Family is All That Matters

by Sara-Tober

Trunks is a teen father & already has three kids of his own. However, he just finds out that he has two more children out there…twins. He actually already kind of knew about them…one of them at least; he didn't know he had another set of twins. How will he handle 5 kids? Will he have to deal with 5 kids—or will it just be 4? What kind of twists & turns lie ahead? Rest Inside.

2. Meeting Elm & Lily

With Vegeta, Bulma, Kishu & Teddy:

"What do you think they're like?" Kishu asked when Mr. Peer took Trunks and Knickers back behind a door.

"Do you think they'll like us?" Teddy softly asked.

"Who knows?" Vegeta sighed, watching the door.

"They're probably good little kids, like you three. From what we understand their mother hurt them very badly and didn't love them like a mother should. So, I'm guessing those two are going to be really scared and shy. But I'm sure once they open up, and get to know you all, they'll love you just as much as we do." Bulma said with a warm smile, making Teddy and Kishu smile.

"I hope so." Teddy said as she played with some toys while Kishu sat in a chair, reading a book.

"I can't help but to wonder what they look like. Mr. Peer said that they have cat ears and tails, but he didn't really say if they looked more like Trunks or Luna. Maybe they'll have his hair or eyes or both or his face or ears. Well—no matter what they look like, I'm sure they're going to be absolutely adorable just like Knickers and Kishu were and like Teddy is." Bulma said, gushing over how the twins may look.

"I'm not adorable, nor have I ever been. I am and have always been handsome, thank you very much." Kishu stated, offended, looking up from his book.

"Of course; my mistake. What's wrong, Dear?" Bulma said with a smile and then asked Vegeta, concerned.

"How could she keep his kids away from him—from us? They're his blood too. And just who does this bitch think she is—laying a hand on them like that?" Vegeta asked, pissed off.

"*Sigh—* I don't know; I don't get it either. But they're going to be with their father, brothers, and sister now; they're going to be safe. Three years too late—but they're going to be safe from now on. She's just lucky she's already dead—or she'd have to deal with me!" Bulma calmly replied before placing a hand on Vegeta's shoulder and whispering the last part with a pissed off, fiery aura.

'There's the woman I love. Well, part of her anyway." Vegeta thought to himself with a smile, watching his wife; he'd help her kill the bitch who hurt his offspring's offspring.

"Uh-oh…" Teddy whispered as she and Kishu watched Bulma and Vegeta.

"I know—Grandma has become angry grandma." Kishu said, sinking into his chair.

"Scary grandma is more like it." Teddy said, sitting next to Kishu.

Five Minutes Later:

"Trunks Briefs's family." A nurse called from the door that Trunks and Knickers were taken.

"That was fast." Kishu said, looking up.

"That was no hour." Vegeta said, looking at the door.

"Come on, kids; let's go." Bulma said, picking Teddy up while Kishu walked.

"Is something wrong?" Bulma asked, concerned, looking at the nurse.

"No, of course, not. There was just some kind of misunderstanding; you may come back if you wish. Your son, Trunks, has asked that you all come back." The nurse replied with a smile.

Ten Minutes Earlier:

With Trunks & Knickers:

"What if they don't like us?" Knickers nervously asked.

"I'm sure once they understand and get to know us, they'll love us." Trunks replied with a reassuring smile, causing Mr. Peer to smile.

"You're a close-knit family, aren't you?" Mr. Peer asked.

"Yes, very." Trunks and Knickers answered at the same time.

"That's always nice. I think the twins will do well in your care. I'm sorry about the walk; their room is all the way at the end. When they first got here about a week ago, this was the only double room left. Not Dr. Hashita, but the original doctor on their case, suggested that we put them in separate rooms, next door to each other. I told him that there was no way that was happening; Lily needed and still needs Elm. Right now, he's the only comfort she has. Well, that didn't go well with that doctor; he said children shouldn't be making the rules and should learn to deal with what they are given. That's when Dr. Hashita stepped in; he said there was a double room available. Normally, it's really only used for older kids ages six to twelve, but this was a special case; so, the twins got that room." Mr. Peer explained.

"How did Dr. Hashita get to be their doctor if a different doctor had them?" Knickers asked, confused.

"That was me. As the lead on their case, I could change who was in charge of their care here. But of course, I had to look into him and his background; then I had to ask him if he'd be willing to take them on. He agreed right away. As it would turn out, he works a lot of these kinds of cases—and he was a child of abuse; he knows and understands them." Mr. Peer answered.

"Well, as long as they're safe and in good hands, I'm ok." Trunks said calmly.

"Well, here we are. Please wait here." Mr. Peer calmly insisted as they stopped at a room at the end of the hall; it was the very last room.

There were two name tags on the wall next to the door; they read:

Room E10:

Elm J. Briefs:

Age 2

Pneumonia

Lily M. Briefs:

Age 2

Severe Pneumonia

"They have our last name?" Knickers asked, slightly confused.

"Yep. No, I don't know why. But it certainly makes things easier; I don't have to go to court or anything to change their last names." Trunks responded with a smile.

"Ahh, you must be Trunks Briefs; I'm Dr. Hashita." An older male doctor said, walking down the hall.

"Yes, and this is my oldest, Knickers." Trunks said, shaking Dr. Hashita's hand, followed by Knickers.

"Yes. But I thought there were more of you." Dr. Hashita said, looking at Trunks.

"Yes, my parents, Kishu, and Teddy are waiting in the waiting room." Trunks said calmly.

"Oh? Why is that?" Dr. Hashita asked, clearly confused.

"I was told that because the twins were abused and neglected so badly, it would be best if only two entered the room to meet them at a time—once every hour or so." Trunks explained.

"Oh, dear; Mr. Peer misunderstood what I said." Dr. Hashita said, shaking his head.

"Is everything ok out here? I kind of explained to the twins what was going on. I told them that their father was coming to meet them and as soon as they were well enough, they'd be going home with you." Mr. Peer explained as he came out of the room.

"Mr. Peer—I believe you misunderstood what I told you about Trunks and his family meeting the twins. You told him two at a time every hour or so?" Dr. Hashita asked, looking at Mr. Peer.

"Yes, that's correct. Isn't that what you said?" Mr. Peer asked, looking at Dr. Hashita.

