Drabble Challenge #37: Innocence

Title: A Life Lesson

Rating: PG

Word Count: 200

The Briefs family walked in silence to the gardens. She handed the shoebox to Trunks and took up the shovel. She started to dig between two rosebushes.

"Papa," Bra whispered, snuggled in her father's arms. "I don't understand what happened to Scratches..."

Vejita watched Bulma dig. "He's dead," he said.

"What does that mean?"

Vejita shifted uncomfortably. There was something wrong with him being the one to explain the end of life to his daughter. He had been surrounded by it his whole life. He'd seen it, he'd caused it, and he'd experienced it twice. It was difficult to fathom death

being a new concept.

"It means... you won't be seeing him anymore," Vejita finally answered.

"Why not?"

"He got old." He watched Bulma set down the shovel. She took the box from Trunks.

"You and Mama are old. You're not dead."

"One day"

"Vejita!" Bulma hissed and reprimanded him with a glare. "Not now. Okay?" She placed the shoebox in the hole.

"Wait!" Bra squirmed out of her father's grip. She picked some brightly colored flowers from the garden and set them on top of the box. Bulma started filling the hole back in.

"Goodbye, Scratches," Bra whispered.