Scars – Chapter 22
The following day dawned sunny and bright. Birds twittered back and forth in the treetops of the 439 mountain range, and all the members of the Son family woke later than usual, with the exception of ChiChi. She was up just after dawn, ready to start breakfast for her three boys whenever they decided to make an appearance. It seemed, however, that none of them were planning on doing anything of the sort for awhile yet.
When she opened her eyes that morning, ChiChi had been veritably pinned to the bed by Goku's immoveable strength. She'd tried to wake him, but it was clear that he was soundly asleep, and by the small smile on his face, he was experiencing pleasant dreams.
ChiChi was a tough woman, but she didn't have the heart to wake the brawny warrior, and so she'd settled for squirming out from under his arm, which was what pinned her in place, and checking on her sons, as she did every morning.
Pushing the door to Gohan's room open and peering in, ChiChi saw him asleep in his bed, his feet sticking over the edge of it since he'd grown longer than the mattress was a few years back. Gohan slept on his stomach with his teddy bear snuggled against him under one arm. Smiling, ChiChi shut Gohan's door and proceeded to Goten's room.
She opened his door, taking a look at him. Goten was sound asleep as well. He laid on his side in something of a fetal position, his knees bent comfortably. ChiChi closed Goten's door and made her way downstairs, starting a pot of tea to boil, but deciding to hold off breakfast for the time being.
ChiChi sat at the table and went over everything she and her family had to do that day. Gohan's eye exam was in West City at ten AM. It was only six. There was still plenty of time for that, and he could go on his own, except ChiChi felt like maybe she should go with him. After all, she wanted to take him to look for an apartment after that.
She also needed to teach him how to cook, although ChiChi suspected that he was picking it up already, from watching her do it so many times. He needed to learn to go grocery shopping, and clothes shopping...
'Oh dear Dende... this is going to be too much for my baby boy to handle... am I doing the right thing...? Is he too young for this? Of course he's always welcome back home, he'll know that, but...but... what if something goes wrong? Maybe I should call Bulma and see if she's got anything to say about it. Yeah... but she's never up this early. Darn it! Ok... I'll make breakfast. I can cook... that doesn't take any thought at all.'
ChiChi got up, her mission to let her family sleep in failed when she compulsively began to cook breakfast in great proportions to quell her nervous worries.
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Upstairs in the Son home, Goten yawned, something tugging him from his sleep. He sat up, still half dreaming, and looked around his room, squinting at the bright morning sunlight that gleamed over the whole of his bed and walls. He yawned and got out of bed, still wearing his pajamas. They consisted of a pair of orange shorts and a red t-shirt that was too big for him.
Goten wandered out of his room and through the hall, pushing Gohan's room open and crawling into his brother's bed. He looked at Gohan's sleeping face and shook his shoulder.
"Gohan... wake up. I wanna play with you today Gohan." Goten whined, crawling right onto Gohan's back and rocking back and forth to disturb the young man's rest.
Gohan groaned and his arm came up, wrapping around Goten's wrist. He tugged his brother down so he couldn't jump on him any longer, taking advantage of Goten's unbalanced position to wrap his arm around his little brother's waist and pin him in place. Goten squeaked and started laughing and struggling to get away. Gohan, through all this, kept his eyes closed, but there was a smile on his face. He really felt at peace when he played with Goten, he just hated waking up some mornings.
"Ahh! Hahahha... Gohan, lemme up... Mom's downstairs and I bet breakfast is almost ready... Gohan? Hey wake up Gohan!"
"Its morning squirt... us old people don't like to jumpstart our mornings by being used as living trampolines... I think that might even warrant you being tickled... unless, of course, you're willing to be a good boy and let me sleep some more..." Gohan said groggily. His words came out half mumbled, and he opened his eyes, peering at his little brother, who was now trapped in a bear hug. Gohan had both arms wrapped securely around Goten, who couldn't wipe the mischief from his eyes.
"That's no fair... I wanna do something with you today... please big brother?"
