Chapter 11
Part II of It's a Girl
Ok small summery It's now five mouths later and Bulma is do to have the baby any day now. Vegeta is well …… he's at his usually, but he kept his word and has been somewhat nicer to Bulma during this hard time. Sad thing is poor Trunks had to deal with both of his parent's moods.
"Every day you get more and more irritable Women!" Vegeta growled one morning. "Are you going to have that brat soon or what?" " How many times do I have to tell you not to call her a brat." Bulma grunted, not to pleased with what Vegeta had said. " I'm going to go train." He snapped. As we headed out the door." It's better then sitting here listen to you whine." He thought to himself.
It was a rainy boring day and Bulma had no desire to work on her inventions. Poor Trunks was stuck at home because Goten was sick with the flu and he didn't have anything easel to do." Hey Trunks I got an idea lets watch a movie there's nothing better to do?" Bulma suggested. " Sounds good to me." He answered as he went over to pick out a movie from the collection. They both sat back on the couch. About on hour into the movie they were both fast asleep. It was just too boring to stay awake.
A couple of hours later. …… Dude when I'm so bored that I fall asleep, I can be out for long time.
Bulma awoke to a sharp pain running through her. " Yeeeeeeeeeoooooooooww!" Her cry of pain awoke Trunks who fell off the couch with a thud. " Ow! Who? Where? What's wrong Mom??" He was shocked out of his mind he never herd his mother yell like that before. " Oh Denda! Trunks I think this is it. Hurry! Go get your father." She cried. " Oh Crap! Ok ok I'm going." Trunks dashed out to the gravity room.
When he got there. Trunks didn't even bother knocking. He opened the door to find his Dad inflicting some major damage on the metal walls of the room. Vegeta stopped his attack when he saw his son rush in. " What you want brat? Can't you see I am in the middle of training." Vegeta demanded. " I know, and usually I would leave you alone but Mom, well……..SHE'S HAVING THE BABY!" " Damn." Vegeta grunted and flew past his son to find where Women was.
" Women you have awful timing." Vegeta smirked as he came into the room. " This is no way near my fault you know!" Bulma winced from the pain. " Yeah, It's the brat's fault. She already takes after you. C'mon." Vegeta picked Bulma up gently, knowing he could fly them to the hospital faster than any car. Bulma looked over Vegeta's shoulder at her son. " Trunks please call the hospital and tell them we're on our way." " You Got." He replied and ran to get the phone. " Hold on!" Vegeta ordered. Soon after that they took off.