Disclaimer: Don't own it, never will.

"BULMA! YOU NEED TO GO AND FIX THE GRAVITY ROOM!"

"What?! Again?! Vegeta, this is the 6th time this week! I don't even have time to take care of Trunks!"

Bulma lies by Trunks's bedside, feeding him by hand. Trunks is recovering, slowly, but surely. However he's still too weak to even move.

Bulma sighs, "Oh, my poor baby. Don't be sad okay? You'll be up and about in no time." Trunks nods solemnly.

Bulma turns to Vegeta, who's standing in the doorway, "Don't you see how much he needs me?"

Vegeta sneers, "He doesn't need you. You've been spoiling him."

"WHAT?! Why you're nothing but a..."The row lasts the rest of the night.