Gohan took in Goten's irresistible, hope-filled eyes, and he felt his willpower crumbling away, even as he considered tickling Goten until he made himself nearly sick with laughter.
"That face should be outlawed squirt... very cute. What did you wanna do today?" Gohan released Goten from his hold, yawning and stretching as Goten hopped off the bed and bounced in place at it's side, giving Gohan room to get up. Gohan stretched again, scratching his head and sitting up.
"Catch a dinosaur! Can we? Can Trunks come too? Please? And Videl? I like Videl, and its cool cause she can fly and fight and stuff! Please can we catch a dinosaur today Gohan?" Goten elaborated on how much he wanted to catch a dinosaur by jumping even more in place, his feet making the whole house shake. Gohan had to smile, even if he didn't think catching dinosaurs was very entertaining.
"Sure squirt, and I guess we can call Trunks and ask him and the other Trunks if they wanna come along too. Don't you want to eat some breakfast first, though? I think I hear mom cooking downstairs, and I'm sure I can smell food!"
Goten nodded, hopping out of the room and running down the stairs. Gohan put a hand over his face and groaned, sighing. "Why does it have to be so early in the morning..." he complained aloud.
The insistent growling of his saiyajin stomach eventually convinced him that it was more worth his while to get out of bed and eat than it would be to stay in bed and sleep. It was, for the record, a tough battle, at any rate.
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Goku was also wakened by the scent of delicious breakfast sizzling downstairs. He blinked his eyes open slowly and realized that he was alone in the large bed he shared with his wife. He rolled onto his side, hugging a pillow and thinking quietly.
'Gohan's down there... maybe I'd better get my own breakfast. Hmm... I wonder if Vegeta's up yet? Eh... I wonder if he slept yet, or stayed up all night training, like always. Oh well, better go see.'
Goku got out of the bed. He was in the nude at the moment, and it took him a second to remember where his boxer shorts had gone. He smiled, pleased with himself, when he recalled his wife the night before, and he let these thoughts accompany him on his way to the shower.
The powerful, however gentle man washed himself quickly from head to toe, foregoing the outdoor bath because his family was already awake, and it wouldn't be peaceful and quiet outside this morning. He returned to the bedroom with a towel wrapped around his slim waist, patting his arms and chest dry and scrubbing the water out of his unruly hair with a second towel. He tossed both towels onto the chair that was laden with various things in the corner of his and ChiChi's room, and pulled some training clothes on. Goku did some stretches, a hundred or so pushups, and smiled at himself in the vanity mirror before raising two fingers to his head and transporting himself to Vegeta's energy.
"Morning Vege-oh." Goku stared at the prince of saiyajins, who was currently holding Bulma off the ground, against the wall of the bedroom, clearly eh... you know. Bulma's eyes were closed in ecstasy, her arms wrapped around Vegeta's neck, her nails digging trails into his shoulder blades. Goku blinked, staring at the pair for a long second, not really prepared for such a situation.
Vegeta heard Goku's voice and sent a blast at him, which Goku dodged. The blast destroyed an intricate candelabra that had been attached to the wall.
"Kakarot! GET OUT!" Vegeta barked, sending another blast after the idiot who was interrupting his time with his mate. Goku didn't need to be told twice. He held up his hands in apology.
"Going...going... gee Vegeta me and ChiChi haven't tried it like that before- yikes!" Goku dodged another blast and bolted out of the bedroom through the door, which he wisely shut behind him. He grinned sheepishly and considered the possibility of having sex somewhere other than in a bed. He really hadn't thought about it before... it just hadn't occurred to him. ChiChi seemed to like things that she could predict and rely on... but maybe she'd like something different too?
'Well Vegeta's obviously busy... hey I wonder if Trunks is feeling better this morning?'
This thought prompted Goku to go off in search of Trunks, but this time he decided it'd be better to knock instead of just appearing in front of him. Dende knows what he might interrupt after what he'd just walked in on with Vegeta and Bulma.
