Vegan couldn't help but love little Marron, the beautiful tiny little creature.

The baby always lit up whenever Vegan approached, grinning and kicking in delight.

Reaching for the blonde as she howled with euphoria, loving someone, and knowing they loved you back was the best feeling in the world.

'Vegan, give Marron back to Krillin.' Bloomer raged.

'It's okay, Bloomer.' Krillin laughed.

'She needs to spend time with her own son.'

I wish you could have been mine, she thought as she handed the three-year-old to her father.

The time Bloomer insisted that she spend with her son was her sitting with the Briefs being ignored by him, Yamcha, and Trunks.

Vegan stayed with them for an hour before it occurred to her that no one would miss her. She sat alone in a tree, thinking about her relationship with her son and how it seemed to mirror hers with Freiza.

Despite everything, she never quite let go of her fondness for him. For most of her life, the ruthless bastard was her whole world; even when she hated him, she loved him.

The only difference was she wanted to spend with them; what was it about her that repulsed the ones she loved?

She didn't know why they still invited her to attend these gatherings; her relationship with Bloomer ended after the tournament, and he started with the Yamcha again.

Yet, every time Capsule Corps had some festivity; Bloomer sent her an invite with the boy.

Enough of this.