some honey from the pantry." With a perplexed expression on his face, Goten quickly retrieved the chocolaty goodness from the refrigerator. Trunks smirked evilly with the sticky honey in his hand. "Ok, pour the honey and chocolate right here," Trunks motioned to the entrance of the kitchen, "While I set up the feathers over here.." Trunks put a bucket of feathers right on top of the honey and chocolate. The young, proud half saiyan started laughing evilly as he envisioned his wicked plan. "Umm..Trunks, how is this supposed to work?" Trunks slapped his forehead in aggravation. "Did anyone ever tell you your stupid?" "Yeah, you told that to be a couple of minutes ago." Trunks ignored Goten's idiotic comment and explained. "Well, once my dad slips on the chocolate and honey, he'll fall to the floor. Once he gets up, he'll see this string up here. Once he stupidly grabs the string, the bucket will tip over and all these feathers will fall on him. They'll all stick to him because of the two ingredients on the floor..Heh.." Goten nodded, understanding the mischievous plan now. "Ohhh..I get it now.." Just then, descending footprints could be heard approaching the kitchen. "That must be my dad..Let's hurry up and hide!" Trunks grabbed Goten's hand and the two boys hid under the table.

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Vegeta cursed silently at himself. The tight leg pants didn't make walking to the kitchen any better. The aroma of something bitter, yet sweet, filled the saiyan's nostrils. He flinched as the smell got even stronger as he got closer to the kitchen. The prince stepped onto the kitchen floor, and looked around. But just as soon as another second passed by, Vegeta's foot slipped on a very gooey substance. His balance was completely off and he fell flat on his face. Trunks tried to stifle his laugh, but it was near to impossible. Goten smiled sub-consciously and giggled. Vegeta, who had been completely hurt by the blow, lay there dazed for a few seconds. He moaned in pain and slowly got up. An unbearable throbbing singe of ache filled his head. Vegeta's eyes focused and unfocused over and over again. The saiyan prince slowly moved to his feet, but his balance hadn't been returned yet. Vegeta grabbed on into thin air, and surprisingly caught what felt like rope. He sighed in relief, but was shocked with what happened next. Tons and tons of fluffy, white feathers fell right on top of him! Vegeta growled to himself in annoyance. For some bizarre reason, the bird feathers stuck to him! The saiyan snapped out of his daze as rage filled up inside of him. "This has to be one of the brat's tricks.. I know it!" Vegeta tried moving forward to get his rival some breakfast, but he slipped once again, this time, right on his back! Vegeta heard a cracking noise as soon as he fell to the ground.

Trunks, knowing this was a perfect get-away, motioned for his small friend to follow him. "C'mon Goten, let's go. I wouldn't want to be around here when my dad gets up.." Trunks quickly tiptoed out of the kitchen, being careful not to run into his father. Goten sighed and followed, close behind.

Vegeta slightly heard what sounded like a couple of footsteps scampering out of the kitchen. Vegeta opened his eyes slowly, trying to figure out why it felt like his back had snapped in two. The disgruntled prince sat up leisurely; supporting his entire weight on his arms. He winced as his back shot with pain, causing the saiyan to fall down again. It wasn't long before Vegeta finally blacked out...

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"Bow down to your prince, clown!" Vegeta smirked evilly as his most trusted servant Kakarot, was obeying to his every demand. 'Kakarot' got on his knees and bowed to his rightful prince. "Prince Vegeta, can I do anything else for you?" Vegeta grinned and thought deeply. He snapped his fingers as an idea sprang into his mind. "Why don't we battle and you let me win?" Kakarot nodded and immediately stroke a fighting pose. 'Prince' Vegeta laughed and put his kingly cape aside. "Let's do this Kakarot.." In the sidelines, crowds of people were cheering for Vegeta and everyone shouted encouraging words to him. "Go dad! You can do it!" Trunks cried at the top of his lungs. "Yeah! Go Trunks' dad!" Goten joined into Trunks' cheering and the two boys applauded the prince. The crowd went into a chanting flurry.

"Vegeta!..Vegeta!..Vegeta!.."....

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"Vegeta! Wake up!"

