Glue's apple dropped to the ground. I'm in trouble! They aren't who I think they are. Glue pulled out a device from her back pocket. She pushed in some numbers. A screen appeared with a picture of a Capsule Corporation worker.

"Hey, Glue, what's up? I thought you were working on that saiyan metal."

"Gel, could you get Bulma Briefs please."

"You know Glue, she's having lunch with Vegeta right now. I don't want that guy to be mad at me. Wait, hold on. Dr. Briefs just walked in. I'll go get him." Gel was gone before Glue could stop him.

"Hello, Glue, dear. What do you need?" asked the old man as he patted the ever presents black kitten on his shoulder.

"Could you send your daughter over here? I need her help on 'saiyan' things."

Dr. Briefs looked thoughtful. "I can't promise you anything. It may take up to a half an hour before someone could come to you." The screen went blank. Glue sighed. She looked up and studied the two men in front of her. The one she mistaken for Vegeta, her boss's husband, had the same spiky, black hair. He had a black goatee and looked much older than the Vegeta she knew since the fateful week back in high school. She knew he was a saiyan, this King Vejita. Especially now that she noticed the tail wrapped around his waist. Glue looked at the other man. He could be a relative of Goku's. He had the same wild black hair. She looked closely at his face. She didn't know how she could have mistaken him for Son Goku. Son Goku didn't have a scar on his cheek like this man did. And this Bardock also had a tail, marking him as a saiyan.

"What was that thing talking about? Who is this Vegeta it was talking about?"

Glue looked up. "Um, I don't know how to explain it to you. Maybe Bulma could explain better when she comes."

The three lapsed into silence.

* * * * *

Bra and Little Vegita was walking down the hall when Dr. Briefs run into them. "Grandpa!"

"Hello, Bra, sweetheart. Do you know where Bulma is?"

Bra giggled as Vegita snorted. "Mommy and Daddy are eating out. They don't want to be bothered right now."

"Vegita, you know a lot about saiyans, right?"

"Duh! I was born and raised on Planet Vegeta. I'm the Prince of Saiyans. Of course I know all about saiyans."

"Yes, yes, that's right. Could the two of you go out and see what Dr. Glue wants? She's working on some saiyan metal out in the 439 Mountain Area."

Bra quickly agreed. She liked the green hair woman. When she was bored, Glue always let her play inside her house. Paste, Glue's seven-year-old daughter, was always doing something fun with her mother's invention.

Little Vegita growled. He wanted to train to become a Super Saiyan but he followed the blue hair girl out of the CC building and into the air. Bra grabbed his hand as they flew high over the city and into the 439 Mountain Area.

"Let's walk now! Dr. Glue should be around here. Paste told me once that she loved to work in the area." Bra smiled at Little Vegita. The two walked in through the woods. Bra would sometimes call out Dr. Glue's name.

"Bra?" Glue called out when she heard the girl's voice.

Bra ran in the direction of the voice. Since she was still holding onto Little Vegita's hand, he was dragged along. She quickly hugged the young genius.

"Bra, what are you doing here?"

"Grandpa sent me. Mommy and Daddy are out eating. Prince Vegita is going to help you."

"Son?"

Little Vegita looked up. There stood his father. "Dad?" Vegita pulled his hand out of Bra's. "W-why are you here?"

"Vegita, what's going on? Where are we?"

"Prince Vegita, is this your dad?" Vegita only nodded. Bra smiled sweetly at the older saiyan. She bowed as low as a four-year-old could. "Hello."

King Vejita nodded to her. "Well, son?"

Bra stared at the saiyan king. Her eyes widen in wonder. Prince Vegita was, she remembers, her father in he was younger. So that makes his father her grandfather. "Grandpa!" Bra threw herself at King Vejita, knocking him down instantly.

Bardock made to remove the little blue hair girl from his king. Little Vegita put up a hand to stop him. "Allow me." He pulled Bra off of his father. "Brat, let him up." Bra turn to look at the other saiyan she just noticed.

"Prince Vegita, is this Uncle Goku's daddy?"

Little Vegita glared at her. "He's not your uncle! Don't call him that. Kakarot spawned that demon and that girl is related to him."

