3 months later…
Chichi was going into labor. "Ah! Gohan, it's happening."
Gohan gasped. "MIRA!" he yelled.
Mira practically jumped down the stairs at the urgency in his voice.
"Mira, do you remember our plan?"
Mira nodded. How could she forget the plan? About a month ago, she, Gohan and Chichi had made a plan of what to do when this happened. Gohan going to fly Chichi to the hospital, and Mira take the Nimbus Cloud to alert everyone and tell them to meet at the hospital. Gohan had thoroughly instructed her on were to find everyone. Chichi gasped in pain. "Go," said Gohan. Mira nodded again. She ran outside, called the Nimbus and got on. As she flew off, she saw Gohan taking off with Chichi in his arms. She flew the Nimbus to were Piccolo was meditating over his stream. "Piccolo!" called.
"Yeah, kid?"
"Chichi… her baby is being born! Come quick!"
"I'll see you there, kid," said Piccolo taking off.
Next on the list was the Briefs family. Mira flew the Nimbus through an open window in the Capsule Corp. building. "Bulma! Chichi's having the baby!"
Bulma took Trunks out of his crib and grabbed the car keys. "See ya there Mira!" she called. She was about to run out the door and into the car, but Vegita opened the door and lifted her into his arms and flew off. Mira flew the Nimbus out the open door and toward the area were she knew Tien and Choutsu were training. She delivered the message, and flew on to Yamcha's house. "Yamcha! Pu'ar! Chichi's…"
"I know Mira, I sensed all their kis going toward the hospital."
"Then why didn't you leave?"
"If you came to an empty house you'd waste time looking for me."
"We're wasting time talking here!" yelled Mira, flying off. Mira flew the cloud to the Ox King's house. She told him the news and he got in his truck to drive to the hospital. She guided the cloud to Roshi's house. "Let's go!" she called, for obviously they knew what was happening, and had waited for the same reason has Yamcha. Mira moved over so Master Roshi could get on the Nimbus, and watch Krillin and Juu take off, with Oolong riding on Krillin's back. Then Mira and Roshi took off on the Nimbus.
When they arrived at the hospital, everyone else was there, and they were attracting a lot of stares, which is not surprising. A man with three eyes, a guy who looked like a doll, a Namek, and a small girl with a tail. Interesting group. Fortunately, no one did any more than stare at the strange crowd of people. Mira looked around and did not see Gohan. She realized that he was with Chichi, since Chichi's husband- Mira's uncle- had been killed in a battle with the monster Cell less than a year ago.
"You know this will be a long wait, right kid?" asked Piccolo. Mira nodded. Mira looked around at the people staring at them. That made her nervous. Then she almost laughed at herself. Why should she be nervous? Piccolo was here, and everyone else. Mira doubted anyone would mess with them.
"Well, Mira, soon you'll have another cousin. How do you like that?" said Krillin. Mira smiled. "Great!" she said. She looked over at Pu'ar and Oolong, who were playing a card game. Mira didn't play cards. More importantly, she was hungry. She didn't have breakfast or lunch, and it was almost one-thirty. She should have told someone to bring snacks.
"Mira, you look hungry," said Yamcha. Mira nodded. "Would you like a snack? There's a vending machine down the hall, and I have some change." Mira nodded again. "Thank you," she said. Yamcha took her down the hall to the vending machine. "It's probably not enough for a sayian, but it's better than nothing," said Yamcha. "What would you like?" he asked. Mira pointed to the one she wanted. Yamcha put in some change and pressed the button. The thing started to release, but stopped. "Hey! Dumb machine!" muttered Yamcha. He banged on the side of the machine, causing a large and extremely noticeable dent. The machine made a strange noise, and all the contents fell out. "Oops," said Yamcha.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing?" an employee yelled at Yamcha.
"Well… I… er, I was just getting a snack for my little friend here and…"
The man looked at Yamcha suspiciously. "You're from that group of weirdoes, aren't ya? I'll let ya off with a warning, but if it happens again…"
"Um… thanks."
The man walked off, leaving Yamcha and Mira alone. "Well, Mira, we can't just leave this food sitting here can we?" Mira giggled as she and Yamcha got as many snacks as they could and brought them back to the others. Tien look at the pile of snacks that Mira and Yamcha brought back. "Why did you get so much?" he asked.