Vegeta snapped back into reality and opened his eyes quickly as he noticed he wasn't alone in the room. Three figures could be seen just above him, staring down at Vegeta with worried eyes. "Kakarot?.." Vegeta moaned weakly, still not believing or remembering why he wasn't fighting Goku and beating him. "Hey Vegeta..it's about time you woke up." Vegeta instantly remembered everything that happened..the chocolate and syrup..the feathers..his back..- Vegeta sat up and looked around to see Trunks and Goten smiling nervously, off to the side. "What time is it?" Vegeta said as strongly as he could manage. "Oh, it's 12:30..it's time for lunch!" Goku's face lit up with joy at the promise of great food. Trunks and Goten suddenly ran to the table, obviously waiting for their food.

"So..uhh..Vegeta.."

Vegeta looked up at his fellow saiyan. "What is it Kakarot? What do you want now?"

Goku looked down at Vegeta with humble eyes. "Well, can you make me, Trunks, and Goten lunch?"

Vegeta almost collapsed on the floor with fury. "Are you crazy Kakarot?! I practically broke my back and you expect me to make your pathetic lunch?" Goku smiled and nodded. "Yep, that's pretty much it."

Vegeta grunted in annoyance and slowly, (and I mean, slowly), got up and tried to balance himself on his two feet. Goku looked at Vegeta sorrowfully, knowing that everyone had clearly taken advantage of him being a slave.

"Maybe I shouldn't be so hard on him..I mean, imagine how he must feel!. Wait! He forgot my breakfast! Hmph..That wasn't nice..So I'm going to really take advantage of him now.." A very rare evil smirk formed on Goku's lips.

"So, what's for lunch, dad?" A hungry, restless Trunks asked his father. Vegeta shot his son a death glare and grudgingly staggered to the other side of the kitchen.

"Ooo! I know what we should have! Can we have sandwiches, and hamburgers, and chicken, and pizza?" Goten requested happily. Vegeta's face twisted with fatigue as he heard the young child's demand. How could someone make that much food in only 30 minutes? The prince was used to his "servants" making his lunch every afternoon..so how was he supposed to make lunch for 4 hungry saiyans?-including himself! Trunks grinned joyfully, totally liking the fact that his father was doing everything they wanted to. Goku, who still had a smirk full of malice and vengeance, laughed quietly to himself. "So Vegeta, when is our lunch going to be done?" Vegeta looked at Goku with complete hatred. "I don't know Kaka-..Your highness! The food that your brat wants would take me hours to make! Which is why, I'm not going to make it..I don't care if the woman doesn't make me food for three months! My situation is worse punishment than that will ever be! I won't make you pathetic weaklings lunch.." Vegeta crossed his arms in defiance, and sighed, knowing that he wasn't going to be put through any more torment.

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"I cant believe I'm making lunch for pathetic weaklings.."

Vegeta infuriatingly took the bread, ham, cheese and every other sandwich ingredient out onto the table. He heated the oven with the chicken in it, started the microwave with the pizza, and flipped 4 burger patties on the stove. Sweat poured down the saiyan's face as the pressure of preparing all the meals was very harsh.

Trunks crossed his arms with impatience. He looked over to his best friend in boredom. Goten was doing nothing more besides tapping his fingers on the table. Goku, who was far off in the corner of the room, was plotting a new evil plan...

"So Goten, what evil scheme are we going to pull now?" Trunks inquired boringly. Goten, who obviously was just as bored as his best friend, sighed unknowingly. "I dont know Trunks..don't you think we should stop now? We've done a million plans already..let's save any of our other ideas for tomorrow.." It took the young prince several minutes of hesitation, but finally he gave in. "Alright, alright..we'll do the rest of our plans tomorrow.." The two demi-saiyans sighed that they didn't have to rack their brains trying to think of another idea.

Meanwhile, in the corner of the room, the now 'possessed' saiyan had the best idea...

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What's Goku's new idea? Will Vegeta ever finish the food? Will Goten and Trunks really stop their plans for the day? ..Where's Gohan?..

All these questions and more will be answered in the next chapter. Please review!