Bra's Bedtime Story
CHAPTER ONE
"Daddy. I can't sleep…" Bra murmured sadly as she walked into her parents bedroom and strolled over to their bed, Vegeta was lying close to Bulma half asleep, she was already sound asleep dreaming away, neither had noticed their five year old daughter's presence.
Vegeta turned away and snuggled further into the pillow, it was so soft and squashy, he was imagining it was like Majjin Buu and for some weird reason he was laying on him like a head rest. Before Vegeta knew it he was sound asleep too and dreaming away.
"Daddy…" sobbed Bra as she tried to clamber up onto the bed, she wasn't used to being ignored, her mother had tucked her in bed hours before but she hadn't gone to sleep she decided to watch her 'my little pony' DVD on her little pink television.
Vegeta shifted slightly then turned to face his awakener; Bulma was still sleeping soundly, she'd had an exhausting day fixing the Gravity room, and then her husband had decided to force her into a heated love making session.
"Brat. Go sleep." He murmured lazily with one eye open and the other closed, with that the open eye shut and he began to drift back to sleep.
"Dadddyyyy…." Whined Bra as she hopped onto the sleeping body of her father and began to shuffle the duvet.
"Vegeta stop fucking about" growled Bulma suddenly in a very angry tone, she thought the disturbance was her husband seeking more attention.
"Ommmmm. Mummy used the F word!" Bra crowed, shocked it was one of the words she very rarely heard her mother use; it was in her fathers common vocabulary especially when talking to her older brother Trunks or his best friend Goten.
Clearly Bulma used the word often to Vegeta when she wasn't in her daughter's presence; she didn't want to set a bad example to her five year old daughter.
"Mummy did indeed, she needs to be disciplined." Vegeta smirked as he fully awoke and looked to Bulma who was half asleep.
"You horny son of a..." Bulma stopped when she finally realised her little girl was sitting on the top of the fur duvet they shared.
"Mummy… what's horny mean???" Bra said curiously as she flopped down in between the sleepy couple.
Bulma suddenly bolted upright and glanced nervously to Vegeta, he seemed quite entertained with the situation that was about to erupt.
Bulma squealed and looked at her youngster, then back to her husband who was giving her the most 'look what you've done now' look.
"Ummm… its time for your bed time darling! Why did you come in here? You should be sound asleep…" Bulma mumbled as she pushed the covers rudely off Vegeta, and shoved him hard for giving her that look.
"You probably woke her up with your shouts of pleasure." Vegeta snorted arrogantly, as he playfully threw one of the huge cushy pillows at his wife.
"VEGETA!" she hollered in a warning voice, as she jumped off the bed and quickly ushered her daughter out of the door.
Grinning to himself he pulled the fur blanket back over him and moved into the middle of the queen-size bed…
Meanwhile Trunks was creeping up the stairs he tiptoed cautiously on each wooden floorboard not wanting to make a noise to wake his sleeping parents, he had sneaked out and had been drinking with a group of friends at a posh night club. His mother wouldn't have allowed him out as he had a really important global meeting for Capsule Corp the next morning.
He struggled to wake up as it was, work was his least favourite thing in life, to the young adult it was almost a swear word. Glancing briefly at his wrist, the digital clock read 2.10 am. Not bad for a night out, he'd made good time but was feeling pretty drunk; somehow he had managed to clear a cocktail table himself and had also purchased everybody in the club free drinks. In his heart he knew his business credit card was going to feel it the next day, somehow he had to try and make up some excuse to the annoying accountants.
"Mummy… can I have a chocolate shake…" pleaded Bra as she hugged a pink unicorn soft toy for comfort, sleepily Bulma wiped her eyes and groaned, she saw the ridiculously early time on the fluffy clock that was on the wall.
"Darling, in the morning, how about I fix you up a nice mug of hot chocolate instead." Bulma whispered as she patted the pink bed covers indicating for her child to get into bed.
"Okay, mummy" Bra agreed as she clambered into her bed pulling her covers up and leaning back onto the pillow. She was still hugging her pink unicorn; it was half the size of her.
"Sure thing princess, now you just wait here and be good." Bulma said stroking Bra's long blue hair, with that she walked out of her bedroom almost tripping over a pile of teddies on the floor.
Bra clambered over and switched her TV back on sliding the my little pony disc back into her DVD player.
Bra's bedroom was one hundred percent pink, it was almost the theme of a Barbie advert, she had a cute white four poster bed, with a pink duvet, and the walls were a half bright pink and half a neat pink colour. Toys were scattered everywhere, her TV was a huge fifty inch plasma screen that was attached to the wall directly in front of her bed and yes that was also pink it was a guys worst nightmare.
Trunks had nearly made it to the top of the stairs when he felt a shadow block out the light; gulping he hoped it was that of his father although he couldn't sense a power level.
A feeling of fear washed over him when the figure stepped onto the step below, he was busted there was nowhere to go without getting caught. His mother was staring straight at him and she looked really really mad.
"Mum..." he stuttered as he pulled on the zip of his capsule corp coat nervously he was in for it.
"And where have you been?" she said simply and calmly folding her arms across her chest.
Trunks gulped again and felt the air rush out of him, when his mother was calm it always meant trouble, he preferred it when she just shouted and screamed at least then he knew where he stood.
"Um… I was just…" stuttered Trunks nervously, he continued "Just…"
Bulma sustained her position with her arms folded, not moving a budge she hadn't noticed the familiar figure that shadowed the top of the stairs.
"Mummy… what does horny mean… you still didn't-" Bra was quickly cut off as she was swooped up in Bulmas arms, not for long though she had gotten much heavier in the past few months; usually her daughter opted for Vegeta to pick her up, she was defiantly a daddies girl.
Bulma rushed back into her own room and dumped Bra rudely on the bed, she growled when she realised her husband had moved into the middle of the bed and was sound asleep, usually she would think to herself how cute he looked when he slept on this occasion he was up for a very rude awakening…