Ever have one of those days when you stumble across something you really didn't want to know, hear, or see? Something that'll give you nightmares for the rest of your life? I'm sure you have. I'm going to tell you my story; it all starts when my husband and his 'rival' went for a 'friendly' spar in the Gravity Room... ________________________________________

Bulma whistled a happy little tune as she strolled through CC. Trunks was at the Son house, her parents were on vacation, and Vegeta had dragged Goku into sparring in the G.R. In other words, she had the place to herself.

Suddenly she remembered that she had left something outside. Therefore, she turned around and went back outside. Her path took her past the G.R, where the middle of a heated conversation stopped her in her tracks.

"Come on, Kakarot! Put your back into it!"

"Hey, I'm doing all the work over here! Be quiet so I can concentrate!"

"You are a disgrace to Saiyans, if you cannot perform this simple task!"

"Maybe doing this in this kind of gravity wasn't the best idea..."

"Quit complaining and just push Kakarot!"

Intrigued, Bulma leaned against the door. Her overactive imagination was working overtime supplying scenarios fitting the conversation.

"Oh gosh, Veggie... It's stuck!"

"Don't call me Veggie!" came the growling reply. "And what do you mean 'It's stuck'?"

"It's stuck! I can't get it out!"

"Well, try wiggling it around!"

Bulma gulped. This was getting freaky...

"Argh! It's not coming loose! What now?"

"Use your brain, idiot! Just pull it out slowly!"

There was silence for a moment, broken only by growls and grunts.

"There Vegeta, I got it. Your turn!"

"Finally, out of my way, Kakarot let me show you how a true Saiyan does it!"

Silence....

"Hey, Vegeta, looks like yours got stuck too!"

"...Shut up. imbecile"

"Come on Vegeta, Chi-Chi and I do this all the time- it's easy!"

"I don't care how you and your mate do it! I'm not the banshee woman, am I?"

"Gosh, Vegeta, I'm just trying to help. I want another turn you know"

Suddenly were several ripping noises and a very steamed Bulma yanked open the door to the G.R.

"What the hell is going on in here?" She screamed.

The sight before her eyes was an odd one indeed. Both Saiyans had a 'deer- in-the-headlights' look, although Vegeta's was quickly replaced by a scowl. Also both had their workout clothes badly torn, though there were no bruises, cuts, or ki burns. The most shocking thing was the prince straddling his rival, with Goku's arms around him. Vegeta's face invented a new shade of red as he leapt away from Goku.

"It's not what it looks like, woman!"

Bulma glared. "Yeah right. You, mister, have a lot of explaining to do. As for you Goku, I'm sure Chi-Chi will love to hear about this." That said, she turned and stalked out of the room, leaving the two Saiyan men alone to think about what horrors awaited them with their mates.

Both men turned pale with horror. Shaking nervously, Goku looked around, surveying the results of their little scuffle. His eyes fell on a particular item and he scratched the back of his head.

"Hey, Vegeta"

"What Kakarot?"

"Jenga"

Vegeta looked over at the little tower of wooden blocks that had been knocked over when he jumped up to strangle Goku.

"...Shut up, Kakarot!"

Okay, I wrote this and posted it earlier, but a friend typed it for me and my handwriting is atrocious so I had to go through and fix all the typos. So this is the revised edition. Enjoy.