A/N: Damn FF.N hasn't been workin' for AOL members, so I haven't been able to update forever. Heh, oh well, go figure. Anyway, thanks to the whole one person who has reviewed so far.




Buu and Cranberry were both silenced when the hunk that had come from Cranberry started moving and whining. Neither of them said a thing or moved in the slightest (they didn't even blink) as the thing wriggled about. It had been in a purplish sac, but moments later its wriggling caused it to rupture, and more sticky liquid poured from it. After that, the whining was louder, and it sounded more like what a newborn puppy would sound like than anything else.

"Buu..." Cranberry hesitantly spoke from the midst of the silence. "What is that thing?" She looked over to him with a blank, questioning look in her distant eyes.

The pink creature just shook his head, his mouth hanging ajar in confusion and disbelief. Cranberry didn't bother trying to get him to answer that question. Instead, she asked another.

"And why did I just throw it up? I didn't eat any animals." she added.

Buu sniffed the air a bit, ignoring her. Then he took a few steps in the direction of the moving mass of flesh. "It smells like you. Yet..." he sniffed some more, Cranberry timidly following behind him. "...it smells like me, also."

"How can you smell that?"

"Bibidi gave Buu a strong nose." he replied, now standing over the squirming mass.

Both of the evildoers now stood over the tiny creature, staring down at it. They seemed to be staring a lot lately. The thing had a light pinkish-red tone to its skin and when its mouth was open, rows of dagger-like teeth tore out from its gums and were accompanied by four particularly sharp fangs on the top and bottom rows. In examining further, Cranberry and Buu discovered it had a single semi-long strip of pinkish-red flesh jutting out from the top of its head. It did not open its eyes; they remained closed the entire time.

For Cranberry, putting the pieces together was easy. Here was some baby creature that looked exactly like Majin Buu, save the tint of its skin, and that had just been thrown up by the girl so suddenly and after she hadn't been feeling well the entire day. It could've only meant one thing...but Buu remained oblivious.

"Majin Buu, what did you do?!?!" she hissed, glaring daggers at her friend.

He jumped, then looked at her straight in the eyes with his soul-shredders. "What do you mean what did I do?!" he hissed back, looking quite angry.

"That thing! It's...it's...it's like it's our baby or somethin'! Look!" She and Buu looked back at the thing. Then the expression that slowly crept over Buu's face conveyed that he got the drift once she had pointed it out to him.

"How...how did that happen?" he nervously asked, unsure of how it really had happened.

"I don't know. Why don't YOU tell ME?!" she growled at him.

"The only thing I can think of is..." he started. Cranberry quickly cut him off, stepping closer to him in a threatening manner.

"IS WHAT?!?!?!"

"Earlier today, when we were napping, I woke up before you did. And I sorta...I...I imagined what a kid would look like if it were ours." he spilled out quickly.

"YOU DID WHAT?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?"

In about two seconds, Cranberry was up in his face, about to strangle him alive. She didn't care if Buu was stronger than her in every way, or if he had imagined her and could un-imagine her just as quickly; that was quite apparent.

It was also quite apparent that Buu had forgotten that pretty much anything he imagined that involved himself would come true. He had forgotten about that power of his. And his forgetfulness of that had caused Cranberry to conceive a child and give "birth" to it within the same day he had imagined it. That was why Cranberry had felt ill and irritable after she awoke from the nap.

The baby thing started to whimper louder, which was still quite muted. Cranberry's gaze on Buu softened as she looked back down at the creature. She hesitantly reached down and picked it up, getting the vomit and other substances all over her hands and arms, and brought it up to her and Buu's height. It still had its eyes closed tightly; Cranberry guessed they wouldn't open for a while, like a kitten's eyes.

The moment it was in her arms, the child calmed down just as quickly as it had acted up. Buu sniffed at it some more, making sure that his nose hadn't been fooling him. Suddenly, just for that moment, neither Cranberry nor Buu seemed so evil. They seemed just like any normal people on the planet, going about their normal lives.

"Is it male or female?" Cranberry asked, not able to find any reproductive parts whatsoever.

Buu sniffed the air again. "Male." he blurted out immediately.

"His name is Id then." Cranberry said, wiping some of the fluid away from its closed eyes, its mouth, and its nose.

Buu's eyes shot open. "Are you crazy?! You can't name it!! We CAN'T keep it!!" he ranted.

Cranberry smirked a bit. "Sure we can. He's ours, remember?" Then she looked up at him and met eyes with her friend again. "Besides, YOU'RE the one who got us into this..."

Buu was robbed of an answer. So he just snapped his mouth shut and looked at her, then at the child, then back at her, and back at the child; his eyes stayed there.

"Fine...but it doesn't get in the way of our fun. If it does, it's gone..."




A/N: Are you SHOCKED?! Hehehe. You're supposed to be. Buu has a son now?! How crazy. I told you it would get out-of-character and out-of-hand. Well, thank you for being open-minded so far. If you haven't, you've probably flamed me by now. Oh wait. I only have ONE review. LOL. Coming up next: Buu and Cranberry's adventures in caring for a baby whatever-Buu-is.