𝗧𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗜𝗻 𝗦𝗮𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗻 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗲; 𝗚𝗼𝗸𝘂 𝘅 𝗩𝗲𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗮

"I Did Warn You, Vegeta!"

Aperitive, luscious, mouth-watering: a luxury banquet of Earth's finest dishes were laid out on Lord Beerus' lengthy dining table. Silver plates rested upon the polished marble, inviting the ravenous Saiyans in with their heavenly aromas.

Goku's stomach rumbled as drool spilled from his lips. "Can we dig in now, Whis?" He asked, desperately trying to control himself from diving onto the table and swallowing everything.

"You must both take a seat first before eating," Whis ordered. "Please, try not make such a mess." His comment was mostly aimed at Goku, who was already rushing to his seat. Whis tapped his staff on the ground, summoning a napkin to rest under Goku's chin as soon as he started eating as a precaution.

Vegeta was scoffing too, though, he had a lot less debris flying out his mouth than Goku. I may be a full blooded saiyan, but I'm not a pig.

"That hit the spot!" Goku patted his stomach as a cacophonous belch left his lips- much to Vegeta's disgust. "Thanks Whis!"

Vegeta wiped his mouth with a napkin he stole from Goku before rising from his seat. "We've finished our chores. What's our next task?"

Whis chuckled; "My, my... aren't we impatient?"

"Can we start training now?!" Goku chirped, rushing over to the angel.

"You've forgotten a chore, Vegeta." Whis stated, ignoring Goku. "You both still haven't changed Lord Beerus' sheets." Whis couldn't help but chuckle at the clear annoyance Vegeta displayed. Such a short temper.

"How are we supposed to do that?" Goku rubbed the back of his neck as he queried.

"Vegeta is a natural at it," Whis was aware of the slight ego boost the prince received from his words. "He should be able to teach you."

"You can figure out on your own, Kakarot." Vegeta dismissed the other, attempting to walk away, but Whis was already ahead of him.

"Where do you think you're going, hm?" Whis couldn't hold back his smile, "Both of you are to do this task, that's if you actually would like to train tomorrow?" He watched Vegeta mentally debate to himself.

Sighing, Vegeta turned to face Goku; "Fine. I'll teach you," The way Goku's face lit up sickened the prince. "But if you do it wrong, I won't hesitate to hit you." He threatened.

Goku just laughed. "Hehe. Just don't hit my stomach, Vegeta."

"Hn." Was all Vegeta responded with before showing Goku the way to Lord Beerus' sleeping chambers.

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"Woahhh!" Goku gasped, eyes wandering the place in awe, examining the floating hourglasses.

Vegeta slapped his gloved hand over his mouth in order to shut him up. "Be quiet, idiot!" He yelled in a whisper.

"Whoops! Sorry!" Goku tittered.

Scoffing, Vegeta made his way to Beerus' bed with Goku following behind. They both stood beside the edge of the bed, barely touching the golden frame.

"That's weird..." Goku trailed off. "Beerus isn't here..."

"He's probably woken up already," Vegeta answered. "Which is a good thing, because you have no control over the volume of your voice - and we both know how clumsy you are."

"Hey!" Goku defended, clearly proving the prince's point of being unable to control his volume, "I'm not clumsy!" He crossed his arms and pouted his lips.

Vegeta sighed and passed the neatly folded, freshly washed sheets to Goku; "Just shut your mouth and hold these." After his hands were free, he proceeded to strip the circular bed's used sheets, tossing them onto the rock they're both currently standing on.

He pulled the fresh scented, scarlet fabric from Goku's hands - which almost made him drop the blanket. Vegeta spread the sheet out before stuffing it in the frame, repeating this until the fabric was secure.

Goku mentally took notes as he watched closely at the way Vegeta removed wrinkles with his hands. "Can I put the blanket on now?!" He chirped, only for the prince to snatch it from his hands.

"Of course not! You'll mess it up!"

Goku furrowed his brows, "No I won't!" He reached for the blanket, but his hands were swatted away.

Vegeta smirked as he flashed the blanket around for Goku to grab, but he struggled due to the prince constantly tricking the other. "Is Earth's hero struggling to grab a blanket all because he's having a paddy ?" Vegeta mused.

"I'm not-" Goku cut himself off once he noticed the whining tone in his voice. Goku cleared his throat; "I'm not having a paddy, Vegeta!" He yelled before shoving the prince, causing him to stumble.

"Don't fucking shove me!"

"Who's having a paddy now?!" Goku laughed wildly. But his advance in their bickering had been cut short by a fist harshly striking his gut.

At first, Vegeta was proud of his strike, but then he remembered Goku's words from earlier...

"Hehe. Just don't hit my stomach, Vegeta."

A foul stench hit his nose followed by the sound of a balloon deflating. Vegeta pinched his nose in order to block any more of the nauseating scent from harming his sense of smell even further. "You're absolutely disgusting, Kakarot!" He gagged. "Control yourself!"

"I did warn you, Vegeta!" Goku grinned, rubbing under his nose. "That's what you get!"

While Goku had a pleased expression on his face, Vegeta's eyes widened in horror once he noticed that Goku had been sitting on Beerus' once fresh seats during their argument. "Kakarot! You disgusting pig!" Vegeta scolded. "You just had to do it on Lord Beerus' clean sheets?!"

Goku glanced down before shrugging. "You're the one who punched me in my gut, so it's your fault."

Vegeta gritted his teeth as he rubbed his throbbing temples. "Just put the blanket down so we can leave! It reeks in here!" He watched Goku fumble with the shamrock fabric.

Goku was smiling to himself; Who knew Vegeta would react like that over a fart? Hehe, I should do it more often if he's gonna act that funny. He glanced over at Vegeta who was still covering his nose from the lingering smell.