The following day dawned sunny and bright. Birds twittered back and forth in the treetops of the 439 mountain range, and all the members of the Son family woke later than usual, with the exception of ChiChi. She was up just after dawn, ready to start breakfast for her three boys whenever they decided to make an appearance. It seemed, however, that none of them were planning on doing anything of the sort for awhile yet.
When she opened her eyes that morning, ChiChi had been veritably pinned to the bed by Goku's immoveable strength. She'd tried to wake him, but it was clear that he was soundly asleep, and by the small smile on his face, he was experiencing pleasant dreams.
ChiChi was a tough woman, but she didn't have the heart to wake the brawny warrior, and so she'd settled for squirming out from under his arm, which was what pinned her in place, and checking on her sons, as she did every morning.
Pushing the door to Gohan's room open and peering in, ChiChi saw him asleep in his bed, his feet sticking over the edge of it since he'd grown longer than the mattress was a few years back. Gohan slept on his stomach with his teddy bear snuggled against him under one arm. Smiling, ChiChi shut Gohan's door and proceeded to Goten's room.
She opened his door, taking a look at him. Goten was sound asleep as well. He laid on his side in something of a fetal position, his knees bent comfortably. ChiChi closed Goten's door and made her way downstairs, starting a pot of tea to boil, but deciding to hold off breakfast for the time being.
ChiChi sat at the table and went over everything she and her family had to do that day. Gohan's eye exam was in West City at ten AM. It was only six. There was still plenty of time for that, and he could go on his own, except ChiChi felt like maybe she should go with him. After all, she wanted to take him to look for an apartment after that.
She also needed to teach him how to cook, although ChiChi suspected that he was picking it up already, from watching her do it so many times. He needed to learn to go grocery shopping, and clothes shopping...
'Oh dear Dende... this is going to be too much for my baby boy to handle... am I doing the right thing...? Is he too young for this? Of course he's always welcome back home, he'll know that, but...but... what if something goes wrong? Maybe I should call Bulma and see if she's got anything to say about it. Yeah... but she's never up this early. Darn it! Ok... I'll make breakfast. I can cook... that doesn't take any thought at all.'
ChiChi got up, her mission to let her family sleep in failed when she compulsively began to cook breakfast in great proportions to quell her nervous worries.
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Upstairs in the Son home, Goten yawned, something tugging him from his sleep. He sat up, still half dreaming, and looked around his room, squinting at the bright morning sunlight that gleamed over the whole of his bed and walls. He yawned and got out of bed, still wearing his pajamas. They consisted of a pair of orange shorts and a red t-shirt that was too big for him.
Goten wandered out of his room and through the hall, pushing Gohan's room open and crawling into his brother's bed. He looked at Gohan's sleeping face and shook his shoulder.
"Gohan... wake up. I wanna play with you today Gohan." Goten whined, crawling right onto Gohan's back and rocking back and forth to disturb the young man's rest.
Gohan groaned and his arm came up, wrapping around Goten's wrist. He tugged his brother down so he couldn't jump on him any longer, taking advantage of Goten's unbalanced position to wrap his arm around his little brother's waist and pin him in place. Goten squeaked and started laughing and struggling to get away. Gohan, through all this, kept his eyes closed, but there was a smile on his face. He really felt at peace when he played with Goten, he just hated waking up some mornings.
"Ahh! Hahahha... Gohan, lemme up... Mom's downstairs and I bet breakfast is almost ready... Gohan? Hey wake up Gohan!"
"Its morning squirt... us old people don't like to jumpstart our mornings by being used as living trampolines... I think that might even warrant you being tickled... unless, of course, you're willing to be a good boy and let me sleep some more..." Gohan said groggily. His words came out half mumbled, and he opened his eyes, peering at his little brother, who was now trapped in a bear hug. Gohan had both arms wrapped securely around Goten, who couldn't wipe the mischief from his eyes.
"That's no fair... I wanna do something with you today... please big brother?"
