A/N: This is my submission for Chestnutfest and my headcanon for what happened after Dragon Ball Super: Super Hero. For CNF I'm going with the prompt of indulgence, 18's indulgence to be exact. As far as how K18 were in the movie…they were…fine. Krillin was a little ooc at the beginning but other than that they had cute scenes. Wish they got to do more but hey, I'm just glad they got to show up. Also 18 was definitely giving signals, if you know you know. I did enjoy the movie overall though, if anyone was wondering.

That's PROBABLY everything, enjoy.

Post DBSH (No spoilers.)

Chapter 24: I owe you one

A bruised up patch of fighters, two scientists, and a kindergartner just departed from a big yellow airship with a giant 'C' logo on the side of it. Among the fighterz was a young man with glasses and spiky black hair, a weird android superhero, a short police officer, two teens, and a blonde woman with crystal blue eyes. The scientists, only slightly more normal than the previous group, consisted of a short chubby kid and a bluenette in a yellow jumpsuit. Finally was the tired tyke. She was floating through the air, having just learned how to do so an hour or so ago.

There was a big green person who was just with them, but he had to make his leave before even entering the ship. He had no reason to go back with them.

If you didn't know what this party just went through, then you wouldn't believe it if you heard it. The group were exhausted from the day, well except the blonde woman, everyone else was in need of a good meal and a deserved rest. Although the blue haired scientist was insistent on everyone staying over for a little longer, they all decided it was best to leave.

With everyone saying their good-byes, about half of the group walked inside to the big dome shaped building that the ship landed near. The other half flew off in various directions and speeds. The slowest of all, were the short cop and woman in the purple jacket. They did not want high velocity interfering with their conversation.

"That was certainly a fun time. Glad you're ok 18." The man said.

"You should have helped fight from the beginning. I don't know why you keep doubting yourself." The lady, 18, responded. "How many times do I have to tell you Krillin, I didn't marry a pathetic weakling."

"I know I know, I'm sorry. But it's a good thing I did, I saved Bulma."

"..." She took a second to answer. "I guess you're right. And you did help me out back there."

"See! Exactly."

"Ok, don't get carried away."

Their conversation takes a pause as the two ponder about presumably different things, inherently speeding up because of it.

"You hungr- I mean, want to eat when we get home?" Krillin asks his wife before they reach any mach speeds.

She didn't answer, she just kept her arms folded and soared the sky ahead of him.

"Hey! What are you-?" Krillin says before attempting to speed up after her, but he can only see her in the distance. If it wasn't for all his energy being used against a giant bug then maybe he could have matched her. But as it stands now, he had no chance.

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18 kept extending her lead she had over her husband. As expected she got to their house before him, by approximately five minutes. She waits for him on their front porch, tapping her shoe and occasionally fiddling with her stud ear rings.

*Zoom*

A man engulfed in white energy blitzes down onto the green grass. He sees that his wife waited for him and he approaches.

"Babe? 18? Did I say something wrong? Why did you fly off so fast?"

She still remains silent as the ex-monk gets right in front of her.

"18? Are you feeling ok- WOAH WHAT ARE YOU-" Mid sentence, 18 broke. Not being able to take his questions any longer, she slings her pint sized husband over her shoulder like she was a fireman.

"18! What are you doing?!" He demanded answers.

She still says nothing as she enters their house. She clears past the kitchen and b-lines toward the stairs. Krillin still is making a commotion, lightly hitting her back with the side of fists, in an effort to let him go. It doesn't work, but it does draw in some attention from the third member of the household.

"Mom?" A teenage Marron was sitting on the floor in their living room. "Why are you carrying dad?"

"Marron, your mom is going crazy!" Krillin cries for help.

"Ignore him." 18 says. "I thought you were at Ami's?"

"Her mom had to push back our plans a little, she is about to pick me up then we're going to the movies. Were the bad guys a problem?"

"Bulma made it sound like we're just gonna rough up some henchmen…that wasn't the case. It went fine all things considered."

"You two didn't sound too worried when you got the call. So was it someone serious?"

"You could say that. But back to you young lady. We didn't want you here alone while we were gone when things could have gotten dangerous, we would have dropped you off at Chichi's or Uncle 17's prior."

"But I didn't know Mom, I'm sorry. I didn't think of calling you or Dad because both of you would have been fighting. And you guys left in such a hurry that I didn't get a chance to tell you!"

