Goku yawned. He glanced out of the window.

"Perfect day!" he said happily, basking in the warmth of the sun. He went to the toilet and washed up, whistling cheerfully. He then took a warm shower, pleased at the tingly feeling the water had, hitting hard on his skin. He stepped out and toweled his long black hair dry then headed downstairs, humming a tune that he had heard in town somewhere. He went straight to the kitchen and sat down at the table, a huge grin on his face. He sat there for a while then suspected that something was wrong. He couldn't see or hear his wife anywhere, and… did he smell something… BURNT?

"Chichi?" he called. There was a frustrated sigh of aggravation then Chichi's voice.

"What do you want?" she snapped. Goku was mildly startled by the tone of her voice, but he decided he must have heard something wrong.

"Where's breakfast?" he asked. There was a silence then Goku's wife stormed in, a plate in her hand.

"Here" she said, banging it down. Goku stared at what looked like a pile of burnt tires. He prodded one with his fork and it immediately disintegrated into ash.

"I can't eat this!" he exclaimed. Chichi suddenly whirled around and picked him up by the front of his clothes.

"Listen up buster, I spent my whole morning cooking that for you, so now you're going to eat it and ENJOY it! UNDERSTAND?" she screeched.

"Um… are you mad, Chichi?" the tall man asked tentatively, rather alarmed at the fact that Chichi had the strength to lift him so his feet were actually dangling off the floor. What he had meant was 'are you angry Chichi'.

Chichi misinterpreted it as 'are you crazy Chichi'.

"So my cooking's not good enough for you?" she said in a dark undertone.

"Huh?"

"Do you know what I do to people who don't like my cooking?"

"What? Chi-"

"I kill them"

Goku was surprised to find that he was actually scared.

"But you know what? I'm in a forgiving mood"

"Uh…"

Chichi released him hard so he stumbled backwards. "So I'll give you a choice, Son Goku. You can either eat my pancakes-"

Oh, so that's what they were, Goku thought.

"Or you can eat your boots with a plastic knife" Chichi finished. Goku raised an eyebrow and grinned at her.

"You're joking, right, Chichi?" he asked hopefully. She slammed her hand flat onto the kitchen counter.

"Does it LOOK like I'm joking?" she snarled. Goku looked into her eyes, blazing like fire.

He gulped, sent out a silent prayer and sat down to eat the pancakes.