Compromise

Date Night

It was a beautiful sunny Friday afternoon. Chi-Chi picked up Goten and Trunks from school in her hover car, ignoring the looks from other moms at the pick up zone.

"How was school?" She asked as the both teens put their seatbelts on.

"Meh, it was okay. I got an 98 on the science quiz and everyone gave me weird looks when the teacher announced my grade. It was too easy, the only reason I didn't get 100 is because I drew a picture of Mr Satan farting in the corner."

Goten cracked up laughing.

"Right? Comedy genius."

Chi-Chi tsked, "Well, maybe you should have spend that time double checking your answers instead. And what about you, Goten?"

"We had pizza for lunch!" Goten said excitedly.

"We get pizza for lunch every Friday, Goten."

"Okay, but you had that English test, didn't you?" Chi-Chi waited for the car in front of her to pull out, and noticed Shiri and her kid talking to a teacher. Shiri was wearing a long flowy dress that was slightly see-through. The teacher had a hard time keeping eye contact.

"Oh yeah, it was okay. I got a 75." Goten said, "But the pizza has pineapple on it."

"75, huh? Could be better..." Chi-Chi watched the teacher walk Shiri to her own car. If she timed it right...

She turned on the ignition, and the car lifted off the ground. The wind from the tire propellers shot out in all directions, causing Shiri's skirts to fly up over her head.

A fountain of blood shot out from the teacher's nose and hit Shiri's front. She screamed, "Pervert!" And slapped him in the face.

Chi-Chi cackled, speeding off down the street.

"Wow, that lady wasn't wearing panties!" Trunks had his nose pressed up against the glass.

"Ew!" Goten cringed.

"Hey, what do you kids think about going somewhere fun?" Chi-Chi said, her mood a lot better now, "I was thinking Dream Land."

Both kids started screaming excitedly, and Chi-Chi took the time when they stopped at the nearest red light to text Vegeta.

(1) NEW MESSAGE

FROM: CHI-CHI

MARK AS READ OR DELETE

Vegeta eyed the notification. They had been messaging each other for the last week. A few flirtatious remarks and some plan making. Bulma had some suggestions for responses. Overall, Vegeta didn't mind the experience, but he preferred to meet with Chi-Chi in person.

He admitted, while his feelings weren't as strong as he felt for his wife or Kakarot, they were there. It was coming on stronger than his initial experience with Bulma, but maybe because they were more compatible with one another than they thought.

Vegeta tried to imagine a life if he had married Chi-Chi instead. More home made food, a wife that sparred but was also disciplined and focused on raising young, dark haired children who were probably smart asses.

It was... a strange thought. He loved what he had, but it was interesting to think about.

He opened the message.

Got the kids. Meet you at Dream Land in ten. Hope you brought the VIP passes.

Vegeta snorted. Of course he had the VIP passes. Bulma had given them to him before he left and she sure as fuck didn't wanna wait in the queues with the dumb humans.