Dr. Brief and his wife Bunny look on in horror as Bulma rummages through the pantry and the refrigerator. She was on the warpath and both parents knew how Bulma got when she was in one of her moods. Her being pregnant and hormonal didn't help anything.
"As big as this kitchen is, why isn't there any food in here!"Bulma screams.
Bunny barely misses a pack of noodles sailing towards her head.
"Oh, my!" Bunny screeches.
Dr. Brief's tries soothing his little black cat on his shoulder. The little cat is nervous. Bulma has been having that affect on everyone lately.
"Its okay kitty, Bulma's just a little cranky today!"
Bulma screams loudly. She was so hungry. It was like, the more she ate, the hungrier she was. Bulma just wanted something to eat and could not find anything. The kitchen stayed stocked for Vegeta but now that she wanted something to eat, there was nothing! Bulma sits in the middle of the floor, surrounded by the catastrophe by her own hands. Empty containers, food wrappers, cans, and boxes are thrown all over the kitchen.
"I'm so hungry!" Bulma cries.
"Honey, how about I call for some take out, huh? In the meantime, your father and I can go grocery shopping." Bunny insists.
Bulma angrily stands up. This pregnancy has her so out of wack! She was having temper tantrums like Vegeta. Was this normal for a first time pregnancy? Or just a saiyain one? Bulma instantly gets an idea. It was a long shot, but it would help her cope with what was happening to her. Bulma gets up and leaves the kitchen to the relief of her parents. Bunny looks at all the mess.
"Our pumpkin is really having a hard time, darling!" Bunny says to her husband.
The old doctor tugs at his grey beard in agreement.
"I have to agree with you, sweetie. I'll help you clean this up and then we can go stock up on some goodies for our little girl."
"Oh yes, she has to feed our little grandbaby in there. Just think! Our grandbaby is going to be the cutest little darling. That handsome young man and our lovely daughter are going to give that little one some good genes."
"Ah, yes, with a good dose of brains and Braun." Dr. Brief jokes.
He and his wife share a laugh. From in the corner, near the entrance of the kitchen, Vegeta watches both of the humans in awe. He had been standing there the whole time, watching the entire scene with the raving mad woman. Vegeta was now convinced that this family is fucking crazy. Hopefully, his offspring did not inherit any of it!
Chichi is putting the finishing touches on her dinner. Steamed rice, coconut flavored roasted dino lizard, sweet buns, grilled duck, mashed potatoes and gravy, steamed crab, lemon flavored baked salmon, buttered rolls, almond flavored fried noodles and chocolate cake for dessert. This meal was big enough for an entire banquet of people, but it would only be her Goku and Gohan that enjoyed this meal. Nothing too good for her men! Once they came in from training, she knows they'll both be famished. Bulma is about to sit down and finish writing up lesson plans for Gohan when the telephone rings. Chichi looks up in surprise. No one ever really called the house unless they were looking to speak to Goku, but everyone Goku knew was training like him. Who could it be? Chichi gets up and walks over to the little small end table. She picks up the corded blue phone and holds it to her ear.
"This is the son residence." Chichi announces politely.
"Hi, Chichi, this Bulma!"
Chichi smiles.
"Bulma this is a pleasant surprise! I haven't heard from you in almost a year! I miss our girl talks. How is everything?" Chichi asks.
"Everything's okay. How are Goku and little Gohan?"
"Goku is Goku and my little Gohan is excelling at his studies. He works so hard training and studying, he's a darling!"
"Gohan is a great kid…uh, Chichi, I have to ask you something and when I do, you have to swear not to tell anyone! Not even Goku."
Chichi is a little concerned. Bulma and Goku were best friends. What could she possibly want to hide from him?
"Of course." Chichi promises.
Bulma takes a deep breath.
"I'm pregnant." Bulma says matter of factly.
"Oh my, gosh! Bulma, oh wow, congratulations! I wondered when you and Yamcha would finally start a family. This is exciting news!" Chichi exclaims.
"The baby isn't Yamcha's." Bulma admits quietly.
"Come again?"
"The baby isn't Yamcha's. We broke up a year ago."
"Why? I don't understand? You two have been together longer than Goku and I."
"Yamcha wasn't the same after being resurrected. I just…the feelings weren't there anymore. Then I rarely ever saw him and...And," Bulma pauses for a second.
"And what?" Chichi urges.
Bulma could feel her throat tightening up. Hard to believe their breakup could still evoke this kind of reaction from her.
"When we last spoke, we got in this big argument about us. I was feeling ignored and he admits to me that he was seeing some woman in his hometown. Claims that he thought something was going on between me and Vegeta because I was being nice to the guy."
"Was there?" Chichi asks.
"When we were together, no!"
"Wait, wait, wait! When you were together, no? Bulma...I'm just going to come straight out and ask. Are you and Vegeta sleeping together?"
