Hey guys! I'm soooooo sorry for this long overdue update. I hope you guys keep reading after this chapter. I promise it's going to get right into the plot of the story after this chapter.
I don't own db/z, both belong to Akira Toriyama!
Party at Capsule Corp.
" Guess waking up so early in the morning paid off."
" Bulma! Hey where's Trunks?"
Bulma turned to look at who was speaking to her. She saw that it was Krillin. 18 was right beside him. She waved at them and smiled.
" Hi, he's over on this side." Bulma led them to her son.
Trunks was sitting in a little throne. He looked very irritated. The three year old stuck his tongue out at them. Bulma's eye begins to twitch.
" Trunks, what did mommy say about sticking your tongue out at people?
Trunks proceeded to stick his tongue out again, except this time, he directs it right at his mom. Bulma's shoulders begin to shake with the rest of her body. Trunks laughed, clapping his hands.
" Eh, Bulma it's ok. Don't get mad at him." Krillin says, as Bulma turns to face him shouting " I'm not lecturing him because of you! He's been doing this all morning and it's angering me!"
" Sheesh Bulma, you're starting to sound like Chichi."
Bulma exhales and says " Maybe I am! You see her kids misbehaving? No right?"
Krillin takes a few steps back, as 18 narrows her eyes at Bulma. " There's no need for shouting. We're not deaf."
Bulma passes a hand through her hair. " I'm sorry you two. This whole day I was crazy busy preparing for this party. I didn't mean to take it out on you."
" It's ok, what exactly happen that's made you this cranky?" Krillin asked as 18 elbowed him hard in the ribs.
" I'm not cranky! Anyways, it started early in the morning."
Hours before:
Sleeping in her warm bed made her not want to do anything. She turned her body over. The sun hit her face as she wrinkled her nose. As much as she wanted to just sleep the day away, she had to prepare for Trunks birthday party. She sat up, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. Expecting to see her man beside her, she plops down to find no one. Vegeta wasn't in bed. Figures.
" Of course why would he sleep in? It's the perfect time to start his endless training in the gravity room. I know he's trying to maintain his figure, but this is ridiculous." Bulma yawns as she gets out of bed, and heads straight to the bathroom for her daily morning routine.
Wearing a white tee shirt and a pair of blue shorts, she walks to her son's room. While she walked, she grabs the hair tie on her wrist and ties her hair into a low ponytail. Before reaching her son's room, she could hear voices. It was probably her mother cooing her grandson. Opening the door, Bulma sees her mom holding Trunks. Her dad was there also, watching his wife holding their grandchild. Bulma had to admit, it was pretty cute. Though, looking back at pictures of her baby and toddler years, she knew she had to save Trunks from embarrassing photos. And one was about to be taken by her dad.
" Hey mom and dad. What is Trunks wearing?" Bulma asked, seeing her son in a penguin costume. " Mother! What did I tell you about the animal costumes? Plus, I don't want Trunks wearing that for his birthday!"
Bulma snatches Trunks away from her mother. She walks to the changing table and begins to take the suit off. Trunks is left wearing only a diaper. He reaches out for her as Bulma picks him up.
" Oh but sweetie, I thought it'd be really cute." Mrs. Briefs says, as she watches her daughter rocking Trunks in her arms.
" Yes I think he looks cute too, but I want him in a prince costume instead."
" Okay then." Mrs. Briefs says as she takes one last look at Trunks and sighs. " Poor baby."
About an hour or two, Bulma was busy making phone calls and telling people where to put things out back. She was hesitate in agreeing to her mother's proposal of making a cake instead of her ordering one. Bulma gave in once her mother began pleading. Excited out of her mind, Mrs. Briefs went back into the kitchen. Bulma was a little worried. What if she made the cake way too small? Bulma looked back at the kitchen. She just had to trust her mom.
" Okay, everything should be arriving soon." Bulma took a sip of her lemon flavored water. She set the cup down and walked towards the gravity room. She had not seen Vegeta at all and it concerned her a little. He usually always came out to get something to eat. She sees the LED light near the door handle red. That meant the gravity room was in use. She went to the room beside to talk to Vegeta by screen instead. She turns the screen on, and sees that Vegeta was sprawled on the ground. He wasn't moving at all. Her eyes widened as she quickly clicks a button that changes the gravity back to normal. Unfortunately, she didn't click the button hard enough. Without seeing that the light was still red, she opens the door and steps in.
In seconds, her body fell to the ground. The pain she was feeling was excruciating.
