A/N: This started out as a cute one-shot, but after a couple of messages from sweet people I decided to turn this into a mini story. Everything is loosely based on Dragon Ball Minus, meaning I'm not going off of anything from the anime which I know sooo much better. I did this in celebration of Mother's Day, since I'm sure there will be plenty of Bulma and Chi-Chi stories out there I just wanted to highlight a special Saiyan mother. :-)

Enjoy! And please don't take this too seriously, my friends. It has no outline.


"Congratulations, Lord Frieza!" Zarbon graciously bowed down to his superior, genuinely happy for his latest accomplishment. "That low-class group reported back. You are now in control of 448 planets, the ample area of Planet Gordon being your most recent territory."

The tyrant chuckled evilly, swishing the red wine that resembled precious blood around his glass before taking a sip. From the safety of his ship, he observed Planet Vegeta with narrow eyes before taking another drink. Enslaving the monkeys to take care of his clever business was the best idea he ever had. As much as the creatures disgusted him, he had to admit that taking over planets was a lot more of a relaxing task having them around.

Taking his reptilian eyes away from the Saiyan planet, he looked at his right hand man and smiled devilishly. "I don't know if it's the wine talking, but I think those stupid monkeys deserve a day of celebration."

The green haired alien raised an eyebrow of similar color, slightly taken aback by his emperor's comment. "You want to annihilate them already, sir?"

Frieza glared at Zarbon, but kept his calm composure. "Of course not! There's a few more planets I'd like them to take care of before they get to enjoy some beautiful fireworks," he winked at Zarbon, waving his glass in the air so one of the nearby lackeys came over to quickly refill it. He took a sip before continuing. "Can't a galactic emperor have one day of being-" he shuddered before saying the word. "Kind."

Dodoria scoffed, looking over at Planet Vegeta. "You think the freaks deserve it?"

Frieza shrugged, his tail swishing behind him. "They've done more for me than you two ever have."

His two henchmen lowered their heads in embarrassment, staring down at their boots. They've proven their power and loyalty enough to Frieza that he allowed them to live on the enormous ship with him, but ever since the enslavement of the Saiyans, they've been taking things pretty lightly. Not to say that they couldn't go out and kill one of the monkeys if they felt like it, but they enjoyed the couple years of relaxation.

"Cui," Frieza didn't take his eyes off the planet while speaking to his other lackey. "Bring me the scouter. I need to make an announcement."


"Shit," Tora looked around his crew, specifically at his messy haired leader with disbelief in his eyes. "Do you think he was serious?"

The group was silently sitting around a newly formed crater of the now unpopulated Planet Gordon, equally suspicious. Fasha hit the sleeping Bardock on his chest, causing him to crack open an eye but remained with his back on the ground, muscular arms behind his head. "Well, what do you think we should do, lazy ass?"

"Go back home," Bardock finally sat up, cracking his neck as he did so. "The bastard said all Saiyans get a day off."

Tora scratched the back of his head, having full trust in his best friend but not the tyrant that controlled them. "You don't think he has an ulterior motive?"

Bardock shrugged, bringing himself to his feet. "I know he does, but do you really think we'll get anywhere besides the depths of hell if we try questioning him?"

The remaining seated four looked each other, and then back up at their leader. They knew they were better off following Frieza's orders than try and take over another planet. Besides, they honestly did need that day off the evil tyrant promised.

"Don't look so down, guys! We get a whole day of drinking and feasting!" Shugesh hopped to his feet, wrapping a fat arm around Bardock's neck while ruffling up his hair. "And Bardock here has twenty four hours with Gine!"

Fasha rolled her eyes, Tora and Borgos standing up at the same time as her. "I still can't believe you're still hanging around that weakling!" The short haired woman scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "What has she been doing anyway after being fired? Butchering meat?"

The men broke out in distasteful laughter, while Bardock just smirked and broke out of Shugesh's hold. Tora walked up to him, nudging him with his elbow while winking. "Yup, that's exactly what she's been doing to Bardock!" The pony-tailed, giant Saiyan broke out in a wild laughter. "I heard she's pregnant, again!"

"WHAT!?" The only female of Bardock's elite looked at him in disbelief, but he was slyly smiling down at his green-tipped boots. "Bardock, are you kidding me!? You've got to be the only Saiyan alive to have two children from the same woman! Are you sure it's yours?"

The alpha Saiyan of the group snarled slightly, but kept his composure strong as he shook his head to ignore the laughter and gapes from his crew. He honestly enjoyed the hot-headed buffoons, but there was no way they could understand what Gine has done to him.

Shit, I don't even know what she's done to me!