"Yes and no. Trunks, what I actually told Mr. Peer, was that your family could come back and meet the twins, but only one person should enter the room after you. However, if you feel your family won't traumatize them too much, you can have them enter how you wish. You will meet the twins first and talk to them, let them know what's going on—to a certain degree. They already know about their mother—how she was and that she's now passed away and can no longer hurt them. Well, Elm gets that; I'm not sure about Lily because she doesn't speak. But anyway, you'll meet the twins first. Then when you think they're ready, on your command one or so of your family members can come in and meet them. However, with that being said, I would like it to be just you for about ten to fifteen minutes. After that, it's completely up to you when they come in. If you want, I can have my nurse get the rest of your family." Dr. Hashita explained while Mr. Peer stood there, embarrassed; he couldn't believe he mixed things up.

"It's ok; everyone makes mistakes." Knickers said with a smile, looking at Mr. Peer.

"Thank you. Well, unless you need anything, I think I'm done here. This is my card; call me if you need anything." Mr. Peer said, handing Trunks his business card.

"Thank you. Have a nice night. And yes, I'd like the rest of my family back here." Trunks replied, taking the card.

"Have a nice night." Knickers said as Mr. Peer left.

Current Time:

"Trunks, what's going on?" Bulma asked, concerned.

"Where's the suit?" Vegeta asked, looking around.

"Mr. Peer got some information wrong—but it's all been taken care of. He said that his business is no longer needed, so he left. But he gave me his card just in case. You just missed Dr. Hashita; he had to get to an emergency case on a different floor; he'll be back later." Trunks explained.

"What information was wrong?" Kishu and Teddy curiously asked while Bulma and Vegeta stared at Trunks.

"About meeting the twins. Dr. Hashita told me that it wasn't the way that Mr. Peer said. You can all still meet them, but I need to go in alone first—for about ten to fifteen minutes. After that—when I think they're ready, you can all come in either one or two at a time." Trunks explained.

"So we don't have to wait for over an hour or so?" Bulma excitedly asked.

"No. So, here's the plan. When I believe they're ready, I'll call you back one by one starting with Knickers. After Knickers, I'll have Kishu and Teddy come in—slowly. And then after them, Grandma and Grandpa can come in—slowly. Ok? Does everyone understand and agree?" Trunks asked, dead serious.

"Yes." Everyone replied with a smile.

"Ok. Well, I'm going to head in now. Just wait here. Wish me luck." Trunks said, sighing as he looked at everyone.

"Good luck." Everyone said with a smile—except for Vegeta; he didn't think he needed luck.

When Trunks walked into the room and shut the door, he saw his twins; they both looked over at him.

Elm had short, straight, blue hair with slightly uneven bangs, black cat ears, and a black and gray striped cat's tail. His hair was a little darker than Bulma's but lighter than Luna's.

Lily had long, wavy, dark violet hair with slightly uneven bangs, dark brown and tan cat ears, and a light brown cat's tail. Her hair was a little darker than Trunks's but certainly lighter than Luna's.

They both had round light blue eyes, a single strand of hair that stuck up on the top of their heads, and had rounder faces like Bulma.

"Hi." Trunks calmly said, slowly walking over to them.

"Are you our father?" Elm asked right away.

'He certainly gets straight to the point and doesn't hold back.' Trunks thought to himself.

"Well—I prefer to be called "dad" over "father." But yes, I am." 'But I should really talk; for the longest time I called my dad "father."' Trunks answered and then thought as he mentally slapped himself.

"He's our dad. I don't know yet." Elm spoke, looking at Lily.

"Can I sit?" Trunks asked, looking at the twins.

"He is." Elm spoke, once again looking at Lily.

"I know—it's a little weird. It's certainly not normal." Elm continued to speak, still looking at Lily, while she looked back at him.

"So, you two speak telepathically to each other?" Trunks asked, looking at Elm.

"H-how could you possibly know that?" Elm asked, shocked.

"Well, you're not talking to me. And you look directly at her when answering. Plus, it's a Saiyan thing; I can do it too. So can your grandpa, aunt and uncle, your uncle's brother, and dad—and your brothers and sister. And a few others." Trunks explained.

"Saiyan?" Elm asked, confused, while Lily looked around.

"Saiyans are a proud race of strong aliens. My side of the family is all Saiyan—well, they are now anyway. Before I was only half Saiyan; I was also half human because of my mother, your grandma. However, thirteen years ago, some other Saiyans made a wish on something called dragon balls, which no longer exist. That wish made it so anyone who was even just a little bit of Saiyan, and their families would all become full Saiyan—if they had human in them that is. You two, I don't believe, have any human in you as your mother was Nekodian. So, you two are half Saiyan and half Nekodian. Am I making any sense to either of you?" Trunks asked, looking at Elm and Lily.

"I get it; you're talking genetics." Elm answered.

"You really are smart, aren't you? Does your sister understand?" Trunks asked, trying not to offend anyone.

"Mom was a cat lady and dad is an alien. We're half-cat and half-alien. And no, not like the little green men on the tv. She gets it now. As for being smart? So I've been told. I've also been told I have a dry personality." Elm calmly said.

"You having a dry personality might just be because of how you've been living these past few years. I've heard you were really protective of Lily; so you had to develop that type of personality. However, if that's not the reason—if you just have a dry personality in general; you probably get that from your grandpa. He has a pretty dry personality. But he cares a great deal about his family; like you, he is very protective of us all." Trunks explained as best he could.

"I wonder where I get my intelligence from. Certainly, no one on mom's side; they were all dumb." Elm calmly stated.

'Yep… Definitely like dad.' "Well, your grandma, great grandpa, and great aunt are all really smart; you probably get it from them." Trunks thought to himself before calmly stating, looking at Elm.

"What about you?" Elm curiously asked.

"I'm smart, but not nearly as smart as your grandma, great grandpa, or our aunt." Trunks admitted calmly.

"Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough! Cough!" Lily started coughing up a storm before she started severely wheezing.

It was so bad that Trunks had to press the red call button.

"What's going on?!" Trunks heard Bulma and Knickers ask, panicked; both were concerned as two nurses came rushing in.

Trunks had no clue what was going on, but he could tell Lily was scared. He didn't want to scare her any further by just taking her hand in his; he just placed his hand on her bed and let her do as she pleased.

Lily saw Trunks's hand just sitting there next to her, on the bed—just laying there. He wasn't reaching up to strike her; it was just lying there. She hesitantly took and held his finger in her, squeezing a little in fear.