"That's true and I know we left quickly and should have made sure Ami got you first, but your dad taught you how to ride Nimbus for a reason. Next time call it, and go to a safer place. Got it?"

"Yes ma'am."

"You have fun tonight though, ok? What time are you getting back? Or do you want to spend the night over there?"

"Uhh…can Ami stay the night here?"

"Why?"

"Because…"

"...Sure, I don't see why not."

"Thanks Mom!" The daughter gets up to give her a reassuring hug, before the elephant in the room shows up again. "Wait…but why are you carrying dad?"

"Let's just say, don't come upstairs while you're still waiting on Ami."

"Ewwwwww, gross mom."

"You'll understand when you're older."

*Beep Beep* A horn sirens outside their house.

"Oooh that's her!" Marron gives 18 that hug she backed out of "Love you Mommy." She gives her dad a kiss on his helmet as she walks past 18. "Love you Daddy! Bye!"

"Love you!"

"Be safe!"

18 and Krillin say respectively as their daughter runs out of the house.

Once the cyborg hears the door shut and a lock turn, she finally goes up the stairs. But she can't even make it up five steps before Krillin starts talking again. "Babe, can you please put me down already. If this is what I think it's about then can't we just-"

"Zip it." In an emotionless tone comes out.

Krillin in fact zips it, he is a little scared right now, as his wife opens the door to their bedroom, and since no one is home besides them she doesn't bother to shut it.

She very harshly slams him on the bed before giving him the rundown of what was about to transpire. "Like I said honey, I owe you one. So shut up, and let me fulfill that promise. "

"But wh-"

"No buts! Any more talking and I'll have to take drastic measures."

If this was 18's idea of giving him an I.O.U. then he'd hate to see what she was gonna do if he somehow pissed her off.

She asserts her dominance, unlocking his work pants and yanking them down off his legs. His shoes get ripped off in the process. Now she could get started, little Krillin was freed.

"HONEY, IF YOU WANT TO HAVE SEX THEN WE CAN! WHAT IS WITH THIS- MMMMPH" Krillin pleads one last time, trying to get through to 18 and her torturous routine. His cries are met with the palm of her hand.

"You never learn, do you…goon. I said no more talking. Now I have to take measures." 18 looks around the room. How exactly should she do that? She thought he'd kept his trap shut after the second warning.

Turns out what she needed was attached to her husband. "Bingo" She accidentally says out loud as she takes the handcuffs off of his work belt, these will work nicely for what she has in store.

Contorting his body is effortless as 18 already shattered any more sense of resistance, for the time being. What was done was Krillin wrists being cuffed to the couple's bed frame, his arms being held above his head. Sure, he could easily break them, but those don't grow on trees! His wife had obliterated so many of them at this point that the station told him if he had 'lost' any more of them it would come out of his pocket. And the things ain't cheap! Plus if he did break them, then he'd have an even scarier woman looming over him.

So now he was tied up, his pants were down, his penis was out, and he was at the total mercy of his wife. When he used his kienzan on their foe, this is not what he foresaw being the effect of that attack.

Maybe he should en-"~Ahhh!~"

"You can moan, just don't get carried away." His wife said while torturing him. Her methods in question might not seem that bad, but in Krillin's eyes they were. 18 just planted a kiss on his very sensitive tip and was now stroking him. What made it so hard is that Krillin would always communicate with 18 during foreplay and actual intercoarse, whether that be through touching or through words. And he couldn't do either of those right now. All he could do was stare as he was at 18's will. He didn't want to find out how far she was willing to go, so he was going to have to abide by the rules of this 'game'. If you could even call it that.

"I've got a surprise for you. When you're about to cum I'll show it to you." The cyborg tormented him some more. Pumping his girth fully. Looks like she was going to go silent for a little bit as her head leans downward for Krillin's chestnuts. She plays with the orbs, sucking on one after the other and lapping up the bald sack entirely.

Krillin could only watch…and moan, which he was doing often. Part of him didn't want to hold back to see what 18 had up her sleeve, but if he busted too quickly then that might make her a bit angry.

His wife was a hard one to figure out. He couldn't tell if this was actually supposed to be for him or not. Should it be? She said she owed him one, but this wouldn't be even close to something he'd expect. Is this supposed to be 18 testing out if he has that kink? Most people would consider him the bottom and 18 the top, but this was out of hand.

The fapping and ball sucking still felt great, don't get him wrong, but why the handcuffs and demands?

