"It's ridiculous that I have to wait for Raditz of all people to leave the time chamber before I can go back in!" Vegeta raged.
Krillin murmured to Trunks, "Good thing Launch isn't around right now." Indeed, she had turned blonde, and was tired of being cooped up at Capsule Corp, so she left little Ranch in their care while she blew off some steam. "Otherwise she might have something to say."
"Dad, you do realize that even after they get out of the time chamber, you're still going to have to wait for Goku and Gohan, right?" said Trunks.
"That's not happening," Vegeta declared. "Kakarot is just going to have to wait longer."
"Yeah, I'm sure that'll go over well," Krillin said sarcastically.
"Could you guys keep it down, we're trying to work," Bulma said, as she was working with her father on 16. "This guy really had a number done on him, and we need to concentrate." She had returned from the lookout not too long after Vegeta, Trunks, and Krillin got to Capsule Corp with 16. Meanwhile, little Ranch and little Trunks were nearby on the floor joyfully playing with some toys.
"Whether we wait to train or not, dad's right. I have to get stronger too," Trunks added.
"In that case, you should get a haircut," Bulma interjected, "so that it doesn't get in the way."
"I don't know, it's not really a problem when I transform," Trunks said thoughtfully, feeling his hair. "And I kind of like it."
Bulma looked over with a grin. "I think you mean Ranch likes it."
He blushed slightly, saying, "That too."
"Anyway, other than wait until tomorrow for Raditz and Ranch to get out of chamber, I think it would be best to watch the news," Krillin said.
"In that case you can watch the TV upstairs," Bulma advised, looking over the plans that were recovered from Gero's lab. "Also, take the babies with you and feed them while you're at it."
"Sure," Krillin said. He went over to the nearest of the babies, which was Trunks, and picked him up. So big Trunks went ahead and picked up little Ranch. Vegeta suddenly began to glare at him, and silently followed them.
Upstairs they ran into Chi-Chi, who Bulma for some reason had picked up from Kame House on her way back to Capsule Corp. "There you are," she said sweetly, holding two bottles. When the babies were put on the ground by some toys, Chi- Chi gave the bottles to the babies, saying, "Dinnertime!" Chi-Chi stayed with the babies with a big smile on her face, while Krillin and Trunks went to the TV.
As Trunks flipped through the channels, he was amazed at the selection. Krillin couldn't help but laugh and tell him how Ranch had that same reaction. Vegeta sulked in the corner, where he continued glaring, his gaze going between his grown son, and then to the babies that were once more playing together after having eaten. The more Vegeta fixated on it, the angrier he grew. The grown girl's insolence, Raditz delaying his training, Kakarot getting in his way, Cell so thoroughly beating Vegeta, and also the boy—the lack of pride the boy was showing by being so close to the girl!
All his frustration was boiling upwards, and Vegeta's breaking point was reached as he watched his baby son getting along so well with that wretch's daughter! "BOY!"
Trunks looked over in surprise. "What is it, dad?"
"I've had enough!" he said, advancing on Trunks.
"Of what?" Trunks asked, completely bewildered where his anger suddenly came from.
"You are of the elite! Born from the highest class of warriors!" Vegeta told him. Krillin and Chi-Chi watched the scene in shock, and the babies curiously looked over at source of the disturbance. "Yet you have the gall to associate yourself in such a manner with the daughter of low class scum! I am telling you right now that I will not stand for—"
In that instant Trunks had shut him up by punching him in the gut. Retracting his fist and sending Vegeta reeling back a few steps, Trunks stared daggers at him. "Let's take this outside." Recovering, Vegeta followed Trunks outside to the balcony and upwards into the red evening sky. Krillin and Chi-Chi ran outside onto the balcony, gripping the railing as they looked up.
"Seems like I have some lessons I have to teach you," said Vegeta.
"All I know is I'm tired of you badmouthing my girlfriend, so I'm just going to let my fists do the talking," Trunks replied hotly, going Super Saiyan.
Vegeta also transformed, saying, "Yes, and when I win—"
"We're here to punch each other, dad, not determine a winner!" Trunks cried. He charged forward, and Vegeta did as well.
Both their punches landed on the other's face, and from there they began to trade blow after blow. They phased in and out, disappearing and reappearing in different parts of the sky. Trunks kicked Vegeta. Vegeta kneed Trunks. As Trunks spun around he landed an elbow on Vegeta's face. Krillin was amazed at the speed that the two were going as he watched them from the ground. Each hit that landed seemed to send out a shockwave.
Bulma eventually came running up and stopped behind Chi-Chi and Krillin on the balcony, looking up at the ongoing fight. "The whole house is shaking. What's happening with them?" she demanded of Krillin.
