Author's Note: By my calculations, and by that I mean looking at the DB Wikia about GT which is definitely outdated (not to mention non-canon) since DBS ret-coned a lot, Trunks should be 14 years older than Bulla. Whether I'm wrong according to DBGT or not is really not a huge issue since I'm just waiting for her to be born in DBS to calculate her canon age. But in this story Trunks is 18 (a senior in high school) and his sister is 4. Just a little info for you.

The next morning, Bulma made sure to catch her son before he was off to school. He got into the habit of grabbing something from the fridge for breakfast and then flying out the door, usually to meet Goten before class started. A habit he regretfully got from his father.

"Bulla had some monsters under her bed last night," she told Trunks as he dug through the fridge.

He glanced back at her. "Is that so?"

She fixed him with a stern look. "Do you just enjoy watching her freak out over imaginary monsters?"

He sighed. "Look, she was just annoying me, okay? And she'd make me check for them each night, so I just started saying I was friends with some of the monsters to try and make them less scary."

"Well it didn't work. Now she thinks you're in league with them."

He laughed.

Bulma raised an eyebrow at him.

"It's just a little funny," he justified.

"Oh, enjoy it while you can," Bulma told him. "This will come back and bite you someday."

"Can't you just check her bed for her before going to bed?" Trunks asked. "You're up so late anyway."

"Oh, not me." Bulma grinned at his confused look. "She doesn't think I'm scary enough to scare the monsters away. She woke your father up to scare them away for her."

Trunks's smile disappeared. A sleep deprived Vegeta was something neither of them wanted.

The man in question came walking through the room and yawned loudly. Trunks had a look of fear on his face which he tried to cover with a smile as he bolted from the room. Bulla was right behind her father, his little blue shadow as ever.

"Why in such a hurry?" Vegeta asked his wife, gesturing to where Trunks had flown off to.

Bulma smiled at him. "He was just running late since he took the time to talk to me before going to school."

"What about?" Vegeta dug through the fridge just as his son had done while Bulla sat down at the table next to her mother.

Bulma poured her daughter some cereal. "Just about scaring away the monsters for Bulla at night. Maybe no more scary stories for Bulla so close to bed time."

Vegeta chuckled as he settled on grabbing an apple from the bowl on the counter.

"Daddy's going to teach me to scare the monsters away by myself!" Bulla said with a huge grin.

"Is that so?"

"Mhmm! Daddy said he'd teach me today how to be really scary so I don't need anyone to scare away the monsters for me."

Bulma looked at her husband but he wouldn't meet her eyes. He was looking out the window, something he usually did when he didn't want to meet her gaze. Just him being macho and not showing his emotions. "I hope you two have fun with that. I'll be in my lab again today."

Bulla dug into her food and quickly finished, wanting her mother to pour her more. Bulma smiled at the half-saiyan's appetite, only half that of what pure saiyans could eat perfectly enough. Their family dinners probably looked like feasts to a normal person.

Bulma refilled her daughter's bowl and ruffled her hair as she got up. She kissed Bulla's head and left to get to work.