"Oh, I almost forgot. Let's not ruin this jacket. I quite like it." 18 spoke. She paused her methods to unzip the purple officers jacket and open it up as much as possible. The plain white T under it, that could go. She grabbed it and ripped it off of him, destroying the pale cotton and revealing his defined abdominal region.

"H-" Krillin almost said something.

18 raised her eyebrow at him. "Good save. But c'mon. We can get many more white shirts later, they're cheap."

Speak for yourself, if I did that to any of your expendable pieces of clothing you'd kill me. The policemen thought.

"Don't give me that look, here. I'll make it up to you." Before attaching her palm back to his phallus, she had another jacket to unzip. Her purple bomber was off, revealing a black sports bra. She lifted that up and showed Krillin, in his eyes, a top three Lazuli Chestnut feature. She didn't take the bra off all the way, she kept it on her collarbone.

18 puts her tits right up in Krillin's face as she resumes giving him a handy. He is hesitant, thinking it is some sort of trap, but after a few more moments he bites. Engulfing one of the pink tips into his mouth and sucking on the silky spot.

"~Nih~" 18 whimpers through her lips, very quietly.

As her nipple gets harder and more erect inside Krillin's mouth, his cock starts to swell up and turn even hotter. He was getting closer, but 18 knew what to look for.

The tongue and lips on her areola was frantic, sucking and flicking the nub and lathering the pink flesh. It was making her panties heavier with the added liquid it had to absorb. She was gonna milk how fun this was going to be…for her husband that is. This was his reward…after all

Krillin must have sucked himself into compliance, the taste of the tip of her breast made his cock even more responsive. She felt the rod bulge, that was the first sign she needed to recognize.

A saddened husband is left behind as 18 refracts her chest from Krillin's mouth.

"Ok honey, relax. And trust me."

Now he's worried, but there was no cause for concern yet. The blonde beauty was double pumping his wood. The cum was making its way upward, no doubt about it, if 18 wasn't careful her face was about to get painted by his white liquid. Maybe that was the surprise, he very rarely got to give his wifes facials and it's something he enjoyed recreating.

Oh how he was wrong.

"Hmph!" Krillin grunted as his quads flexed and his toes curled.

18 knew what that meant. She took her right hand off of him and sped up her left hand, jerking it off all the shaft with minimal effort. Here came the fun part. As Krillin's balls tightened, the final sign that his cum was about to be sprayed, she took her right thumb and pressed it into her man's anus.

"WOAH! 18 What ar-ARGHH! URGMMM!"

The first rope hit 18 right in the nose, she wasn't expecting such velocity. Bulma told her about this trick, she didn't ask how she knew. Odds are it was because she has researched the human body, no way Vegeta would let this slide…if it was the latter than she was glad Bulma didn't share it with her. Probably one of the last things she'd every want to imagine is Vegeta's ass being toyed with.

Either way, she didn't expect the tidbit would be this effective. As she kept tugging him, she was impressed with how far each rope shot and how thick they looked. They landed all over Krillin and honestly, 18 was a little jealous. If she knew what the results were gonna be she would have aimed him elsewhere or put her lips over his head. Now she knew though, this definitely would add this to her repertoire.

Krillin, panting more than he was during the fighting, had his abs, nylon jacket, legs, and the surrounding area stained with his seed. This was not the surprise he was expecting.

"Kami 18, where did you learn th- I mean uh…Mmmph." His attempt at not speaking was in vain.

"So close honey, but sorry. Don't worry. I won't be too mean" As 18 thinks what to do she runs a finger up Krilln's abs, collecting all the semen she can before sucking on the digit. The taste was relatively the same, but that didn't make her any less moist. But she needed to clean him up before they continued.

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With that done it was time for his next punishment, and it was looking right at her. She removed Krillin's helmet, gave it a 180 and put it back on her husband's bald head. Taking away his sense of sight.

Time for round two.

She was feeling extra innovative today and decided to try another new thing after becoming fully nude. It would be more fun for the husband too, and this is his prize. She can have her time in a little bit. 18 situated herself to ride him like a cowgirl, but with a twist. Rather than shove him inside, she lays his cock on his stomach and lays her folds on it. With her aroused pussy hugging on to his length. Methodically she sways her hips back and forth, causing a warm friction to start.

"That feel good?" 18 asks her hubby, genuinely wanting an answer.