She shocked not only Trunks but mainly Elm; she usually didn't trust anyone.

"Please hold still hunny; we're just trying to help you." One of the nurses soothingly said, trying to place a mask over Lily's face.

Lily wasn't having any of it and was fighting the nurses; she didn't want that on her face.

"Lily, Baby—it's ok. Just let them put the mask on so that you can breathe. Please. It'll all be ok. You need to breathe." Trunks said as calmly as he could, gently holding her hand while using his finger to rub her hand gently. On the inside, however, he was panicking; he was worried about her.

The only time any of his older kids were ever in a hospital was for slight pneumonia or appendicitis cases.

Including himself, Knickers, Kishu, and Teddy have all had appendicitis.

After a few seconds, the nurse got the mask on Lily, and her breathing started calming down.

"You must be their father—Trunks Briefs, correct?" The second nurse asked, eyeing him up; she was only two or three years younger than him. She thought he was hot and wanted a piece of him. The only problem was that he had two kids.

But he didn't know them—so he might put them up for adoption.

"Yes, that's correct." Trunks answered, looking between Lily and Elm.

'Oh, shoot—he's planning on keeping them. Oh, well; I'm sure these two will be well behaved with their history. I can adjust to this.' The nurse thought to herself with a smile.

"So, Mr. Briefs—are Elm and Lily your only children?" The first nurse asked, noticing the second nurse's face.

Nurse One knew Nurse Two well enough to know she was somewhat of a slut—and that she hated kids.

"No, I have three other kids; they're out in the hall with my parents, waiting to meet their brother and sister." Trunks replied with a smile.

"You have five kids?! How can someone as hot as you have five kids?!" Nurse Two screeched, shocked.

With her outburst, Nurse Two scared Lily so much that she pulled away from Trunks, twisting and turning to the side that wasn't connected to IVs, knocking the mask off her face.

After just a few seconds, Lily was once again wheezing horribly.

"Jade—I think you need to go see another patient for the night." Nurse One sternly suggested, looking at the second nurse, Jade.

"Fine." Jade huffed as she walked away.

When she shut the door behind her, she looked over Trunks's family and glared at the kids before walking away.

"What the hell was that all about?" Vegeta asked, pissed off as Teddy hid behind his legs. Jade didn't reply; she just kept walking on and turned a corner.

"What was that all about?" Trunks asked, both annoyed and confused, looking at Nurse One.

"Lily; you have to wear your mask so that you can breathe. Jade's a great worker—as long as she doesn't have to work with kids. Unfortunately, we're a little short on nurses tonight—well, this last week. Several are either sick or on vacation, so we're stretched pretty thin right now. On a normal day, we have anywhere between twelve and sixteen nurses per floor—depending on what type of patients are on a floor. This floor is elderly and children; so, we usually have sixteen nurses: eight per ward. However, right now, each floor has six to eight nurses; this floor got lucky enough to have eight—four per ward. Unfortunately, Jade, who usually works on the third floor with ICU patients, got changed to elderly and children; today is children for her. I'm always with children; that's the only area I'm qualified for. But as I said before, Jade's normally a good, hard nurse; she's even good with children—even if she's not a fan of them. But that's at work. Outside of work, Jade is very boy crazy and tends to—date around—a lot. She loves intimate relationships. One and done. That's her motto. Oh, my name is Nina, by the way; I'll be one of Elm and Lily's regular nurses." The first nurse, Nina, explained as she got the mask back on Lily.

Nina was a few years older than Trunks—and married; she wore her wedding ring with pride.

"Ok. Because she's so little, has severe pneumonia, and isn't the concept to breathe in and out on her own, Lily is wearing a mask that pushes air into her lungs for her. Children, like Elm, get the concept of a mask where they have to breathe in and out on their own a few times—depending on the severity of their case. But as you know, Lily's case is more severe than Elm's. Also, Elm's at the point where his fever is gone, is talking just fine without wheezing, and hasn't used his mask for two days now. In my personal opinion, he'll probably be able to go home in the next day or two. Lily on the other hand—isn't any better than she was when they arrived a week ago. Although, it doesn't help that she wasn't responding to any of the medications we put her on. There was a medication that helped—but after an hour or so, she developed a horrible rash over ninety percent of her body; it was everywhere except her head. But she also started going into anaphylactic shock. We took her off of that immediately and gave her epinephrine. But as of yesterday, I think they found something that started to have an affect. Sorry, I had the last two days off; I got my information through Dr. Hashita and other nurses. So, it's all jumbled. But she's on something that should help her and make it so she can go home soon." Nurse Nina calmly explained.

"Ok." Trunks said as calmly as he could, looking at Lily.

"So Elm, how are you feeling today?" Nurse Nina asked, looking at Elm.

"Cough. Cough. I think I'm getting sick again… Cough. Cough." Elm said, faking a cough.

"Oh, really now? You feel and look just fine. Your sister will be fine, feeling better, and able to go home in no time." Nurse Nina said with a reassuring smile.

"Where is home? We no longer have a home." Elm replied, looking Nurse Nina in the eyes.

"I haven't gotten that far yet." Trunks sighed.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Anyway, I think your IVs can be removed tonight. But I'll have to confirm that with Dr. Hashita. I'll try to be back in fifteen to twenty minutes—depending. If I'm not back within half an hour, press the call button to have someone remove her mask. Just tell them she's had this on for half an hour and to check on her breathing. If she's breathing normal, it can stay off; if she's still wheezing, the mask has to stay on." Nurse Nina apologized and then explained.

"Ok. Have a nice night. Could you tell my oldest son, Knickers, that he can come in, in about five minutes?" Trunks asked as Nurse Nina left.

"Can do." Nurse Nina said with a smile.

"Ok—so you two will be coming home with me when you get released. Right now, I still live with my parents; they've been helping with your brothers and sister up until now. However, I recently purchased a house in the country. It has enough rooms—but now, I'll have to rearrange everything. But you'll both be coming to live with me and your siblings. You'll both have your own room or rooms if you don't want to share; I'll leave that up to you two. Eventually, you'll have your own beds, dressers, desks with chairs, and toys and such." Trunks seriously explained, getting Elm's and Lily's attention.

"We get a room and a bed?" Elm asked in shock.

"Yes. Haven't you had a bed before?" Trunks asked, looking at Elm.

