All right, I have decided to rewrite this story because I hate flames. Remember: This story is set BEFORE Goku got married in some non-existing pocket of time, space a whatnot.
-Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z.-
-Chapter one: Bon Beginnings-
It was a beautiful day at Capsule Corporation. You could hear nothing that would even remind you of noise. On the outside at least. On the inside, Goku was stuffing his face as usual. "Mmm Bulma shish ish shome davisious fhood!" Goku, talking with his mouth full, complimented Bulma on her robots cooking.
Bulma smiled "I didn't cook it, my robot did!" She pointed to a Robo-maid busily washing the dishes that Goku was piling up at a surprising pace. "And now you have to stop eating or you'll overload my robot!" Bulma took his plate from him.
"Bulma I bet you're just mad because I ate all of your chocolate bon-bon's!" He frowned and scratched the back of his head.
"Do you think so, Goku?" Her voice was dripping with sarcasm. "Yup." Goku said.
"And do you wanna know why?" Bulma asked. "Why? I only ate a few boxes." Goku smiled.
"You ate all 20 fucking boxes! Do you know how much 20 boxes of bon-bon's weighs?" She yelled at the top of her lungs.
"No." Goku said meekly. "That would be… 10 POUNDS! You ate 10 fucking pounds of CHOCOLATE you JACKASS!" Bulma fumed slowly calming down.
A moment of awkward silence washed over the room.
Bulma was the first to speak "Wow, that felt good."
Goku grabbed his plate back "I said sorry." Goku said meekly as he took another bite of his stake.
–Later That Day-
Bulma and Goku were sitting on the couch watching TV. Then, her thoughts happened to wonder onto Goku.
Hmm… He is kinda cute…
"Goku?" Bulma asked. "Yeah?" Goku Replied.
"Do you want to go to the carnival next week?" Goku's face lit up with excitement "Yeah! That would be fun!"
-THE END OF CHAPTER ONE-
Author's Note: I know it's short, but I still hope you guys like this revision of the story!