Without giving anyone anymore attitude, they obeyed their elders. Chichi pulled her baby boy into a bone shattering hug.
Goten: Mom. I. Can't. Breath.
As for Snow her reaction was completely the same. Goten wheezed dramatically, his face squished into Chichi's chest.
Goten: Mooooom—oxygen—
Snow sobbed louder, squeezing Melody like she'd vanish if she'd let go. Meanwhile, Vegeta and Goku just stood there awkwardly… proud? Relieved?
Bulma: *She joined her husband's side, smiling broadly.* Earth's heroes had done it again.
Vegeta: *The proud Saiyan snorted, but there was no real bite to it.* Yeah. Kids saved themselves. Just needed some persuasion.
Goku grinned, wrapping an arm around Bulma's shoulders as they watched the emotional reunion.
Bulma: *Bulma's eyes stretched comically as they landed on the black void of nothingness.* That could seriously pose as a danger. We should probably tie yellow tape around it as a warning, at least until we can repair it with the dragon balls.
Vegeta: *He grimaced.* Ugh. Tape? Really?
Bulma: *She shot her husband a look.* It's better than someone falling in, you idiot.
Goku: *He scratched his head—already mentally planning to gather the dragon balls later. But then Goku remembered.* Uhm, about the dragon balls. We don't currently have those anymore. Vegeta used them to seal away Ozark's essence. Piccolo must have destroyed them by now.
Bulma: *Bulma's face fell.* Oh. Right.
Vegeta: *He shrugged, unbothered.* Tch. We'll get new ones eventually.
Goku nodded—priorities: fix the hole, then find a way to make more dragon balls.
Vegeta: *He could practically feel how the gears turns within Kakarot's head.* That little Namekian will build earth a new set in due time. But for safety purposes, perhaps a dome would proof better than tape.
Goku: *He perked up.* Oh! Great idea!
Both Goku and Vegeta exchanged a glance—then, in perfect sync (rare for them), they powered up and began constructing a massive energy dome over the void. The shimmering barrier sealed the nothingness safely away from prying eyes or any possible accidents.
Bulma: Well, I guess you won't need my help after all. *Bulma said as she pinched the bridge of her nose.*
Vegeta: *The proud Prince smirked, dusting off his hands.* Tch. We got it.
Goku: *He grinned sheepishly at Bulma.* Thanks for the yellow tape idea, though! The dome held strong—no more risk of someone falling into oblivion. Crisis (mostly) avoided.