Yamcha laughed nervously. "Oh, well, the vending machine was broken, so it gave us more than we asked for."
Bulma looked at Yamcha angrily. "You broke the machine didn't you? I hope we don't get in trouble for that!"
Vegita smirked. "So the machine dumped all that on you?"
"Well, there's some more back there…" began Yamcha, but Vegita had already left. Yamcha and Mira put their loot on the table and invited the others to eat with them. Mira looked at Piccolo, who was still standing near the wall. She grabbed a candy bar and walked over to him. She held up the candy bar and said, "Are you hungry Piccolo?"
Piccolo smiled and took the candy bar. "Thanks kid." Mira smiled and went to eat with the others. Then Vegita came back, carrying an armful of snacks. He set these down on the other end of the table. "Now this is my food, so none of you had better touch it," he warned. Despite his warning, Bulma took a few snacks from the pile, and to Mira's surprise, Vegita did not object. Mira wondered about this, but did not say anything. Mira looked over at Piccolo, who was still standing there with the candy bar in his hand. She wondered why he didn't come over, but, again, she didn't say anything.
Piccolo wasn't sure what to think when Mira had handed him the candy bar. He had accepted it, but then realized he wasn't hungry. So then why had he accepted it, if he wasn't going to eat it? To please Mira? That seemed likely. He noticed Mira looking at him and smiled at her. She smiled back, then turned her attention to the snacks. He looked at Gohan, who was making gestures at Piccolo indicating to eat the candy bar. Piccolo looked at him with a puzzled expression on his face. Gohan mouthed the words, "Eat it." Piccolo looked at the candy bar and shrugged. Why not? He opened the wrapper and took a bite out of the candy bar. Not bad. He looked over at Mira, who was watching him eat it. Obviously eating the candy bar did please the little half-sayian. Piccolo looked over at Gohan. He was giving Piccolo a thumbs up. Piccolo finished the candy bar and sat down in a chair. He looked at Mira again, then Gohan. Gohan was coming over to him.
"Hey, Piccolo," whispered Gohan.
"What is it Gohan?"
"I think Mira likes you."
"What?"
"She likes you."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means what I said; she likes you."
"How so?"
"I'm not sure yet. But she definitely prefers your company to anyone else's."
"Whatever you say, kid."
Gohan smirked and left. A short while later Mira came up to Piccolo. She kneeled down in front of him and put her head on his lap. "What're you up to, kid?" he asked her. Mira shrugged. "Just came to see you," she answered. Now that Gohan had suggested it to him, she really did seem to prefer his company. He noticed that her eyelids where drooping. She had been through a lot today; she had a right to be tired. Without knowing why, he lifted her up onto his lap and let her rest her head against his chest. She soon fell asleep.
"So, looks like the all mighty Namek has soft spot," said Vegita, smirking.
"Oh, and I suppose you don't?" asked Piccolo.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Bulma and Trunks."
"Hmph," said Vegita, unable to think of a good comeback. He went over to see if there was any food left. Mira laughed. Piccolo looked down at her. "I thought you were asleep," he said. Mira shook her head. "I'm awake."
"You might as well sleep. It's gonna be a few more hours."
Mira shrugged. "Did you know my father?"
"Yes."
"What was he like?"
"Did your mom ever say anything about him?"
"Just that he was an evil jerk with a tail."
Piccolo chuckled. "That pretty much sums it up."
Four hours later…
"It's a boy!" shouted Gohan, running out of the delivery room.
"Alright!" was the general statement said by everyone. They all walked into the delivery room to see Chichi holding her newborn son. Both of them were almost asleep. Chichi looked tiredly at everyone. "I'm glad you all could make it, but I imagine it's getting late. You should all head home."
"The doctor said Chichi and Goten should stay in the hospital for a few more days. You guys can come see us tomorrow."
"Does that mean you're staying here, Gohan?" asked Bulma. Gohan nodded.
"What about Mira? Is she staying too?" asked Tien.
"No, I think she should go home and look after the house. She can handle it," said Gohan confidently.
And so Mira took care of the Son house for the next three days until Chichi, Gohan and the newborn Goten came back from the hospital.
