Chapter 6: Our Happy Family

Four months later, and I was holding a beautiful Saiyan bearing a wolf tail. With black fur and golden stripes, he was my child and no one could take him away from me.

"Look at his eyes. They're amber and black. Just like his fur, except backwards. How bizarre." Vegeta said, leaning over my shoulder to look at his son.

I smiled and handed the child to his father. Vegeta took him and held him close. "What are we going to call him?"

I thought for a moment. "How does Night Angel sound?"

Vegeta looked at the child in his arms and smiled. "After Kakarott's human name. Unusual that you would want to name him that. But I like it."

I smiled and took back my son. Night Angel. The perfect name for the little angel that he was.

After a few years, though I decided 'angel' wasn't the best choice of name.

"Hey, Mom, look."

I turned to see Night Angel fly through the door, his father trailing close behind.

"What is it?" I asked impatiently.

"I can so Super Saiyan!" He powered up, destroying half the living room with his power. I groaned.

"Night Angel, couldn't you have shown me that outside? You ruined half the house. Again. Now go upstairs to your room and stay there until I tell you that you can come out. And no Super Saiyan while you're up there."

Night Angel hung his head and proceeded to sulk up the stairs. I sighed in relief.

"Weren't you a little too harsh?" Vegeta asked me. "I mean, he is only four years old. He doesn't know any better."

"Four human years. How many Saiyan years? Or wolf years even. No, he has to learn when and where he should do things. And in the living room is not the place to show your mother that you can go Super Saiyan."

Vegeta sighed, giving up. I was right, after all. Night Angel was a ten year old Saiyan, and a full grown wolf. He just needed the experience to go with those years.

"I'll start dinner." Vegeta offered. I nodded, turning back to my book.

Thirty minutes later and our family was sitting around the table eating steak, chicken, and in Vegeta's case, fish.

"I'm sorry, Mom." Night Angel said, hanging his head.

"It's alright. Just don't let it happen again. Now hurry up and eat your dinner."

"Alright, Mom. I love you."

I smiled. That was a rare comment from my son. "I love you too."

Vegeta smiled as well. "And I love you both."

That was our family. Our very happy family.

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