The blind man nods. It really does. He's not 100% on what she is doing, but he has a good idea. A wet hold gliding up and down his member has his wife grabs a hold of his pecs for balance. How could that not feel amazing?

"Cum whenever you want. No need to hold back." Her voice was soothing, not demanding in any way.

The entire vibe transitioned, now it was starting to feel like some sort of legitimate compensation.

Things were going a lot faster, maybe because he was void of sight, but it was like things were sped up. 18 was riding his full shaft at a hastily pace. He felt her hands on his ribs and her legs over his. He sorely wished there was more to do. He wanted to grab her ass cheeks and tell her how good she was, at THIS and at being a wife.

Her vagina has now fully coated his veiny rod. She had become noticeably damp since she saw her husband geyser out his pale goo, now she was putting her assets to use. Sliding herself was easy for the bob cut blonde, but she was having her own problems. It had nothing to do with her senses, she was just so damn horny. She wanted to impale herself so badly, but this was meant to be Krillin's pleasurable double-edged sword. Methodically messing with him was for his interest, even if he didn't know it. Although, she was still a woman. Her desires needed to be answered just as importantly, if not more.

"Fuck it."

That was enough fooling around. 18 very swiftly took his cock to the upright position and sank her wet cunt down as far as possible.

"~Guahhh!~" Krillin did not see that coming.

"~Hmph!~ I couldn't wait any longer. Sorry honey."

There it was. Krillin was digging the 'pussyjob' he was getting, only to not be bombarded by a familiar tight and warm pit. This was much more preferred, but oh did it catch him off guard. It was evident by the pre-cum his wife felt drool out of him once she penetrated on to him.

"I'll keep doing all the work, you just remain in the same position."

"~Awwhhh!~" Krillin moaned again, not ready for 18 to prove herself so quickly.

The motherly cyborg bore her chest globes on Krillin's helmet as she started to cowgirl his length. No preparation was needed as her folds were moistened plenty.

"~OHHhhh SH– Ahhh!~" This was intense for the OG z-warrior. But it was still wonderful. He could tell his wife's nectar was pooling onto his groin and legs and that her breathing hiked significantly. He sensed her boobs were on his head, he'd rather them be back in his mouth but at least he was getting to fuck his spouse now. Rather she was fucking him.

18 relished her lover's giant rod, bouncing and grinding her sex to and fro. Her pace was a bit too fast at the start, realizing that she slows down. Longer sessions equal more fun. But when her hips and crotch halved their rate, she saw another way to mess with her mini-munk even more.

"Have you ever told me how you can go back to back rounds like it's nothing?" 18 whispered into his ear. "Is it because you're a super human and you have a lot of testosterone? Do you think I'm that attractive that you CAN'T go soft until you know I'm satisfied? Or is it because you have an undying loyalty to me?...Is it something else?"

Krillin knew the answer, but he was unable to say out of fear.

"~NIAhhhh!~ You're so big honey!...How'd you do it?"

"Huh?" He uttered. It technically was just a noise, he didn't speak.

"Don't play dumb. A short stack like yourself…HAPPENS to be packing something that large in between his legs. Did the dragon balls have something to do with it? It's pretty hard to believe that you just happen to be this ~UAHH~ big!"

Her husband knew what she was doing, egging him on to talk. 18 usually got her way when it came to stuff like this, but not this time. The only sounds to come out of him from here on out were pleads of pleasure, he was determined of it.

"~SHhhm!~ Kami. It's not just your dick that's amazing, you're good at everything? Did Bulma teach you on that trip to Namek?"

"I-I ~UAHHHHH~" The husband became putty as he felt 18 jam everything in. He almost said something again, but his ability to whale over it came in clutch.

"...Just kidding honey. ~Hmph~, lighten up." 18 was amused by his facial expression, that's what she was aiming for.

The intimate and intense rocking of her lower half continued, fucking herself on her husband's love rod until something caught her eye. Not that she stopped, she was just a master at multitasking. Her spouse's tongue was taunting her through his open mouth. Time to change that.

Her mouth draws nears to its counterpart, but their lips were not the star of the show. Her tongue enters alone and finds her husband's appendage. She wraps hers, as best she can, around his. The blonde's did most of the maneuvering, she manipulated and battered her husband's as best she could. Needless to say the man's tongue wasn't abused and beaten, but rather played with in a rough manner. She swirled and swirled until Krillin gave her what she wanted. Defeatedly sticking his pink appendage out of his oral cavity completely. 18 mentally snickers at him just giving her what she wants. Was that because he wanted it to? Or was he just submitting himself to her?...She knew what it was. Not only did she continue to rub her's all around his, but she occasionally sucked on it for a few seconds at a time.

