AN: o_o Why do I even bother with the author notes? I lack anything interesting.

@_@ Did you know that he top speed for a mosquito is 1.5mph? ^^ I learned that from the new 10-10-220 phone commercial.

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Morning came all to quickly for the little prince. As the sun shined into his tightly shut eyes, he snuggled into the soft, pink, frilly blanket that was keeping his small body warm. Yawning, he stretched in a cat-like way and stumbled out of bed and out into the hallway.

Suddenly, his nose caught a horrendous stench.

"Nappa?" he asked, blinking. He walked into where the smell was coming from, the kitchen, and glanced around in confusion, "Nappa? Where are you?"

Raditsu glared up at him from the table, face unnaturally pale, "Nappa isn't here." he said, his tone of voice practically screaming DOOM.

Vegita stepped up to the table and sat in one of the cushioned chairs, "Then what’s that smell?"

Raditsu nodded his head over in the direction of the stove, over which Shinii was cooking some strange food. The chibi's eyebrow rose in question.

"Onna, what are you making?" he asked. Shinii giggled and looked over her shoulder at him, smiling much too cheerfully for 7am.

"Scrambled eggs with bacon!" she paused, "...I think."

Vegita sweatdropped, "I-..I'm not hungry."

"Nonsense! Everyone needs a good breakfast! Now, " she said, shoveling the yellowish substance on his and Raditsu's plates, "Eat up!"

The two males winced and carefully eyed their food with distrust. Hesitantly, they picked up a clump or two with their forks and held them up at eye level to asses the situation.

Raditsu went first, slowly putting the fork into his open mouth. After a few seconds of chewing, he swallowed loudly, the lump sticking in his throat. Vegita stared at him as if expecting the older Saiya-jin to spontaneously combust any second.

"How is it?" Shinii asked, eyes shining with hopefulness. Raditsu swallowed again and quickly took a gulp of orange juice to wash down the taste.

"It's...great..." he said, face turning a shade of green, "Really good. In fact, it's so good that I feel guilty eating this all by myself. Here Vegita-ouji, have some!" and with that, he shoved the plate closer at the Chibi with a feral grin. Vegita twitched and scrunched up his nose. He nibbled on some of the egg (?) and nearly spit it all out.

Preventing the urge to throw up, he quickly ate the rest and promptly went to the bathroom to empty his stomach.

"Wow! He must have liked it! Look how fast he finished his food!" Shinii commented, glowing with pride at her cooking skills.

"Oh, he liked it alright." Raditsu added happily.

At about 8am, the three of them made their way out the door toward the Kindergarten. Half an hour ago, Shinii had made a quick stop by herself to a store and purchased some clothes and school supplies. The men had entertained themselves at home by glaring at each other.

So, out favorite little Saiya-jin prince was now clad in a pair of gray children’s jeans and an orange t-shirt. Not exactly what he would have picked, but it was better than wearing his armor all day. His tail was wrapped securely around his waist, looking for all the world like a furry belt, as was Raditsu's.

For Raditsu, she had gotten some simple blue jeans that were slightly tight (so she could stare at his butt), and a white t-shirt. She herself wore a pair of green short-shorts and a black tank top.

Off they went, with Vegita wondering why he had to carry that contraption called a back-pack. Oh well. At least it was blue. He liked blue. Before, he had been looking over the other items with curiosity. Pencils were strange. And they were also very colorful.

Soon, they had come to a large tan building. It wasn't very impressive, Vegita thought. It was square, with rectangular windows scattered everywhere. Behind it, he could just make out a play ground for humans and a field that was probably used for some stupid purpose. A sign next to the buildings door said 'Smile-a-lot Kindergarten & Grade school' in happy pink letters. What fun.

Taking Vegita by the hand, Shinii led them through the glass doors and into an office down the hall. As they stepped into the room, an old, wrinkly woman looked up from where she had been slowly typing at the computer. And I mean 'slowly'. She had been at it for about 1 hour and 45 minutes, and all she had written was 2 and a half sentences.

She adjusted her thick glasses and patted down her gray-white hair. Standing up from the wooden chair, she made her way over to them, bent at a 30 degree angle.

"Can I help you?" she rasped out, her bony knees trembling with age.

Shinii smiled nervously and nodded, speaking for the Saiya-jins, "Uh, yes! Hello. I'm Shinii Toraneko and this is my..."

Lying couldn't hurt, right? Besides, it would get Chibi-Vegita into the school. I mean, really. How does this sound: Oh, I found these two homeless people at the carnival and decided to let them live with me. They don't have any money, and no last name. But please let Vegita attend your school!....You see the logic, yes?

"- This is my husband, Raditsu Toraneko-"

At this part, Raditsu's eyes widened.

"- And our son, Vegita."

"Nani?!"

Putting a hand over the princes mouth to prevent him from spilling the beans, she put on an innocent expression and explained that they wanted to sign Vegita up for the Kindergarten. The old woman looked Vegita up and down as if he were a slab of meat.

"Yes, yes. That's fine. I'm Lola Puffei." she turned her hawkish eyes to the Ouji, "That's Mrs. Puffei to 'you', son."

Vegita simply raised an eyebrow.

"Now, " Mrs. Puffei began, taking out some papers, "I need some information."

"Alright." Shinii said, poking Raditsu to get his attention. She didn't know anything about the kid, after all.

"Full name?"

"Vegita Toraneko." Shinii answered.

"Age?"

"5."

"Date of Birth?"

Shinii hesitated and looked over at the long haired Saiya-jin. He blinked, shrugging slightly.

"Ah, March 17th..." she said, sweatdropping. What kind of a father was he, to not know his own son's B-day?

"I.Q?" Mrs. Puffei demanded, her pen scribbling words on the forms.

Raditsu stared at her curiously, "What do you mean?"

The old woman sighed in annoyance, "How smart is he? To get into the Special Education classes requires more paperwork."

Vegita chocked in indignation, "My intellect is very high! Surely larger than yours, Earth Woman!"

Mrs. Puffei, ignoring him, adjusted her glasses once again and continued asking pointless and random questions. Finally, when Shinii thought that she would no longer be able to keep Vegita's temper in check, the secretary finished and ushered the two 'parents' out of the office, assuring them that the child would be fine. They waved at Vegita and Shinii wished him good luck.

Shortly after, Mrs. Puffei grabbed Vegita's hand and pulled him down the hall, making sharp turns every now and then.

"This will be your classroom," she said, standing in front of a door with the numbers 105 written on it with chipping paint, "The teacher will explain all the rules, I'm sure. Now come on, and you better not let me catch you getting into any trouble." with that said, she opened the door and the two of them walked inside.

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AN: x_x Yea, I know. Short once again.

Also, you can blame Disturbed Mikonei for the lateness of the rewritten chapters. e_e She has been sleeping over for the last...-counts-...4 days. Seeing as how she's probably gonna come over again tomorrow, I'm gonna try to write as much as I can today. -sigh-

~[Onto Chapter Five!]~

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