"Yeah."
Chichi puts a palm to her temple. This was insane.
"He's the father of your unborn child?"
"Yes!" Bulma grounds out. She can hear Chichi's sharp intake of breath on the line. That was a shock. She had been anticipating Chichi to start screaming and hollering about Vegeta being a monster and almost destroyed the earth and had tried to kill Goku and Gohan.
"Bulma…I'm not going to lecture you because you are an adult. If Goku hadn't filled me in on that saiyain's terrible upbringing I would be yelling your ears off. I understand you're letting him live there and you're trying to show him kindness, but why? You're the riches woman in the world and you could have anyone you wanted. Why that brute?"
"Chichi, you'll never understand. Hell, I don't understand it myself. It's like we compliment each other so much that Yamcha and I never have. It's weird. But all I know is I'm pregnant with this saiyain child, and I'm afraid. You are the only other woman who has an understanding in this area." Bulma breaks down over the phone.
Chichi puts a hand to her chest as she sits in the chair next to the end table. She figures with everything going on it must be overwhelming for her. Bulma couldn't stand not being in control and this was out of her control. Chichi speaks soothingly into the phone.
"There, there. Bulma, pregnancy is a perfectly normal process for a woman. Granted, my pregnancy with Gohan was a little difficult, but honey, that's normal."
"I can't cope. I'm in so much pain and I'm not even that far along. When I eat, it's like it's not filling me up. I'm always hungry. The hunger pangs are awful."
"Bulma you're carrying a saiyain child in you. Saiyains eat twice as much as humans do, so you're are going to have to triple that. I could eat Goku under the table when I was pregnant and you know how much that man can eat."
She and Chichi laugh at that comment. Goku could eat the world's food supply and that still wouldn't be enough for him.
"So eat a lot…boy I'm dreading the weight gain from this!" Bulma groans.
"Oh, please, have you seen me? Saiyain babies are different than human ones. The bulk of the food you will be eating is going to that baby. You know the term, "eating for two"; you'll actually be eating for five."
Bulma sighs with relief. She thought she was losing her mind for a minute this morning. Chichi had calmed her nerves.
"Chichi I don't know how I can thank you. I was about to destroy my mother's entire kitchen this morning."
"Anytime. Call me whenever you need a friendly voice. Oh! Bulma, be careful with that Vegeta. I don't want you getting hurt!" Chichi says.
"You bet. I'd better go apologize to my parents. Talk to you later Chichi!"
"Will do!"
Chichi hangs up the phone. She's glad that she could be of some comfort to Bulma. She remembered when she was pregnant, all alone in this little house. There was no one she could talk to, or ask questions. Reading books was the only way she had been able to prepare herself for childbirth. Poor Goku had nearly fainted when she delivered their son on her own. It almost damn near killed her. If not for the senzu beans, and her fighter's KI, she would have died. Luckily the only after effect was she couldn't walk straight for about three months. That realization alone made her worry about Bulma's predicament. Before she can dwell on it completely, Goku, and Gohan come barging in the door.
"Hi, honey! Boy, dinner smells delicious!"
"Yeah, mom! Dad and I could smell it on the way here. I can't wait to eat!" Gohan says excitedly.
Goku and Gohan are about to rush the dinner until Chichi blocks their path. She outstretches both her arms, allowing no entrance into the kitchen.
"And just what do you two think you are doing?" Chichi demands to know.
"Uh, about to eat!" Goku answers sheepishly.
"Oh no! You two march yourselves straight outside and take a bath."
Goku begins to pout, as does Gohan.
"Aw, mom!" He whines.
"Right now! You two have been training all day and smell like dogs. I am not letting either of you in my kitchen until you bathe!"
"Okay, Chichi. Come on Gohan, let's hurry and get clean so we can eat!"
"Yeah, let's, I'm starving!"
Both men dash out of the house. Chichi smiles a self satisfactory smile. Those two were hopeless!
Dinner at Capsule Corporation is quite a spectacle. Everyone sat at the table their plates in front of them, but nothing was being touched. Everyone was too busy gawking at the strange site at the table. Mrs. Brief had a handkerchief up to her mouth. was staring wide eyed at the scene before him. Vegeta just stares in complete and utter disbelief. Bulma is sitting at the table, shoving piles and piles of food in her mouth. When she was done with one plate she helped herself to another, totally oblivious to the stares around her. The more she eats, the better she is starting to feel. She notices no one else is eating.
"Hey! You guys don't know what you're missing!" Bulma says with a mouthful of food.
Vegeta couldn't believe it. He continued staring at her. Was this a side effect of her pregnancy? He could only imagine what other strange things were going to be happening around the house during these months. Between the pet loving doctor, the dingbat woman, and this raving lunatic, he almost wished he were back in frieza's barracks again.
