Hiya folks, now that I'm back in the saddle your updates should be on time… other then that on with the story….
::thoughts::
Ch18
5 AM came faster then Vegeta expected as he blasted his alarm into the next dimension. He was an early riser be nature, but just not quite this early. He pulled himself out of bed despite the complaining of his muscles. He dragged himself into the closet and then into the bathroom. He was in Bari's kitchen by 5:15.
"Finally, look who decided to show up," Crouton joked happily. Bari turned and glared at her mate.
"There is no funny sarcasm at 5 in the morning Crouton. Here you go Vegeta," Bari spoke and handed him a slack of pancakes and a hot cup of coffee.
"You'll have to forgive her. She hasn't had her second cup yet," Crouton laughed earning himself another glare.
Vegeta grunted and dug into, as he was happy to see, apple pancakes.
"I'm glad you like them," Bari smiled, "It's nice to feel appreciated." Now she glared at her mate again. Vegeta looked back and forth between the two and decided not to get involved. His life was enough of a soap opera as is, without adding their squabbles to the mix. He drained his cup and refilled it taking the time to refill Bari's in the process.
"Thank you Vegeta," she again glared at her mate. This was just getting monotonous.
"What's with you two this morning?" Vegeta chuckled.
"I think I need to set you up on a date and Bari says no. I would usually do as she says when she gives me a decent reason, but she won't even give me an excuse," Crouton smiled, " Besides I think I have the perfect girl for you, Her name is Coriander."
"Bari's right Crouton. Sorry to disappoint Coriander but I'm not interested," Vegeta answered, "Besides I all ready have a mate." Crouton's jaw dropped.
" See you should believe me," Bari spoke and sashayed out of the room.
"She is never going to let me live this down," Crouton joked, "But it's probably better that you nipped that in the bud. And just when were you going to tell me you have a mate?"
"I don't know. I guess I didn't think it was that important," Vegeta spoke.
"Well, are you going to tell me about her," Crouton hinted, "Or do you swing the other way. Either way I want details."
Vegeta lifted one eyebrow at his friend, "well for starters I don't swing the other way. HER name is Bulma, and she is the most beautiful person I have ever seen."
**~_______________________________________________________________________________~**
Bulma looked at herself in the body size mirror trying to decide if the outfit she chose made her look pregnant.
Yamcha was ready to go; check that, ready to go an hour ago, "Bulma that's the thirteenth outfit. You don't look pregnant yet and you won't for a couple months. Now we are seriously late for your ultrasound. We need to get going, please."
She turned and glared at him. He ducked down behind the edge of the bed and awaited the explosion.
"I think this outfit will do," Bulma smiled suddenly feeling very happy with herself, "let's go Yamcha."
Later…
They arrived at the clinic and waltzed in.
"Hello Ms. Briefs, right on time," The secretary spoke and had them sign in.
"I thought you said we were late," Bulma turned to Yamcha.
"Well, you've been running late for the last week so I told you your appointment was earlier then it was," Yamcha squeaked, "Don't be angry, please…"
Bulma was ready to rip Yamcha a new one, but she had a monstrous mood swing and broke into tears.
"Bulma?" Yamcha asked wrapping his arms around her.
"Damn these hormones," She whispered.
**~______________________________________________________________________________~**
Vegeta grunted as he hoisted a pillar into place. He dusted his hands on his pants as the other workers secured it. He was getting tired and decided a five minute break was in order. He'd been lifting and placing pillars all day. He got that job because he was, surprise, the strongest worker here. He was also one of the shortest. He got a kick out of it when it took three of the workers who resembled miniature mountains to do the same job he was doing. It was a major ego boost that all five feet two inches of him was equivalent to the, probably, 20 feet of the three workers combined.
"Is this so bad," Crouton asked parking his butt next to Vegeta.
"hnn."
"Not much for words right now, eh, Veg," Crouton laughed.
"hnn," Vegeta grunted again before chuckling himself.
"We only have about half an hour left, then we can go back home and collapse," Crouton smiled and leaned his head back against the wall behind him, "Then same thing tomorrow and the day after. But then we get a four day break as the second crew comes back for three days."
"Oh, goody," Vegeta scoffed.
**~_______________________________________________________________________________~**
"That's cold," Bulma squealed as the doctor but the ultrasound wand on her belly right under her belly button.
The doctor chuckled lightly before he started moving the wand around and shapes started to appear on the TV screen to the side of Bulma.
"Lets see," the doctor smiled and honed in on a shape that looked like a lima been with a head, "Here is junior."
Bulma stared at the lima bean shape, "You're sure that's a baby?"