Yeah, Krillin was fully giving his wife control of his body. It was welcomed fully, they were married and that is what it was all about. Trusting your partner in your most vulnerable state as they gratify you in ways you couldn't previously imagine. It didn't hurt that she brute forced her way into this situation, it makes things easier that way. Krillin was a bottom…but that is not a bad thing at all. It was just another way he complimented 18. What with her being a naturally assertive person and Krillin being much more passive.

"~Mmmm!~"

"~Hold out a little longer dear. Let's finish together!~" 18 fully retreats her skull, separating the two voices so that she could focus on getting both of them to climax. She does a bit of shiting and sliding to get his dick where she wants it inside her, getting his tip right on the edge of her g-spot. Her and her husband are making a collective forty-five degree angle as the half machine gets ready to initiate the beginning of the end.

As her rump and hips feverishly envelop and release the veiny sword, 18 gives Krillin reassess to something from earlier. The opposite, luscious half-dollar sized nipple skims near him and his sixth sense kicks in. His mouth bucks upward and catches her doughy bud into his trap. The taste buds on his pallet revel in the reintroduction of the sweet skin as he sucks hard.

"~OhhhhHh ShhihhHH!~" 18 bellows as his teeth tweak her erect teat. Her body draws back as a reaction but is stopped by Krillin's suction, stretching the hapless boob as he was not letting go. 18 gears back toward him, giving him what he wants as she keeps on plowing herself on top of him. Her g-spot is on the verge of making her flower cry, and Krillin didn't help it's prevention. The ex-monk didn't care, he was enjoying himself. He didn't even bother holding back his second orgasm of the evening.

An incoherent groan can be heard through Krillin as he continues to drool on his wife's bosom. 18 doesn't register it in her brain as she felt her man's hot phallus shake and eventually spray his spunk.

"~OH Krillin! Fill me up!~"

Not that he had a choice.

As white cum exited Krillin and entered Lazuli, she did not want to be left out. A hand found its way on to her sensitive gemstone and furiously started to encircle it, wanting to climax with her husband. Very quickly did that prove to be what she needed.

She took the cock out of her as she rode on the orgasm, her vagina quivered profusely as she kept playing with her pearl. She didn't leave Krillin hanging, she tucked him in between her buttocks for the time being. Not realizing that the shaking of her rump would give his still hard rod even more sensation, she inadvertently made him squeeze out a couple more strings of cum onto her tailbone.

After a minute of sweat induced pants, she was sure that her frenzy had concluded. Her wet folds were still hugging the now semi-soft penis and Krillin's mouth never stopped engulfing her nipple. His sucking did cease earlier.

18 collected her thoughts and professionally returned to her ice-cool demeanor. Fixing her ruffled hair and returning its natural consistency was a dead give away for it.

"Where is the key for the cuffs." She asked.

Krillin however did not respond, knowing this had to have been a trick.

"This isn't some test honey." The cyborg removed Krillin's headgear to show she was being genuine. "You can talk now."

"On m-my work belt. The back left holster." Krillin sounded very tired. The intense fighting almost immediately followed by two rounds with his wife had drained him almost completely.

As 18 quickly finds the key she frees her lover from his confines. His arms fall down by his side to regulate the flow of blood in his torso. "Oh man…*yawn*...I could use a nap."

"Good Idea, You take that, I'll go start on dinner." She puts the blanket up this chest as she kisses his forehead. "Think I'll make stir fry."

"O-okay." Krillin didn't expect all the innocent kindness, after all the woman just got done having her way with him. He didn't dwell on it too much. "Can I answer those questions you had?"

"Ahahaha. Krillin, we've been married how long? Don't you think I already know all that stuff? I was just messing with you in the heat of the moment...Looks like it worked. You get some shut eye now. Love you." The now clothed and cleaned wife makes a speedy get away before he can retort. He should have seen that coming...But whatever, he just closes his eyes and quickly starts to snore.

"Mom! Dad! We're home!" The youngest Chestnut announces to the whole house once walking through the front entrance.

There was no answer, but there was talking to be heard.

"I don't get it, do humans not realize they could train to fly? Thus making their lives 10 times easier?"

