A/N: OKAY THIS IS BARELY UNDER 1k AND IT'S TRASH ;-; I'm supposed to be writing something for my Vodka Aunt but I accidentally wrote this (I'm so sorry bringingyaoiback don't hate me!) Loy was like 'hey Eli write this thing' and I did so here's this. Heh. Anyway, I swear I'm doing the work I'm supposed to be doing lmfao. Anyway, I constantly think of pregnant Vegeta so enjoy mORE OF HIM KMS

this had no beta reader so I bet it has so many flaws but I hope you like it anyway~

Shot VI: April First

Vegeta, simply put, just dislikes Earth's holidays. He has no particular reason for his contempt, but whenever Goku alerts him that one is drawing near, he tends to hide in the room until everything dies down. They spike his anxiety. He's a warrior, his general center of celebration is limited to0 that of enjoying the genocide of a race at his hands.

However, when he Bulma informed him that the current date was known as April Fools and explained to him its traditions, it piqued his interest.

"So you just tell a blunt lie? That's the entire point of the holiday?"

"Yes," Bulma answers, sipping her tea. She smirks. "I thought you'd like that."

"Why haven't I heard about it before?" Vegeta asks. He blinks as he stares at her, as if it were her responsibility to tell him all of Earth's traditions.

"Because you've become a hermit." She sets her cup down. "I don't ever see you anymore, so how could I tell you about anything?" Her cheeks puff a little for just a moment before the subject vanishes in thin air. "Anyway, are you going to pull one on Son-kun?"

"Hm… I suppose I'll think about it." He leans back in his chair, looking down at his shoes.

"Do you want my help planning?"

"I said I'll think about it. I never said I was going to participate."

"True." She shrugs. "But I know you. If you're wasting time thinking about it, then you'll waste time doing it." She smiles knowingly. "Now, I'll ask again. Do you want my help planning?"

Vegeta blinks, hesitating before accepting his loss. "No, I'll think of something." He walks toward the door. "I'm leaving."

"Bye, Vegeta," she says, chuckling under her breath.

Once home, Vegeta starts the process of selecting the best prank to pull on his lover. Nearly anything would work, as Goku is pretty naïve. However, his naïvety could also be the problem; the prank may not even get through his thick skull. Before his settlement on Earth, Vegeta would have never put this much thought into something so meaningless, but the thought of pulling a childish prank on Goku like this interests him enough for him to spend some time at least pondering it.

By the time Goku returns home, he has everything planned out in his head.

"Veg-eta," his partner calls from the living room. Vegeta hears the door shut. "Where are ya?"

"In the kitchen," he replies. He sits down at the table and takes a deep breath to remain calm.

Goku enters seconds later. "Hey, Geta." He grins. He wraps his arms around Vegeta from behind and squeezes him.

"Kakarot, sit."

Goku's grip loosens and he pulls back a little. Vegeta can sense the fear his lover emits.

"Why?" he asks, tilting his head to look at Vegeta.

"Why?" Vegeta huffs. "I didn't feel like cooking, so I put instant rice in the microwave. It's almost done. Sit down, or I'm going to eat it all."

Goku immediately plops in the seat adjacent to Vegeta. He smiles, clearly relieved. Vegeta finds it amusing that Goku thought he was in trouble.

The microwave beeps and Vegeta stands, approaching it and pulling the food out. His heart begins to beat faster and he tries to contain his excitement. To think that something so trivial could rile him in such a manner is interesting to him. He places the bowl before his mate and sits back in his seat slowly, watching him eat at his usual rushed pace. Vegeta smirks.

"So, Kakarot." The other Saiyan barely acknowledges him with a grunt as he scarfs the white rice down his gullet. "I want to tell you something." Another grunt, this time a bit higher pitched. "Are you listening?" Goku continues eating. 'Okay,' he thinks. 'Here it goes.' He leans closer, his chin resting against his hand. "Kakarot, I'm pregnant."

The bowl flies from Goku's hand and falls to the table, clattering and spilling rice everywhere. The younger Saiyan gags as he accidentally shoves them down his throat in shock. A fit of tight coughs fills the room as Goku's face turns bright red.

Vegeta bursts into laughter. His mate scrambles, trying to wipe up the spilled rice and push it back into the now chipped bowl. He stutters nonsense, offering incomplete thoughts like "G-Geta, you're–" and "A b-baby? But I–" and "Shit, I-I don't…"

The Prince laughs harder with every clumsy move the opposite Saiyan makes. When the bowl slips out of Goku's hand and shatters against the floor, Vegeta looses his composure and tosses his head back, tears pricking at his eyes. He grasps his stomach as he laughs.

"V-Vegeta, I, uh… I'm sorry th-that I, um, that I got you pregnant, and–"

"You're sorry?" He starts laughing harder, his lungs aching.

"Why're ya laughin'?" Goku asks, his tone confused and a bit offended.

"Fuck, Kakarot, I'm not actually pregnant," Vegeta manages, still cackling. "Oh gods…"

"I don't understand." Goku, his face blood red, draws his shoulders up. He looks like an embarrassed kitten.

Vegeta waits until he's calmed to a mere giggle before speaking. "April Fools, Kakarot."

Goku's facial features soften as he realizes the date and hardens as he realizes he's been tricked.

"That wasn't funny, Vegeta…"

"I beg to differ!" The Prince begins laughing again, his side splitting. "Oh my gods, you should've seen your face!"

"Vege-ta, I thought you were gonna have a baby."

"I know." He wipes his eyes, taking a deep breath.

"I've never seen you laugh s' hard." Goku forgets his embarrassment and giggles a little.

"Happy April 1st, you big dumbass." Vegeta stands and leans forward, kissing Goku's forehead. "But you clean up the mess."

"Heh, okay, Geta."

End of Shot VI