"Not until we got here…" Elm answered, mumbling as Lily stared at Trunks.

"Where were you sleeping before?" Trunks asked, looking between the two.

"On the cement floor in an old, smelly closet." Elm replied, causing Trunks's heart to just break.

No—his heart didn't just break; it completely shattered. And then he could feel his anger start to rise; he was beyond pissed.

"From now on, you'll both have a room, a bed, a dresser, and many, many other things. But for now, I'm going to get some air. When I come back, your oldest brother, Knickers will be with me. Is that going to be ok?" Trunks asked, looking at Elm and Lily.

"Yeah." Elm said quietly as Lily just laid there.

"I'll be back in just a little bit." Trunks said, standing up before leaving the room.

"Hmmm?" Vegeta and Bulma asked when the door to the twin's room opened, and Trunks walked out.

"Can I go in and meet them now?" Knickers asked, immediately standing up.

"Not right now. When I get back. Just stay here with Grandma, Grandpa and your siblings." Trunks dully said before he walked away.

"What's wrong with Daddy?" Teddy asked, upset, looking up at Bulma and Vegeta.

"I don't know." Bulma said, looking in the direction Trunks went.

"I'll go…" Vegeta sighed.

"No, I'll go; he needs his mother right now. You stay with the kids." Bulma sternly warned, getting up.

"Trunks!" Bulma called when she saw him enter an elevator.

She just barely made it, after running—more like sprinting to him.

"Trunks—what's going on?" Bulma asked, out of breath.

"Trunks…" Bulma started after a few minutes once she could breathe properly again. However, she stopped and stared at her son in shock; he leaned against a corner, with his arm over his eyes, crying.

"Trunks, what's wrong? What happened? Are they really that sick? Are they dying or something? Look at me." Bulma asked, concerned, and then calmly demanded, pulling his arm away.

"How could someone do that to a child?" Trunks asked, his voice shaking as the elevator stopped on the first floor.

"Ok—come on. Let's find a place to sit and talk." Bulma sternly said as they got off the elevator; they found a quiet spot in an atrium with a few tables with benches to sit on. There were a few cherry blossom trees and several flowers to help relax anyone in there.

"Ok… What's going on?" Bulma asked again, demanding an answer once they were seated and situated.

"The twins are—ok, I guess you could say. Elm is about to be released either tomorrow or the next day. Lily on the other hand is very sick with severe pneumonia; she won't be released for another few days to a week or so. They just found a medication that she's finally reacting to—that she's not severely allergic to. Elm seems to trust me; I'm not sure about Lily. She really doesn't talk to anyone except Elm; she talks to him telepathically. I told them they'd be coming home with me when they were released and that I'd have to rearrange the house a little—which is no problem. I told them they could share or have their own rooms—depending on what they wanted. I told them they'd be getting a new bed, dresser, desk with chair, and toys and such. Elm asked, in shock if they were really getting a room and a bed. I told them yes, they were. He said they didn't have either of those. So, just wondering, I asked where they had been sleeping…" Trunks said, trailing off, tears falling again.

"What did he say?" 'I can only imagine, with what their mother did to them. An old broken couch? A futon? A cot?' Bulma asked, and then thought to herself, looking at her son.

It took a few minutes of Trunks sitting there crying, face in his hands before he took a deep breath and looked up.

"He told me they had been sleeping on a cement floor in an old moldy closet. Well, he said smelly closet. But I can only assume that's mold." Trunks explained, looking up at his mother, who looked back at him in shock, tears threatening to fall from her blue eyes.

"Well—at least you found them and they're both still alive and getting the help they need to stay alive. They have you now. They have you. They now have me and your father. They have three older siblings, who will help protect and keep them safe. They have a new lease on life. And she is gone—dead—out of their lives. Were they in a shitty situation? Yes. Is it three years too late? Yes and no. Yes because they were hurt so badly. No because they're still alive and safe. The next however long they live with you, they have you; they will have a good life from here on in. I'm sure, as they get older, they'll go through the phases all kids go through with "hating" their parents. But they will always have and love you. Both you and Bulma have said you "hated" your father and me. However, I always told you and your sister, you're not allowed to hate us; you can strongly dislike us, but you can't hate us. And you and your sister always got over your hissy fits and apologized and told us just how much you loved us. You always came to us when you needed help. Listen to and look at me." Bulma started calmly explaining, making Trunks look at her before continuing.

When Mai first became pregnant with Knickers—and then again with Kishu, you came to us first. When you got Teddy's mom pregnant with her, you came to us. When Mai and Teddy's mother died, you came to us.

"You didn't go to any of your friends first with any of them; you came to us. Sure, it took you a few weeks each time; you still came to us. And we always helped you—no matter how upset we were with you. Mainly with Knickers because you were only fifteen/sixteen. But we got over it and absolutely love him—all of them. We will love Elm and Lily just as much as the others. I'm really disappointed in you. Not because you knocked Luna up—but because you didn't come to us when you found out about the twins. In a way, I get it, but we would've done anything to help you. And now—after learning everything, I really wished you had come to us and asked for help. But it's better late than never, I guess. At least they're alive. What I'm saying is, that for the most part, you've always come to us. And one day, all five of those kids will go to you with something; they will continue to go to you." Bulma continued talking.

"Look at Knickers. We all knew something was wrong with him these past few weeks, but we left him alone."

One: he's not our kid; he's yours Two: he came to and opened up to you Three: you helped him with his problem—and you accepted him for who he is

"All the others, including Elm and Lily will go to you as well. They all love and will always love you. Just think of it all that way. And if that bitch were still alive and still hurting them—or trying to get them back for whatever reason, I'd kill her. And that's not a threat; it's a promise." Bulma calmly stated before dangerously promising, making Trunks feel better; she always made him feel better.

"Thanks mom." Trunks said with a smile.

"You're welcome. Now, let's get back up there; I want to meet my grandbabies at some point tonight." Bulma said with a smile.

"Right." Trunks said as they got up.

Five Minutes Later:

"All good now?" Vegeta asked as Trunks and Bulma walked back over.

"Much, thank you. Sorry about all that; Mom will explain it to you when the children aren't around. Come on, Knickers; are you ready?" Trunks answered and then calmly asked.

"Yeah." knickers calmly but happily replied, standing up.

"That nurse from before came back. She said she removed some mask from Lily. And Elm will be released tomorrow; that's when his IVs will be removed." Vegeta mentioned, stopping Trunks.

