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The kitchen was filled with the most delicious aroma of roast chicken. Gohan took a careful look around, but Trunks was nowhere to be seen. He snuck closer to the plate with the chicken and stuck his finger into the sauce. It tasted heavenly.

“What are you doing?”

With his finger still in his mouth, Gohan looked at the doorway, from where a very displeased Trunks was glaring at him. He was waving the spatula in the air as if it were a sword. Uh-oh.

“How many times do I have to tell you not to put your fingers into the food? It’s unhygienic!”

Gohan’s finger, now sucked clean, popped out of his mouth. “Why? I’m straight outa shower – I’ve washed myself and everything.”

“It’s not about that! It’s disgusting!”

Gohan chuckled. “We’ve already swapped saliva if you don’t recall. Remember the Senzu Beans?”

The other teen’s face turned red. “It was an emergency! It doesn’t mean I want your spit in my food!”

“I didn’t spit in your food!”

“It’s basically the same, what you did here!”

“It’s not! I didn’t even lick it!”

“That’s only because you didn’t have enough time!”

“Well, yeah.”

“Arghh! Don’t ever do that again!”

Gohan saluted. “Yes, Mom. The sauce, if I may express my humble opinion, is fantastic!”

Trunks’ face brightened at the compliment. “Yeah? I think so as well.”