Edit 17/9/11: Structure and grammar revised.

You Mad?

That man…

That stupid man with that stupid grin always plastered across his stupid face. He didn't care what the woman said; that Kakarrot definitely knew what he was doing to him. It was practically mutinous! He was above him: he was his Prince!

A troll…

Yes, that was the word his woman had used. Somehow it also worked as a verb. How dare that third-class troll his superior!

"So, you think you're stronger than me?" Vegeta stared Goku down as they waited atop the Lookout, outside The Hyperbolic Time Chamber.

"Hehe, yup!"

A vein popped out on Vegeta's forehead as he clenched his fists; just the memory was enough to set him off. And now the bane of his pride was back for good, apparently. To top it off, he was also stronger than ever, apparently.

Vegeta suddenly swung his legs over the side of the bed, roughly jostling Bulma, who was still sleeping.

"What's it, 'Geta?" She mumbled into the pillow, too tired to speak properly let alone get up with him.

This woman…

Yes, she was also one of these... trolls. Who else would behave more immaturely than her own child? Honestly, she was supposed to be royalty now, yet all she did was go around teasing other mothers whose sons weren't as strong. By sticking her tongue out and pulling faces at them, no less.

That wasn't to say he didn't get a certain amount of satisfaction from seeing Trunks severely outclass opponents twice his age. But it was the principle of the thing…

"Need to train." He answered shortly, stalking off with the intent to go to his favourite place on this pathetic planet: the gravity room.

"Why?" She continued to mumble into the pillow. "Come back to bed, it's too early."

"There is nothing early about 9am!" He snapped, turning round to face her again.

Finally she shifted her head a little and Vegeta could see the smile playing around her lips. No! He couldn't let her win again! Stupid trolling wife should go troll stupid Kakarrot. Then they could troll each other and leave him the hell alone.

He growled in response to her smug face (which could be rivalled only by the smug face Krillin used to make when he was a child) and was about to leave the room when she whispered, "you mad?"

Deciding to ignore her childish games, he turned as if to leave, and would have continued with his stalking, if the dreaded Kakarrot hadn't happened to appear right in front of him at that very moment.

"Hiya guys!"

"Goku, don't you know what knocking at the front door is?" Bulma sighed, pulling the covers over her bare legs. Not that she had much to hide after their childhood adventures. Her eye twitched slightly at the memory of 'ants in her pants'.

He just laughed innocently, not that Vegeta saw it that way anymore, and answered, "Sorry, it was just easier to instant transmission. I thought you'd be up by now. 'Specially you Vegeta, don't you want to get stronger than me?"

Vegeta opened his mouth, ready to angrily roar something in defence of his pride. However, Goku just continued speaking, oblivious.

"Oh yeah! You already conceded that I was stronger, I remember now!" He laughed again, placing his hands behind his head.

But Vegeta was suspicious now. He wasn't aware Kakarrot had words as complex as 'concede' in his vocabulary. Kamehameha excluded, of course. He made an odd hissing noise, ignoring his suspicions for the moment in favour of powering up.

"Then fight me! We'll see if things have changed!"

"Doubt it." Goku smiled, tilting his head to the side. Vegeta gave a warning growl, but all it achieved was that hauntingly familiar response again. "You mad?"

Vegeta snapped and took off outside, not wanting to have to worry about his woman being caught up in their fight. Goku giggled at the Super-Saiyan-Vegeta-shaped hole in the wall. It probably would have taken less effort to open the window, but there was just no reasoning with him sometimes.

"You're good." Bulma said, trying not to laugh. Had Vegeta really been onto something with his claims that Goku trolled him on purpose?

"At what?" Goku asked with his adorably confused face on. But he didn't wait around for an answer; he simply shrugged and followed Vegeta outside. Once again his short attention span had easily been taken advantage of by his love to fight.

Bulma simply frowned in response. Was he trolling as some kind of battle tactic, or was he just too dense to correlate Vegeta's rising power with his condescending words? She sighed again and buried her head under the pillows as the Capsule Corporation building shook, due to the powerful blows being exchanged just outside.

So much for their lazy day in bed…

AN: Yeah, I don't know where this came from. I have nothing to say for myself. Please let me know what you thought of it!