"C'mon! Inside everyone! I'm starving!" I said, carrying my pizzas inside. Mike and Kakarot followed close behind, Kakarot only carrying one pizza now as he had quickly eliminated the other. We set down the pizzas on the table with the sodas as J'dee and S'rac finished putting out their food. I sniffed the air, "That stir fry smells delicious!"

"Thanks!" S'rac grinned.

"Ooooo! Chicken soup!" Kakarot drooled as he smelled the wonderful scent wafting from the soup. I looked at it suspiciously though. It was a bit off-color for chicken soup…

"DINNER'S READY!" the Saiyan bellowed without any warning and then begin serving himself food. I quickly sat down and secured some stir-fry on rice with a piece of pizza on the side and some french fries doused heavily in ketchup.

Goten, Chibi Trunks and Mirai Trunks hurried in and grabbed hamburgers, biscuits, pizza, chicken soup, and whatever else was in reach, piling their plate quite high. Krillin entered along with Bana, Rouge and Vicky a little later and the four wrestled food away from the hungry Saiyans as they sat down at the table. Krillin and Rouge even formed a temporary truce so they could wrestle the pot of chicken soup away from Kakarot as he would pour a bowl, eat it quickly, pour another, eat that one, pour again, etc.

"Hey Dad… these biscuits… are… rock hard…" Goten murmured, clutching his jaw.

"That's insulting to the cooks!" Rogue growled, "Now eat it!"

"But it's true, Rogue! You try one! I think I chipped a tooth on mine…" Chibi Trunks muttered, rubbing his jaw.

"This soup tastes kind of funny…" Mirai piped up, "I didn't want to mention it before but it's… uh… different…"

"Eat the food and don't complain!" Bana howled, whipping out her frying pan and knocking the three demi-Saiyans' heads around a bit.

"Yes ma'am!" the three chimed and began chowing down on the food, no matter how horrid it tasted.

"But the hamburgers are burnt on the outside and raw in the middle…" Krillin said, poking at his with a fork.

"Don't make me have to destroy you!" Rogue hissed, eyeing the monk threateningly.

"Ulp!" Krillin's face turned pale and he slid down in his chair until the shiny top of his head was level with the food.

I nibbled on a biscuit, well, tried to. It was as hard as a hockey puck, like the kids said. With increasing fear, I took a hamburger and cut it in half. True to Krillin's statement, it was charred on the outside and raw in the inside.

I took a deep breath of air as I poured myself a bowl of soup. It smelled okay, but like I had observed before, it was an odd shade of yellow. Like piss, really. I grimaced as I brought a spoon of it to my lips. Steeling myself for the worse, I sipped at it.

I immediately spat the concoction out in the bowl. "Jesus! What the hell did you put in that shit?"

"What? Ummm… celery, carrots, chicken…" S'rac answered.

"How did you prepare the chicken?"

"Um, I took it out the bag, put the chicken juice broth stuff in the pot along with some water and other prepared broth, and then rinsed off the chicken and stuck that in too."

"You mean you didn't take out the organs? Or cut it up?" I felt like throwing up.

"Um… no…" S'rac blushed.

"I was wondering why there were no chicken chunks…" Kakarot muttered to himself, poking at his empty dish.

"What about the biscuits?" Goten asked.

"Well, I followed the Bisquick directions to the letter!" J'dee said.

"Oh shit! I forgot! I replaced the Bisquick with flour!" I slapped my forehead, "I'm such a baka!"

"And, well, the hamburgers just didn't want to cook right…"

"At least the stir-fry, rice, and french fries turned out right…" S'rac sighed.

"I thought the chicken soup wasn't that bad. If no one else wants it or the hamburgers, I'll take them!" Kakarot volunteered and began guzzling the soup out of the pot.

"I sure hope Saiyan stomachs are immune to food poisoning…" I mumbled as I watched the hungry Saiyan begin to eat the half-raw hamburgers.

The man advanced at Vegeta, throwing a punch at the Saiyan no Ouji's face. Vegeta dodged it easily and gave the man an uppercut to his jaw. The security guard was knocked a few feet into the air and into a nearby wall. The resounding crash as he impacted with the tiled wall made his cronies back up a few feet and look at Vegeta in a new light.

"Wha are yew waitin' feh?" the man mumbled as he picked himself up from the ground, clutching his broken jaw and grimacing in pain, "Junt da 'ucka!"

"What?" one of the other guys asked.

"Get 'im!" the man howled at his friends and they only paused a moment before advancing on the Saiyan.

Vegeta smirked again. So they think they can overwhelm me with sheer numbers? Hah! I'd like to see them succeed! In one fluid motion, he punched the nearest man in the stomach and elbowed another one in the face who was behind him. He picked up a tall, gangly man and threw him at a few of his comrades, effectively knocking them all down.

"Bring on all of your best!" Vegeta laughed, "I will kill every one of you humans!"

"'You humans'?" one of the men who still stood mumbled to himself and gave Vegeta an odd look.

"Yes! You pathetic, weak, scummy beasts with no power whatsoever could never stand up to a god such as I!" Vegeta burst into a fit of maniacal laughing as he began randomly blasting all over the super market. Rubble fell on the helpless common humans below but Vegeta did not care. He was having fun! For the first time in nearly a decade, he had the license to blast the shit out of whatever he wanted and there were no consequences! And boy, did it feel good!

Still laughing, he picked up the cart and took off into the air. He crashed through the roof and flew off in search of a scenic spot at which to eat his food as the super store crashed into a large pile of rubble and ruins behind him.

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Jeril: Finally some good old fashion Veggie ass-whooping! ^_^ Don't you love it when that hott Saiyan bitch gets mad?

Vegeta: Bitch? *arches an eyebrow at Jeril*

Jeril: :P You know you like it Vegeta. Woman on top, ne?

Vegeta: Uh… no… *walks off*

Kakarot: Woman on top?

Jeril: *sigh* Never mind, Kakarot…

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Oh, and if the cooks feel even slightly wounded by my insulting their cooking, *glomp* I'm soooooooooooooorry!! It's in the sake of humor! Pure humor!! I'm so sorry!! *cries*