The 5 still laughing couldn't respond to him as he left.
An explosion was heard inside the Gravitron and the 5 stopped laughing instantly. An explosion could only be connected to Vegeta when some big, bad thingy wasn't trying to attack them (I said thingy because when something like Cell or the Red Ribbon Army attacked you couldn't call it an alien).
"He better not have blown up the Gravitron again," Bulma sighed.
"I wouldn't be surprised," Trunks mumbled.
Bulma walked into the kitchen, grabbed the frying pan she got from Chi Chi, walked out (passing Goku on the way, he cringed of course) and over to the rubble of what remains of the Gravitron.
The remaining ran after her.
Vegeta got up weakly out of the remains.
"Vegeta you idiot!" Bulma screamed at him, "What was that? The one trillionth time you've broken my dad's gravitron!" Then she walked carefully through the rubble and bashed him over the head with the frying pan.
They all winced when they heard the pan connect with Vegeta's thick skull (I meant thick as in strong, not thick as in big-headed… I think).
If Vegeta were human he would have one huge bump on his head.
"What did you go that for!" Vegeta roared.
Goku cringed, this was turning into a very interesting day, let's hope for him that he won't be getting another frying pan to the head! Er… maybe not.
"Why'd you have to blow up the Gravitron again?" Bulma screamed at him.
"Answer my question first," Vegeta demanded.
"Fine, because you blew up the Gravitron AGAIN!"
"I didn't blow it up purposely! You think I'd rather sit around and wait then train!"
"No."
"And stop laughing about what she made me do, I can hear your blasted laughter inside the Gravitron and could feel the earthquake Trunks caused," Vegeta snapped at the group.
"Like I care," Chi Chi muttered, unfortunately for her he heard and was about to move to attack her but Goku stopped him the second he knew what the prince was about to do.
"You won't touch her," Goku growled.
Chi Chi sent a questioning look to Bulma, but she just shrugged in return.
*Goku, what was that about?* Chi Chi asked through their bond.
*Nothing to worry about* he replied.
Goku turned his back from Vegeta to face Bulma, "We had better be leaving now. You'll call when it comes?"
"You're leaving now… uh yeah sure. I'll call you when it arrives," Bulma assured him, disappointed that they were leaving.
"Okay, bye," Goku, Chi Chi and Goten waved quickly before Goku used Instant Transmission.
They landed in the kitchen and Goku went straight to fridge, while Goten went outside to find a bug or lizard or something along those lines.
A huge bump was ready to form on Vegeta's head where Bulma had hit him.
But she just walked inside closely followed by her son.
Vegeta got up wearily, flew up and started training again.
The rest of the day was pretty uneventful.
Until dinnertime at the Briefs' place.
"So what was gonna be good," Vegeta asked, between bites.
"Uh…" Bulma paused.
"Well?" he demanded, turning to Trunks.
"Dad, you've… uh…" Trunks stopped, desperately holding back his laughter.
"Got a job!" Dr. Briefs finished brightly, entering the dining room.
Trunks and Bulma started laughing again.
"Working for who…" Vegeta questioned, his voice practically dripping in venom.
"Hercule."
"I'm working at that clown's dojo!" Vegeta screeched (does he do that? Screech?).
"Calm down Veggie, I'm coming too," Bulma assured him, under her breath, "And maybe Krillin, Goku and Chi Chi."
"They will not be coming," Vegeta screamed, unfortunately, he had heard her.
"Say it don't spray it, jeesh," Trunks muttered. His father had sprayed food all over him.
"Vegeta! Don't scream with food in your mouth! You're not exactly setting a great example for Trunks," Bulma scolded.
"Yeah he is, whatever he does I don't do," Trunks replied.
"Exactly, don't make a woman with big, blue hair your wife," Vegeta agreed, smirking.
Bulma's mum walked in and sighed, hearing them argue, "At least we know they love each other."
"Huh?" Bulma asked.
"You always hurt the one you love."
Vegeta turned slightly red and started stuffing his face again, trying to hide his embarrassment.
"Slow down or you'll give yourself indigestion," Bulma ordered.
Vegeta acted like he didn't hear her, but if you looked closely, and I mean very, very closely you'd see that he had slowed down just a notch.
"Dad, did you actually slow down?" Trunks teased.
He sent his son a death glare.
"You're joking!" Bulma fell out of her chair laughing. But it didn't take her as long to calm down as it did before.
The rest of dinner didn't have any spectacular events except for when there wasn't any food left for Vegeta and he told Trunks about these evil potato aliens while he was eyeing, hungrily, Trunks' last potato.
And he got another bump on his head, "Don't worry Trunks. There aren't any evil potato aliens out to catch hybrids. And there is no such thing as evil broccoli that only a full-blooded saiyan can eat," Bulma assured her son, while struggling not to crack up.
"Okay," Trunks answered happily, plopping the last potato into his mouth. But suddenly these vines shot out of him and trapped him to his chair.
Nah, not really. He chewed, he swallowed and dinner was as normal as it could be for the half-saiyan.
"Mum, so when does dad start his job?" Trunks asked.
"In a few days probably. And Trunks, the only evil edible things are your father."
"Hey!"
"You can eat him?"
"Spell the word "vegetable", then spell your father's name and add "ble"."
Trunks followed, "Okay, I get it."
*You'll pay for that,* Vegeta grumbled.
*Probably not.*
Vegeta got up, and went outside to train again.
"Why does dad train when he's not eating, sleeping or getting a job?" Trunks wondered.
Bulma laughed at the last part, "Cause he wants to become stronger then Goku."
To be continued…
