"Goku, one more question," Chi Chi asked.

"Yeah?"

"Let's say, I made you go out and get a job. What would you go for?"

"Why?" Goku asked, nervously.

"Just wondering. You're too stupid to get a serious job. At least Gohan was able to become a scholar after everything that had happened."

"And I call you my wife. You're nice."

"Yeah, I know. After all I do cook and clean for you, for no charge."

"You wouldn't stop would you?" Goku asked, clearly panicked. The closest thing that he reckoned he'd be able to come up with for food was a wild boar cooked over a fire.

What qualifications did he have? He's a good fighter, could you say he was good at PR? He's smart enough to be able to manipulate someone easily. Would he do that just to get the job?

But really, mentally it was almost impossible to beat him. But does that count as a qualification to work at Capsule Corporation?

What would his position be if he even got accepted!

With his qualifications what would he be doing! Trying to design the perfect gravity room! With all of the different equipment for the toughest training courses! As Vegeta AND Bulma thought through all of this there was only silence verbally between them.

Bulma was pounding him with these questions through the Saiyan Bond they had. To talk to each through a telepathic connection, but this also meant that it was near impossible to hide anything from each other. But it also meant that they truly were meant for each other.

Pretty weird thing to come from the saiyan race, eh?

"Come on Vegeta! You've got to be able to think of one qualification that you've got!" Bulma cried, exasperated.

"If fighting isn't a qualification for whatever job I'm trying for then what would be a qualification!" Vegeta yelled at her.

"How would I know what you're good at! You spend your life inside that capsule my father made for you!"

"Oh, come on!"

"What? You're planning on telling my father you're "good" in bed?"

Vegeta's face went red, "I refuse to continue with this conversation."

And with that he turned and left, but it's pretty easy to figure out where he went. Considering that he didn't exactly take his son to go play in the park.

Bulma just sighed and cleared the table.

"Goku," Chi Chi started, "Do you think Vegeta has a chance at getting that job?"

"What's he going for? A job at Capsule Corp.?"

"That's probably the only one that he'd even be able to get an interview at with his temper."

Goku laughed, "I would not want to be around if he finds out that he didn't get accepted."

"Goku, one more question," Chi Chi asked.

"Yeah?"

"Let's say, I made you go out and get a job. What would you go for?"

"Why?" Goku asked, nervously.

"Just wondering. You're too stupid to get a serious job. I'll get Gohan to do that."

"And I call you my wife. You're nice."

"Yeah, I know. After all I do cook and clean for you, for no charge."

"You wouldn't stop would you?" Goku asked, clearly panicked. The closest thing that he reckoned he'd be able to come up with for food was a wild boar cooked over a fire.

2.15 just happened to roll by pretty quickly.

"Vegeta!" Bulma called, "Get your butt out here. You need to get changed."

He dropped from the air, startled. It was 475x gravity.

"Damn that woman!" he yelled at himself. How did he get someone who was almost completely opposite him to be his wife!

"Woman," he yelled, "Open the door!"

"Huh? Opening the door resets the gravity level. Why?" she thought.

"Because I said so!"

"Oh great, he's either gonna kill me, or destroy the machine," Bulma mumbled, opening the door.

Looking in she saw Vegeta exhausted on the ground collapsed in a heap.

Which was a pretty amazing site to see, the great saiyan prince practically defeated by a machine.

"Vegeta, get outta there. You have to get changed for the interview," Bulma ordered.

The proud prince struggled to his feet and walked out not even looking at Bulma.

He wandered into the house and took a shower.

"Should I give him a pink tie?" Bulma wondered.

"NO!!!!!" Vegeta screamed in telepathy.

Bulma walked in and grabbed the suit. The tie Chi Chi had put with it was red and blue diagonally striped.

"I hope he doesn't scream at this."

She walked to the bathroom Vegeta was in and set it down.

"Hey! I left the suit here for you!"

"Fine! Just leave now!"

She obeyed. No point in arguing with Vegeta while he was in the shower. Do it later.

Waiting downstairs on the couch 2.25 came by and Vegeta finally came downstairs. He couldn't exactly figure out how to do the tie so it was smoking around his neck.

"Vegeta," Bulma sighed, shaking her head, "I wonder if Chi Chi had this problem with Goku on their wedding."

"Don't compare me with Kakarot!" Vegeta raged at her making Bulma lose her grip on his tie.

"Whatever," she shrugged, grabbing the tie again and doing it neatly for him.

When she had tightened it on him he just walked past her, out the door and stopped. He didn't know where Dr. Briefs' office was.

Bulma started laughing as Vegeta just stood there.

But he couldn't lose his composure now, not in front of his hopefully soon-to-be boss's daughter.

"Go to the right, past your shuttle, into the building labeled, "Main Building.""

He just went right, past his training shuttle, into the building labeled, "Main Building" without a word of thanks.

"He's nice isn't he?" Bulma grumbled.

Walking through the doors a gush of cold wind blew at Vegeta. It was the air conditioning.

"This is ludicrous! It's not even hot and they've got the air conditioner on as if it were 50!" (I live in Australia. So this is Celsius. But if I used the right formula it's 122°F).

To be continued…