An hour later Vegeta and Trunks arrived home. Vegeta caught Bra as she ran and hugged him. He picked her up. "What happened to you?" Both him and Trunks noticed Bra's new outfit. None of it fit her. And she had paint on her face.
"Do you like it? This is Mama's dress and she put make-up on me." A shoe dropped from her foot. She wriggled to get down. Vegeta had no choice but to let her go. Bra might slip out of the dress if he didn't. Bra hurried and put on the shoe. "These are Mommy's. She let me put on her and Mama's jewelry. But I lost the bracelets," she said as she put hands up to show them her bare wrists. "I lost them in the--"
"Hello boys!" Bulma cut in before Bra could really tell them where the missing bracelets were. "Dinner's just about ready. I'll just go and clean up Bra. I want both of you to do the same." Bulma marched away with Bra.
Trunks just shook his head. Then looked at his father. "You won't tell Mom about the wish, will you?"
"If she asked then I will tell her you made a wish. Maybe she could get it out of you. Or that idiot Kakarot could get it out of his brat." Vegeta walked away to go clean up. Trunks did the same. Ten minutes later everyone was sitting at the table, minus Dr. Briefs and Mrs. Briefs also known as Mama, who left to let the family get together by themselves. Bra was telling Trunks everything, and I mean everything single thing that had happened since the minute he was gone. Trunk put a spoonful of soup into his mouth and bit down on the chunks of meat when he hit something hard. Bulma, who saw the look, hurried and said she thought she heard the phone ringing. Trunks spit the hard piece out onto his hand.
"What is this?"
Bra wanted to see. She grabbed his hand and pulled in closer to her so she could see. "Oh, that. That's just one of the bracelets that the rats put in. They wanted to help me."
"Rats! We have rat?" yelled Vegeta.
Bra climbed off of her chair and into her father's lap. She cupped her little hands around her mouth and his ear and whispered into it. Or at least tried too. "I'm just saying that Daddy. There's no rats. Mommy said not to tell you and brother that I dropped them into the soup." Bra smiled and pats her father's cheek before she climbed back into her seat. Vegeta and Trunks both pushed their soups away from them.
"Did you make anything else?" Trunks wanted to know.
"No! Mommy made everything Mama didn't make." Bra took Trunks' soup and started eating it. She thought it was neat finding things in her food.
* * * * *
"Where are we?"
"What it this?"
"This isn't home!"
"Can I kill this?"
"Who is that?"
"Who is that powerful?"
"Does anyone here know what happened?"
Everyone looked at everyone else, voicing their questions. No one knew where they were, what brought them there, or anything else. They saw someone pushed their way to the middle of the group. When they noticed who it was, they stepped back and allow the person to go through.
The person took out a scouter. "Bunch of weaklings," he muttered. The scouter started beeping as three semi-powerful beings were heading their way. Soon every scouter was aimed that way and beeping. "Turn your scouters off! They're making too much noise." Everyone put their scouters away as they been told to do by their prince. Everyone watched as three humans landed.
Goku looked at everyone. Most of them were tall and muscular. Some were smaller but still muscular. Gohan looked at everyone with distrust. He didn't trust anyone of them. Goten was starting to think that his and Trunks' wish wasn't as great as they thought before. He saw the look his brother was giving the group.
"Bow to me, week humans!"
Goku smiled at the Prince who spoke. "I'm saiyan."
"But he doesn't have a tail," spoke a small man.
"Shut up! You weren't commanded to talk." The boy prince raised his hand and blasts the man. He died instantly. Goku winced. He didn't see that coming! "You don't have a tail. How can you be saiyan?"
Goku smiled. "When I was a kid, the people here cut it off." Goku, Gohan, and Goten watched as some saiyans shuddered at the thought and moved their tail around their body. "These are my son, Gohan and Goten."
"What kind of names are those? They're not a saiyan name."
"It's my name!" shouted Goten. What was wrong with his name?
"And what is your name, saiyan?"
"I'm Son Goku. My saiyan name is Kakarot. But I don't like it. So just call me Goku."
"Kakarot is your saiyan name and Kakarot is what you will be called," said the prince. The prince looked Goku up and down. "I'm Prince Vegita but why I'm telling you, a third class saiyan, that I don't know."
"I should take you to Bulma and Vegeta. No doubt Trunks by now have told them what he and Goten wished for. Follow me. I'll take you to Capsule Corp." Goku, with his sons following him, flew off slowly. The saiyans looked at the young prince Vegita. They didn't know what to do. Prince Vegita wasn't at first going to follow the third class loser but his curiosity got the best of him. Who is this guy who stole his name?
* * * * *
Vegeta still didn't know what Trunks and Goten had wished for. Bulma either didn't notice the sky darkening earlier or forgotten about it. He didn't know which one it was. Probably she had forgotten. Maybe he should go and find Kakarot. Surely his youngest son would have told him. Goten didn't have it in him not tell his brother or father the truth. One of these days someone will play on his innocence and leave him broken. Not something even Vegeta wanted to see. Innocence is a precious thing. Something, which he never had for a long, long time.
Vegeta turned around when he heard his son walking towards him. "Dad? Are you going over to the Son's house?"