Bra frown. "But Uncle Goku is so nice!"

"Kakarot? My son? Is he here?"

Bra nodded. "And his brother, Raddy, is here too."

"Raddy? Bra, where do you come up with these names? Call him by his proper saiyan name."

"Who are you? Why do you call me 'Grandpa'?"

"Because you're Daddy's dad," she explains simply.

"I've only have one son and that's him." King Vejita gestured to Little Vegita.

Bra shook her head. She opened her mouth to say something but decided against it. It wouldn't tell her grandpa anything. She cocks her head to the side to think really hard. "I know! Be back." Bra waved before she disappeared with her unknown found instant transmission. Little Vegita smacked his head. This wasn't going to be good.

"Um, excused me, where did little Bra go?"

The young prince glances at the green hair woman. "So you're Glue!"

* * * * *

Radditz glance at Gohan from the corner of his eye while they were waiting for lunch. He could understand why the older man would hate him but that Radditz who had kidnapped him wasn't really him. Yes, in his future he had kidnapped the boy Gohan but this is his present, not the future. He didn't kidnapped his nephew yet! The talk with his younger brother--Kakarot might have be a lot older than him but he was still his younger brother--about his past or future dealings with his brother and nephew. Kakarot's mate came to except him in the week he had been here and he was glad. ChiChi was one fabulous cook. Any saiyan would kill to get someone like that to be cooking for them. Somehow ChiChi could cook enough food to feed a couple hungry saiyans and still have all of the food ready and warm. Radditz still haven't learned how and he figured he would never know either.

"What are you looking at?" demanded Gohan.

"Nothing."

Goku's head was resting on the table. "Come on, ChiChi, I'm starving."

"Goku, you're always hungry!"

"Yeah, but ChiChi," he whined. "I think I'm dying if you don't hurry up."

ChiChi ignore her 'dying' husband. It was nothing new. She hummed a little song as she finished cooking. "Goten, come and help me bring the food to the table."

Goten groan but did as his mother told him to do. Maybe be he could steal a bite to eat while bringing the food to the outside table. He just stepped outside when something suddenly appear in front of him. Son Goten was so startled he dropped the plate of food. "Bra!"

"Son Goten! Did you just drop…Bra? What are you doing here?"

"Hi, Aunt ChiChi! Where's Goku?"

ChiChi pointed behind her. Bra ran past the older woman and came to a stop in front of her 'uncle'. "Goku, I need your help!"

Goku lift his head. "With what? Is something wrong with Vegeta?"

Vegeta's daughter shook her head. "No." She noticed Radditz was looking at her oddly. "You come too." She reached out and touched the brothers' arms. She transmitted the three of them to the clearing where Bra had just came from.

Glue jumped back in surprise. She might have been used to the strangeness of the happenings at Capsule Corporation but people, especial little girls, disappearing in a blink of a eye, wasn't something she was used to. The shinning balls of lights, yeah, but not disappearing people. Glue rubbed her head. Maybe she shouldn't be that surprise. Things like this happen all of the time at CC.

"Bra, where are we? Oh, hello, Glue, Little Veggie."

"Don't call me that, idiot!"

"Vegita! Don't call him that! Uncle Goku is one of the smartest men I know. Not as smart as Gohan but…" Bra trailed off as she remembers the reason she was here. She went and hugged King Vejita's legs. "Goku, this is my Grandpa!" she proclaim happily.

Little Vegita frown. "I thought you were going to get your father."

"I am."

"So where is he?"

Bra smiled at her friend. "I've haven't gotten him yet, silly!"

"Father? What are you doing here?"

Bardock looked up at his son. "We don't know where here is. Do you?"

"Yes, here is planet Earth."

"Earth? Isn't it that the planet where Kakarot was sent to? Why haven't he taken over the planet yet. Don't tell me he couldn't destroy this dirtball planet even at his age."

Radditz gestured to the man beside him. "This is your son. He is the strongest being on the planet. He has been protecting this planet since he was a young saiyan." The bushy hair saiyan quickly went on to tell his father all he had learn about his brother in the week he was here.

