My first dbz fic, had this cute scene in my head today and finally got the writing bug. I may continue it, I want to, but idk.

Any who, please review if you can it gives me motivation.

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"Fly? Isnt she a little young for that?" Bulma asked her husband.

"its never too early." the saiyan prince replied, arms crossed, his usual scowl adorning his face.

"She's barely learned how to walk!"

"Which is why now is the perfect time to start! Besides, its not like I plan to start her combat training yet."

Bulma thought for a moment, knowing that this was going to be a losing argument. Sighing she relented.

"Atleast promise me we wont have a repeat of what happened with Trunks?"

Vegeta scoffed, "It's saiyan tradition to teach children that way!"

"YOU THREW HIM OFF A CLIFF!" she yelled.

"Yes, and thats how saiyans teach children how to fly! Its 'Fly or..ahhhh'"judging from the glare Bulma was giving, he decided the best course of action would be not to finish that thought. Clearing his throat he continued. "And its not like I'm starting her COMBAT training. It's just flight training."

Bulma got up into his face, which when she did this, he was grateful that she wasn't too much taller than he was, like those idiot friends of her's were. Either way the fire in her eyes was clear.

"If Bra tells me that you threw her off a cliff, you will regret it mister. Remember, I'm the only one who repairs the Gravity Room now." Need she remind him that her father had grown quite weary of the never ending repairs on his prime training location when he wasn't off world at Beerus's planet?

It was a stare-down that he knew would be in her victory, He did not understand what her grief was about it. It's not like Trunks got HURT by that. He only got stuck in a tree for a little while. But the little brat made it seem like he was left there all day, when in fact it was only a few hours while he was merely trying to get the boy to fly down himself! So he relented, promising to not throw their darling three year old daughter off a cliff.

"Very well, I promise to not throw Bra off any cliffs."

He would merely find some other tall structure to use instead.

As if she read his mind she narrowed her eyes.

"And any buildings. Last thing we need is another scare like that prank Trunks did." Like he needed a reminder of the little prank the brat did once he actually DID learn to fly. Tho in a childish way it was funny, the boy was brought home to his parents by the police for jumping off a building nude flashing all of West City.

"Or any buildings." he growled.

Bulma stared thru narrowed eyes for another minute before agreeing to let Vegeta train Bra in flight. "Fine. Just be back by dinner."