"Yes, this circular shape is the head, and the lima bean shape is the baby's body. And these buds here and here are where the arms and legs will form," the doctor smiled again, "Junior's heart beat is very strong, in fact, the baby is doing aerobics at this moment."
Bulma looked at the monitor again and could see the lima been moving around like crazy, "Why can't I feel it?"
"The fetus is too small for you to feel the movement. Give junior three or four months and you'll wish the baby would hold still," The doctor answered. Bulma smiled and touched the monitor.
"So everything looks okay?" Yamcha asked as he to stared at the lima bean.
"Everything with the baby looks fabulous. And Bulma looks radiant. I'd say we're off to a very good start," the doctor answered, "Any other questions?"
"got anything for mood swings?" Yamcha asked. Bulma whipped around and glared at him with a menacingly evil look.
"I'm afraid there isn't a pill or anything like that for extra hormones. But might I suggest exercise and a change in diet. They seem to help most woman with mood swings. When I say diet I mean lots of chocolate in case of emergency mood swings and a very healthy balanced diet for the rest of the time. I'll give you a couple pamphlets on diets high in vitamins and calories but low in fat. I'll also give you a few pamphlets on fitness for pregnancy," the doctor spoke and started digging through his pamphlets.
**~________________________________________________________________________________~**
Seven and a half months later…
Vegeta wiped the sweat from his brow. The building project was in its final stage. But that wasn't what was on his mind. He had this unexplainable need to return to earth. That blue mud ball was all that was on his mind. Besides the woman anyway. It is time to go home. With that decision in mind he headed back to his pod to begin preparations for the trip.
**~_______________________________________________________________________________~**
Bulma sat on her yoga mat doing the few of the exercises she could still do. Her mid section jutted out in front of her and little Trunks Vegeta Briefs, as she decided to name her baby, was doing aerobics of his own. It felt more like he was sparing with her kidneys, but she didn't mind. She liked the warmth that came with the knowledge of the life growing with in her and every time Trunks moved she felt it even stronger then before. She knew she was going to have the baby soon and still hoped to Kami that Vegeta would be on earth that day. Everyone else had pretty much given up on Vegeta's return. But she hadn't, she had a feeling that he'd be back soon. And hopefully soon enough to see his son born.
**~_______________________________________________________________________________~**
Next time on ABM…make sure to write…meteor shower…and finally home.
I'm going to be ending this story in like three more chapters I think. It depends on how things flow. See ya next time. Silverx
::thoughts::
Ch18
5 AM came faster then Vegeta expected as he blasted his alarm into the next dimension. He was an early riser be nature, but just not quite this early. He pulled himself out of bed despite the complaining of his muscles. He dragged himself into the closet and then into the bathroom. He was in Bari's kitchen by 5:15.
"Finally, look who decided to show up," Crouton joked happily. Bari turned and glared at her mate.
"There is no funny sarcasm at 5 in the morning Crouton. Here you go Vegeta," Bari spoke and handed him a slack of pancakes and a hot cup of coffee.
"You'll have to forgive her. She hasn't had her second cup yet," Crouton laughed earning himself another glare.
Vegeta grunted and dug into, as he was happy to see, apple pancakes.
"I'm glad you like them," Bari smiled, "It's nice to feel appreciated." Now she glared at her mate again. Vegeta looked back and forth between the two and decided not to get involved. His life was enough of a soap opera as is, without adding their squabbles to the mix. He drained his cup and refilled it taking the time to refill Bari's in the process.
"Thank you Vegeta," she again glared at her mate. This was just getting monotonous.
"What's with you two this morning?" Vegeta chuckled.
"I think I need to set you up on a date and Bari says no. I would usually do as she says when she gives me a decent reason, but she won't even give me an excuse," Crouton smiled, " Besides I think I have the perfect girl for you, Her name is Coriander."
"Bari's right Crouton. Sorry to disappoint Coriander but I'm not interested," Vegeta answered, "Besides I all ready have a mate." Crouton's jaw dropped.
" See you should believe me," Bari spoke and sashayed out of the room.
"She is never going to let me live this down," Crouton joked, "But it's probably better that you nipped that in the bud. And just when were you going to tell me you have a mate?"
"I don't know. I guess I didn't think it was that important," Vegeta spoke.
"Well, are you going to tell me about her," Crouton hinted, "Or do you swing the other way. Either way I want details."
Vegeta lifted one eyebrow at his friend, "well for starters I don't swing the other way. HER name is Bulma, and she is the most beautiful person I have ever seen."
**~_______________________________________________________________________________~**
Bulma looked at herself in the body size mirror trying to decide if the outfit she chose made her look pregnant.