King Vejita heard everything. He looked down at the young half saiyan still clinging to his legs. This was his future-now granddaughter? A girl who didn't look saiyan-like at all? Who had the most colorful hair color he had ever seen? This was his son's daughter? Bra? What kind of name is that? he wondered.

"Grandpa? Want to see daddy? I bet he would love to see you!" Bra looked towards her friend, young Vegita. "You're coming too!" She grabbed both father and son and transmitted to her parents.

* * * * *

Bulma giggled as Vegeta let out a growl. He tried to reach for his almost naked wife but Bulma had other plans. She rolled off the bed still giggling like a schoolgirl.

"Vegeta, I thought you were hungry!"

Vegeta growled again. "Woman! Get over here now."

"Don't you want lunch?" she went on.

He floated across the bed to her. "I guess you'll be my lunch then." He smirked at Bulma's expression. Vegeta snatched her into his arms. Bulma moaned into Vegeta's mouth as he kissed her roughly. Vegeta was just about to take his wife down to the large, soft bed when he felt several energies appear into the room with them. He pushed Bulma out of his arms and shoved her behind him as he got into a fighting stance before Vegeta noticed who it was.

Bulma peeked out behind Vegeta and screamed. She quickly wrapped the nearest sheet around her body. "Bra, Vegita, what are you doing here? How did you get here and who is that?" Bulma shouted, pointing a shaky finger at the unknown man with her daughter. Bulma completely forgotten her daughter knew Goku's Instant Transmission.

"Were you guys kissy-kissy?" asked their daughter. Bulma's face flushed red. There was a small amount of color staining Vegeta's cheeks.

Vegeta was standing so still, Bulma got over her embarrassment over her daughter catching her 'in bed' with Vegeta and asked him what was wrong. "Please Vegeta, please tell me what's wrong."

Bra grabbed King Vejita's hand. "Mommy, Daddy. This is my grandpa," she proudly stated.

Bulma was shocked. Somehow her father-in-law was standing in front of her. She dimly looked down as noticed she was still wearing only her underwear under the sheet that was wrapped around her. This was the first time meeting Vegeta's father and here she was dressed in a sheet, looking not at all like a woman who should be meeting a man like him, a king and her father-in-law. Bulma fainted. Vegeta snap out of his dazed and caught his wife.

"Mommy!" Bra let go of her newly found grandfather to run to her mother. The news wasn't suppose to kill Mommy!

Little Vegita looked surprise for a minute. He knew Bra hadn't spoke out loud but he did hear her say something. Mind speak, he thought. He sneered at her. "She didn't die, brat. She fainted. Don't you know anything?"

A/N: Okay, I know I promised SSJ Lunar Guard that this chapter would have more Raddy but Bra just had to steer the story back in her directions. Don't worry through. The first thing in the next chapter is with Raddy. I'll try to keep Bra from turning the story back to her. She can be really bossy about that.

Pteska: Of course you can never have enough Vegetas in a story. Hmm, a guillotine, that just might work!

Frozenflower: Thanks for the info!

All: Thanks for the reviews and keep them coming!

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Random Author Thinking: This as nothing to do with DBZ, so you can skip this if you want to, which you probably do anyway, but let this author have her rant and always for the said author to have something to write about. Who out there hate baby hogs? No, not the animal hog, but the people kind like me. I hate all of them that are bigger baby hog than I am! This weekend for Easter I visit my older brother. He has the cutest baby boy ever! --- I'm prejudice, so sue me! He's my nephew. :p Well, I rarely see him since we live in different states so I hog Camden from almost everyone. My younger, very bossy and demanding cousin came and take Camden away from me! I wanted to hit her--I didn't since I'm not that mean no matter who tells you differently! She has a niece she gets to see probably everyday and she doesn't have to take my baby away from me. When one of my other cousin walked in with her 3 month old baby, my cousin went right up to her and asked to hold him even before my older cousin had a chance to sit down! She's rude!!! **Looking around to check for any cousins running around** I was glad that by the time I left my aunt's house that my younger cousin was sick! Okay, enough of my ranting! I'm glad I got that off of my chest.