"Um…I'm not sure. Even though we don't go around teaching it, you'd think eventually someone else would learn about ki control and pick it up."

"Maybe you should start teaching people. Not for free of course. You'd make a killing if you charged per class."

"The reason we don't do that is, we don't want people with ill intentions learning it. That just makes things messy. Then they go and teach more bad guys how to do it, then it becomes a hassle."

"The extra zeni still sounds nice….but I guess you have a good point."

Their conversation is cut short as Ami and Marron approach the couch (Thankfully Ami didn't fully hear it so they don't have to do any explaining). At a closer inspection they see how Krillin is sitting in the middle with his feet sprawled on to a foot rest, 18 is curled up with her head laying on his shoulder. His arm was wrapped around her, rubbing her back softly.

"Oh hey girls, how was your night?" Krillin greeted his daughter and her best 'normal' friend.

"It was good! After the movies Ami's mom took us out for pizza." Marron responded.

"How was the movie?" 18 asked.

"It was awesome!" Ami responded this time.

As the two youngins described the plot and theatrics of the screenplay they had just seen, K18 listened. They didn't really care about it, it sounded like a corny young love movie, but they were just glad to see the two of them sound so enthusiastic about it. They went on and on, eventually the discussion shifted to how Ami was doing as the parents hadn't seen her in a while. She was Marron's friend, and that was reason enough to like her. She basically was another version of their child, that's why they got along so well. Reluctantly after half an hour, and with the offer of a five star breakfast in the morning, the two friends went upstairs so that Krillin and 18 could go back to binging their reality tv.

"G'night!" The z-fighter offspring yelled from the stairs as her mom and dad yelled it from afar first.

"Gosh, I can't get over how cute your parents are!" Ami said once they entered Marron's room.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"They're so lovey dovey, and they still cuddle! My mom says the only time her and my dad do that is after he does housework and she's had at least one glass of wine."

"..TMI…But now that you mention it, I guess they do do that a lot. I'm probably numb to it by now. Every day at breakfast I see them share a good morning kiss, they give each other back rubs in the living room, and I've caught them dancing on the back patio a lot too. Like I said, it doesn't phase me anymore. At least while we're home, in public it's a lot more dialed back."

"Agh! That's so freaking adorable! I hope I'm like that when I'm old."

"WE AREN'T OLD!" A scornful woman yelled from the first story.

Ami was…in complete awe once she came to the realization of who just screamed at them. "How did your mom hear us? We are like two rooms and a story away and we aren't loud?"

"Um, oh you know how moms are. They have eyes and ears like a cat."

"Yeah but-"

"HEY! Want to see these new shoes I got last weekend? I haven't shown it to you yet!" Marron quickly covered up her mother's superhuman abilities. That conversation could wait for the future, she wasn't ready for that can of worms to be opened. They could just stick to their usual gossip.

"Now that I think about it…your parents do look a little familiar…have they ever been on tv?"

'Dangit…'

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"Oh c'mon. These people are so dense, it's just a simple sliding puzzle. Anyone could do that." 18 was really getting into their show. Right now a group of people were participating in a challenge and no contestant was making any headway on the 'easy' task. The former villain tried to watch more, but when another five minutes transpired and still zero progress had been made she got off her husband and grabbed the remote and turned off the television.

"Hey, I wanted to see who was going to win." Krillin griped.

"Want to fly somewhere and get some ice cream?"

"...Sure. Let's hurry and do it fast though."

"Couldn't agree more. After I indulge in that, I say we indulge round three tonight."

"But the girls are upstairs. What if we-"

"Then I'll just have to show you what strike three was gonna be." She pats her husband's legs before leaving the room to slip on some sandals. Krilli follows suit, he wasn't sure if she was serious about the risque endeavors or not but either way he didn't care. It was already an eventful and action packed day. He had had plenty in the ways of entertainment today, but by the chance his wife wanted more than by all means….he had to keep her happy.

"Krillin, let's go."

"Coming beautiful."

"...You're a dunce."

A/N: That's it. Thank you for reading and please review.

Thank you to ChestnutIsland for creating this idea of celebrating K18 once a year.

I really want to make shorter chapters, but It's becoming difficult as ideas just keep rushing into my head and I have to add them to the story.

Oh and I usually don't really care for OCs, but I felt Ami was a necessary one. Marron, at the age I portrayed her in this chapter, needs regular friends. Writing her in felt like it had to be done.

I think that covers everything, Thank you again everyone.