Hiya everyone! I'm soooo happy to be back! And I finally decided to have a
disclaimer, just for fun. (^_^) Now, just to let you know, this is a t/p
and a b/g story. I might add some lime or citrus, but this story won't
contain any lemons. Sorry! Now, The thoughts that the character is thinking
is the words inside the * and the *, got it? Great! Now, before you go read
this, you have to go read Mixed Emotions because this is the follow-up. For
those of you that have already read that, go ahead and get started on the
stuff that makes my ego big, the r/r! (^_^)
Disclaimer: Okay, hi! Wait, those aren't my own words! I DO NOT own those words!
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Five-year-old Bra came running inside after getting back from her first day of kindergarten. "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!" she screamed.
Bulma came running up to her and picked her up. "How's my big Kindergartner doing?" she asked while carrying her young daughter into her room.
"Great! I got to play house at playtime! I was the mommy like you and I had a baby doll for a baby! It was so cute! I want a baby someday, mommy! I wanna feed it, and care for it, and bathe it, and…" Bra continued on as Bulma smiled, trying not to laugh at Bra's words. "… and rock it to sleep at night, and teach it to ride a bicycle, and buy it lots and lots of toys!" exclaimed Bra.
"Bra, but if you were to have a real baby, it would have to have a daddy." Bulma explained.
Bra scrunched up her nose and said, "Eeew! Boys are gross! They pick their nose and get all dirty and everything!" By now Bulma couldn't help but to laugh.
"Your brother isn't gross. He doesn't pick his nose." Bulma reasoned.
"But he gets all dirty and sweaty in those fights with Goten!" Bra complained.
"So does Daddy." Bulma said, waiting to see her daughter's reaction.
"But Daddy's…. He's, um, that's different." Bra said, finding a loss of words.
Bulma smiled. Bra could be so funny it was cute at times. "So you think boys are icky, huh?"
"Yep!" stated Bra, really believing it.
"Well, I'm gonna tape that, and someday when you have a boyfriend, I'll play that back to you. You'll feel differently then." Bulma teased.
Bra felt sick as her mom mentined a boyfriend. "Eeew!" shrieked Bra before running of of the room.
Bulma started laughing until her stomache finally had cramps and was finally able to calm down.
Vegeta walked into the room to see what was wrong. It had been 10 years since they had gotten married. Luckily, he didn't call her Woman anymore. He now called her Bulma, or nothing, but when he was REALLY happy, he would call her Honey. Bulma was glad of this. She had always been annoyed by that. "What's going on? What was so funny?" he asked her.
Meanwhile… outside with Trunks and Goten…
"What do ya wanna do?" asked Goten.
"Spar?" suggested Trunks.
"We've already done that." complained Goten.
"Eat?" tried Trunks.
"We've already put that restaurant out of business! I'm stuffed!"
*That's a first.* "Spy on my parents?" questioned Trunks.
"Ya!" Goten agreed. They ran around to Bulma and Vegeta's window and listened.
Meanwhile… back with Vegeta and Bulma…
"Come sit down on the bed. Then I'll tell you. You look tired from training." Noted Bulma.
Without a complaint, he went over and sat down on the bed.
"Bra was saying how she wanted a baby, and I told her how the baby would have to have a father. Bra was going hysterical!" Bulma said, trying not to laugh as she remembered Bra's scrunched-up face.
Meanwhile, outside…
Trunks and Goten had just heard what they said, and were now pretending to gag.
"Did you hear that?" asked Trunks.
"Trunks… I'm a saiyan too! I can hear just as good as you can!" Goten reminded.
"Who would want a baby? All they ever do is eat and poop and make messes and cry! Bra's so dumb!" Trunks said.
"I know! Remember Bra when she was two? We were four, and we couldn't stand her!" agreed Goten, remember back three years ago.
"And girls are just as bad! They're not as strong, they always try to make the teachers happy, and wear dresses with stupid flowers all over them!" Trunks said, and they pretended to gag again.
