"Guys, this is a stupid."

Goku and Piccolo turned to Chi Chi in shock. The Saiyan tilted his head, "What do you mean, Chi?"

The human took in the scene in front of her. Goku was currently wearing a bikini bottom over the pants of his gi, while Piccolo wielded a paintbrush and was delicately coloring red circles onto the bathing suit bottoms. The housewife sighed, "I mean, look at what you're doing!"

Piccolo's expression and ears fell in defeat, "Look, I don't think my painting is that bad. I thought it was really starting to come together." Goku peered over his shoulder to look at his rival's work.

"Wow Piccolo! I think it looks great! Maybe add a bit more highlight on the top to really capture that round baboon butt look." Piccolo nodded and got back to painting.

"Uh, hello?!" Chi Chi reminded them, "Did neither of you hear what I said?! This is stupid! Why would a Saiyan be attracted to a baboon's butt?"

"Maybe girl Saiyans had butts like that. Have you ever met a girl Saiyan? How can you be so sure that they didn't?" Goku countered.

Chi Chi crossed her arms, "Okay… but how am I supposed to get Bulma to wear something so ridiculous?"

"That's your part of the plan. You don't tell me how to do my job, and I won't tell you how to do yours" Piccolo growled, still sore from Chi Chi's alleged insult to his artwork.

"Chi, just believe me on this one. Vegeta is an alien. You have to think outside the box! And since Piccolo and I are both aliens too, I think you can trust us on this. Look, we're even going to make you one!" Goku nodded in the direction of another bikini. The human groaned and face palmed.

"Whatever. I'll see what I can do. I guess I shouldn't complain. It's nice to see you taking a break from training."

Eventually they finished painting Bulma's bathing suit and Goku shimmied out of it, moving onto the next bikini. He turned to his wife, "You wanna model this one?"

Chi Chi shook her head, "No Goku, you have the nicest butt for modeling. You can do it"

Goku beamed, "Nice."

"Are you seriously trying to tell me that this is the latest fashion on Mount Paozu?" Bulma lifted a brow at the unique item of clothing her friend was insisting she wear. The suit was a typical navy blue bikini- outside of the bright red circles adorning the rear.

Chi Chi nodded enthusiastically, wearing an identical bathing suit; however, her circles were noticeably smaller. You don't want to steal the attention from Bulma, so she gets the bigger baboon butt, Goku had insisted. Chi Chi forced a smile as she swore to make her husband pay later.

Bulma stared at the clothing for a few seconds before tossing it onto her bed and walking over to her closet, "I think I'll just wear something of my own! Thanks though!"

The heiress started rummaging through her clothes as Chi Chi panicked, "Wait, why?! Do you not like it or something?" the housewife feigned offense, pouting at her friend to drive her point home.

"N-no! I like it! It's… really different. I just have my own suits to wear, you know? I appreciate it, I really do…"

There was an awkward silence. Chi Chi considered just letting it go. After all, she found the plan stupid in the first place.

However, what her husband had said about Vegeta being an alien and thinking outside the box had stuck with the housewife. Goku was a Saiyan like Vegeta, and she wasn't. If he was confident in this strange little plan, why should she question him? Who knows, maybe it will actually work!

It was time to bring out the big guns.

Chi Chi buried her face in her hands and let out a theatrical wail, causing Bulma to whip around at the sudden change in behavior, "Oh I knew you would hate it! Why did I think I could ever design cute clothes?! I'm such a fool!"

Bulma stared at the other woman with wide eyes, "You designed this?" Chi Chi nodded, still covering her face in shame and Bulma rushed over to comfort her friend, wrapping her arms around the housewife and sitting them down on her bed. "Chi Chi, it's not a bad outfit at all! You're like, super talented!"

The raven-haired woman sniffed and wiped at her eyes, "I've just been so lonely and stressed with the boys training all the time and the imminent apocalypse approaching… I guess I just wanted to try something fun and new!" Chi Chi took a tissue that Bulma was offering, loudly blowing her nose into it, "Plus it's still so hard for me to find clothes that fit. Do you know how much a half-Saiyan baby ruins your body? Those little monsters are never full and the weight you gain never goes away… N-not that you should never have a Saiyan baby! They're wonderful, really!"

