"RADITZ!"

Raditz sputtered out the coffee he'd been drinking in surprise. "WHAT, woman!" He coughed.

"Is Lemon up from her nap?"

"I haven't heard the brat screeching at all yet so PIPE DOWN OR WE WILL!"

Zitrone walked into the living room with oven mits on, carrying a pot that emitted a good smell. She leant over and kissed him on the cheek. "Oh Honey... you don't have to get so mad..."

His scowl turned into a smirk, "You don't have to get so loud."

He leant forwards and kissed her, bringing a hand up behind her neck to deepen it. When he broke off, he asked his blushing soul-mate, "Smells good, is dinner ready?"

She giggled shyly as she scurried off to the dining room to set it on the table. "Yes... we'll eat as soon as Lemon gets up."

"I'll get her now." Raditz walked up the stairs to the newborn daughter he had with Zitrone. He stopped at the infant's door and sighed, surprised at himself for allowing this earthling to tame him and for he to settle down within three years. He had begun wearing earthling clothes after their wedding, and he had begun tying his unruly long hair back in a low ponytail after they had Lemon. He smirked and walked over to the crib wear his three day old daughter laid. He gazed in on her and froze. He raised an eyebrow.



"Zitrone...?" He called from the top of the stairs.

"Yes dear?" She called from the dining room, just finishing setting the table.

"How long did we put her down for?"

"She's only been napping an hour. Why do you ask?" She took the oven mits off and walked to the bottom of the staircase where a look of shock swept across her face. She covered her mouth and nose with her hands.

"Maybe we shouldn't let her sleep anymore..." He murmured, holding their daughter.





Lemon giggled and played with her doll in the middle of the living room, wearing only a diaper.

"This is unreal... She was an infant when we put her down for her nap an hour ago, right?" Zitrone sat stiff on the sofa.

"Yeah... she sure grew real quick... do all kids here grow this fast, or did we feed her fertilizer or something...?"

Lemon looked up and giggled, "DADDY!"

Raditz and Zitrone both sweat-dropped.

"Good God, Raditz, she said Daddy..."

"DADDY!" The little blond, spikey-haired girl giggled again, and she slowly stood up and staggered towards Raditz.

"You... you're walking..." Raditz murmured.

She padded over to him and clung to his leg. "Daddy..." She nuzzled against the denim material and closed her eyes happily. Raditz smirked and picked the child up and set her on his lap. She curled up and started to go off to sleep again. Raditz's eyes grew wide and he picked her up again. "Hey! No more sleeping for you!"

She giggled sleepily at him.

Zitrone stood up from the sofa and spoke, "We still have to feed her..."

Lemon's eyes lit up, vanquishing any drowsiness. "FOOD!"

She raced over to Zitrone. "MOMMY! MOMMY! MOMMY!"

Zitrone chuckled and sweat-dropped as Lemon clung to her pant-leg.



Since they didn't have a booster seat yet, she sat on a pile of books that her stacked on a chair. She sat in between her mother and father and ate, handling the spoon very well...





Late at night, Lemon woke up, blinked and sat up straight. She climbed out of her crib and stood uncomfertabley in her room. The clothes she wore were now too small for her, so she ripped them off with ease. She took the diaper off, wrapped her furry brown tail around her waist, and wrapped herself in her blanket. She walked through the hall and into her parents' room. She heard her father's snoring and her mother's sighing and saw them tangled in eachother's embrace as they slept.

"Momma... Daddy?"

The two awoke with a start, and she felt her father's ki rise slightly in alarm.

Her expression changed to a bratty scowl. "I don't fit my clothes."

They stared, stuttering vowels at their daughter, who had grown to the size and intelligence of a child.

"L-Lemon... why... do you keep growing like this?" Zitrone clung to Raditz.

Lemon's face took on a blank and confused expression. "Growing...? Growing?!" She tilted her head to the side and put and annoyed, pouty look on her face, "Am I a plant?"

Raditz chukled and looked at the clock. 3:00am. "Climb into bed little one and we'll buy you some new clothes later."

"Hooray!" She clutched the top of her blanket dress and nuzzled in between her mother and father. And they slept for the rest of the night.

When Raditz and Zitrone awoke, they were surprised to find that she hadn't grown and inch more. "Maybe she's done growing..." Zitrone whispered.

Raditz grabbed his scouter he off his bed-side table and looked at his daughter through it. "She's grown to the age of nine... Smart as one too... geez, Zitrone, what have we made?"

Zitrone's features became soft and gentle as she took the scouter from her alarmed and possibley frightened husbund. "From the looks of it, Raditz... we've made a healthy, strong and smart nine-year old girl. A beautiful one at that."

Their eyes locked and the Raditz's slid back down to his daughter. He smiled, and then Zitrone snuggled next to him, and they both sat, watching their daughter sleep with a smile on their face.