Several hours later, Vegeta woke up because he could feel Trunks and Goten on their way to the house. He looked down at Bulma who was resting her head on his chest and slowly shook her. She slowly opened her eyes, not really wanting to move from this comfortable spot. "What is it?"

"The boys are on their way here, its best we get up and go downstairs to meet them. Besides, I'm starving and you can get dinner ready for the four of us." He said as he put his clothing back on.

"Fine I'll be down in a few minutes. I'm probably a mess and not going to leave this room until I look decent."

"Whatever you want, I'll see you downstairs then" Vegeta proceeded to leave the room and head down to the living room. He was so bored out of his mind. He really didn't care to watch television, nothing on it was ever interesting enough to keep his attention. He would make it seem like he liked the different shows Bulma would put on for the sake of just getting to rest with her on the couch. He never liked to admit it but he loved spending time with his wife, especially after what had happened a few years ago. Yes he still loved to train, it was something he would never get sick of, but the respect of having his life and his family was so greatly built after the horrible occurrence of Buu being around. He didn't want to seem like he was weak but he really never wanted to lose his family again. Bulma and Trunks loved him no matter what. They were always there for him. His son carried on his genetics and he was still into his training even though there's no threat on his planet. He respected his son for his constant training and the fact that he also did very well with his schooling. Bulma was amazing, though again he would not ever completely show it. But Bulma had a way of knowing just by looking at him in the eyes, which he hated greatly. Apparently after the long years they have grown together, it had formed some kind of ability to know what was going through his mind bye looking at his eyes. She explained once that that is what happens when married couples are together for a long time, yet he still couldn't place her correctly all the time, especially during her special time of the month.

He sat down on his recliner and propped his legs up waiting for the boys to come bursting through the door. Vegeta could judge the distance and they had about five more minutes of peace for the house until the two trouble makers made it back. He could also sense Bulma coming downstairs, so he decided to meet her at the bottom. He wanted to display one more moment of gratitude for her invention for him while no one was around. Just as she stepped off the bottom stair, Vegeta quickly scooped her up towards his chest and gave her a long kiss on the lips. At first she was taken aback by surprise but then gave into Vegeta's kiss and started to kiss him back. She started to blush some because it was rare of him to show much affection outside of their bedroom. When he pulled away from her they looked into each other's eyes.

"I love you too, Vegeta." Bulma said and pecked him on the cheek. It was Vegeta's turn to blush a little bit. "So how much longer till the duo is here?"

"Any moment now, you might want to start dinner." He answered right before his stomach growled.

With a laugh Bulma went into the kitchen and starting preparing food. She was so happy that they had plenty of easy to make oven food. And with the updates to the kitchen it made it very easy for her to prepare plenty of food for her saiyan husband and son, not to mention the extra saiyan coming over to eat tonight.

Up above the kitchen she heard a huge crash and then Vegeta screaming. "Damn you two kids! What the fuck do you two think you are doing?" Deciding that Vegeta could handle the situation better than she could, she continued to get the food prepared. She had about half of it done already and didn't want to ruin the rest of dinner.

Upstairs Trunks and Goten had crashed through the wall of the upstairs where the guest bedrooms were. The boys were fighting about who reached the house first when Vegeta burst through the door, three rooms down from where they entered the side of the house.

"Uh, hi dad." Trunks said as he stood up real fast and Goten followed. "Hello Mr. Vegeta."

Vegeta stood still for several moments, mulling over the many things he could do to these two boys. He already had a hunch of what had happened. These two were always seeing who was better, kind of like Vegeta and Goku, but that didn't mean that they could go and destroy the house. "You two better have an excellent reason for destroying our household because if you do not there will be great punishment on both of you."

"Well you see dad, we were just trying to get home." Trunks started.

"And we didn't want to be out too late because we know you parents don't like us out in the dark" Goten continued.

"We left late, and we just wanted to be back before the sun was down." Trunks added.

"You could have called to let us know you were running late or asked to have your mother or I come out to get the two of you. So that story does not pass as a good excuse. Would you like to try again or would you like to know what your punishment is?" Vegeta retaliated.

This time Goten talked first. "Maybe it would just be better if I called for my dad to come pick me up. We didn't mean to cause any trouble. We were just seeing who was fast…."

Trunks dove on top of Goten. "Goten! You weren't supposed to say that!"

"Really, is that why you two found it necessary to crash the house? And no Goten you are mine for punishment tonight. By you coming home with my son, I'm guessing you were going to spend the night and I'm pretty sure that your parents would like the time alone." He said looking at the boys as they started to hang their heads. "Now go downstairs, your mother has made our dinner and it seems about done. Later I will deal with the mess you two have made."

The boys moved quickly to get past Vegeta as he stood there watching them walk by with his arms crossed. He inspected everything that was destroyed. It really wasn't anything more than the walls crashed thru, one antique dress was in pieces (which he knew Bulma was going to flip about), and one of the mattresses was destroyed. Otherwise everything else was pretty okay, just debris everywhere. He certainly wasn't going to clean any of this up. Turning around, Vegeta went downstairs to meet everyone at the kitchen table.