"Ok; thanks for letting me know." Trunks thanked before he and Knickers went inside.

"Hmm? Oh, you actually came back." Elm said, shocked when they saw Trunks and Knickers.

"I told you I would be." Trunks replied, looking at Elm.

"I know… Maybe… He did come back after all." Elm said, looking at Lily.

"Who is he talking to?" Knickers asked, looking at Trunks.

"Lily; she talks to him telepathically. Now, go on." Trunks answered as they walked over.

"Do you think she'll talk to us one day?" Knickers asked as they walked over to the beds.

"Maybe. We'll just have to see how everything goes and go with the flow. Elm, Lily, this is your oldest brother, Knickers; Knickers, these are your youngest brother and sister, Elm and Lily." Trunks answered before calmly introducing everyone.

"Which one of them is older?" Knickers asked, looking at Trunks.

"I'm not sure on that; I wasn't told." Trunks said, not knowing the answer.

"I'm older by two hours." Elm answered.

"Two hours?" Trunks asked in shock.

"Yep. Something about neither mom, nor the doctors knew about Lily; they only ever saw me. I heard the doctor telling mom that one day when we had to go in. She was very mad; she asked how they could miss that. They said that I was probably blocking her or something. We were born a month early—or two days from a month early; Mom was in some kind of accident. I was born June 5th, 2017 at 3:45 PM and Lily was born June 5th, 2017 at 5:45 PM." Elm explained, shocking Knickers.

"Yes, I know; he's very smart for his age. Wait, June 5th?" Trunks asked, looking at Elm.

"Yep." Elm answered.

"That's next Friday." Trunks said, realizing what date it was and such.

"I guess so." Elm said as Lily looked at Trunks and Knickers.

"We won't be able to do anything for them, will we?" Knickers asked, looking at Trunks.

"Not Friday, no…" Trunks started, sighing, but was interrupted.

"It's ok; it's just another day—nothing special." Elm said while Lily slowly nodded her head.

"Ok… Listen to me, you two. Your birthday is not just another day; it's a very special day. It was the day you were born—a day that you came into the world. It's a day you should've come into my life, your older siblings' lives and your grandparents and other family members' lives. To us, your births and birthdays are very important. So, once you're out of here and feeling one hundred percent better, we'll do something for your birthday." Trunks sincerely explained, causing Lily to start crying; she didn't know how to process any of this. Neither did Elm; he sat there too stunned to move.

"Ok—hold on a second." Trunks said, standing up.

"Where are you going?" Knickers asked, looking at Trunks.

"I'm going to find a nurse or something." Trunks replied, leaving the room.

"When's your birthday?" Elm asked, looking at Knickers.

"My birthday is July 21st, 2008. Kishu's birthday is April 12th, 2011, and Teddy's birthday is February 8th, 2014." Knickers answered.

"I don't know." Elm said, looking at Lily, shrugging his shoulders.

"What'd she ask?" Knickers curiously asked.

"Who are Kishu and Teddy?" Elm asked, looking at Knickers.

"Oh. Kishu and Teddy are our brother and sister." Knickers responded right away.

"And they're older?" Elm asked, looking at Knickers.

"Older than you two, but they're younger than me; I'm the oldest." Knickers said with a smile.

"How old are you?" Elm asked, looking at Knickers.

"Eleven, but I'll be twelve in a month and three weeks. Kishu is nine and Teddy is six." Knickers explained with a smile.

In The Hallway:

"Trunks, what's going on?" Bulma asked when Trunks came back from wherever it is, he went.

"I just had a question for the nurse." Trunks responded.

"Is everything ok?" Bulma asked, concerned.

"Yes, everything's fine. Right now the twins are in separate beds and Elm is being released tomorrow; I just wanted to see if I could push their beds together to give them some kind of comfort—especially with all the changes going on in their lives right now. They went from being neglected and abused with nobody. Now they have a parent who cares and won't hurt them. They also have three older siblings, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, great grandparents, and family friends. Anyway, I asked and that's when Dr. Hashita walked by; he had a different patient he was attending to and he just wanted to make sure the twins were ok. He asked if they're comfortable with me; I told him they seemed ok—a little nervous, but they're not screaming or crying for me to leave or anything. Knickers is in there with them now; they seem comfortable with him. Dr. Hashita also told me that, since Elm is being released tomorrow, they're going to downgrade Lily to a single room. So there's another change. That's going to be interesting." Trunks sighed, running his hand through his hair.

"Why is that going to be interesting?" Teddy innocently asked, curious.

"Well—Lily is different than you and your brothers; so is Elm. Elm has OCD and ADHD, and Lily has ADD, mild autism, asthma, anxiety; they both have PTSD." Trunks started explaining.

"I thought only soldiers got PTSD and anxiety." Kishu responded, confused, looking at Trunks.

"What is OCD, ADHD, ADD, and mild autism?" Teddy asked, confused.

"You're not going to ask what asthma is?" Kishu asked, looking at his sister.

"No; I know what asthma is. It can be bad and not so bad. People use something called inhalers to help them breathe. There's a girl in my class that has asthma. She's nice, but we're not friends." Teddy answered right away.

"Very good, Teddy. Anyone who has had some kind of trauma or severe tragedy in their lives can have PTSD. With anxiety, anyone can have that period—and there are a few different types of anxiety. No, at this moment, I do not know what type of anxiety Lily has. OCD is obsessive compulsive disorder. Tt means Elm has to have certain things in certain ways. ADHD is attention deficit hyperactivity disorder. That means he's just really hyper and can't control it without medications like other kids can. ADD is attention deficit disorder. What that means, is that Lily has a harder time concentrating and holding still without medications. And mild autism is a disorder that makes it hard for people to communicate with other people and makes change really hard for them. Yes, there's medication for that as well. The only problem with medications for Lily: it's hard to find ones that mix well with ADD and autism. A child with autism, who is given medications for ADD can make them angry or extremely emotional. I knew a kid who was misdiagnosed. And then, a child with ADD, who is given medications for autism can become irritable as well. Now, that's enough of that. Are you two ready to meet your brother and sister?" Trunks asked, looking at Kishu and Teddy.

"Yeah!" Kishu and Teddy enthusiastically exclaimed.

"Come on then. But remember, don't be too loud; you don't want to scare them." Trunks reminded them as he opened the door.

