Disclaimer.

I do not own Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z, Dragon Ball GT nor any of it's characters. I only own my imagination and maybe the laptop from which I'm writing this story.

A/N: Sorry if my grammar isn't good enough, but you have to understand that my native language is NOT english, but spanish. I'm doing my best so anyone can read me and have a good time at it.

A/N2: The name of these two chapters have been chosen from some Christmas songs I was listening while I was writing. xD

Chapter 3: Christmas time…is here…

Christmas was just 3 days away and Capsule Corp. was busy like every year: apart from the usual work at the company, the executives, accountants and scientists had to make the annual report of their respective areas so they can finish the year with everything in order. People barely spoke to each other, ran from one side to another carrying papers of all sorts and importance and didn't lose even a microsecond of their time. They knew they had to get everything ready by the 24th so they can attend at the traditional Christmas party the company gave for all it's employees.

It was in this environment where a young blue-haired woman kept working tirelessly the entire day. She knew it was the same every year, yet she couldn't help getting all stressed by these seasons. On one side was her family: strange, yet lovely and on the other was her job: important and rewarding. Both of them required her attention in major or lesser degree and even as a genius as she was, she ended up completely tired and "zombie-like" at the end of the day. Not even Vegeta or Trunks (with all that implies) could awake her after she fell asleep.

- "Boy, come here" ordered Vegeta on an afternoon, just after they had lunch

- "What is it, dad?" replied Trunks, already foreseeing where the conversation will go.

- "Is your mother sick or something? Neither you nor I could awake her with the noise we make. This hasn't happened before". Vegeta was worried from the look on his face.

"Well, dad…let's say that you haven't been very helpful this year…not that you have been any, but I think mom's that way because now, besides the usual stress of the season, she has to answer the questions of her "in-laws". Heck, even I am getting tired to be answering all the time to uncle Table about our life".

So that was it. The woman was just tired and just needed a rest. Although training time is precious, family always comes first, even more when it's a royal one. Maybe helping a bit taking care of my weakling brother and her wife can help Bulma as well.

- "Dad…are you there?" said the purple haired boy after looking at his meditative father and waving his hand in front of him.

- "Of course I am here, brat!!!!" Vegeta suddenly replied. "I was thinking about something."

- "Well? What is it then?" asked Trunks as his curiosity was rising

- "I don't have to tell you. All you need to know is that your uncle will be asking you less questions".

- "Dad…you're not gonna…you know… "send them to the other backyard"…are you?"

- "No. But I will send you there if you keep asking me these things. Got it!!??"

- "Sir, yes sir!!"

- "Now go play or something and don't bother me until tonight".

Trunks didn't have to listen the order twice: he sensed his father meant serious business, so he quickly went to his room and turned on his videogame console. It was a bit boring for him, but it was certainly better than getting out of the house to the cold and rainy backyard. Last time he got out that way, he stayed in bed for a week and had a fever so strong that made him delusion. He wasn't stupid so he wasn't going to make the same mistake twice.

In the meanwhile, at Capsule Corp. HQ, Bulma was finishing the last treaties and contracts of the year. After that, she would have time to relax and plan her own private Christmas party. Some people consider it quite troublesome, but for Bulma, everything that implied buying things, going to the mall and decorating her house was as relaxing as a good spa session. Kami knows why she was that way…

- "Miss Brief, this is the last contract you have to sign. We analyzed it and it seems a good company to make business with. I think you have heard about Boeing…the ones that make planes?"

- "Yeah…I know them. I actually have been at a party with their VP. This contract will make great profits and technological advances to both companies." And saying that, the blue-haired woman signed it.

- "Anything else you want me to do, boss?" asked the secretary

- "Just go and have a great time. You've done your job well so you deserve it. Besides, I have to go to the mall to get the things for my own private party". Both women smiled and left the office.

The evening came and with it, the family dinner. All the Briefs were there, as well as their "in-laws". Bulma, as usual, was telling everyone about her day at the office, what she bought for the party and who should invite. Vegeta, on the other hand, didn't bother to talk with the rest of the family as he was concentrated on his food. Trunks ate it all real quick so he could go and watch his favourite Christmas special on TV, so he didn't talk much either.

In the end, there was just Bulma, Vegeta, his brother and his brother's wife. Table and Grey were telling them about the "marvels" they heard on their trip to the CD store. They said they didn't have that kind of music on their planet because there, people thought it wasn't important.

As soon as Table finished speaking, Vegeta got up from his chair and said: "Woman, you must know that for any royal family of any world, family comes first and as such, I will take care of my brother and his wife for the next couple of days in order for you to prepare your silly Christmas party. It's already decided".

Having said that, Vegeta left the room and walked to his room.