Vegeta was sitting at the kitchen table drinking his morning coffee. He heard footsteps coming towards the stairs that belonged to his son. He didn't pay him any attention when he walked into the kitchen.
"Hi, Dad." His son, Trunks who was 6 now said. He watched his dad and saw him look at him.
"Hi." Vegeta looked at the stairs again to see his wife coming down. She was up later than usual. "Strange..." he thought. He watched as she sat next to him.
Bulma came downstairs. She hadn't been feeling well. She knew why too, but didn't dare say anything. She smiled at Vegeta but the smell of his coffee made her nausea. She jumped up and threw up into the sink. She felt her son and husbands eyes on her. She cleaned the sink out and turned to Vegeta. "You're going to be a daddy again." She whispered. She saw him drop his coffee and spit out what he had in his mouth. The mug broke and coffee spilt all over the ground.
"I AM WHAT?!" Vegeta was shocked. "You better be kidding, women!" He looked at her and saw she wasn't. "I..I need to train!" He got up and went to his training room.
Trunks looked at Bulma. "Mommy? Does that mean I'm going to be a big brother?" he asked. He saw her nod and smiled. "Yay!"
6 months had passed and Vegeta was sitting next to his wife. He looked over at her stomach.
"Do you want to rub it?" She asked.
Vegeta placed his hand on Bulmas stomach and the baby kicked. He jumped a little and then his eyes narrowed. "It...attacked me!"
Bulma laughed. "No...the baby just kicked. It does that when it wants to move around."
"It's not funny!" Vegeta growled glaring at her, which sent her into another fit of laughter. "I'm going to train!" Vegeta got up and stormed out.
Trunks climbed next to Bulma. "Can I feel mommy?"
Bulma smiled and nodded. "Of course."
Trunks placed his hand on her stomach and felt the baby kick. He smiled and giggled. "It moved!"
Another 3 months passed and Bulma was in labour. Vegeta was holding her hand and Trunks was with his grandparents in the waiting room. After several hours, a little baby girl came out, crying.
"Do you want to cut the umbilical cord?" the doctor asked Vegeta. He did. The doctor gave the baby to Bulma. "Congratulations, you have s little girl."
Bulma smiled and held her knew daughter. She offered her to Vegeta who took her. He got one good look of her before smiling a little. "She's perfect..."