"Come on, you idiots." Bardock chuckled darkly, taking out a remote in his pocket to summon their Saiyan pods back over to them. Luckily, Planet Gordon was only a few hours from Planet Vegeta, and he would be back home in no time. "It's time to enjoy our mini vacation."


Gine looked in disbelief at all the men crowding into the butchery, drunk off their asses and on the hunt for some food. She wiped the beads of sweat off her forehead with the back of her gloved hand, trying to ignore the cat calls and profanity that filled her ears. She desperately looked around the kitchen for the other women, but felt defeat wash over her when she realized they all decided to take the day off, as well.

Somebody had to provide the Saiyans with food, and Gine was the only one who couldn't escape fast enough due to her expanded stomach. She tried waddling towards the door quickly like a penguin on steroids, but the men trapped her inside the butchery, blocking off all possible escape routes with their muscular body parts.

The poor woman sighed, chopping the meat quickly as she could while serving whoever was up front next. "Every damn Saiyan gets the day off, eh, Frieza?" Gine huffed under her breath, piling slobs of meat on a tray while two hungry hands snatched the large plate from her. Just when she thought things couldn't get any more worse, the baby inside her womb started kicking around wildly. "Not you too, Kakarot!"

"Hey beautiful!" A drunken voice of a Saiyan she had seen come into the shop a few times addressed her, reaching his hand sloppily over the counter to try and grope her but his large hand landed on her stomach. The male gasped, his black brows furrowing in frustration. "Is that why you're taking so damn long!? You've been eating everything!"

"You jerk!" Gine raised her knife up high, her long eyelashes highlighting her darkened orbs. "I'm pregnant!" Before the drunk male could respond, Gine threw a pound of meat at his face and he scurried away, eating it greedily in the corner. It went on like this for hours, and Gine prayed she would run out of meat but of course the butchery had an endless stock. It seemed like she never served anyone; every time she sent a Saiyan out, about ten more came in.

"Mother!" A small, long-haired boy was pulling on her pant leg to get her attention.

The woman looked down to her side, surprised to see her son looking up at her with his hands on his hips; a scowl on his face so similar to his father's that it made her momentarily place her knife down to smile at him. "Hi, Raditz! Did you have fun with the prince on that little mission?" Gine surprised a laughter seeing irritation form across his tiny features. Hell, even she knew having to be partnered with the prince was a bit extreme.

"I'm hungry!" Raditz pouted. "Give me food!"

The commotion of angry Saiyans filled Gine's ears, and she realized she wasn't doing her duties. Blushing, she began furiously chopping the meat and placing the pieces of numerous trays while still managing to look down at her long-haired son. "Son, you need to wait for your turn like everyone else. There are lots of Saiyans waiting to get their share!"

The boy fumed. His mother always gave him what he wanted; it was his father who acted like this! What the hell was going on!? He reached a small hand up that was attached to an oddly muscular arm. He was eyeing the red piece of freshly chopped meat on the counter like a hungry wolf. "Nah, I'm going to take this one!"

Gine watched in disbelief as the boy grabbed the meat and started to walk away. She smirked when she noticed his tail wasn't wrapped around his waist, and grabbed it tightly. Raditz yelped out in pain, dropping the meat to the floor as three Saiyans immediately spotted it and tackled each other for it. The boy looked over his shoulder nervously to see his mother holding the tip of his tail under the knife with a sickly sweet expression on her face. "If you are that hungry, maybe we should provide you with some energy food, hmm?

"No, no, no, no, no!" Raditz sweated, laughing nervously while his mother chuckled and dropped his tail. Gine, quite proud of herself, watched her young son sit at a lone table and pout. Seeing his sad face made her feel guilty, and she made a silent promise to save the biggest piece she came across for him.

Raditz watched with pained eyes as the line for the best meat on Planet Vegeta got larger by the minute. He was unfairly hungry, yet felt slightly angered that his hard-working mother was perhaps the only Saiyan working on their first day off in years. He shook the thought away, ashamed to feel an emotion the prince told him was a sign of weakness. It was his growling stomach that was making him so crazy. The poor boy dropped his long haired head down on the table, praying for a miracle.

As if on cue, the opening of the large tent of the butchery brought in a glorious sunshine to the rather bland room. Gine felt her heart flutter when saw Bardock emerge, looking at the hurdle of hungry Saiyans as if they were savages. "Tora and Fasha just opened the bar," he winked at his wife, who was rolling her eyes knowing full well what he was going to say next. "They have a lot better selections and service than this shitty place."