"Yes, Daddy." Teddy said as she went in, followed by Kishu, who had just nodded his head.

"How are we doing in here?" Trunks asked as they walked in.

"Good." Knickers and Elm said with smiles; Lily was trying to stay awake, but Trunks didn't think she would last much longer.

"Good. Elm, Lily, this is your older brother, Kishu and your older sister, Teddy; Kishu, Teddy, these are your new brother and sister, Elm and Lily." Trunks said, introducing everyone.

"Daddy, they have kitty ears!" Teddy excitedly exclaimed, looking at Elm's and Lily's cat ears.

"They have tails as well." Kishu stated, watching the twins.

"Yes—their mother was a Nekodian; they are a race of cat people. So, Elm and Lily are half-Nekodian and half-Saiyan." Trunks explained.

"I want kitty ears." Teddy piped up right away, looking at Trunks.

"Well—unfortunately, it doesn't work like that. Be happy with who you are because there's only one of you. And you, like your brothers and sister are special just the way you all are." Trunks explained to Teddy as best as he could.

"Ok…" Teddy mumbled.

"Now, you three; go wait by the door." Trunks instructed.

"Why?" Kishu asked, confused, looking at Trunks.

"Just do as I say, please." Trunks replied.

"Ok…" Kishu mumbled as the three of them went to wait by the door.

Once they were out of the way, Trunks walked over to Lily's bed first.

"Ok… Lily, can you go to the middle of the bed and hold on tightly?" Trunks kindly asked.

Lily looked at Trunks for a few minutes before she slowly scooted away from the edge of the bed and held onto the bed's sheets.

"Good girl." Trunks said with a smile.

After a few seconds, Trunks walked to the other side of Lily's bed and slowly pushed her over a little.

Once he got her where he wanted her, Trunks pulled down one of the arm bars before going over to Elm.

"What are you doing?" Elm asked as Trunks walked over to his bed.

"Scoot to the middle and hold on; Dr. Hashita said I could push your and Lily's beds together. Now, you hold on extra tight; I have to push your arm bar down now. Ok?" Trunks explained, looking at Elm.

"Ok." Elm responded, scooting to the center of his bed, and held on.

"Good boy." Trunks said, pushing Elm over to Lily.

As soon as the beds were connected, Elm and Lily held hands and cuddled next to each other.

"Are you ready to meet Grandma and Grandpa?" Trunks asked, looking at Elm and Lily; they were both starting to doze off.

"Ok." Elm mumbled, answering for both him and Lily.

"Kishu and Teddy, you can come back over. Knickers, can you get your grandparents?" Trunks called his kids over.

"Yes." Knickers answered, walking out of the room.

"Is everything ok?" Bulma asked when she saw Knickers.

"Yeah, everything's fine. Dad said to come get you; you can come meet Elm and Lily now." Knickers answered Bulma.

"Yay! Come on, Vegeta!" Bulma cheerfully exclaimed, grabbing Vegeta by the arm and dragged him into the room, following Knickers.

"Awww! They're so adorable!" Bulma exclaimed as quietly as she could, looking at the twins.

"Meet your grandson and granddaughter, Elm and Lily. Elm, Lily, these are your grandma and grandpa. Don't worry; just like me, your brothers, and sister, they won't hurt you." Trunks introduced everyone and then explained.

"Grandpa just looks scary; he's really a big teddy bear." Bulma said with a smile, which made the kids relax.

"They can both be really scary from time to time, but they would never hurt us; they love us too much." Kishu said, looking away from Bulma and Vegeta—especially Bulma; she was just glaring at him.

"Anyway, we're not trying to scare the kids." Trunks said, looking between Kishu and his parents.

"Right. You know, you are one of the most adorable little girls I've seen in a long time. I would say Teddy is another one, but she hates being called adorable. And you, you're one of the most handsome little boys I've ever seen. Yep, you and your brothers. Oh, and of course, your father and grandfather. But they're now my handsome men. And one day, you three will be handsome young men." Bulma happily babbled, standing in front of the bed.

"They have the shape of your face." Vegeta said, looking at Bulma.

"Yeah, I noticed that as well." Trunks calmly, quietly spoke as Elm and Lily fell asleep.

"Awww!" Bulma happily cooed, snapping a few pictures.

"Mom…" Trunks sighed.

"What? I don't have any pictures of them. I gotta get some." Bulma shot back.

"Do they have anything from their mother except the ears and tail? They both have your mother's facial features and your eyes. Her hair is just a little darker than yours and his hair is just a little darker than your mother's. It looks like they have regular human or Saiyan ears as well." Vegeta noted, looking at Trunks.

"Well, Elm's hair is just a little lighter than their mother's; she had dark blue hair, green eyes and multicolored ears and tail. I would say they have their mother's eye shape and I believe their mother had a single strand of hair that stood up on top of her head. Also, their mother's cheeks always looked naturally flushed. Now, I'm not a hundred percent sure on this, because she's still got a fever and is very sick with severe pneumonia, but Lily has that same looking flush on her cheeks. You three are going to have to help me watch over and protect these two—especially Lily. Do you understand?" Trunks asked, looking at his three oldest; he had a feeling Lily was going to need a lot of help. He didn't mind, though; he was happy to do whatever he needed for her—for all of his kids.

"Right!" Knickers, Kishu, and Teddy, exclaimed, determined.

"So, what's the plan?" Bulma asked, looking at Trunks.

"Well, I'll stay here with the twins. And then, if you wouldn't mind, you could take the kids home and watch over them?" Trunks asked, looking at his parents.

"We're staying here too." Knickers, Kishu, and Teddy, said at the same time.

"No, you're not. The doctor said that only I could stay if I wanted; you three go with Grandma and Grandpa. And then, if they're not too busy, they can bring you back up in a few days." Trunks seriously explained.

"Fine…" The kids mumbled.

"Well, that's not happening; we already got a hotel until further notice. We're not going home just to have to come back tomorrow to get Elm. We'll just stay in the area. That way we can help you when it's time for them both to come home." Bulma sternly stated, putting her foot down.

"Ok." Trunks said, looking at his parents.

"And you know what the best part is?" Bulma asked, looking at the kids.

"What?" Kishu and Teddy excitedly asked; Knickers would rather stay with his dad and the twins.

"Knickers, it'll be fine; you'll see them again. And they're both coming home eventually." Trunks said, noticing Knickers's sullen face.

