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"Momma, what is it?" a child's voice asks.
"It's a baby girl," a woman's voice says as I feel myself being taken out of the liquid of the gestation tube. "A baby Saiyan girl." There's shock, what was she expecting…oh yes…we Saiyans are extinct…I forgot.
"She looks funny," the child is a boy…definitely.
"Of course she does, brat. She's probably been in that tube for about twenty years," a male voice…a deep voice…a familiar voice!!! VEGETA NO OUJI!!! I open my eyes and look for him…he's alive and well, our ouji lives! I look at him and see he is an adult and an attractive one at that!
"Look she's looking at you, Vegeta," the woman says as she smiles at me, I can see she's carrying an infant in some sort of contraption on her chest. I glare at the woman, does she not respect the Ouji, calling him by name!!!
"Man, Momma, she doesn't seem to like you," I see the purple-haired boy and I can see the look of a Saiyan. Could this be…it's not possible…Vegeta's heir?!?!
"She seems to like you Trunks," the woman says and I look at her again. It's hard to look at things on my back and I try to roll onto my stomach. Nothing. I tried to growl but it came out as a gurgle. "OH! Isn't that so cute?" I nearly cried out as I was pulled up nose-to-nose with this strange, blue-haired female of Vegeta's…or so I assume. I finally managed to growl at her.
"Wow, what's her problem?" the boy asked and I thought. It could be because I'm a 21 standard year old female trapped in the body of an infant.
"She's premature, by at least six months. Usually Saiyan infants can crawl by the time they are born or released from their gestation tubes," Vegeta Ouji said as he looked at me and I snarled. "She's also without teeth and is rather small."
~Small! SMALL! I WAS THREE FEET TALLER THAN YOU!! YOU BRAT!!~ I tried to yell at Vegeta, but it only came out as a series of growls, grunts, and gurgles.
"Oh how cute! Vegeta do you think she'll share a crib with Bra?" the female asked and I looked at the infant in the woman's carrier-thing. The infant had the same blue hair and eyes, she was also larger and more mobile than I was…bad idea.
"How would I know?" Vegeta Ouji mumbled and I looked up at him.
"Well, first off we'll have to remove that tail," the woman said. I looked at her…was she mentally disabled!! I watched her hand reach for my tail and I began to growl, hissing when I needed to get another breath.
"For once woman, leave the tail," Vegeta Ouji said as he turned to leave but suddenly I found myself caught between his chest and his mates hands!
"If you want her to keep that tail…then YOU take care of her," the woman said and I gulped when I saw the fire in her eyes…it was so…so…Saiyan, maybe that was why Vegeta took her as a mate.
"Fine then get rid of the tai…" Vegeta Ouji began but I began to growl, somehow I got hold of his mate's hand and suddenly I was flying across the room. I closed my eyes this was gonna hurt. Suddenly I was in soft, warm arms. I looked up and gurgled. It looked like Raditz, in a way, it must be his younger brother…what was his name? Kakarrot. I looked up at him and blinked, he looked so much like Radtiz.
"Well, hello there, what's your name?" he asked as he smiled at me. He didn't sound condescending…more like a child in an adult's body. I sighed, the last of the Saiyans were the Ouji mated to a controlling subeta, an idiot, and a female trapped in an infant's body. I sighed until there was a horrible sensation on my sides, I couldn't help but react. I began to laugh as the idiot holding me tickled my sides. I began vowing my revenge.
"Oh, hi Goku," the woman said as she walked over. "Good catch by the way…the little monster bit me."
"Aw, Bulma, she looks awful cute to me," he said as he stopped and I sighed, I was too tired for this.
"She is, but she's full Saiyan, I did the test already. She's younger than Pan and Bra, but I don't know where to put her," the female, Bulma, said and I knew what she was up to…going to pawn me off to Kakarrot or Goku or whoever was holding me.
"Well, why don't you keep her here?" Goku/Kakarrot said and I smirked, just as dense as Raditz.
"Well, Goku, we would, but I don't know how to take care of infant Saiyans," Bulma said as she smiled at Goku.
"Then why doesn't Vegeta take care of her, after all, I don't know a thing about Saiyans," he laughed and I began to giggle as I looked at the surprised Ouji and his mate.
"If I didn't know better I'd say that infant knew what we were talking about," Vegeta Ouji said and I gulped as I suddenly came up with a good plan…let them think I was 'normal' then I could get them back in a way they would never expect. I sighed but I would have to let go of some of my pride. I quickly wet myself and giggled more.
"AAAAA, she wet on me!" Goku cried and I laughed until I hit the floor. The baka dropped me. I began to cry…not intentionally…it had really hurt…damn this was NOT going to be fun.