"Where's that water going?" Vegeta asked when I flushed the toilet as a demonstration.
"To the sewer"
"Sewer?"
"It consists of huge pipes leading to the sewage treatment center,"
"Sewage treatment?"
"That's where all the sewage is treated with chemicals to make it clean again," "Your world is so confusing," Vegeta complained. I chuckled.
"What's this?" he held up the toilet paper.
"Oh...that's..." I flushed with embarassment. How do I explain this to him?
"A-after you...you use the toilet, y-you wipe...uh..." I stammered but Vegeta seemed to understand and blushed himself! He put the roll of paper on the marble table. I pulled him away and showed him how to brush his teeth with a toothbrush.
"Okay, that's it. Your breath will be fresh in no time!" I encouraged as he furiously brushed.
"Mit Maised Marmmy!" he spoke, the toothbrush still in his mouth.
"What?!"
He took a glass of water, gargled before spitting the water to the sink.
"I said it tasted funny!"
"It's minty, not funny. Don't worry 'coz it's not poison or anything," I gave him a face towel. He wiped the remaining foam in his mouth. I took a shampoo bottle and showed it to him.
"This is a shampoo," I opened the bottle, "The cream inside is what you use to clean your hair when you take a bath. As soon as your hair is wet enough, put a little of this and work up a good lather. It will bubble and foam just like the tooth paste," and I went on explaining about soaps and how you shouldn't get it in your eyes nor in your mouth.
"Soaps and shampoos can sting your eyes and have an awful taste so you better be careful," I wagged my finger at him. The day went on wonderfully...at least for me. I don't know what's going on inside Vegeta's head...but anyway, I loved teaching him! He's such a good listener and I can see that by the way he was looking at me, he was amazed at everything I said and everything I taught him. I plopped down the couch and he plopped down at the other end. He was still munching away on the chocolates I had given him.
"Congratulations, Vegeta! You have graduated Bulma's first grade of Earthly Life School!" I joked.
"School?" Vegeta asked through mouthfulls. I can see that he wants to learn more.
"It's where all human offsprings go to learn," I explained. I had learned to use those scientific and less vernacular language to help him understand.
"Do you go into schools?" he munched on another chocolate.
"Yes. I go to a private one. Others go to public ones," I reached over and took a piece of chocolate from Vegeta's box.
"Public? Private?"
"Private for the rich, public for those who can't afford,"
"You pay for education?!" Vegeta's eyes widened with astonishment.
"Yes. Maybe not in your planet, but ours, yes," I nibbled on the chocolate. I started to think.
"Uhm, Vegeta, how come you haven't told me anything about your planet? Can you say at least something about it? How your life as a prince is? How about your parents? Kingdom? Servants?" my mouth flowed with questions but stopped when I saw Vegeta's eyes had again turned blank. It was glistening again...with tears?
"Vegeta? Are you okay?" I put my hand on his knee. He jerked away.
"Don't touch me..."
"What's wrong with you?"
"Just don't talk to me right now!" he threw the empty box of chocolates on the floor and ran to his room, leaving me to wonder just what kind of person Vegeta really was.