"Come on Trunks… let's not spy on your parents any more. I don't want to get sick." complained Goten.
They were both seven now… and had both started second grade today. Goten's older brother, Gohan, was now 11. He had just started his first year of middle school, so was in sixth grade.
"Trunks… look at me! I'm gonna fly!" Bra had used a ladder from the veranda on the second story of Capsule Corp, and was now on the roof. Bra couldn't yet fly, and was making an attempt.
"This should be good." snickered Trunks.
"Tell me about it." Goten agreed.
Bra closed her eyes, jumped off and flapped her arms like a bird. When she opened her eyes, she noticed she was falling. "Trunks, catch me!"
"Too late." said Trunks, seeing she had already landed.
"Ow… I told you to catch me." said Bra.
Vegeta and Bulma had heard the thud and came running outside.
"Honey, what happened?" asked Bulma.
"If she were human, it would've been someone committing suicide." Said Trunks before him and Goten broke out in laughter.
"That's not funny! I was just trying to fly!" Bra shouted.
Bulma frowned. "Don't try to fly again without Daddy around, okay? Daddy knows how to fly so he could help you." She gave Vegeta a stern look, to let him know that he was going to whether he wanted to or not.
"Okay." sighed Bra. She felt really mad at Trunks and Goten. She mumbled under her breath, "Big meanies," but with their saiyan hearing abilities, they heard.
Bulma and Vegeta walked back off.
Trunks grins evilly. "I can't believe that you want a baby!" The two started laughing once again.
Bra blushed, and ran inside in tears.
Goten stopped laughing when Bra did this. "Is she gonna be okay?" he asked.
"Who cares?" said Trunks.
(A/N: Typical siblings, huh?)
"I care! You're my best friend, and she's your sis. You're the one that should care more, she's family." said Goten.
"Whatever. Let's do something before you get all mushy on me." Trunks said.
Goten blushed. "I'm not getting mushy! Just looking out for you and your family!" he assured Trunks. And he really was. He didn't like Bra. He still hated girls.
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Okay everybody! That was just the beginning chappie. It'll get better soon. I promise. (^_^) I hope this first chappie wasn't too boring for you. I'll have the next chappie out as soon as I finish it, or get some reviews. Whichever comes first. So bye for now and I'll see you all next time! (^_^)
Disclaimer: Okay, hi! Wait, those aren't my own words! I DO NOT own those words!
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Five-year-old Bra came running inside after getting back from her first day of kindergarten. "Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!" she screamed.
Bulma came running up to her and picked her up. "How's my big Kindergartner doing?" she asked while carrying her young daughter into her room.
"Great! I got to play house at playtime! I was the mommy like you and I had a baby doll for a baby! It was so cute! I want a baby someday, mommy! I wanna feed it, and care for it, and bathe it, and…" Bra continued on as Bulma smiled, trying not to laugh at Bra's words. "… and rock it to sleep at night, and teach it to ride a bicycle, and buy it lots and lots of toys!" exclaimed Bra.
"Bra, but if you were to have a real baby, it would have to have a daddy." Bulma explained.
Bra scrunched up her nose and said, "Eeew! Boys are gross! They pick their nose and get all dirty and everything!" By now Bulma couldn't help but to laugh.
"Your brother isn't gross. He doesn't pick his nose." Bulma reasoned.
"But he gets all dirty and sweaty in those fights with Goten!" Bra complained.
"So does Daddy." Bulma said, waiting to see her daughter's reaction.
"But Daddy's…. He's, um, that's different." Bra said, finding a loss of words.
Bulma smiled. Bra could be so funny it was cute at times. "So you think boys are icky, huh?"
"Yep!" stated Bra, really believing it.
"Well, I'm gonna tape that, and someday when you have a boyfriend, I'll play that back to you. You'll feel differently then." Bulma teased.
Bra felt sick as her mom mentined a boyfriend. "Eeew!" shrieked Bra before running of of the room.
Bulma started laughing until her stomache finally had cramps and was finally able to calm down.
