I flew around bored I watched my mom and brother move out two weeks ago and now the new family is moving in, great! I growled walking around, the door slammed open and I could tell I hated these people. I growled as I watched to men chuckle walking in with boxes, I rolled my eyes at these morons.
Later a beautiful blonde walked in with a heavier looking box and struggled to even get it through the thresh hold while the two men drank a rock star. I rolled my eyes and out of manors I opened the door, she sighed and walked in carefully placing it down and a little girl followed with a box that was two times her size lucky her she wasn't that big, the woman helped the girl then went back and grabbed more boxes.
The woman kept bringing boxes once in a while one of the men would help but it wasn't often. I felt anger that these bastards weren't even helping, and I was vivid that the little girl brought in an infant in a box. This man is worse than my father, I think? The young girl had odd blue hair and the rest of the family was blonde.
"Mama where do I put Bulma?" the young blonde asked the woman, she smiled at the child and placed a box in my old room.
"Put the damn brat on the counter!" the man shouted at the young girl who nodded and put the young child on the counter. I glared at the man, is he this idiotic the girl is so young and she's in a box if she fell she'd die. I rolled my eyes and walked over to the young child and stared at her and didn't notice night had dawned and two and a half rooms were fully arranged.
The master bedroom along with the closet and bathroom, the lounge room and half of the kitchen. The young girl to the child out of my sight and into 'their' new room, I growled and followed the child who seemed to be around my age, or how old I used to be twelve years ago. I sighed and watched as the mother and little girl set up a crib and placed a mattress for the blonde. The woman put in a night light and gave the baby a bottle of milk and kissed each goodnight.
I looked at that woman longing a motherly touch after I looked at the young infant then started to wander. I do it when I am bored, I know this place in and out and even the secret hiding spots. I then heard the cry of the infant and the young blonde rushed over holding the bottle as the child reached out for it. The girl dropped the bottle on the infant when a loud thud erupted from the room next to them. I shifted through the walls and saw the angry man shaking the woman violently awake.
"Go shut up the damn brat or I'll do it!" he yelled the woman tried prying his arms off her.
"James please she just had a nightmare, let go!" she shouted he threw her on the floor, he snorted and walked away towards the door. Shouting the whole way, oh I knew this all too well. I dashed towards the room the girls were in running to help whichever child crossed his path. I reached the room just as he slammed the door open and switched the lights on.
"Ahh! Ahh!" the young blue haired girl screamed seeking the soothing touch of her mom but got that damned bastard instead. I growled watching him forcefully yank her out of her crib, the older girl crying and begging him to stop.
"Shut up you stupid brat I need to fucking sleep! Just shut up!" he was shaking her, what the fuck he's going to kill her! What the hell is wrong with men, the child's cries stopped but he didn't. I clenched my fist and rammed the crib into the man knocking the child out of his hands. I ran over and picked her up, holy shit! I am holding a person! Oh, thank god! I held the child and threw the man against the wall, I smirked feeling happy as I got my vengeance. I looked down at the little child in my arm, I felt her breath and grinned. The other girl screaming bloody murder and crying out to her sister.
"Bulma! AHHH! Mommy!" I then noticed how the lights flickered and the room shaking the closet doors opening and closing wildly. I calmed down and stopped the shaking room. The blonde woman ran in and grabbed the child from my arms and took the crying child and ran out the door. Minutes later the cops came and arrested the man. A week or two later and the girls finally came back but with smiles and a purple headed man.
"This is our home hun." the blonde woman said to the man who nodded and started unpacking, the little blonde joined him and started to pull stuff. The blonde smiled and walked into the kitchen and pulled out a bottle of milk warming it up and popping it in the little girl's mouth.
"I am going to put Bulma to bed, be right back!" she said walking down the hall to the girl's room. She placed her down in the crib and left to the others. The little girl chewed on the bottle and looked around for something. I smirked walking up to the little girl's crib and stared at her, she squealed giggling reaching out to me. I put my hand in and she grabbed it in her tiny hands and laughed smiling.
"Vegeta," I said for her to pronounce, she stared at me chewing on her other hand and laughed squirming around.
"Geta!" she giggled, I shrugged while nodding, and played with her for the rest of the day. Knowing what I looked like I am happy she isn't crying at my face, and I hoped that she wouldn't move out like my family.