Bulma frowned, "Is that why you wanted to come over and workout the other day?"

"Huh? Oh yea… sure."

Bulma sighed and smiled gently, "Chi Chi, I'll wear the bathing suit. The more I look at it the more… unique it gets! It's the… cutest!"

The housewife jumped up to her feet, now beaming at her friend, "Alright great! You change into that and I'll go wait by the pool." Chi Chi strutted out of the room, practically leaving Bulma with whiplash at how fast her mood had changed. Before she walked out of the door, Chi Chi turned around to address the heiress, "Oh, and Bulma? For Kami's sake, run a comb through your hair."

Bulma self-consciously ran her fingers through her hair as she was left alone in her room.

Vegeta emerged from the now-broken gravity chamber, and immediately wanted to retreat back inside despite the state it was in.

Kakarot's human woman was here again. She never seemed to leave this place nowadays, and anytime her and Kakarot were around something idiotic was bound to happen. The prince decided that the best thing to do was to ignore the harpy from now on. It seemed that she and the woman were taking advantage of the abnormally warm day by spending time near the swimming pool.

…Which meant that the blue-haired wench was probably wearing some obscene outfit. The Saiyan's mind had already been clouded with thoughts of the woman ever since their time at the animal prison. He really didn't need a vulgar image of her in his head as well. The best course of action was to avoid the human for now and order her to fix the Gravity Chamber when she was… less distracting. In the meantime, he would find the blonde human and ask- no, demand- that she prepare a meal for him. She always agreed to, as according to her, no one else appreciated her culinary talents.

The prince prepared to take the scenic route around the compound to avoid the women when he felt a particular ki approaching Capsule Corporation. It took him a moment to place it, but when he did it elicit an involuntary growl from the Saiyan.

He turned around in an abrupt change of plans, and headed the other direction.

The two ladies were settled into their lounge chairs with drinks, magazines, and a radio playing when Bulma noticed a shadow descending from above them. She grinned.

"Look who it is! Hey Yamcha!"

"Yamcha?!" Chi Chi shrieked, donning a pair of sunglasses and looking up to confirm the news.

Sure enough, a certain former-bandit landed in front of them, wearing an orange gi and a large lopsided grin.

"Hey ladies! Wow, you two are looking good! Nice bathing suits!" Chi Chi almost fell out of her chair at that.

Bulma giggled, "Well Chi Chi made them, so compliments to her… What have you been up to? It's been a while."

Yamcha beamed at the heiress, "Well, you know, I've just been busy training. Been moving around a lot- usually staying at Roshi's with Krillin. I even trained with Tien and Chiaotzu a few times! But I just wanted to stop by and make sure you were doing okay."

Chi Chi watched in horror as Bulma and Yamcha both prattled on, exchanging laughs and even hugging each other once. This was not how this day was supposed to go.

"So, uh…" Yamcha began glancing around the area as if looking for someone, "How's Vegeta been…"

Bulma rolled her eyes, "I wouldn't know. I've barely seen him in days. He acts so antisocial sometimes… Speak of the devil!"

The Saiyan in question was stomping towards their group, looking as disgruntled as ever. Ignoring both Yamcha and Chi Chi, he approached Bulma.

"The Gravity Room is broken."

There was an uncomfortable silence as the human and Saiyan glared at each other. Finally Bulma spoke up.

"Is that your version of asking me to fix it? Well tough luck, prince of all assholes. I'm obviously busy so you can wait until later!"

"Busy?! You call lounging around in the sun 'being busy'?! What are you, a reptile?!"

"Hey man!" Yamcha interjected, "We've all been busy worrying about the androids. I think we're allowed to relax every once in a while!"

Vegeta's attention turned to Yamcha, much to the human's dismay, "I barely even noticed you over there, weakling. It seems you've been doing an awful lot of 'relaxing' lately, considering your power level has barely improved since we last met. Does the continued existence of your planet mean nothing to you?"

