"Did you hear brother?" Turles asked while chewing on a chicken bone. "Emperor Gogeta had his second son today. I heard its another demi-saiyan like his oldest son...gross."

Vegeta stared at his younger brother in disgust. "What is 'gross' is how you always seem to talk before your food is digested. However I agree. Its already a shame we have to put up living on the same planets as these filthy humans." He took a sip of his drink. "But to lay down and sleep with one AND then produce children...Its just sickening."

Turles nodded as he proceeded to stuff more food on his plate. Before he was about to make his way to the potatoes, an arm grabbed him and pulled it away. "Son, your older brother is right. It is not proper to to talk while eating." Vegito said as he joined his two sons at the table. "Also, remember this month's harvest was not as bountiful as the last so we must remember to be frugal with our eating habits."

Turles winced in pain as he rubbed his stomach. "Aww but father! I'm so hungry. I only had to go with 10 stacks of pancakes and 3 lbs of bacon this morning and don't even get me started on lunch...remind me to destroy our lunch chef tomorrow, will you Vegeta?" His older stared at the younger saiyan in annoyance. "Shut up." He said as he rolled his eyes.

Vegito chuckled. "Now what was this about Emperor Gogeta's second child?"

Gohan looked down at 'the precious angel from above' as the nurses called it. It lay in his 'whore' mother's arms, while she lay unconscious, tired out from the exhaustion of childbirth. His eyes rolled as he watch the nurses 'coo' and 'awe' at the little brat. He didn't like the kid if it wasn't obviously apparent. He couldn't understand how everyone in the palace could love something that came from lies and revenge. His father, who was sitting in the corner smiling at his two sons, walked over and placed his hand on Gohan. Gohan looked up at his father's smiling face and snarled. He shoved his hand away and walked away from the bed and out the room.

Gogeta watched as his eldest son stormed out the room. He pinched on the bridge of his nose and shook his head. "This is not going to be easy I see. I thought getting Chi-Chi's trust back was going to be hard." He heard footsteps come to his side.

"He'll come around my-lord. You can only imagine what he's feeling right now. It's probably best if you leave him alone for now." Gogeta recognized the voice as his trusted royal guard and friend, Krillin. The emperor turned to his friend and sighed. "Maybe Krillin...I just wish I could make him understand." Krillin put his hand on his friend's shoulder. "I think he'll feel better if he sees you making an effort to fix your relationship with Queen Chi-Chi. Plus, if I may say sire, you are nothing compared to the wrath that is your wife." Hearing that remark from anyone else would have set Gogeta's eyes ablaze, but from his friend, he just gave a small smirk. He looked down at his lavender-haired baby, obviously inherited traits from his mother. He tried to pick his baby boy, however at the lost of feeling from her son's absence, his mother began to stir.

Gogeta blinked, then smiled. "I'm sorry Bulma." He placed the baby down back in his mother's embrace and caressed his face. "You're name is gonna be...hmm...how about Trunks?"