Goku and Vegeta smirked, like there's nothing wrong with that. Chichi and Snow shot them identical death glares.
S&C: This isn't funny! *They snapped in unison.*
Vegeta: *He just shrugged it off like it was a pesty fly.* Kid's got Saiyan metabolism now. Deal with it.
Bulma: But that's not all. *Bulma added. Both women froze, eyes darting to Bulma.*
Chichi: ...What else? *Chichi whispered, suddenly terrified.*
Bulma: They'll have the Saiyan hunger, Saiyan pride and uhm.. *Bulma considered for a moment not sure how to put it without sounding fowl.* They'll be more... Uhm... *She snapped her fingers.* Experimental.
Chichi and Snow blinked in unison—processing.
Snow: ...Experimental? *Snow repeated, voice dangerously calm.*
Goku coughed awkwardly. Vegeta looked away, suddenly very interested in the ceiling.
Bulma: A little help here guys, *Bulma shot the two Saiyans a glance.*
Vegeta: *He cleared his throat.* Yeah. Experimental. Like… testing limits. Fighting for fun. Pushing boundaries. That kinda thing.
Goku: *Goku nodded rapidly.* Totally normal Saiyan stuff! Nothing weird at all!
Chichi: Ah-ha, I've been married long enough with you Goku to know that neither of you are spilling the complete and honest truth right now, *Chichi said with an arched brow.*
Goku: *Son Goku laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck in a sheepish fashion.* W-Well… maybe a little more intense than normal—
Vegeta: *He cut in bluntly:* They'll want to fight. A lot. And....
Bulma's Dad: Oh, for Pete's sake, they'll want to scratch more than just the surface, *Bulma's father said from the doorway, putting words to the situation that neither want to say out loud.* They'll have the extensive need to experiment in every given need. *The black kitten on his shoulder, lifted her head and second him with a soft meow.*
Chichi's face went pale. Snow looked like she might pass out.
S&C: E-EXPERIMENT IN EVERY GIVEN—?! *They shrieked simultaneously.*
Goku and Vegeta visibly winced—they had really hoped to avoid this explanation.
Bulma's Dad: Oh, come on you should have seen it coming. Saiyans are very passionate guys, must I remind you? *The old man said before turning around and ghostly left the way he came.*
Chichi: *Her face burned a hot shade of crimson.* Y-You mean… romantical experiments?!
Snow: *She looked ready to combust.* Melody is—
Vegeta groaned, covering his face with a hand. Goku just stared at the ceiling, silently praying for a meteor to strike him down.
Bulma: Their both old enough. Much the same age Goku was when he and Chichi got married. So stop smothering them. *Bulma said.*
Chichi: *Chichi's mouth opened and closed like a fish, just to open again.* B-But—Goten's my baby! And I'd smother him if I want too.
Snow, meanwhile, was having a full existential crisis in the corner.