Chapter 2

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Suddenly the phone rang. Vegeta picked up, "Hello!" he yelled threw the phone trying to keep Bra still. Bra was screaming at the top her lungs. Goku was trying to call her off. "Hun, is everything ok?" she asked. "Yea... everything's fine... we're just playing...uh tag." Vegeta said nervously. "WAAH! Daddy GOKOO IS SCARING ME!!!" Bra yelled. "Was that Bra?" Bulma asked getting suspicious. "Uh that was the TV." Vegeta said letting go of Bra, who ran up the stairs, then fell down. "What was that noise?" Bulma asked again. "That? Uh that was uh the washing machine." Vegeta responded. "Oh, you know how to wash clothes?" Bulma asked knowing he was lying. "Uh yea... what guy shouldn't know how to wash clothes?" Vegeta responded, then sighed, glad he came up with something. "Alright, let me talk to Bra." Bulma replied. Oh shit! Where the hell is she? Vegeta thought. "Uh ok, hold on a sec." He said then laid the phone down. Now where did she go? Vegeta thought as he walked through the living room. He couldn't since her ki, so it was twice as hard to find her.

"Bra...Bra... Where are you? I got a cookie for ya." Vegeta whispered, while looking under the couch. Shit Shit Shit! He thought. He looked around the corner, to see Goku laying on the floor in a daze. "What the Fu" he began then Bra jumped down on his head and started knocking Vegeta in the head, with yet another hard back book. "Ow Bra...son of a bi_ ow...get off." He yelled while grabbing Bra by the collar of her shirt. "Daddy...stop...i was beating you up." She whined. "No shit! Anyway your mom's on the phone and wants to talk to you." Vegeta said dropping his daughter on the ground. "Wow! Really?" she cried and ran to the phone and picked it up. "Hi Mommy!" she screamed through the phone. "Hi Princess. What are you up to?"

"Ah nothing. Just hitting daddy with a pillow, and the kitchen's a mess, and daddy said Shit" she explained to her mother, who was now pissed at what she heard. "What?! Get your father on the phone." Bulma commanded. Vegeta heard the rage of Bulma through the phone. Bra looked up at him, "Here ya go Daddy!" she said then gave him the phone. Vegeta picked it up and answered, "H-hello." He said scared half to death. "Hi Hun! Bra tells me you've been cussing lately and that the kitchen is a complete mess." Bulma said calmly, but sarcastically. "Damn, where'd she hear that from?" Vegeta said. "Listen hear Vegeta! I'm gonna forget what she told me. But you will never curse in front of our daughter, and clean up the kitchen. Do i make myself clear?!" she yelled through the phone. "Uh yes mam." He replied about to piss his pants.

"Good! Now remember that and i call later to check up. Oh and my mom's coming to help with the babysitting, since i can't trust you men with anything. Bye!" she said then hanged up. "whew! That was scary as shi- uh crap." He said noticing his daughter eyeing him closely. "Yay! Grandma's coming. Yay! Yay! Yay!" Bra screamed running through the house maniacally. "Great! Now i have to clean up the kitchen. Hey Kakarot! Get up and help me." Vegeta said then yelling at Goku. "Aw right V-man." Goku said getting up. "Don't call me that." Vegeta commanded. "Right." Goku said while wiping the peanut butter off the fridge. "You know what? Bra made this mess, so she's gonna clean it." Vegeta exclaimed walking out to find Bra.

Suddenly the doorbell rang. "Dammit, what now?" Vegeta said turning to answer the door. But Bra had beaten him. "Hi Grandma!" Bra said as she opened the door. Damn! Annoying woman's here, just what i need, Mrs. Briefs blabbing all the time about expensive cakes and this and that. Vegeta thought.

AN: well theres the second chap. Tell me what ya think so far and if you have any ideas. PLEASE REVIEW!! Thank you.