Responsibility

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Responsibility

«Get out! Both of you!».

An astonished silence was the only answer at Chichi's command. The two Sons, senior and junior, were staring at that fury in the form of a woman. They were standing there, puzzled, afraid of even paying a look at each other.

«But... Chichi, darling...» Goku finally moaned softly, his voice more similar to a pleading than to a complaint.

A vein throbbed on the woman's forehead. «Didn't you HEAR ME?» she roared putting her hands on her hips, the torso leaning forward towards her husband and a murderous glare lightning in her eyes.

Father and son leaped backward, spreading themselves against kitchen's wall.

«Mom...?» Gohan said weakly, glancing from one parent to another, wondering of what, for God's sake, his father managed to get himself guilty, this time.

«Chichi, calm down...» Goku tried with a timid smile, raising his hands in a sign of peace.

«CALM DOWN!» the woman yelled, making the Saiyan make a second jump. «You are asking me to calm down!» she articulated, sounding as those seven words were the summary of some kind of mortal and unforgivable sin.

Goku moved his eyes, making to intercept Gohan's. But the five years old child just shrugged and shook his head, desolate.

«Oh! Then you don't know what you've done, do you!» Chichi continued, catching the gesture.

Goku winced guiltily. «Well... er... I... no» he finally gave up.

«Good! Very good! Well, look at that irresponsible!» the woman rose her eyes to Heaven, maddened. Then she moved resolutely across the kitchen, arriving right in front of her husband.

When she pointed a finger less than a half centimeter from his chest, Goku recoiled, as he was trying to fuse himself with the wall.

Somewhere, out of his sight, he seemed to see from the corner of his eye the sway of a long white tail – the same color that was assumed by his face less than a half second later.

"Please, stay still, please" he pleaded with his eyes.

«It's not about what you done, it's about what you didn't!» Chichi accused him, tapping the finger against his chest. «Is it clear to you, now?».

Silence, and a bewildered look.

With great Saiyan's horror, the woman moved the finger from his chest to point it in a direction that he did not dare to look at – a dangerously similar direction to the one where he had seen the tail swaying only a few moments before.

«What did you promise the day you brought that home?».

«I... don't recall» Goku chuckled, scratching the back of his head, silently pleading his wife to not repeat the things he had said almost two weeks ago. Because if she did, there would have been... problems.

«You promised» Chichi continued unabated, sending to hell all her husband's praying. «That YOU were going to take care of him!».

Goku groaned inwardly, closing his eyes. Quickly, he expanded his mind, looking for every single ki trails around there, because if there was something he had learned – and ironically it seemed that Goku, who started with the idea of teaching, had been the only one to learn something – it was that there were bombs that was much safer teleport than trying to defuse.