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Gohan was hungry. Not exactly a surprising turn of events. He was always hungry. Quickly, stealthily, he snuck into the kitchen seeking food. His mom had made it clear that she didn't approve of snacking. Actually, it was the mess that snacking left behind that she didn't approve of.
Still, he was a Saiyan warrior! He could fly; he could blow up a boulder without breaking a sweat. Surely, he could sneak into the kitchen, no problem. After all, what was faster than a Saiyan?
The answer, he ruminated sadly up to his elbows in dish suds, was a mother.
