——-“Shhhhh, I’m not really here.” Quietly walks in.
Even he saw where he had went wrong there and knew that he likely deserved that but he didn’t have any other option. Training elsewhere wouldn’t have been as strenuous. Once in awhile it wouldn’t have been bad but for as long as her absence would be too long. If anything, he could have lost some of his strength from the lack of intensity. “It’s not as if I did it so that you would have more work when you returned. You’re always bragging about how intelligent you are. Why would I think that making several more repairs would be anything major for you?” Appealing to her pride and ego was a last resort to try and get some of the blame off of himself. He did have that much faith in her but that wasn’t exactly the reasoning behind his actions.
With a sigh, he reached out gently towards her wrist to stop her. Angering her already after her not being back home for long wasn’t what he wanted. “Do you honestly think that I would purposefully cause you to have more work for when you returned?” With a hint of a smirk on his lips, he commented, “A nice calming evening with that boy is hardly possible. I don’t know who’s son you’re thinking of.” Although he was the one to destroy the place, he still didn’t see why he should be the one doing that but he wouldn’t say that just yet.
She was about to just storm off when she felt her arm getting grabbed, and whisked around to look at Vegeta. His question did make sense, but she only shrugged. “I guess not, but you still should have been more smart when it came to keeping the gravity chamber intact.”
"The last thing I want when I come home from a long trip is to fix your mistakes, the same can be said about you and a long day of training, right?" Her blue optics looking into his own onix colored ones. "And as for our son, you probably just don’t know that if you give him a nice warm bottle of milk, he’ll calm down and sleep easy for you." She gave him a light smirk, having a feeling that she was right on the money with that one.
That wasn’t what he had intended but he walked right into that one. With the tone that her voice had picked up, he knew that he was in trouble. “I didn’t think it was as bad this. I don’t know anything about all of this mechanical junk. How am I supposed to recognize what condition it is in? A little visible destruction may not have meant anything to how the chamber operated.” Now he was trying to depend himself although he doubted his answer would please her. Trying to salvage the situation as best as he could, he continued, “Only did I notice in the middle of training that it was worse but at the time I was making progress. Were I to stop and go elsewhere I don’t know how long it would take to get to that point again.”
"That’s it!" She said standing up on her feet as she set the screwdriver down so it made a loud clank sound. It might just be the fact that she was overly tired from the long plane ride, but she was beyond upset with him right now. "You deliboratly went through with training even though you obviously knew the chamber was broken, you told me yourself that you set something on fire, and yet you still trained. Honestly!" She held up her hands and put the screwdriver back in her tool kit.
"I’m not going to labor around so you can train, right now all I want to do is get a nice shower, and sit down with our son for a nice, calm evening." She started to move past him. "And you’re going to be sweeping this place up while I do that, do you understand?"
The lack of her yelling at him was almost a surprise. If anything, it made him realize that he had messed up more. With her yelling, it was something that he could argue back against and defend himself. When she spoke like this, it almost felt like he disappointed her which was a feeling he didn’t particularly care for. Vegeta sighed and spoke rather calmly, “No, I suppose you wouldn’t wish to. If anything, I didn’t think it would be much for you to repair. When I finally noticed the damage that I caused it was too late to stop because it wouldn’t have made a difference.”
Her spending her entire days in here wasn’t something he was entirely fond of either. Although he wouldn’t admit it, he had missed her and wanted to spend some time with her, although of course his pride wouldn’t allow him to even bring it up. “Anything is better than what I’ve attempted to make. Only once did I catch something on fire.”
Her screwdriver went into the screw that shut the main power closed, it was better to start here then the loose scraps, because with the bots, they could help her with the sweeping. “So, what you’re saying is that even though you knew it was in bad shape, you kept training?” She questioned, her voice getting to the angry state again, but she kept it in check for now. “Did you even think that I would be the one who was going to clean this up?”
He was in for a rude awakening if he answered that with the wrong choice.
Crossing his arms, he glanced away from her and at what remained of the gravity chamber. “Hn. It was still working for the most part until a week or so ago. I see no problem with continuing to train in here. Even a slight increase in the gravity certainly has an advantage to training elsewhere. At least I didn’t go find you and demand for you to return and fix it.” He certainly wasn’t going to mention that he had debated about doing so on multiple occasions.
Vegeta winced and realized she was right. It might as well be like she wasn’t even home if she was going to do that although he did want to get back to training again. “Can’t one of your parents deal with the brat for awhile? Besides, you can take breaks for food, can you not?”
"That’s not the point, Vegeta.." She told him as she knelt down starting to look through her tool box to get the correct screwdriver, she had to start somewhere, right?
"Do you really think that I want to spend most of my time in the gravity chamber for a few days?" And before he could answer her question, she continued. "No, I want to be able to relax for once and hold our child for a night of quiet and piece, but thanks to your stupidity, I have to clean up your mess because you weren’t smart enough to train in the wasteland." Her voice wasn’t harsh or loud for once, it was soft, as if she didn’t want to keep arguing this time. All she wanted to do was hurry up and get done.
"I will have to take breaks, yes, but I’m not going to be making anything elaborate for meals, I’ll be too tired as it is."