"Yeah, unless you tell me right now what you two wished for."
Trunks looked thoughtful at his father. "Don't be mad. Goten and I wanted to give you and Goku and present. So we used the dragonballs to do it. We wished that a couple of saiyans be brought to life and to bring that group to earth."
"You did what?" Vegeta stared down at his son like he lost his mind. "Why would you do that?"
"Well, I figured you wanted to be called Prince Vegita again by fellow saiyans since you always complaining that no one respects you like they did on Planet Vegeta. Goten thought his dad would like to meet other saiyans. Get to know them, that kind of thing."
"And where are these so called 'saiyans'?" Vegeta wanted to know.
Trunks looked at his father confused. "I don't know. I just assumed that they would just be here after we made the wish." Vegeta mentally shook his head at his son's answer. Trunks was spending way too much time with Goku and his sons. "Do you think Goten has told Kakarot by now?"
"Probably."
"Maybe we should search of the saiyans' ki?"
Vegeta looked out of the window. "No need. Here comes Kakarot and the 'saiyans' you wished for."
"Really? Cool!" Trunks opened the large window and flew out to meet his best friend. "Goten! Goten, over here!"
"Trunks!" Goten flew fast towards the purple hair prince. "You'll never believe who is with us!"
"Who?"
"You're dad."
"Dad? He's not with you," Trunks said confused.
"Um, he's not you're dad now but when he grows up he will be."
Goten caught the understanding look that crossed Trunks' face. "You mean my dad as a kid is here? I got to see this." Trunks moved closer to the group of saiyans, already spotting his kid-father.
"Trunks stop! You don't want to go near him. He tried to blast my head off while I was talking to him. I was being nice to him, I swear I was."
"I believe you. Dad told me a couple stories about him growing up for bedtime stories once. I know what he would do. Don't worry about me. I'll just swing right up along side of him so he won't expect anything until it's too late."
"What are you going to do? Trunks! Get back here!" Goten closed his eyes and pictured little Vegita going after his friend. He opened his eyes and followed his friend, asking silently, "Why me? What did I ever do to Trunks Briefs?"
Goten was still muttering the same question minutes later when a younger Vegeta smirked at him. That smirk reminded him of Trunks when he had something plan, something that would most likely end him in big trouble. And right now Trunks had the same smirk on his face. He was going to be in trouble. Big, big trouble.
Little Prince Vegita was too busy looking at Goten to notice the purple hair saiyan above him. He saw the boy's eyes widen before he was tackle out of the air. He yelled as he hit the ground. Little Vegita rolled with the thing on his back. He heard the boy shout.
"Trunks! Stop it. Your dad's not going to be happy about this. You're too strong for him. Vegeta's going to be mad if you kill Little Vegita."
Trunks stop rolling with Vegeta. "Ah, Goten, you're never fun any more. Dad wouldn't mind. Trust me on this."
A baldhead saiyan flew down in front of Trunks and Little Vegita. Little Vegita looked at the young man. "Well what are you waiting for? Kill him. He tackled your prince before all of you. And kill that loser over there, too. The place will be a better place without these two losers in it."
"Yes, Your Highness." The man bowed.
Trunks smirked at the man. "Want to do the honors, Goten? Or can I do it?"
"You can. I don't want Vegeta to yell at me when he finds out what you've done."
"I won't get in trouble." Trunks turn to the young man. "Tell me your name before I kill you."
The man laughed. "No boy will defeat Nappa. I would like to know your name so I can put it on your gravestone."
Trunks smirked again. "My name is Trunks Vegeta-Briefs. And I'm not just any boy, I'm your future prince."
Goten frown at his friend. "You're not going into that 'Prince' thing again, are you? Gohan told me that it died with the saiyan planet was destroyed."
"It did, Goten, but that still makes me a prince. Prince Vegeta of all Saiyans is my father. He's a prince, I'm a prince."
Nappa glared at Trunks. "What you say is impossible! Prince Vegita stand in front of you and he couldn't father a child older then him."
"This is the present. I'm from the present and you are from the past." Trunks ran and kick Nappa in the stomach. He saw the saiyan's eyes widen in surprise and fear before he was blown away.
The other warriors were shock to see Nappa flying past them. They turn to look at the boy who had sent their comrade flying and was in even more shock at the boy's age. A brushy hair warrior came out of his shock and step towards the purple hair boy. "You might have beaten Nappa but you won't defeat me! I'll fight him for you, Your Highness."
Little Vegita slightly nodded his head at the warrior.
AN: When I was checking for spelling and grammar mistakes, I remember that I spelled the younger Vegeta with an 'I' so that I can keep track which Vegeta I'm talking about. So now I've got to go through my 'master' document to change all of the little Vegetas to Vegita. Oh how fun that's going to be!
Random Author Thinking: Did you all see Capt. Ginyu at the World Tournament in the Buu Saga? Maybe he was thinking to fight! ^_^ I know it's Capt. Ginyu because it was a Namekian frog. Gohan--or the Great Saiyaman picked him up right before Sharpener jumps down to try to unmasked Saiyaman. Okay, I better stop thinking so you can push the button at the bottom of the screen and REVIEW!!!