Bulma had everything arranged on the table neatly, plates, silverware, glasses, napkins, and plates of food piled high. She was sitting at one end of the table and Vegeta took his place at the other. The boys were sitting opposite each other on the sides of the table and were looking down with a slight smile on their faces. Bulma was always allowed to get her plate first since she ate the least amount and if everyone else went first there would be nothing left. Once she made it clear that she had gotten everything that she wanted the other three dug in. It was more like a wrestling match to see who could get the most food in their possession. Bulma would try to ignore them the best she could but it never seemed to fail, their incredible amounts of food they ate always seemed to gross her out. Vegeta had always had manners while eating, and he taught etiquette to his son as well, but the amount of food and the quickness they ate it in is what was so horrible.

After dinner was done, Bulma set the robots to clean up the mess and she decided to go down to her lab to start to figure out how to get some of the GR repaired in a timely fashion. While she did that, Vegeta took the boys upstairs to have them start on their punishment. First they were to fix the hole leading to the outside world, after that they were to fix the inside walls. Vegeta had a robot bring all the supplies they would need for the repair and a set of instructions. Goten looked at them like he had no idea what to do with it, but Trunks was very smart at reading blue prints and took charge in the event. The plan started to backfire when Vegeta heard the boys laughing and having fun fixing the walls. Occasionally he would hear Trunks yell at Goten for putting something the wrong way but for the most part they were getting everything fixed the correct way. The punishment had to be worse but Vegeta wasn't worries about it for now. They had four walls to do and he left them to it for now.

Around midnight, Bulma came up from her lab rubbing her eyes. She went to the kitchen to grab a cookie to eat before heading up to bed. She was surprised to see Vegeta with his head on the table sleeping. She came up from behind him and kissed him on the neck. This of course startled him and he quickly turned and grabbed her defensively. His eyes were still squinting some when she put one of her hands on his cheeks. "Good morning sunshine" She giggles, "maybe we should go up to bed. I'm exhausted. You go tell the boys that they can be done for the evening and you can get them up nice and early to work on it some more."

Vegeta let go of Bulma and grunted. He kissed her on the cheek and without any words he walked up stairs, down the corridor, and up another flight of stairs. Going into the first room he was surprised to see that the outside wall was completely whole and painted and the second wall was almost there. 'That boy has a lot of his mother's brains that is for sure.' He thought as he heard Trunks yet again bossing Goten about their next move. He walked into the second room and looked at the boys. They both stopped what they were doing and waited for Vegeta to say something.

"You two have done enough for tonight. Tomorrow you will be up and working on this all day long. Do you understand me?" Both of the boys nodded and started to walk to the door. Vegeta grabbed Trunks' by the arm to stop him for a moment. Trunks turned around and looked at his father. "Don't make too much sleep tonight while playing with Goten okay? I don't think your mother would appreciate not getting any sleep because of you guys tearing apart the house. Your video games are fine to play with but no leaving your room unless it's for taking a piss."

"Okay dad, I understand. Is mom in her bedroom? I was wanting to tell her goodnight."

"Yes she said she was going to head to bed but I'd say come in about five minutes okay." Vegeta said and then let his son leave the room first.

A few minutes later there was a light knocking on the door, and Vegeta answered it. "Woman, your son is here to say goodnight."

Bulma came out of the bathroom with a towel in her hand as she finished drying her face. Glaring at Vegeta as she approached Trunks, "really do you have to call me woman, knock it off asshole." She said as she walked by and punched him in the shoulder. Giving her son a hug and a kiss on the cheek, they exchanged goodnights and I love you's. Bulma gave Vegeta a look and he sighed and walked towards Trunks. He bent down and gave him a hug. Very quietly Vegeta whispered in Trunks' ear, "I love you, sleep well my son." Trunks squeezed a little tighter and then let go.

"Goodnight" Trunks stated as he ran off down the hall.

Closing the door, Vegeta turned to his wife. "Do you have to make me say that to him every night?"

"Yes because he needs to know that and I know you enjoy it."

"I do not." He said as he flopped onto his side of the bed.

"Don't lie to me, Vegeta. I know you like it because of the way you say it to him, and the look in your eyes. It's the same look I get when you say it to me silently." She said as she turned out the lights. "I love you Vegeta, goodnight."

She positioned herself on his chest and fell asleep. After Vegeta was able to sense she was completely asleep, he wrapped his arms around her and whispered, "I love you too, Bulma."

Down the hall, the light was still on. Goten and Trunks were playing the new shooting game that Bulma and created for them to play. It was the invention that she had to come up with while making the robots for Vegeta. There were helmets that they were and it created the reality they were actually being shot at and not staring at the television. The boys were having so much fun, they both feel asleep with the helmets still on their heads around 5am.