Yamcha dug his nails into his palms, trying to stay calm in the presence of the antagonistic Saiyan. He opened his mouth to argue further before Bulma stepped in between the two.

"Vegeta shut your trap! I'm not fixing your stupid little workout room until I feel like it! So if you want to keep training go find a wasteland to tear up or something until I'm ready!"

Vegeta glared at her, the scientist barely picking up the way his eyes darted between her and Yamcha. Crossing his arms, he finally spoke up.

"I'm not leaving until you fix it."

Yamcha groaned from behind Bulma as she prepared to further argue with her alien guest when an unexpected voice spoke up.

"Just let him stay. He's not hurting anything. The more the merrier, right?" Chi Chi addressed the group as she thumbed through a magazine.

Bulma rolled her eyes once again, "Fine. Wait around here like a big fat baby," she stomped back over to her own lounge chair, plopping down onto it and putting her feet up, "but you're going to be waiting an awful long time, badman."

After Bulma's small rant to Vegeta, the group proceeded to experience the galaxy's most uncomfortable get together to ever come into existence. Chi Chi was furious to have her plans thwarted by Yamcha, who was fuming at Vegeta, who was intent on pissing off Bulma, who was currently able to find a reason to be angry with each one of her friends.

Yamcha was sitting backwards in his seat, his chin resting in his folded arms as he drummed a set of fingers against his bicep. He glanced between the still-standing Vegeta and the two girls still sprawled out in the sun. He sighed.

"So uh… you two must have a lot going on today, huh?"

Chi Chi shook her head, "Not at all. I have all day to be here!" There was no way she would allow Yamcha alone time to try to make a move on Bulma.

"I'll leave when my Gravity Room is fixed." Vegeta added, who had remained standing with his arms crossed. The prince was glaring at the blue-haired woman who continued to shun the Saiyan.

Yamcha was done seething and jumped to her defense, "Why don't you fix your own stupid gravity ship or whatever? Bulma isn't your freaking slave! Do something for yourself!" Vegeta's eyes lit up at the opportunity to further irritate the human, but Chi Chi shut down the Saiyan with another interruption.

"I know! Why don't we watch a movie?" the housewife asked in an almost condescending way. It was the same voice she used for Gohan when he was a toddler.

"Yes, please." Bulma agreed, already out of her seat and gathering her things, "Maybe you two will finally shut up then." She turned to walk back into her house with the others following close behind, each one with their own secret agenda.

When they reached one of Capsule Corp's entertainment rooms, Bulma instructed the others to pick out a movie while she went and made popcorn. The heiress stood waiting by the microwave for a bag to finish popping when she felt a presence creep up on her. She groaned in annoyance.

"God, Vegeta. You're worse than the cat when someone opens a can." She turned around to scowl at the Saiyan leaning his back against the doorway, "Would you leave me alone for five seconds? I won't fix your stupid toy until you learn to behave!"

Vegeta simply continued to stand where he was, staring vacantly at the ground and ignoring Bulma. The heiress shook her head, 'What is going on in that thick skull of his?'

The scientist turned back to her task when a brilliant idea dawned on her. "Here, come make yourself useful!" She skipped over to Vegeta and dragged him over to the microwave. The human held his hand with his palm facing up and placed a bag of popcorn on it. She smiled, "Do you think you can heat this up so that it cooks?"

The prince raised an eyebrow at her, before summoning enough ki in his hand to make the bag swell up with a single pop. The human squealed in delight as she took the bag and placed another in his hand, demanding him to repeat the process.

The fact that this is what his phenomenal power was amounting to these days should have bothered Vegeta, but for some reason, he continued to appease the charmed human woman.

'This is agony.'

Yamcha sat alone on the couch, staring at the chick flick that was dominating the Briefs' oversized TV screen. The movie that Chi Chi had stubbornly chosen was something about high school drama, boyfriends, and extremely unfriendly girls. Honestly, he hadn't been paying much attention.

The problem, however, was less about the choice of movie and more about the fact that Vegeta seemed to actually enjoy it. His interest in the film- in addition to the fact that he was holding the single, enormous bowl of popcorn- had earned the Saiyan the attention of both Bulma and Chi Chi, who were huddled up on each side of him.

