Summary- Ever wonder what our favorite two Chibi's said first? Or at least the first non baby word they said? Well, answers are here, starting with a NORMAL afternoon at the briefs and continuing with dinner at the Sons…

Disclaimer- Do I own DBZ you ask? Why of course I do, that's

Spoilers- … Gohan has a brother? Trunks is Bulma and Vegeta's son? Just go read the dang 20th book!

Warnings- Romance?

Ages:

Gohan: 12 Years

Goten: 8 Months

Trunks: 20 Months


Baby talk

"The food?"

"No."

"The literature?"

"No."

"The… The technology?"

"As if!"

Bulma growled in frustration, slamming her coffee mug onto the table. She was getting desperate.

"The beach?" She tried again. She knew it was a cheap shot but there was no way in hell that she would be giving up! This time though, Vegeta looked up his dark eyes full of curiosity."What's that?" Bulma shook her head, acknowledging her failure.

"Forget it." She mumbled continuing to think.

'Their has to be something…'

Vegeta smirked and turned back down, staring into the blackness of his coffee. He picked up the cup and sipped it as his wife thought from across the table. He knew she wanted to name something badly, but he was more than certain that she would come up with nothing in the end. He was certain that there wasn't anything.

But, then again, he was sooo wrapped up in his own thoughts that he failed to notice the smirk that had crept onto Bulma's face, and the fact that she had rosen up from her seat.

He did, however notice all of these things when he felt two smooth hands massaging his shoulders gently.

"So you're sure that you enjoy nothing on this planet?" She purred into his ear. Vegeta had gotten very comfortable from the way her hands were moving, yet, he somehow found his voice to answer the question, though it was hoarse.

"No, nothing at all."

Bulma smirked and aburtly removed her hands.

If it wasn't for the Prince's pride he would have whimpered at the sudden absence of her touch. Instead he growled. He turned to face her and was surprised to see her smirk. He raised an eyebrow.

"You say you enjoy nothing on this planet yet you seemed to enjoy that, not to mention how much you were enjoying yourself last night!"

Vegeta only glared silently at her in return.

"Ha! Admit it! You enjoy being here on earth! You enjoy being with me!" She continued smiling wickedly now.

"Hn." Was his only response… that is, besides bringing her down onto his lap and smirking.

"Lets find out woman." He said his hot breath on her face making her shiver. They both leaned in and-

"WHAAAAAAAAAHH!" Both jumped up when they heard the loud yell before turning around to Trunks who sat in his chair seemingly glaring at them. The infant didn't like to be ignored.

Vegeta grunted and pushed Bulma off of his lap. She then fell to the floor and glared at him as he walked into the kitchen, probably to help himself to her mothers food, though it was made for him. She walked over to Trunks and picked him up placing him in her lap.

"Poor Trunks!" she cooed. "I'm sorry that 'daddy' is such a JERK!"

From inside the kitchen Vegeta's chuckle was heard.

Trunks only stared at his mother before beginning his baby talk. Bulma sighed. She then moved Trunks so he was firmly set on her lap before beginning what she had been so oftenly doing.

"Come on Trunksy, say 'ma-ma'" She cooed at him. Trunks only continued to stare at his mother.

"Give it up, Woman!" Vegeta called from inside the kitchen. Bulma growled but otherwise did not respond.

"Come on Trunks, say mama!" She whined. Trunks facial expression changed causing her to stare at him. It was a face that mirrored his fathers. He seemed to be thinking, deciding whether or not to do what she had asked, like he understood. She smiled excitedly.

'Maybe he'll finally say it.'

Trunks opened his mouth and then closed it. He looked up at her and what was on his face seemed to be a smirk. His mouth opened again.

"W- Wo-man"

Bulma's jaw nearly fell to the floor when she heard what he had said. In the kitchen, Vegeta had begun to laugh hysterically and was even rolling on the floor, laughter loud and clear so Bulma could hear it perfectly. Trunks smiled brightly, happy to see he had gotten a response from both parents.

"Wo-man… Wo-maan! Wo-Men! WO-MAN!" He continued chanting his new accomplishment over and over, voice getting louder to overcome Vegeta's laughter which was also getting louder. Vegeta had at one point stopped laughing but once he had entered the room and seen the look on his mates face he had begun to choke in laughter again.

Finally, Bulma groaned and buried her face in her hands.

"Vegeta, you've corrupted my son!" she wailed. His laughter only continued and Trunks finally stopped his chant. Bulma sighed and shook her head. She was really going to start to loath that word.


"Gohan! Leave some for your brother!" ChiChi berated her son. Gohan smiled sheepishly up at her, stopping with a mouth full of noodles. He swallowed and looked up.

"Sorry mum, I'm just really hungry, that's all." His mother rolled her eyes and smiled.

"Aren't you always."

He flashed her a quick smile before returning to his food. Goten on the other hand was no longer paying attention to the food that sat in front of him strange.

The Chibi's eyes were locked onto something and he was determined to get it. He slowly pushed his back against his chair and slid out from under the high chair, one on the floor h began to crawl towards the kitchen. He could now see it from its spot on the counter and he could just about taste i-

"Hey squirt, where ya going?" Gohan asked picking up his little brother. He had noticed, luckily, out of the corner of his eye that his brother had been crawling away for some unexplained reason.

As Gohan walked back to the high chair, Goten's bottom lip began to tremble. This at first went un noticed by Gohan, that is until-

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Gohan nearly dropped Goten as he fell to the floor, covering his ears. In less than a second it seemed, Chichi was there. She observed the scene and then ran to Goten and hushed his crying. Gohan then removed himself from the floor and looked over at him mother guiltily.

"Gee, sorry mom. He was crawling away and then he started screaming when I tried to bring him back and… and…" Gohan trailed off, scratching the back of his head guiltily.

"It's fine but be more careful next time." ChiChi said, rocking Goten though he continued to fuss. She began to wonder what it is he ad wanted.

"Goten, calm down sweetie, don't you want to eat?" She said as she turned to his food. As she did, he was getting a clear view of his target which only caused him to fuss more. Chichi sighed in exasperation.

"Whadd'ya think he wants mom?" Gohan asked, sitting in his chair.

"Cookie!"

ChiChi and Gohan both froze when they heard him. 'Did he just?'

"Cookie! Cookie! Cookie!" Goten repeated. ChiChi nearly dropped him, well she did. On his bottom though. She was at Gohan in seconds.

"Gohan! DID YOU TEACH MY BABY TO SAY COOKIE? HIS FIRST WORD SHOULD HAVE BEEN MAMA! NOW SEE WHAT YOU'VE DONE! NOW HE'LL BE A DELINQUENT ALWAYS ASKING FOR-"

As ChiChi continued her rant and Gohan tried not to cover his ears at her loudness, Goten crawled into the kitchen.

Oh, he was getting his prize!


(a/n- Yeah, I l know! Not that funny, and I haven't updated in awhile, sorry! Its really hard to, this isn't updated as frequently as others but I still try too. Anyway, please review! And if you have any request on a Oneshot I can add into this story (or even one that isn't relevant to this) please submit it! I would love to hear some!)