Note: I have to say myself that I'm quite proud of this chapter. I think I did a pretty good job in the humor department. ^_^ Uh, well, maybe. -_-
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"Yeowch!" Bulma screeched as another wave of pain hit her. Why did she have to do this? Why? Oh, the pain! It hurt so much. "Ah!" she squealed as it hit her again. She pulled. She crumpled under as pain racked through her perfect body. She pulled again, knowing it hurt now but would be beneficial latter. Tears were streaming down her beautiful face from…
"Woman!" a voice interrupted her. "What the fuck are you doing!?"
She pulled again. "What do you think, dumb ass? I'm waxing!" she cried between pulls. (Didn't expect that, huh? ^_^)
He blinked for a good few minutes. "Oh," he said, and walked away.
"Mom! Pizza's here!" Trunks cried. (I know he wasn't in any other chapters so lets just say Bra and Trunks spend a lot of nights at the Son's house.)
"Mom!" a pisses female voice accused from the doorway. "You started without me!"
"Bra, you are only 7 years old. You will not be waxing or even shaving anytime soon." Bulma explained. Bra humphed and walked out, heading toward the source of the delicious pizza smell. (I'm going to pretend Bra is 7 and Trunks is 15. I don't know the entire timeline by heart, so don't get pissed and flame me.) Bulma put the 'gear' away and went to the kitchen herself.
Vegeta was already there (obviously) with Trunks. Bra was at the fridge getting a drink. The 'men' of the family had already eaten 6 boxes and were working at the 7th. The feminine side of the family seated themselves at the table and started on their share (which was one pizza split between both).
Bulma looked at her wonderful (*clears throat to signal something) family and noticed a strange look on Bra's face. She was sitting at the table, staring at her pizza without even touching it. Bulma put her slice down.
"Bra, honey, what's wrong?" Vegeta glanced up from work and looked at his little princess. Bra shifted in her seat as if uncomfortable. It was the same look a child gets when they want to ask a question but is too afraid (or embarrassed) to ask. Even Trunks looked to see what was up with the annoying brat that tormented his so. He took a big drink of his Coke while looking at Bra from the corner of his eye.
Bra looked up at her mom. "Well, Mom, uh, you see, I was just wondering…" She paused and looked down at her pizza. "Where do babies come from?" she asked silently.
"PPPPPPTTTWWWWWWW!" Trunks started chocking of the remainder of his Coke (not that there was any in his mouth anymore). Bulma nearly fainted, and Vegeta just went back to eating as if he didn't care about what she just asked. Once he finished two seconds later, he wiped his mouth (he's a Prince, remember?) and looked at Bulma with a look that says "you idiot!"
"What do you think your mother and I've been doing-" He was cut off as a result of Bulma clamping her hand over his mouth.
"at the store?" she covered. Bra's eyes widened.
"You buy babies at the store?" she thought for a moment.
"That's my cue, Ma!" Trunks said. "I've got really important rock music to listen to!" he said, bolting out so he could call Goten and fill him in.
"Uh! Yea!" Bulma affirmed. Vegeta, on the other hand, was about to faint from lack of air.
"Then I want a baby!" Bra demanded, stomping her little foot.
"Uh, we'll think about it…" Bulma said quickly, and dragged Vegeta out to their bedroom. Bra was left alone.
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-_- OK. Maybe I'm not so proud of my chapter. Can you blame me for trying? Huh? *Sigh* Well, I've got some moping to do. See ya around. (Apologies from grammar errors. I'm too lazy to proofread. ^_^)
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