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A day after little Pantii Son was born her parents were able to take her home. Bra had been staying over at Goten's on the weekends so many of her clothes were already there, and of course all the baby furniture was there as well. Goten excitedly opened his apartment door for Bra as she carried their baby in.
"This is so exciting!" he said shutting the door. "She's finally home!"
Bra smiled as she looked at her daughter. "Yes she is."
The next few months to pass were a mixture of feelings. Bra and Goten learned the hardships of parenting as well as the good times. They would argue about whose turn it was to feed little Pantii when she woke up at night, but in the end they would both agree to get up and do it. They worked as a team and that's why at the end of everyday they were happy.
Bra sat on her livingroom floor with a nine-month old Pantii in her lap. Beside her sat Pan, who had a few college books in her own lap. Her and Trunks had been married for six months, and there still wasn't any sign of a baby anytime soon.
"No Pantii," Bra said removing her daughters tubby fingers from her hair. It was put up in an adorable ponytail on the top of her head, but Pantii didn't like it. Especially the big bows her mother always wanted to put in her hair.
"When is she going to talk?" asked Pan.
Bra shrugged. "Goten and I have been trying to get her to talk forever."
Pan sat her school book aside and smile at her niece. "Say Panny, Panny?"
Pantii just looked her aunt like she was crazy before looking up at her mom and making a gurgling noise. "Say Momma- Momma- Momma," Bra said.
Pantii simply stuck her thumb in her mouth and rested her head on Bra's leg. Pan snickered, "Looks like she'll be a real talker."
"She'll talk when she's ready," Bra said petting her daughters hair.
"Momma," said a voice making the girls ears perk.
"Did she-?" Pan asked.
"She said Momma!" Bra said picking her daughter up again. "Say it again, Pantii. Say Momma!"
"Momma," the girl said clearly confused about her mothers and aunts behavior.
"She did!" Pan said with a laugh. "You'll never get her to shut up now!"
"Yeah, she'll be like you," teased Bra causing her friend to laugh.
"Babe, have you seen my phone?" Goten asked.
"It's was on the coffee table last time I saw it," came Bra's voice from their bedroom.
Goten walked into the livingroom and smiled at seeing Pantii standing up with the support of the couch and holding his phone. He squatted down so he was eye level with her, "What are you doing with my phone, baby girl?"
Pantii smiled before clicking the home button and causing his lock screen to come on. "Momma," Pantii said seeing a picture of herself and Bra.
"Yep," Goten said with a smile. "There's my girls. Come on baby," he said holding his arm open to her. Pantii took a step away from the couch and Goten smile. "Bra," he called out quickly.
"Yeah?"
"You're going to want to come in here! Hurry!"
Bra ran into the room just in time to see Pantii taking her first independent step. She took another and then another before stumbling, but her fathers strong arms caught her. "She walked!" Bra said happily as she kissed her daughters cheek multiple times.
More years passed and Pantii grew more and more each day. Bra and Goten soon became engaged before getting married, and the flower girl was their daughter of course. Pantii was now four, and it was her first day of preschool.
"Goten, I don't know if we should do this," Bra said as they walked behind the bouncing Pantii. She had her long black hair pulled into two ponytails with ribbons pink ribbons on the end to match her dress. Her blue eyes sparkled as she looked around at the world, ready to enter it.
"Awe, it's okay Bra, really. Look at her, she's having a blast."
Bra frowned. "I know, but I feel as if my baby is growing up too fast."
Goten smiled slightly. "We can't stop her from growing up, all we can do is enjoy her being young while she is."
The three soon made their way to Pantii's building and were greeted by the teacher, who was so old that her first year of teaching she had Goten and then Bra years later. They remembered her being kind and patient so they weren't too worried about their daughter having a mean teacher. There was at least 15 other children with Pantii and there was also another teacher who was required to be there. Goten now started to feel a bit uneasy.
"Bra," he whispered to his wife as she helped Pantii place her things in her cubby. "Grab Pantii, and we'll make a run for it!"
"Goten," Bra said with a laugh as Pantii ran off to go play with a few other girls who ha baby dolls. "We can't stop her from growing up, all we can do is enjoy her being young while she is." She had repeated the very same thing he had told her before they walked into the school. Goten just frowned. He wasn't liking this idea of growing up very much.
-I haven't forgotten about Trunks and Pan... I promise *laughs evilly*