Chichi was going into labor. "Ah! Gohan, it's happening."
Gohan gasped. "MIRA!" he yelled.
Mira practically jumped down the stairs at the urgency in his voice.
"Mira, do you remember our plan?"
Mira nodded. How could she forget the plan? About a month ago, she, Gohan and Chichi had made a plan of what to do when this happened. Gohan going to fly Chichi to the hospital, and Mira take the Nimbus Cloud to alert everyone and tell them to meet at the hospital. Gohan had thoroughly instructed her on were to find everyone. Chichi gasped in pain. "Go," said Gohan. Mira nodded again. She ran outside, called the Nimbus and got on. As she flew off, she saw Gohan taking off with Chichi in his arms. She flew the Nimbus to were Piccolo was meditating over his stream. "Piccolo!" called.
"Yeah, kid?"
"Chichi… her baby is being born! Come quick!"
"I'll see you there, kid," said Piccolo taking off.
Next on the list was the Briefs family. Mira flew the Nimbus through an open window in the Capsule Corp. building. "Bulma! Chichi's having the baby!"
Bulma took Trunks out of his crib and grabbed the car keys. "See ya there Mira!" she called. She was about to run out the door and into the car, but Vegita opened the door and lifted her into his arms and flew off. Mira flew the Nimbus out the open door and toward the area were she knew Tien and Choutsu were training. She delivered the message, and flew on to Yamcha's house. "Yamcha! Pu'ar! Chichi's…"
"I know Mira, I sensed all their kis going toward the hospital."
"Then why didn't you leave?"
"If you came to an empty house you'd waste time looking for me."
"We're wasting time talking here!" yelled Mira, flying off. Mira flew the cloud to the Ox King's house. She told him the news and he got in his truck to drive to the hospital. She guided the cloud to Roshi's house. "Let's go!" she called, for obviously they knew what was happening, and had waited for the same reason has Yamcha. Mira moved over so Master Roshi could get on the Nimbus, and watch Krillin and Juu take off, with Oolong riding on Krillin's back. Then Mira and Roshi took off on the Nimbus.
When they arrived at the hospital, everyone else was there, and they were attracting a lot of stares, which is not surprising. A man with three eyes, a guy who looked like a doll, a Namek, and a small girl with a tail. Interesting group. Fortunately, no one did any more than stare at the strange crowd of people. Mira looked around and did not see Gohan. She realized that he was with Chichi, since Chichi's husband- Mira's uncle- had been killed in a battle with the monster Cell less than a year ago.
"You know this will be a long wait, right kid?" asked Piccolo. Mira nodded. Mira looked around at the people staring at them. That made her nervous. Then she almost laughed at herself. Why should she be nervous? Piccolo was here, and everyone else. Mira doubted anyone would mess with them.
"Well, Mira, soon you'll have another cousin. How do you like that?" said Krillin. Mira smiled. "Great!" she said. She looked over at Pu'ar and Oolong, who were playing a card game. Mira didn't play cards. More importantly, she was hungry. She didn't have breakfast or lunch, and it was almost one-thirty. She should have told someone to bring snacks.
"Mira, you look hungry," said Yamcha. Mira nodded. "Would you like a snack? There's a vending machine down the hall, and I have some change." Mira nodded again. "Thank you," she said. Yamcha took her down the hall to the vending machine. "It's probably not enough for a sayian, but it's better than nothing," said Yamcha. "What would you like?" he asked. Mira pointed to the one she wanted. Yamcha put in some change and pressed the button. The thing started to release, but stopped. "Hey! Dumb machine!" muttered Yamcha. He banged on the side of the machine, causing a large and extremely noticeable dent. The machine made a strange noise, and all the contents fell out. "Oops," said Yamcha.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing?" an employee yelled at Yamcha.
"Well… I… er, I was just getting a snack for my little friend here and…"
The man looked at Yamcha suspiciously. "You're from that group of weirdoes, aren't ya? I'll let ya off with a warning, but if it happens again…"
"Um… thanks."
The man walked off, leaving Yamcha and Mira alone. "Well, Mira, we can't just leave this food sitting here can we?" Mira giggled as she and Yamcha got as many snacks as they could and brought them back to the others. Tien look at the pile of snacks that Mira and Yamcha brought back. "Why did you get so much?" he asked.