"Finally, a human film that I can enjoy. This is way better than that garbage you tried to show me previously." Bulma had attempted to introduce the prince to the action genre of film, thinking he would enjoy the violence and fighting. Instead he complained about the cheap effects and 'having to watch a bunch of weaklings fight other weaklings.'

However, it seemed that the political intrigue and manipulation of high school reminded the Saiyan a lot of the time he spent in the Frieza Force; while there wasn't as much death or violence, there was an adequate amount of backstabbing and deviousness.

"Sheesh," Chi Chi shuddered as the antagonist of the film revealed her plans to 'ruin the protagonist's high school life.' "This makes me glad I was homeschooled."

Bulma nodded, reaching for more popcorn, "This makes me glad I almost always skipped school."

"I don't understand you humans. The main female stole the other female's property without even making sure she was dead first. This is a great lesson on the pitfalls of being merciful."

Bulma raised an eyebrow at the Saiyan, "Property? What property?"

"The male the two women are interested in, obviously!"

"Vegeta, that teenager is not their property. That is the nice girl's boyfriend and the evil girl's ex."

"It was clear that they were mated. If they were Saiyans they would belong to each other. You don't just take another Saiyan's mate without facing repercussions. That's why the fight to the death is so crucial." Vegeta shook his head as if it were obvious.

Chi Chi blinked at that violent piece of information, "On Earth we just agree to breakup. Well, that's the ideal way to do it, at least."

Vegeta paused and turned to Bulma, "Is that how you and scar face over there ended things?"

'Death would be preferable to this.' Yamcha thought to himself. He would know, he had experienced it before.

"Shh! This is the best part!" Bulma dismissed the question and turned everyone's attention back to the movie.

The movie ended with the downfall of the antagonist, whose defeat was due to her closest friends turning their backs on her and helping the protagonist instead. In the end, everyone agreed to be friends again and to live in peace for the rest of high school.

Vegeta scoffed at that, "Well the ending was disappointing, but there were a few valuable lessons in there. That woman should have never relied completely on her lackeys in the first place. Trusting her friends was a foolish move."

Bulma crossed her arms, "That's the lesson you learned?! I think we might have watched two different movies."

Yamcha, thrilled that this experience was now over, announced his departure. As he walked out of the entertainment room and onto one of Capsule Corp.'s many balconies, Bulma followed closely behind before addressing her old friend.

"Yamcha… Thanks for coming over to visit. Sorry we didn't get to talk much." Bulma blushed as Yamcha beamed down at her.

"Hey, B, it's no big deal! Listen, I'll be sure stop by again soon. Maybe just the two of us can hang out, ya know? Like old times."

Bulma returned his smile, "Yea… that could be really nice."

The two embraced before Yamcha took off into the night sky. Chi Chi and Vegeta both let out a sigh of relief from inside the room, witnessing the departure of the former-bandit through a large window.

Chi Chi joined her friend outside, "Well, I guess I'm going to take off too!" After a quick phone call, Goku popped into existence in front of the two ladies.

"Hey guys! How was your day? How's Vegeta, Bulma?"

Bulma shrugged, "It was fine. We just relaxed by the pool and watched a movie. Also… he's fine, I guess?"

Goku laughed as Chi Chi hooked her arm around his own, "Did you like the bathing suit Chi Chi brought you? I gotta say, I think I wore it better than the both of you two combined!"

"…You what?"

Goku laughed again, "See ya, Bulma!" Then the couple vanished.

'Saiyans… what the hell is with them?' Bulma wondered to herself. Speaking of Saiyans, Vegeta was probably still throwing his little temper tantrum over his precious Gravity Chamber. The scientist wandered back inside.

"Look Vegeta, I'll take a look at your stupid gravity machine tomorrow morning. Right now I'm too… tired?" Bulma glanced around the room, the Saiyan surprisingly nowhere to be seen after he had just been stalking her for hours.

Bulma sighed, 'Again- what the hell is wrong with Saiyans?'