" V-vegeta!" She called out, as she closed her eyes in pain.
The pain was becoming unbearable. She felt like her body was being crushed. She felt a hand touch her head. She opens her eyes as much as she could and saw it was Vegeta. He was crawling with all his might towards her.
" W-what are you doing in here? Why did you not turn the stupid gravity off?!" He knew he had to get to the lever to turn off the gravity. If he didn't, Bulma would be crushed alive. With all his strength, he pushed up from the floor and crawled towards the lever. Once there, he pulls it down as he plops to the floor.
" Thank the gods you were able to get to the lever. I thought I was done for." Bulma says, trying to get on all fours. Her back felt like a big bag of bricks fell on to it. It hurt a lot.
Once they caught their breaths, Bulma asks " Why were you on the floor?"
Vegeta coughs and says " Same reason you were. You need to check this gravity room. I had it on at 300x gravity. Then for no apparent reason it changed to something else."
" You didn't touch anything?"
" Of course I did not! Why would I be asking then?"
Bulma gets up and checks things out. After sometime of inspecting, she says " Everything is working fine. Nothing is out of place."
She looks over at Vegeta, who was staring at a specific place. His eyes narrowed as he says " I felt as if someone was watching over me while I was training."
Bulma looks at him nervously. " You think we might be in danger?"
Vegeta looks at his boots. " Or maybe I was simply seeing my shadow."
Bulma angrily narrows her eyes. " Stop trying to scare me you jerk!"
Vegeta smirks, and gets up. " If you don't mind, I'd like to go back to something more important."
Bulma points to the door. " No sir! You're going to go shower and get ready for Trunks party!"
Vegeta without a word, pushes her out of the room. He slams the door in her face. Bulma hit's the door once and recoils her hand. That hurt.
" Whatever then! If your son ends up hating you, you'll know who caused it!"
" I could careless. Now get lost." She hears Vegeta say on the other side of the door.
'Why do I even bother?' She stomps away to the front door. Those people better be here already.
After everything was set in place, Bulma prepares her son and herself up. She dresses Trunks in the prince outfit she got him. She puts on a green halter dress with a pair of green flip flops. Her hair she left alone. She then applied a little lip-gloss.
" All done. Now I better go check on how the cake is coming along."
Walking to the kitchen, Bulma stares in awe at the huge cake in front of her. Her mother had definitely outdid herself. The cake was chocolate and had blue frosting. Mrs. Briefs was putting the candles on it as she noticed her daughter gawking. She giggled and set the last candle on the cake.
" Whatya thing? I tried my best to make it the greatest cake eva!" Mrs. Briefs said stepping down from a chair.
" Mom, you definitely out did yourself." Bulma said, hugging her mother. " Thanks so much!"
" You're welcome dear." Mrs. Briefs says hugging her back. " Now I gotta get ready. Excuse me sweetie."
Back to the party:
Krillin narrowed his eyes. " Bulma, that wasn't a lot."
" It was to me! You try setting up a party for your kid when you have one!"
" As a matter of fact we-OW!" Krillin gets elbowed by 18 hard in the ribs.
" What?" Bulma asked, noticing the look that 18 gave Krillin.
" Nothing, Krillin is talking nonsense. Now where are we to sit?" 18 asked as Bulma showed them to their seats.
The party went on until four in the afternoon. The last thing that was left to do was to have Trunks blow out the candles.
" Okay Trunks, time to blow out the candles!" Bulma cheered as she handed a camera to Chichi. " Take pictures will you?"
" Sure." Chichi says as she began to snap photos.
Once Trunks was finished, everyone cheered and clapped. Bulma held Trunks up top a little more. The mischievous little boy smiled as he pushes the cake. Bulma stays still, as some snapped photos.
" Bulma the cake!" Someone shouts as the cake falls onto the table. Pieces of cake flew everywhere, covering clothing and faces.
" Trunks!" Bulma looks at him in anger and sees his eyes begin to water. She sighs and sadly smiles. " You owe grandma a cake when you grow up, you know that right?"
Mrs. Briefs begins to giggle as everyone else starts to laugh. Trunks hugged his mom tight. Bulma smiled and thought 'Guess it was all worth it'
And that's it! I'm so sorry this took forever. I was having writer's block again. Ugh, how I don't like it! But this was just meant to be a silly chapter. It did have one important little thing in it. You can't miss it xD
So yup, hope you liked and please leave a review!
Aira-Nilights