Next morning 8:30

Bulma woke up the next morning with a big smile on her face. She yawned and stretched. She brought her arms back quickly, hitting Vegeta on the head in the process, waking him. Bulma sniggered as he sat up next to her with a smirk on his face.

"What was that for?"

"Sorry Vegeta…didn't mean to."

She sniggered again. Vegeta shook his head exasperatedly.

"So woman, what time is breakfast?"

"Are you kidding me Vegeta? I am not making breakfast on my first day back here!"

She sat up, supported her back against the wall and kicked Vegeta hard. He didn't even flinch. Bulma smiled.

"Well, I see you've gotten stronger. That kick would have at least made you flinch a month ago."

"Huh? What? You kicked me?"

"Oh haha. Very funny."

Vegeta slowly got out of bed and held his hand out to Bulma.

"Come with me. I've got something to show you."

"What is it? I don't trust you."

Vegeta smirked at her. He leant out and picked her up over his shoulder. Bulma playfully pounded her fists into his back as he carried her down the stairs. He set her down when they got to the kitchen. She looked around.

"What? I don't see anything different."

Vegeta nodded towards the door over the other side of the kitchen. The room behind it had used to be used as a garage. Vegeta and Bulma had not used it because it was not fit for usage. The roof had been unstable, the windows were rotting around the edges and the ground was all bumpy and rough. Bulma looked at the newly painted door and polished door handle. She ran towards it and opened it. She gasped as she looked inside. It had been totally redecorated. The walls were painted blue and the floor was blue carpeting. In the middle of the room were three beanbag chairs. All a dark blue colour. In front of them was a small TV. There were large windows on the opposite side of the room. There was a desk positioned in front of it. There were multicoloured draws on it with an assortment of pens and pencils. Next to the desk was a small book shelf, filled with old and new children's books. On the other side of the room was a multicoloured box filled with toys. Vegeta walked over to Bulma and slid his arm round her waist. She looked up at him with a huge grin on her face.

"You did this?"

"Yeah. Well I figured this would help us both out. You remember when you used to cook dinner? And half way through you would always go upstairs to make sure Trunks was getting ready for dinner? And you would always start to play with him, therefore burning the dinner?"

Bulma giggled embarrassedly.

"Yeah I remember that."

"Well this way, you wont burn the dinner. Trunks can play in here while you're making dinner, you can come in here while you're making dinner and as soon as it starts burning you'll smell it and stop it before it gets worse. So hopefully I'll have a properly cooked dinner for once."

Bulma smiled at him appreciatively.

"I love it Vegeta. And I know Trunks will too."

1:00

Bulma answered the door and saw Bunny smiling at her. Trunks ran into her arms and Bulma scooped him up. She ruffled his hair.

"Hey hunny. How are you?"

"Mummy! I've had such a great time! Grandma let me stay up late last night and watch late night movies with her!"

Bulma looked at her mum. Bunny looked away guiltily.

"Thanks mum. For everything."

"It's ok dear. Any time."

Bunny put Trunks's bags in the hall way and gave her daughter a hug.

"Well, speak to you later dear ok?"

"Ok mum. Thanks again."

"No problem."

Bunny turned and walked to her car. She shot her daughter one last wave before driving away. Bulma shut the door and kissed Trunks on his forehead. Trunks smiled at her and giggled.

"Where's dad?"

Bulma walked through the corridor and into the kitchen. Trunks noticed the room and smiled. Bulma carried him into his new playroom where Vegeta was standing proudly. Trunks jumped down from Bulma's arms and ran to Vegeta. He tugged on Vegeta's hand and he ruffled Trunks's hair affectionately. Trunks gazed around the room in wonder.

"Wow! Is this whole room for me dad?"

"Yeah it's for you."

"Oh wow daddy! I love it! It's fantastic!"

"Glad you like it son."

"You did it all yourself dad?"

"Yep."

"It must have taken you ages!"

"Well I had a lot of time on my hands."

Bulma walked over to the two of them and picked Trunks up. She started tickling his stomach and he wriggled around laughing. Vegeta smiled at the two of them.

Looks like I've got a lot of father-son time to catch up on. They've become so close.

Bulma stopped tickling his and kissed him on the forehead. Vegeta slipped his arm round her waist and smiled at both of them. Trunks looked at him.

"I love you daddy."

"Love you too."

Bulma rested her head on Vegeta's shoulder and smiled.

Picture perfect.