Yamcha laughed nervously. "Oh, well, the vending machine was broken, so it gave us more than we asked for."
Bulma looked at Yamcha angrily. "You broke the machine didn't you? I hope we don't get in trouble for that!"
Vegita smirked. "So the machine dumped all that on you?"
"Well, there's some more back there…" began Yamcha, but Vegita had already left. Yamcha and Mira put their loot on the table and invited the others to eat with them. Mira looked at Piccolo, who was still standing near the wall. She grabbed a candy bar and walked over to him. She held up the candy bar and said, "Are you hungry Piccolo?"
Piccolo smiled and took the candy bar. "Thanks kid." Mira smiled and went to eat with the others. Then Vegita came back, carrying an armful of snacks. He set these down on the other end of the table. "Now this is my food, so none of you had better touch it," he warned. Despite his warning, Bulma took a few snacks from the pile, and to Mira's surprise, Vegita did not object. Mira wondered about this, but did not say anything. Mira looked over at Piccolo, who was still standing there with the candy bar in his hand. She wondered why he didn't come over, but, again, she didn't say anything.
Piccolo wasn't sure what to think when Mira had handed him the candy bar. He had accepted it, but then realized he wasn't hungry. So then why had he accepted it, if he wasn't going to eat it? To please Mira? That seemed likely. He noticed Mira looking at him and smiled at her. She smiled back, then turned her attention to the snacks. He looked at Gohan, who was making gestures at Piccolo indicating to eat the candy bar. Piccolo looked at him with a puzzled expression on his face. Gohan mouthed the words, "Eat it." Piccolo looked at the candy bar and shrugged. Why not? He opened the wrapper and took a bite out of the candy bar. Not bad. He looked over at Mira, who was watching him eat it. Obviously eating the candy bar did please the little half-sayian. Piccolo looked over at Gohan. He was giving Piccolo a thumbs up. Piccolo finished the candy bar and sat down in a chair. He looked at Mira again, then Gohan. Gohan was coming over to him.
"Hey, Piccolo," whispered Gohan.
"What is it Gohan?"
"I think Mira likes you."
"What?"
"She likes you."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means what I said; she likes you."
"How so?"
"I'm not sure yet. But she definitely prefers your company to anyone else's."
"Whatever you say, kid."
Gohan smirked and left. A short while later Mira came up to Piccolo. She kneeled down in front of him and put her head on his lap. "What're you up to, kid?" he asked her. Mira shrugged. "Just came to see you," she answered. Now that Gohan had suggested it to him, she really did seem to prefer his company. He noticed that her eyelids where drooping. She had been through a lot today; she had a right to be tired. Without knowing why, he lifted her up onto his lap and let her rest her head against his chest. She soon fell asleep.
"So, looks like the all mighty Namek has soft spot," said Vegita, smirking.
"Oh, and I suppose you don't?" asked Piccolo.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Bulma and Trunks."
"Hmph," said Vegita, unable to think of a good comeback. He went over to see if there was any food left. Mira laughed. Piccolo looked down at her. "I thought you were asleep," he said. Mira shook her head. "I'm awake."
"You might as well sleep. It's gonna be a few more hours."
Mira shrugged. "Did you know my father?"
"Yes."
"What was he like?"
"Did your mom ever say anything about him?"
"Just that he was an evil jerk with a tail."
Piccolo chuckled. "That pretty much sums it up."
Four hours later…
"It's a boy!" shouted Gohan, running out of the delivery room.
"Alright!" was the general statement said by everyone. They all walked into the delivery room to see Chichi holding her newborn son. Both of them were almost asleep. Chichi looked tiredly at everyone. "I'm glad you all could make it, but I imagine it's getting late. You should all head home."
"The doctor said Chichi and Goten should stay in the hospital for a few more days. You guys can come see us tomorrow."
"Does that mean you're staying here, Gohan?" asked Bulma. Gohan nodded.
"What about Mira? Is she staying too?" asked Tien.
"No, I think she should go home and look after the house. She can handle it," said Gohan confidently.
And so Mira took care of the Son house for the next three days until Chichi, Gohan and the newborn Goten came back from the hospital.