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Gohan came in for a landing at Capsule Corp headquarters, touching down with a happy smile. "Hey Mrs. Briefs!" She greeted Bulma's mother. The statuesque blonde was watering her flowers, and smiled warmly at Gohan.
"Hello Gohan! My, you grow prettier every day!"
"Thank you Mrs. Briefs," Gohan said shyly. "I wanted to talk to Bulma about some things-"
"Oh, she's right in there doing some repairs for Vegeta's ship," Mrs. Briefs said, pointing at the spherical vessel. Gohan grimaced.
"Er... He's not here, is he?"
"No, he's off eating," Mrs. Briefs said. Gohan breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank God... Or Kami, or... Nevermind." The demi-Saiyan girl headed into the Capsule ship. Bulma was bent over a console, fiddling with various control circuits. She rocked her hips back and forth a bit.
"Oh... Is the big Saiyan prince offended that the lowly human is in his ship?" Bulma crooned. Gohan blinked.
"Uh..."
Bulma blinked and stood up. She looked over her shoulders.
"Gohan! Oh, hello... You're not Vegeta!" She said quickly.
"No, no I'm not," Gohan said slowly. "And I think we'll just pretend that you didn't say that."
"Say what?" Bulma asked.
"Exactly," Gohan said. "Though I actually do have to ask you something a bit related to him."
Bulma smiled and leaned back against the console. "Oh... You mean his little obsession with making sure you have a proper mate? It's kind of cute, actually."
"It isn't anything of the kind," Gohan grumbled. Bulma giggled and hugged the shorter girl.
"Maybe not... But hey! It is better than him trying to kill you."
"I suppose," Gohan mumbled. "So... Any advice?"
"Well, you need a perspective on dating that isn't your mom's, or your dad's, or Vegeta's," Bulma said. "Or Krillin's."
"Krillin has actually been really helpful, surprisingly," Gohan said. "Though Vegeta is convinced he's going to perv on me when I get older."
"Well, it might not be so bad," Bulma said with a little smile. "He is pretty buff... Despite being bald, and weaker than your dad-"
"He's like my uncle, that would be gross," Gohan said. Bulma hummed.
"All right. If we're going to continue this conversation, we need to do so over ice cream and boy magazines." She grinned. "And maybe we can look at the pictures I took of that cute future guy!"
Gohan smiled. "Trunks? He was pretty..." She blushed a bit, "cute."
"Now we're talking!" Bulma said cheerfully.
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