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How the cookie crumbles

I'm SO sorry I haven't updated this! I've tried to write this chapter three times and I eventually scrapped my first idea and went with this one.

Goten woke up with the sun gleaming on the edge of his rocket bed. He jumped down and plodded out of the room, as he walked down the hall he knew that Piccolo was up as he could smell the aroma of the Namek's coffee seeping through from the kitchen.

"Hiya Daddy"

"Morning Goten"

"How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine Goten, you don't have to worry about me now"

"Can I see your scar again?" Piccolo smiled and lifted up his shirt to show the mark left by Chi-Chi's broken bottle "I've got lots of scars, why do you like this one?"

"Because every time I see it I love you a little more" The demi-Saiyan grinned and sat on his father's lap while Piccolo put his arm around him "You're full of cheese kiddo" he laughed and pulled his son closer to him.

"What are you reading?"

"The paper"

Goten shifted on Piccolo's lap "What part?"

"The Local announcements and things"

"Oh... Can I read the cartoons?"

Piccolo searched through the paper until he found the comic strips. He then stood up and placed Goten on his chair "Here you go. I'm going to go and get a shower"

"Okay, see you soon." So Piccolo left Goten and walked down the hall to their bathroom. He could hear Goten giggling about the illustrations as he ran the water and got in.

While reading his comic section Goten heard a knock at the door. He was so bust laughing that he hadn't sensed anybody coming "Hi Trunks! Oh, hi Vegeta!"

"Hey Goten!"

"Hello Brat"

Goten cleared the doorway "Come in"

Upon entering the living room Vegeta asked, "Where's your father?"

"He just got a shower so he'll be out soon. Hey Trunks, want to see my bedroom?"

"And your rocket bed?"

"Yeah"

"Yeah!" So they ran off to Goten's room.

Vegeta wasn't left alone for very long as soon after Piccolo walked into the room in his usual Gi. "Hey Vegeta"

"I hate you"

"What?"

"Ever since your brat told Trunks that he had a rocket bed it's all he's been pestering me about! And he doesn't want me to buy it, he wants me to MAKE it!" Do you know how useful Saiyans are at D.I.Y?"

"Er... Not very?"

"Amazing deduction"

Piccolo decided to put on another pot of coffee "So, you here to spar?"

"No, I'm here to talk"

Piccolo raised his eyebrow as he passed Vegeta a cup "About what?"

"Her"

"Oh"

"She's been at it again"

"Her old tricks?"

"Yeah, but worse"

"Worse? How can she get any worse?"

"She says that she's called social services"

Piccolo dropped his cup "No! No no no no no! I haven't got any adoption papers! They'll take him away!"

"I know. And you can't get the papers until Goku and Chi-Chi have signed them"

Piccolo sat down with his head in his hands, forgetting about the mess on the floor. "What am I going to do?"

"Talk to her?"

"Last time I talked to her I almost died"

"Very true" Vegeta thought for a moment "You could appeal?"

"Would that work?"

"I'm not sure. I could ask Bulma, she's got great lawyers"

At that moment Goten chose to bounce in with Trunks in tow "Dad, I have to have a rocket bed! It's SO cool! Please can you make me one! Please!"

Vegeta groaned and hit Piccolo upside the head "See what you've done!"

Goten then noticed the smashed cup "Daddy, your cup's on the floor"

"Oh erm... I just dropped it... I'll clean it up now" And the Namek immediately set to cleaning up the shards and wiping the remains of the coffee away.

When Piccolo had finished his task Vegeta put his hand on Trunks' shoulder "C'mon kid. I need to go and talk with your mother"

"I don't think that she'll let you have anymore training robots. Considering you broke the last ones' Vegeta just sighed and gently pushed his son towards the door.

I know, an annoying place to leave it but my Chibi Vegeta muse has flown off somewhere in search of food.... I'll write more soon! Promise!! Read and Review!!!!