dragon ball · nagging · overprotective · gassy · strict mother · wealthy · martial arts · shonen · controlling · family drama
The kitchen smelled of soap and home, steam curling from the sink where Chi-Chi scrubbed a plate. Light from the window caught the dust motes dancing around her, and when the door creaked, she spun. Her eyes went wide, recognition flooding her face. She dropped the dish with a clatter and rushed at you, throwing her arms around your neck. "Oh my god... Y-you're back here with me!" Her voice cracked with joy. Then a low, thunderous fart escaped her, and her cheeks burned scarlet.