"There's a pool." Bulma said, getting everyone's attention.

"But we don't have any clothes or anything." Teddy softly said, making a point.

"That's why we're going shopping. Come on. We'll see you and the twins tomorrow." Bulma happily responded, dragging her husband and Knickers out of the room while Kishu and Teddy followed along.

"Well—this has definitely been a long day…" Trunks sighed, watching Elm and Lily sleep; they were definitely close.

Had he not wanted them for whatever reason, separating them would be damn near impossible.

"But it's all worth it." Trunks said with a smile as he got up to use the bathroom.

The Next Day:

Trunks woke up at around eight in the morning in a hospital room, momentarily forgetting where he was.

"Oh, that's right." Trunks said, looking at the twins; Elm was up, staring back at Trunks while Lily was still asleep.

"Good morning." Trunks spoke first, looking at Elm.

"Morning…" Elm said, a bit apprehensive.

"Do you remember me?" Trunks asked.

"Yes; you're our dad." Elm replied, looking at Trunks.

"How long have you been up?" Trunks asked; he guessed a while.

"About an hour." Elm said, looking at the clock; he was still apprehensive.

"What's wrong?" Trunks asked, concerned.

"The nurse will be in soon to remove my IVs; they're discharging me today. Lily's going to be moved to a smaller room; she's going to be all alone." Elm said, freaking out.

"Elm calm down; it's gonna be ok. She's not going to be alone; I'm gonna be here with her at all times. Well, unless I need to use the bathroom—or if I have to go somewhere for whatever reason. But if I have to go somewhere, Grandma and Grandpa will be here with your brothers and sister. They're clearly not going anywhere until we all go home together. And you can stay until it's time for only me to be here at night. She won't ever be alone." Trunks explained.

"Ok." Elm said, settling down; he trusted Trunks.

"Oh, good morning." A new nurse said with a smile; she was older—late forties—or early fifties.

"Good morning." Trunks said, sitting up straight.

"Did you sleep well?" The nurse asked, walking over to Elm.

"As well as one possibly could in a chair." Trunks responded, cracking his neck.

"Ah, yes; I suppose so." The nurse said with a smile before turning to Elm.

"Are you ready to have these removed?" The nurse kindly asked; Elm looked upset until he looked over at Trunks and saw a look of support and love.

"I guess so." Elm said as calmly as he could.

"Don't worry; your sister will continue to be well taken care of. Now, just hold still." The nurse kindly said before slowly and carefully removing the tape from Elm's left arm.

The IVs were next:

One in his elbow pit One in his upper arm

Lily had three in her right arm:

One in her elbow pit One in her upper arm One in her hand

"I need you to sign this, saying you, as his parent/legal guardian are signing him out—and understand everything that has happened. Someone explained to you, what's going on and all the treatments they received?" The nurse asked, looking at Trunks after she threw away the needles.

"Yes, I understand. And yes, I was filled in." Trunks replied, signing the paperwork—after reading through it all, before handing it back to the nurse.

"Thank you. Oh, before I go—so that's it's not a surprise or shock to you; movers will be coming shortly to switch Lily to a different room. I'm not sure if they have any clothes with them, but if they do, they'd be in that closet over there. Oh, and they're allowed to keep the pajamas they have on. Have a wonderful, blessed day." The nurse said with a smile before she left.

"Same to you." Trunks replied.

"So—do you and your sister have clothes?" Trunks asked, looking at Elm, half expecting the answer to be no.

"Umm… I think they're in the closet." Elm answered, unsure.

When Trunks went over to check to see if they had any clothes, he opened the closet to see an outfit for each twin. However, they were severely tattered and two sizes too small—or at least Elm's were; Lily's were just tattered.

"Hold on." Trunks said, pulling out his phone and called his mom.

"Hello? Trunks? Is everything ok? Are the twins ok?" Bulma panicked; it wasn't quite nine yet.

"Everything's fine mom. The twins are fine; Elm was just discharged. Now we're just waiting for movers to come and move Lily to her new room. That's going to be interesting; she's still asleep. Part of me hopes she wakes up so that she doesn't freak out when she does wake up and is in a new room. And part of me wants her to stay asleep because she's so relaxed right now. I don't suppose the kids are awake over there, are they?" Trunks explained and then asked, running his hand through his hair.

"Well, that's good. At least one of them is being released now; it's a little less to worry about. Yeah, I understand but I'm sure she'll be fine. Knickers and Teddy are awake; Kishu's still asleep. Your father is awake as well. Why do you ask?" Bulma curiously asked.

"The nurse who discharged and removed Elm's IVs was really nice. She wasn't sure if they had any clothes with them; if they did, they would be in the closet. Well—they both had an outfit in there…" Trunks started explaining.

"But?" Bulma asked, sensing there was a "but" coming.

"His are both really tattered and at least two sizes too small. Hers, I'm not really sure about. They might fit her; she is pretty tiny. But anyway, their clothes are ripped, torn, and are pretty well covered in holes. I was wondering if you wouldn't mind stopping at a store somewhere and picking them up each an outfit or something. I can pay you back. Or you can stop here first, I can give you the money." Trunks calmly explained, asking his mother for help, pacing around the room.

There was nothing but silence except for Vegeta mumbling and Teddy whining that she was hungry in the background.

"Mom? Are you there? Are you ok? If you can't, I'll understand." Trunks spoke up, thinking his mom was mad or something.

"Wait! You really want me to buy them clothes?" Bulma asked as calmly as she could; however, we all knew that she was jumping for joy on the inside.

"Oh, no—" Trunks heard Vegeta say in the background.

"No—just an outfit or two. Well, maybe a few for Elm; he'll need something for the next few—however long Lily's here for." Trunks replied.

"I'm so glad you asked! I'd absolutely love to buy them new clothes! Knickers, Teddy, go get Kishu up; we're going shopping. Love you very much, Trunks! See you after a while. Bye!" Bulma excitedly exclaimed as she hung up—before Trunks could say anything.

"What did I just do?" Trunks asked, staring at his phone in shock.

"What did you do?" Elm asked, confused.

"I asked your grandma to buy you and Lily an outfit or two. But then I changed it to a few for you, to last you until Lily got out of the hospital. Your grandma likes to shop—especially for you and your siblings." Trunks explained, sighing.

"Why?" Elm asked, confused.

"Why what?" Trunks asked, just as confused.