Vegeta walked into the room to see what was wrong. It had been 10 years since they had gotten married. Luckily, he didn't call her Woman anymore. He now called her Bulma, or nothing, but when he was REALLY happy, he would call her Honey. Bulma was glad of this. She had always been annoyed by that. "What's going on? What was so funny?" he asked her.
Meanwhile… outside with Trunks and Goten…
"What do ya wanna do?" asked Goten.
"Spar?" suggested Trunks.
"We've already done that." complained Goten.
"Eat?" tried Trunks.
"We've already put that restaurant out of business! I'm stuffed!"
*That's a first.* "Spy on my parents?" questioned Trunks.
"Ya!" Goten agreed. They ran around to Bulma and Vegeta's window and listened.
Meanwhile… back with Vegeta and Bulma…
"Come sit down on the bed. Then I'll tell you. You look tired from training." Noted Bulma.
Without a complaint, he went over and sat down on the bed.
"Bra was saying how she wanted a baby, and I told her how the baby would have to have a father. Bra was going hysterical!" Bulma said, trying not to laugh as she remembered Bra's scrunched-up face.
Meanwhile, outside…
Trunks and Goten had just heard what they said, and were now pretending to gag.
"Did you hear that?" asked Trunks.
"Trunks… I'm a saiyan too! I can hear just as good as you can!" Goten reminded.
"Who would want a baby? All they ever do is eat and poop and make messes and cry! Bra's so dumb!" Trunks said.
"I know! Remember Bra when she was two? We were four, and we couldn't stand her!" agreed Goten, remember back three years ago.
"And girls are just as bad! They're not as strong, they always try to make the teachers happy, and wear dresses with stupid flowers all over them!" Trunks said, and they pretended to gag again.
"Come on Trunks… let's not spy on your parents any more. I don't want to get sick." complained Goten.
They were both seven now… and had both started second grade today. Goten's older brother, Gohan, was now 11. He had just started his first year of middle school, so was in sixth grade.
"Trunks… look at me! I'm gonna fly!" Bra had used a ladder from the veranda on the second story of Capsule Corp, and was now on the roof. Bra couldn't yet fly, and was making an attempt.
"This should be good." snickered Trunks.
"Tell me about it." Goten agreed.
Bra closed her eyes, jumped off and flapped her arms like a bird. When she opened her eyes, she noticed she was falling. "Trunks, catch me!"
"Too late." said Trunks, seeing she had already landed.
"Ow… I told you to catch me." said Bra.
Vegeta and Bulma had heard the thud and came running outside.
"Honey, what happened?" asked Bulma.
"If she were human, it would've been someone committing suicide." Said Trunks before him and Goten broke out in laughter.
"That's not funny! I was just trying to fly!" Bra shouted.
Bulma frowned. "Don't try to fly again without Daddy around, okay? Daddy knows how to fly so he could help you." She gave Vegeta a stern look, to let him know that he was going to whether he wanted to or not.
"Okay." sighed Bra. She felt really mad at Trunks and Goten. She mumbled under her breath, "Big meanies," but with their saiyan hearing abilities, they heard.
Bulma and Vegeta walked back off.
Trunks grins evilly. "I can't believe that you want a baby!" The two started laughing once again.
Bra blushed, and ran inside in tears.
Goten stopped laughing when Bra did this. "Is she gonna be okay?" he asked.
"Who cares?" said Trunks.
(A/N: Typical siblings, huh?)
"I care! You're my best friend, and she's your sis. You're the one that should care more, she's family." said Goten.
"Whatever. Let's do something before you get all mushy on me." Trunks said.
Goten blushed. "I'm not getting mushy! Just looking out for you and your family!" he assured Trunks. And he really was. He didn't like Bra. He still hated girls.
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Okay everybody! That was just the beginning chappie. It'll get better soon. I promise. (^_^) I hope this first chappie wasn't too boring for you. I'll have the next chappie out as soon as I finish it, or get some reviews. Whichever comes first. So bye for now and I'll see you all next time! (^_^)