Yamcha was ready to go; check that, ready to go an hour ago, "Bulma that's the thirteenth outfit. You don't look pregnant yet and you won't for a couple months. Now we are seriously late for your ultrasound. We need to get going, please."
She turned and glared at him. He ducked down behind the edge of the bed and awaited the explosion.
"I think this outfit will do," Bulma smiled suddenly feeling very happy with herself, "let's go Yamcha."
Later…
They arrived at the clinic and waltzed in.
"Hello Ms. Briefs, right on time," The secretary spoke and had them sign in.
"I thought you said we were late," Bulma turned to Yamcha.
"Well, you've been running late for the last week so I told you your appointment was earlier then it was," Yamcha squeaked, "Don't be angry, please…"
Bulma was ready to rip Yamcha a new one, but she had a monstrous mood swing and broke into tears.
"Bulma?" Yamcha asked wrapping his arms around her.
"Damn these hormones," She whispered.
**~______________________________________________________________________________~**
Vegeta grunted as he hoisted a pillar into place. He dusted his hands on his pants as the other workers secured it. He was getting tired and decided a five minute break was in order. He'd been lifting and placing pillars all day. He got that job because he was, surprise, the strongest worker here. He was also one of the shortest. He got a kick out of it when it took three of the workers who resembled miniature mountains to do the same job he was doing. It was a major ego boost that all five feet two inches of him was equivalent to the, probably, 20 feet of the three workers combined.
"Is this so bad," Crouton asked parking his butt next to Vegeta.
"hnn."
"Not much for words right now, eh, Veg," Crouton laughed.
"hnn," Vegeta grunted again before chuckling himself.
"We only have about half an hour left, then we can go back home and collapse," Crouton smiled and leaned his head back against the wall behind him, "Then same thing tomorrow and the day after. But then we get a four day break as the second crew comes back for three days."
"Oh, goody," Vegeta scoffed.
**~_______________________________________________________________________________~**
"That's cold," Bulma squealed as the doctor but the ultrasound wand on her belly right under her belly button.
The doctor chuckled lightly before he started moving the wand around and shapes started to appear on the TV screen to the side of Bulma.
"Lets see," the doctor smiled and honed in on a shape that looked like a lima been with a head, "Here is junior."
Bulma stared at the lima bean shape, "You're sure that's a baby?"
"Yes, this circular shape is the head, and the lima bean shape is the baby's body. And these buds here and here are where the arms and legs will form," the doctor smiled again, "Junior's heart beat is very strong, in fact, the baby is doing aerobics at this moment."
Bulma looked at the monitor again and could see the lima been moving around like crazy, "Why can't I feel it?"
"The fetus is too small for you to feel the movement. Give junior three or four months and you'll wish the baby would hold still," The doctor answered. Bulma smiled and touched the monitor.
"So everything looks okay?" Yamcha asked as he to stared at the lima bean.
"Everything with the baby looks fabulous. And Bulma looks radiant. I'd say we're off to a very good start," the doctor answered, "Any other questions?"
"got anything for mood swings?" Yamcha asked. Bulma whipped around and glared at him with a menacingly evil look.
"I'm afraid there isn't a pill or anything like that for extra hormones. But might I suggest exercise and a change in diet. They seem to help most woman with mood swings. When I say diet I mean lots of chocolate in case of emergency mood swings and a very healthy balanced diet for the rest of the time. I'll give you a couple pamphlets on diets high in vitamins and calories but low in fat. I'll also give you a few pamphlets on fitness for pregnancy," the doctor spoke and started digging through his pamphlets.
**~________________________________________________________________________________~**
Seven and a half months later…
Vegeta wiped the sweat from his brow. The building project was in its final stage. But that wasn't what was on his mind. He had this unexplainable need to return to earth. That blue mud ball was all that was on his mind. Besides the woman anyway. It is time to go home. With that decision in mind he headed back to his pod to begin preparations for the trip.
**~_______________________________________________________________________________~**
Bulma sat on her yoga mat doing the few of the exercises she could still do. Her mid section jutted out in front of her and little Trunks Vegeta Briefs, as she decided to name her baby, was doing aerobics of his own. It felt more like he was sparing with her kidneys, but she didn't mind. She liked the warmth that came with the knowledge of the life growing with in her and every time Trunks moved she felt it even stronger then before. She knew she was going to have the baby soon and still hoped to Kami that Vegeta would be on earth that day. Everyone else had pretty much given up on Vegeta's return. But she hadn't, she had a feeling that he'd be back soon. And hopefully soon enough to see his son born.
**~_______________________________________________________________________________~**
Next time on ABM…make sure to write…meteor shower…and finally home.
I'm going to be ending this story in like three more chapters I think. It depends on how things flow. See ya next time. Silverx
