AN: Yes, I did a second one. Equally as stupid as the first one, I assure you. But no cheating! You can't just skip to the end, or else! I don't own DBZ.

Cooking with Goku and Goten, Part II

ChiChi reclined in the living room, keeping one ear poised to listen for any signs of trouble in her kitchen. You know, little things, like the room being set on fire or some such minor disaster.

After all, her younger son and husband were attempting to make themselves a snack. This was assuming that they could even manage to get the thing made right. Who knew what could happen?

Inside the kitchen itself, Goku and Goten stared at the concotion sitting on a plate on the spotless countertop. As with many of their cooking creations, it hadn't come out right. It didn't sit right on the plate; it was kind of lopsided, and it just didn't freakin' look right!

"Darn," Goten pouted. "I really thought we had it this time, Daddy."

"I did too," Goku replied with an expression on his face that was exactly identical to his son's. Honestly, father and son were two of a kind!

"Should we try again?" the chibi suggested.

Goku immediately brightened. "Okay!"

Well, they tried again. The result was pretty much the same.

Another attempt. They tried it a different way, but still had no luck.

Five attempts later, they still had no snack to show for their efforts. In desperation, Goku resorted to the most drastic measure he could think of.

"ChiChi, could you come in here and help us out?" he called timidly, hoping and praying that she wouldn't nail him over the head with the Frying Pan of Doom and Terror.

When the woman appeared in the doorway, she looked slightly exasperated. Thankfully, she wasn't wearing the expression of a woman who was prepared to kill her husband and son. To the two males, this was quite a relief.

"I had to take my frying pan out to get it refinished and get the dents taken out," she explained calmly. "So what's the problem in here?"

With some embarassment, they showed her their latest attempt, sad as it was. She looked at it, then looked at them, then back at it, then back at them. Then she reacted in a way neither of them had expected.

She started to laugh. "You were trying to make this?"

Goku blushed. "Yeah…can you help?"

She wiped away tears of laughter and put her hands on her hips. "Okay, here's what you do. Just put everything down in the order I tell you. Understood?" Upon affirmation, she nodded. "Okay, Goku. First, put the plate down on the counter."

Goku's face lit up. "The plate goes down first! Of course!" He obeyed.

"Goten, put down one slice of bread."

A single slice of bread was placed in the center of the plate.

"Now, put everything else on in this order," she instructed. Then she took a deep breath and said, without a break for air, "Cheese slices, ham, turkey, roast beef, hamburger patty, liverwurst, hot dog, corn dog, bacon, sausage, tuna, egg, lettuce, tomatoes, onions, peppers, cucumber, zucchini, carrots, olives, jalapenos, pickles, mayonnaise, mustard, ketchup, vinegar, oil, honey mustard, horseradish, sour cream, nacho cheese, chocolate sauce, caramel, hot fudge, whipped cream, sand, dirt, powdered sugar, Parmesan cheese, salt, pepper, oregano, paprika, garlic, the other slice of bread, and a cherry on top."

The two males stepped back and stared in awe at the perfection that was their snack. So that was how she did it! ChiChi was so talented!

"And that, boys, is how you make a sandwich," she said. She turned around, full prepared to resume her relaxation, when Goku's voice stopped her.

"Uh, ChiChi…we need two sandwiches. One for each of us. Do you think you could repeat that?"

AN: I know, I play Goku and Goten's stupidity up way too much, but that's okay. It's more fun that way. For the sandwich itself, I just threw down everything I could think of to put on a sandwich. Personally, I'm partial to ham sandwiches myself ^^ Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed it!