It was if Bardock said the magic word. The crowd disappeared at an alarming rate, leaving the family of three all alone in the tent. Bardock began stalking over to Gine, who was trying her hardest not to smile. "Why do I always have to save your ass?" He hopped over the counter, landing right in front of her. Placing his large hands around the small of her back, he pulled her close to him. "You're not even on the battlefield, anymore."

Gine rolled her eyes. She sure was lucky as hell do have such a charmer, eh? She placed her dainty arms around his neck, smirking. She was about say her comeback, when Kakarot began moving in her womb once more. Feeling the sensation, Bardock's eyes narrowed down at the bulge that was touching his lower torso. Gine gasped, removing her arms so she could place her hands on her round belly. "Oh, I can't believe I actually sort of missed this feeling!"

Not sure what to say or do, Bardock looked over his shoulder at his first son, who was looking as miserable as ever. He snorted, raising a hand to motion the boy to come. "Raditz, come here. Come see how strong your brother kicks."

Raditz rolled his eyes, but slid off the seat and went towards his parents. He awkwardly reached a hand out, touching his mother's growing stomach. After a few moments, he felt the baby kick and his eyes widened at the slight pain it caused his palm. "Wow, did I kick like this, too!?"

"Even harder!" Gine laughed, reaching down to pinch her son's cheek who blushed and scowled at the act but had to fight to keep the proud smile off his face. Bardock cleared his throat to get the attention of the two, and they looked up at him with the same eyes.

"Gine, I believe you have a job to do."

Knowing full well of his mother's hidden temper, Raditz scurried to his father's side in hopes that he might be able to save his life. Gine lowered her hands to her side, clinching them into fists as she sent daggers towards her mate. The woman was fuming red, and the look in her eyes silently scared the two males before her. "...What."

Trying to remain unaffected, Bardock rubbed the back of his head. He had seen Gine like this only once before, when she was pregnant with Raditz. There was a good reason he tried to block that part of his life out. "Well, damn. The two of us were off on another planet fighting all day and you were all cozy in this tent. I think it's only fair you provide us with a good meal."

"Father," Raditz slapped his forehead, actually feeling sorry for the man. "No..."

Gine blinked a few times, trying not to see red as she paced her breath. She was very soft, kind hearted woman, honestly. But at the moment she wanted nothing more than to fling the knife at her lover's neck. Taking a deep breath, Gine threw the knife down in front of the hunk of meat and pointed an angry finger at Bardock. "Here's the deal. You are going to provide me with a good meal." She then proceded to point at the slightly shaking Raditz, feeling her feet aching. "And you, you're going to massage me while your father gets to work!"

"Or what!?" They both snarled, taking menacing steps towards the dainty female they secretly feared.

"Or," she smirked devilishly, turning her nose up at them. "I'll never, ever cook for you two again."

Her two boys stood frozen, the only sound escaping their lips was their horrified gasps. Bardock searched her eyes for the truth, and gulped. "S-She's serious!"

"Damn straight!" Gine smiled a brilliant smile up at her husband, handing him the knife while reaching up on her tip toes to kiss his scar. She grabbed Raditz by his ear and dragged him towards the table he previously sat at, and took a seat to prop her feet up on the table. She pointed at the aching body part, smiling with satisfaction at her pouting son. "Get to work, boys!"

The father and son grumbled profanity under their breath, but did as they were told. "Fuck!" The sassy Gine looked up at her husband, silently admiring the way he struggled to chop the meat as perfectly as she always does. He glared up at her, hearing her giggling. "That will be the last time I ever save your ass!" She blew a kiss at him, and his face turned red as he quickly looked away to continue his chopping.

"I love you, Bardock!"

"Shut up!"

The woman giggled once more, and looked down at her long-haired son who rubbed her feet in agony, yet his eyes remained on her stomach. She smiled adoringly at him, absentmindedly touching her hair that resembled his. "He's going to love you as much as I love you, sweetie."

Raditz scowled, sticking his tongue out in disgust but his face had a small blush on it.

Gine threw her head back, soaking in her only day off in such a long, long time with a bright smile on her face. Her three loves surrounded her; one clumsily trying to figure his way around the kitchen, one giving her the best massage of her life, and one whose heart beat inside her.

Oh yeah, her smile grew. Frieza should give us a day off every year. Call it, 'Mother's Day' or something.

"SHIT!"

"Ugh!" Gine sat up straight, and signaled for Raditz to stop as she jumped to her feet. "Just get out of the kitchen, Bardock!"


A/N: Lmao, aw! I think I really do love Gine and Bardock although I probably ruined these characters. Ah, I hope this made you smile though :-)

Thanks so much! The little scene between Raditz and Gine where he was taking the meat was inspired by a post from the Tumblr blog mentioned earlier, Ask Bardock and Raditz. :-)