A/N: you people don't understand what its like to be a 15 year old girl trying to interview cartoonists...its really hard.

Disclaimer: DOD.

Part7

Chichi ran over to the small group of saijens followed by phascha. "What happened!?" she asked frantically.

Goku growled deeply, his face flushed with red. Bardock looked up "nothing"

Phascha glared at him "is that why your hand is black and blue"

Bardock looked at his broken fist suddenly realizing that it throbbed in pain. The knuckles were a deep shade of blue and black.

Goku stood up and stopped growling. His head was bowed and his hair shaded his facial expression.

"Goku...honey what happened" chichi asked soothingly

Goku shifted in his place, then picked up the fish "nothing...just a little pecking order game"

Goku didn't wait to hear chichi's response and walked away. Chichi followed him going into a small conversation with him.

Phascha watched as the couple walked towards a shed that contained cleaning utensils for the fish. She turned back to bardock and glared at him "pecking order...did you win"

Bardock held himself proudly "yup, sure did"

For the rest of the day bardock saw nothing of goku. It wasn't until dinner that goku was seen passing back and fourth across the living room, as if something were on his mind. As soon as goku saw bardock he stopped. He growled lightly then coughed stopping his growl.

Bardock walked in and sat at the table. Goku followed suit without word. Chichi walked in and smiled at the saijens "I hope you three don't mind if we have guests"

"Like who" asked tora staring longingly at the fish

"Bulma, trunks and vegeta" goku spoke quietly

Bardock stiffened, tora coughed and phascha's head hit the table. "Did you mean prince vegeta" bardock spoke startled

"Yes" goku spoke gruffly

"The prince vegeta from home...yeah sure that's...fine" bardock spoke slightly squeaky

Phascha stood up knocking down the chair she was sitting "it is not alright bardock...were third class were not even aloud to look at him"

The room fell silent "well maybe because were on earth its different"

"Different, why would it be different tora were third class he's gunna chew us up and spit us out"

Suddenly a doorbell rang. Chichi set the fish down and went to answer the door. Vegeta walked in, arms folded. He walked over to the counter and sat down at a barstool. Tora, phascha, and bardock sat stiff and stared nervously at vegeta.

"What's with them" vegeta asked staring back at the three saijens

Goku looked up and at them. "I dunno, they were complaining about being third class and not being able to look at you or something...I wasn't paying attention"

Vegeta glanced at the three saijens. He gave his usual 'hmph' then looked out into space.

A/N: oooh what is going to happen next...is goku done being territorial? And how might vegeta treat the others? WHAT!? Someone's pregnant!?