Life Skills

Getting Babies and Picking Names

Why is it that life liked to screw with people? Let's say that you cross the street, make across okay, and then get hit by a car. Don't you just love the irony in that? How about being born first, but being made the mother. That's what happened to Trunks Briefs. He wasn't too excited about it either.

"Why?" yelled Trunks at the top of his lungs and throwing up his arms.

"You're the idiot that picked the wrong hat," teased Goten. He was holding the baby.

Since there were too many babies at the orphanage, they let the high schools use them for their life skills class. When the assignment was over, they could either keep the baby as a younger brother or sister, or give them back to the orphanage. Goten and Trunks had to pair up since there were fewer girls. They really didn't care that much being friends since they were in diapers.

"Why do we have to do this with real babies anyway?" asked Goten. He wasn't paying attention to the teacher. Instead, he was happily sleeping.

"Because the orphanage supposedly was low on money and wouldn't be able to afford so much baby formula, diapers, and crap."

The baby was asleep and Goten held him tight against himself too keep the violent wind from freezing him. It was sort of a bad idea that they were flying.

"What are we going to name him, wife?" asked Goten struggling not to laugh.

"Just be glad you're holding the kid," Trunks said glaring at him. "I don't know, but we had to come up with a name before we get home. Knowing my dad, he'll want to make him a prince's heir, too."

"Yeah, my dad could careless."

"What about your step mom?"

After Goten's eighth grade year, Chi Chi had divorced Goku to marry another man. Goku was crushed. But after about two months or so, he encountered a girl named Rini being harassed by some low life scum and saved her. They hit it off from there and got married not to long ago.

"I really don't know. She seems nice, but so did my mom. I'm just worried about how she'll react when she sees my report card."

"Good luck with that. Do you want me to go with you?"

"Duh! We have to announce our new status," smiled Goten.

"You're such a brat!!" screamed Trunks.

"Ha ha! C'mon, they're supposed to be at Kame House."

They raced all the way and made it there within the hour. Everyone was there waiting for them to eat. Gohan was there with Pan on his legs sitting with Videl. Vegeta and Bulma were there with everyone else.

"Well," sighed Goten, "at least I have witnesses." They flew down and landed in front of their parents. "Here. Watch him," said Goten to Gohan and walked baby free over to his new mother. He handed her his report card.

She looked them over and handed them to Goku. "I'll make you a deal. Get them up to a D and you'll be laid off of chores for two weeks. Savvy?" she asked.

"What? That's it? You're not going to ground me or anything?"

"As long as you work as hard as you train, I'll be happy," she said getting up and touching his nose.

"You're the best!" he proclaimed picking her up and hugging her. "You've got a deal!"

The baby starting crying at his yell. "Goten! You're scaring the kid!" scolded Trunks.

"Goten honey? Why do you have a baby?" asked Rini closing her eyes.

"School assignment," he said taking the baby. "We had to partner up, pick who was going to be the mom or dad since Trunks and I are both guys, and now we have to pick a name."

Rini took the baby and started to gently pat his back. "Do you have any ideas?"

"No."

"Hmm… Bulma! What other name did you want to name your baby?"

"Umm…Oh! Quinn."

"That's good. So what about naming the baby Quinn?"

"What about the middle name?" asked Goten.

"What about Alexander?" asked Trunks.

"He's your kid," she said smiling at the now calm baby. "Who's the father figure?"

Trunks scowled and Goten beamed. "I am!" he announced.

"Quinn Alexander Son," said Goku, speaking for the first time. "I like it."

AN: I'm so sorry for the neglect. I sort of changed this chapter and the next will be up as soon as possible. PROMISE!!!! You all are welcome to sent evil flying monkeys in my direction.

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