The Talk
Drabble by: Sarah Slutz
Chichi could not believe the nerve of Bulma, pulling her away for a "private girl talk" right smack in the middle of her wedding, and she told her so.
"But Chichi, this is very important and your whirl wind courtship happened so fast after the Budokai I didn't get a chance before. Now, you have to listen closely because you don't really know Goku. You have no idea what you're getting into."
Chichi frowned in consternation. "What do you mean?"
"Did you know he had never even seen a girl before in his life until he was twelve years old?"
"Well I…knew he was very naïve but…"
Bulma smirked superiorly, "Hah, I knew it. Girl, you have no idea…"
Chichi stamped her foot, still being careful not to damage her lovely new white shoes that went with her late mother's gorgeous wedding gown.
"I have no time for this, this is my beautiful wedding day."
"And if you don't listen to me," Bulma warned, "It won't be a beautiful wedding night."
Chichi gritted her teeth but stood silent as Bulma started chattering. Phrases like "he doesn't even know how it works", "no experience", "it will most likely hurt like a mother", "you'll need lots of lubrication" and many others were being liberally sprinkled into the fast monologue. Chichi blushed in earnest. Sure, she knew about the basics after reading a book specially for this day, but Bulma was going into much greater detail than she would have ever imagined.
"So in conclusion my friend, you are going to have to jump him," Bulma said, tossing her hair.
Goku's young new bride gulped.