"Uh, you see…"
After Krillin quickly explained it to her, she became infuriated and shouted up at them, "GET THE HELL DOWN HERE!" When neither seemed to hear her, she growled, and ran back inside to make her way down to the lawn.
The two went at it for a little longer, when Trunks kicked Vegeta higher up in the air. Looking down at his son, Vegeta let out a yell and flew back down at him. Trunks tried to block whatever Vegeta threw at him, but instead Vegeta managed to grab Trunks and they hurtled downwards. Just before they were to hit the ground, Vegeta intended to throw down Trunks, who grabbed onto Vegeta in order to take him with him. As a result the both of them hit the ground hard, creating a sizeable crater.
Vegeta and Trunks both got up, heavily panting to catch their breath. Just as they both raised their fists and were about to start again, Bulma bellowed, "STOP RIGHT THERE!" They both abruptly stopped and gawked as Bulma stormed up to them.
"What do you want?" Vegeta asked harshly. "Can't you see we're in the middle of—?"
"Shut up," she cut in, entering the crater.
"Mom," Trunks started. "I—"
"Trunks, I need to talk to your father in private," she interrupted.
"But, mom—"
"Trunks. Go." Bulma gave him the glare that had always sent a shiver down his spine.
"Right," Trunks quickly complied, powering down. Trunks jumped and landed on the balcony by Krillin. From that vantage point, Trunks saw Bulma unleash a verbal onslaught in Vegeta's face. At first, Vegeta just crossed his arms and started back at her in defiance. But it wasn't long before the expression on his face showed some give, as he tried not to recoil. Then he powered down from Super Saiyan, as he finally broke eye contact. Trunks couldn't help but be in awe as his mother was in complete control of the situation, and how she handled Vegeta.
When Bulma was finally done telling off Vegeta, she turned her back on him and marched back into the building, leaving him behind stiff and stone-faced.
"Wow," Trunks said.
"Tell me about it," Krillin agreed.
Chi-Chi giggled. "It takes a special kind of woman to deal with a Saiyan."
"You can say that again." Blonde Launch showed up behind them, and asked, "So what was all that about?"
"What the heck was that about?" Gohan had also asked, bewildered as he stared over the edge of the lookout. "You'd think after being beaten by Cell earlier today they wouldn't be looking for a fight so soon."
Piccolo said, "Its Vegeta, Gohan. He'll take any excuse to fight to restore his pride, even if it's against his son."
"And besides, they're probably just needed to vent after they lost the way they did," Goku reasoned.
"Well whatever it was about hopefully they got it out of their system and won't kill each other," Gohan said. "It's not like we have Dragon Balls to wish them back with."
"Hmm…Dragon Balls," Goku said thoughtfully. "Piccolo, any chance you and Kami can separate again so that we can get the Dragon Balls back?"
"No," Piccolo answered. "Once we reunited that was it, no going back."
"Yeah, I figured." Goku then asked, "Well, what if we get another Namekian? Could getting another guardian restore them?"
"Hey, yeah!" Gohan said excitedly. "Would that work, Mr. Piccolo?"
"That should work, but we don't know where they are," said Piccolo. "And we don't exactly have the time to find them."
"That's okay; I can just use my Instant Transmission. And I might as well do this now since we still have over half a day before Raditz and Ranch get out of the chamber." Goku placed his two fingers to his forehead and began to concentrate. He tried to sense energy similar to Piccolo's out in the cosmos, but in the end he couldn't sense anything. "Nothing. I wonder if King Kai can help." Goku concentrated again and teleported away.
Later that evening, Goku returned with Dende. Gohan and Dende were excited by their reunion, and afterwards Dende managed to reactivate the Earth's old Dragon Balls, with the added benefit of adding wishes to them.
The next morning, Cell had picked out the location for the tournament. After clearing out the area, and building the arena, Cell went to a city to find a TV station.
Back at Capsule Corp Trunks was the only one keeping an eye on the TV, while Vegeta was still acting mollified, and Krillin was eating a meal prepared by the talents of Chi-Chi and blue-haired Launch. Just as they were about to call everyone else to eat, there was a disturbance on the TV.
Cell appeared on screen, causing a massive panic at the station. When the camera was placed on him, Cell began to explain to the world about the upcoming Cell Games, and invited all the world's strongest fighters to come challenge him. And if they all lose then the all of humanity would be destroyed.
"And just to show how serious I am," Cell said, raising his arm behind him. He blew a hole through the wall, which also destroyed the portion of the city in that direction. "That was only a sample of what you will be facing." Cell then flew outside though the wall and flew away, leaving behind a terrified world.