(A/N: Ok yes I know I've skipped loads but I couldn't think of anything else to write!)

6 months later. Bulma and Vegeta's house. 4:00

Bulma walked through the hall humming happily to herself. It was four days until Christmas and it was just about time to put up the decorations. She walked into the lounge and saw Trunks sitting in front of the, yet to be decorated, Christmas tree. She set a box of decorations down in front him.

"Here you go hunny, have fun decorating."

Trunks dove into the box and pulled out lines of tinsel and lights. Bulma carried another box into the kitchen still humming little Christmas tunes to herself. Vegeta looked up from his lunch.

"What's up with you?"

"What do you mean?"

"All you earthlings seem to be happy lately. You're humming all the time, Trunks wasn't annoying this morning, and even that baka friend of yours, Chichi, managed to not be stupid on the phone earlier."

"Well duh Vegeta! That's because its only four days until Christmas!"

She set another box of decorations on the table and started to look through them. Suddenly they heard a crash from the lounge. Bulma sighed and walked into the living room to find the tree toppled over on the floor, with shards of glass around it from fallen baubles and lights. Trunks was levitating above it.

"What happened Trunks?"

"I dunno! I was just putting the star on top, I think I pushed it down too hard and made it fall over. I didn't press it that hard."

"Sweety, listen. You're a Saiyen ok? You have to watch your strength!"

Trunks hung his head shamefully.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."

Bulma walked over to him and reached out to hug him. She suddenly fell to the floor with a look of pain on her face. She sat on the floor and cradled her foot in her hand. She looked at it. There was a steady stream of blood flowing across her heel. She screamed loudly. Trunks descended to her side. Vegeta ran in from the kitchen. He took one look at Bulma and was by her side in a instant. He shot a look at Trunks.

"Go upstairs. Now. I'll call you if I need you."

"Yes daddy."

Trunks flew off to his bedroom. Vegeta picked Bulma up, walked over to the arm chair and placed her down. She was still holding her foot in her hands. Vegeta took hold of it. The blood was still running freely. Tears were pricking at Bulma's eyes. Vegeta got up and walked to the kitchen. He returned a few moments later with a damp cloth. He kneeled down in front of Bulma and took hold of her ankle. He ran the cloth along Bulma's blood stained foot. Bulma's face scrunched up in agony. Vegeta looked at her soothingly. He carried on dabbing the cloth round the wound. He got off as much blood as he could, but it still bled steadily. He saw the cause, a big shard of thin, red glass had lodged itself in Bulma's foot. He went back into the kitchen and rummaged around the first aid box for a pair of tweezers. He found them and went back to Bulma. He put the tweezers towards the wound and looked at Bulma. She had her eyes scrunched shut.

"This'll hurt a bit. But it will be over quickly ok?"

Bulma nodded her head slowly. Vegeta put the tweezers round the shard of glass and pulled it out. Bulma bit her lip as tears fell down her face. Vegeta slowly slid it out, as soon as it was out he wrapped the cloth round her foot. He watched as a red stain quickly appeared on the cloth. He rummaged through the first aid box and fished out a bandage. He slowly removed the blood drenched cloth from her foot and wrapped the bandage round it instead. Bulma was breathing heavily and tears were still falling freely. Vegeta picked her up and sat down with her on his lap. She held his shirt in his fists tightly. She ran his hand through her hair and kept one arm strongly curled round her shoulders.

"Shhh. It's ok now. It's out. It's over."

Bulma lifted her tearful eyes to meet his. She smiled at him appreciatively.

"Thank you."

"Well I wasn't about to leave you there was I?"

Bulma rested her head on Vegeta's chest.

"I love you Vegeta."

"Love you too."

"Hey Vegeta, since I'm off my feet for a while, you're gonna have to do all the decorating around here."

Vegeta grunted.

6:00

Vegeta snatched a line of tinsel off Trunks and wound it round the Christmas tree. He stood back and admired his work.

"See! That's how it done!"

"It looked better the other way dad!"

"That's because you have no taste!"

"Hey!"

Bulma looked up from her lying position on the couch.

"Stop you're arguing! Vegeta babe, can you do me a favour?"

Vegeta turned round and looked at her.

"What?"

"Can you get me a nice cup of tea?"

"Do it yourself!"

Bulma held up her injured foot and pouted at him. He growled and stuffed his hands in his pockets but went into the kitchen. Bulma smiled and held her arms out to Trunks. He ran into them and Bulma ruffled his hair.

"You're right. I think the tree looked better the other way too."

Trunks laughed and climbed onto Bulma's lap.

"Are you looking forward to Christmas mum?"

"Of course I am! Are you?"

"Yeah! I can't wait! Presents!"

Bulma laughed.

"Well, you'll only get presents if you've been a good boy all year."

"I have! I really have!"

"I'm sure you have. You're going to have to be an especially good boy the next couple of days and help mummy out around the house, as I cant really walk at the moment."

"Sure I will. Oh by the way mum, Chichi rang up earlier."

"Oh yeah? What did she want?"

"She wanted to talk about what you were getting daddy for Christmas. And then she said that I could go round tomorrow to play with Goten."

"That's sounds lovely hunny. But don't get too rough with him. I do want both of you in one piece for Christmas day."

"Ok mum."

They looked up as Vegeta walked back in with Bulma's cup of tea. Bulma took it from him and sipped it slowly.

"Mmmm. Just how I like it. Thanks Vegeta."

"Hmph."

Trunks jumped up and ran to the next box of decorations. He pulled out a long, green, holy garland. He wrapped it round his neck and started walking round the living-room like a super model. Bulma laughed heartily and Vegeta smirked. Trunks unwrapped it from round his neck and walked over to the fireplace. He levitated up to the top of the fireplace and laid the garland across the mantle piece. Bulma smiled and gave him a thumbs up.

"Lovely hunny. Looks wonderful there. Glad to see that you've inherited my sense of style."

Trunks smiled madly and Vegeta growled. Bulma looked at him and smiled innocently. He scowled at her and turned away.

"Oh come on Vegeta. I didn't mean it. Where's you Christmas spirit?"

"On my home planet."

Trunks looked at Bulma dumbfounded.

"But I thought that blew up?"

Bulma smiled at him.

"I think that's the point hun. But I think it was just a joke, right Vegeta?"

She glared at him.

"Yeah. Course. It was just a joke."

9:00

Vegeta walked back into the lounge with a scowl in his face. Bulma patted the space on the sofa next to her and he sat down next to her. She turned over onto her back and rested her legs on his lap.

"So did you put him to bed nicely like I told you? Bed time kiss and everything?"

"I kinda hugged him instead of kissed him."

Bulma sighed.

"I guess that's good enough."

She lay her head back and closed her eyes. She heard Vegeta yawn and opened her eyes. He was relaxed against the sofa with his eyes closed. She brought her legs back underneath her and moved over next to him. She rested her head in his shoulder and closed her eyes. She felt his arm curl round her waist and she smiled as she fell asleep.