Gohan took in Goten's irresistible, hope-filled eyes, and he felt his willpower crumbling away, even as he considered tickling Goten until he made himself nearly sick with laughter.
"That face should be outlawed squirt... very cute. What did you wanna do today?" Gohan released Goten from his hold, yawning and stretching as Goten hopped off the bed and bounced in place at it's side, giving Gohan room to get up. Gohan stretched again, scratching his head and sitting up.
"Catch a dinosaur! Can we? Can Trunks come too? Please? And Videl? I like Videl, and its cool cause she can fly and fight and stuff! Please can we catch a dinosaur today Gohan?" Goten elaborated on how much he wanted to catch a dinosaur by jumping even more in place, his feet making the whole house shake. Gohan had to smile, even if he didn't think catching dinosaurs was very entertaining.
"Sure squirt, and I guess we can call Trunks and ask him and the other Trunks if they wanna come along too. Don't you want to eat some breakfast first, though? I think I hear mom cooking downstairs, and I'm sure I can smell food!"
Goten nodded, hopping out of the room and running down the stairs. Gohan put a hand over his face and groaned, sighing. "Why does it have to be so early in the morning..." he complained aloud.
The insistent growling of his saiyajin stomach eventually convinced him that it was more worth his while to get out of bed and eat than it would be to stay in bed and sleep. It was, for the record, a tough battle, at any rate.
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Goku was also wakened by the scent of delicious breakfast sizzling downstairs. He blinked his eyes open slowly and realized that he was alone in the large bed he shared with his wife. He rolled onto his side, hugging a pillow and thinking quietly.
'Gohan's down there... maybe I'd better get my own breakfast. Hmm... I wonder if Vegeta's up yet? Eh... I wonder if he slept yet, or stayed up all night training, like always. Oh well, better go see.'
Goku got out of the bed. He was in the nude at the moment, and it took him a second to remember where his boxer shorts had gone. He smiled, pleased with himself, when he recalled his wife the night before, and he let these thoughts accompany him on his way to the shower.
The powerful, however gentle man washed himself quickly from head to toe, foregoing the outdoor bath because his family was already awake, and it wouldn't be peaceful and quiet outside this morning. He returned to the bedroom with a towel wrapped around his slim waist, patting his arms and chest dry and scrubbing the water out of his unruly hair with a second towel. He tossed both towels onto the chair that was laden with various things in the corner of his and ChiChi's room, and pulled some training clothes on. Goku did some stretches, a hundred or so pushups, and smiled at himself in the vanity mirror before raising two fingers to his head and transporting himself to Vegeta's energy.
"Morning Vege-oh." Goku stared at the prince of saiyajins, who was currently holding Bulma off the ground, against the wall of the bedroom, clearly eh... you know. Bulma's eyes were closed in ecstasy, her arms wrapped around Vegeta's neck, her nails digging trails into his shoulder blades. Goku blinked, staring at the pair for a long second, not really prepared for such a situation.
Vegeta heard Goku's voice and sent a blast at him, which Goku dodged. The blast destroyed an intricate candelabra that had been attached to the wall.
"Kakarot! GET OUT!" Vegeta barked, sending another blast after the idiot who was interrupting his time with his mate. Goku didn't need to be told twice. He held up his hands in apology.
"Going...going... gee Vegeta me and ChiChi haven't tried it like that before- yikes!" Goku dodged another blast and bolted out of the bedroom through the door, which he wisely shut behind him. He grinned sheepishly and considered the possibility of having sex somewhere other than in a bed. He really hadn't thought about it before... it just hadn't occurred to him. ChiChi seemed to like things that she could predict and rely on... but maybe she'd like something different too?
'Well Vegeta's obviously busy... hey I wonder if Trunks is feeling better this morning?'
This thought prompted Goku to go off in search of Trunks, but this time he decided it'd be better to knock instead of just appearing in front of him. Dende knows what he might interrupt after what he'd just walked in on with Vegeta and Bulma.