"Why does she like buying us stuff—for me and Lily; she doesn't know us." Elm replied, confused, looking at Trunks.

"Because she's your grandmother—and that's something grandmothers do. And true, we don't know you—yet. But as long as you two relax a little and open up to us, we'll know you both and you'll both know us. And she is your grandma. It doesn't matter how much or how little she knows you; she loves you no matter what. Just as I love you both very much. And we're not the only ones: your grandpa, brothers, and sister all love you very much. And trust me when I say this, your great grandma is a lot crazier than your grandma. I'm sure most of the family will love you. And even though we don't see them very often, you have Aunt Bulla and her husband, Uncle Goten. Aunt Bulla is my younger sister and Goten is actually one of my best friends; him and his older brother, Gohan. We're also friends with his family. But anyway… Bulla and Goten have twins, who are your age—a little older. Hmmm… That must've been the year of twins or something for our family. To me and the rest of our family, family is what is most important. And you two are most definitely part of our family; you are very protective of her and she loves you more than anyone. True, you two didn't have me or anyone else on my side of the family, but you two did have each other. You didn't abandon each other—when I'm sure that was an option plenty of times." Trunks explained, looking directly at Elm.

"Yes—it was. Mom gave me plenty of options to come to her side where I would be treated very well; I could have whatever I wanted. All I had to do was leave Lily behind. But I couldn't do that. Not to her. I could never do that—no matter how many times Lily said it would be ok. Even if only one of us got to be treated kindly, it should be me, not her. She always said that I was the one who was meant to be—the one everyone knew about; she was just a worthless mistake. I was smart and would amount to a lot of things, and she wasn't. Of course, she didn't use those words; she used different words that she understood. And she knew certain words and phrases because we heard mom talking to her friends and such, saying all that. Lily begged and begged me to go and be treated nicely; so, I did. But it only lasted a day and a half. Was it nice to be treated fairly, eat, and have a warm place to sleep? Yes, it was. But I didn't want that unless Lily was a part of it too; I went back to her and to be treated like nothing. I'd rather be treated like nothing than to lose who was most important to me." Elm explained, becoming very emotional; he just broke down and started crying, which was rare for him.

"*Sigh…* Elm, come here. It's gonna be ok; you and Lily are both safe now. You're BOTH going to have a good life, with a family who care and love you for who you are." Trunks soothingly explained, picking Elm up and just held and rocked him back and forth, rubbing his back in a comforting way.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Yeah?" Trunks called from his chair while he held Elm.

"Is now a bad time? We're here to start moving Lily Briefs to her new room." A man asked, peeking his head in through the door.

"No, now is fine." Trunks replied, standing up.

After he said that, three men and a nurse came in; this nurse was in her mid-thirties, and the men were in their late twenties/early thirties.

"Mmmm…" Lily moaned when the nurse carefully unplugged her IVs from everything; she then securely tucked the cords under her pillow.

"Ok, she's ready to be moved." The nurse noted.

"Where are we moving her to?" One of the men asked, looking at the nurse.

"Room C8. Is there anything in the room that you need? Are there any personal items that you want to keep?" The nurse replied and then asked, looking around the room.

"I don't believe so. Elm?" Trunks asked, looking at Elm.

"What about our clothes?" Elm asked, looking at the closet.

"Those can be tossed; yours are too small and completely destroyed and hers are just plain destroyed. Grandma's going to buy you some new clothes." Trunks answered.

"Then no, there's nothing." Elm replied.

"Then, I guess we're good." Trunks said, grabbing his phone, wallet, and a bag from the gift shop next to the waiting area. After making sure everything was in there, Trunks shifted Elm a little.

With three kids before the twins, Trunks has had a lot of practice doing things while holding a child.

"If that's everything, you may leave." The nurse calmly said.

"Wait, where's Lily?" Elm asked, frantically looking around.

"She's being taken to her new room. Don't worry; we're going right now. Room C8, correct?" Trunks asked, looking at the nurse.

"Yes, that's correct." The nurse said with a kind smile before Trunks left the room with Elm.

The first thing Trunks was going to do was ask someone how to get to room C8, but he didn't have to. He saw the men turn a corner; he quickly followed them.

A few minutes later, they stood in front of Lily's new single room.

Room C8:

Lily M. Briefs:

Age 2

Severe Pneumonia

"Say goodbye to room E10 and hello to room C8." Trunks said as he and Elm entered Lily's room.

"She's still asleep?" Trunks asked, kind of shocked.

"Yes, Sir." A nurse kindly replied.

"We can both sleep through just about anything; she tends to sleep more than me though." Elm said as they walked in.

"Ahh." Trunks said as he set Elm down.

Ten Minutes Later:

The nurse got Lily all hooked up and situated; Trunks figured he'd call his parents and kids and let them know what was going on.

"Trunks?" Bulma asked on her end.

"Yeah, it's me." Trunks answered.

"What's going on? Is everything ok?" Bulma calmly asked, concerned.

"Yeah, everything's fine. I just figured I'd call and let you know that Lily is no longer in Room E10; she's been moved to C8." Trunks explained calmly.

"C8… How is she doing?" Bulma muttered before asking.

"Right now, she's still sleeping. She slept through a nurse removing the IVs, being moved to a new room, and even when the other nurse hooked her back up to all her medications and such. Elm said that's normal; they both sleep through just about anything. I'm going to guess that has to do with their Nekodian genes." Trunks replied, answering his mom's question.

"Well, that's good. At least she's doing well, right? Yeah—I think it's a cat thing. How is he doing?" Bulma asked seriously.

"He's doing ok; we had a serious talk about family." Trunks said calmly, but a sigh escaped his mouth.

"And how did that go?" Bulma replied and then curiously asked.

"Really well, actually. I think he's starting to get it. I know it will take a while—with both of them. I'm prepared to give them all the time they need; I'll be patient. How's it going with you? What are you doing?" Trunks asked after explaining.

"Oh, Trunks… You have no clue as to how proud of you I am. I mean, yes, you were stupid—pretty much every time. But you always step up and take care of what needs to be taken care of. And none of those kids are accidents or mistakes—just little miracles. All of them. We're all doing just fine, by the way; we found a shopping center. It's enormous and has all sorts of things:"

Food

Clothes

Cat stuff

Dog stuff

Camping stuff

Toys

You name it; they got it

Bulma happily explained, listing things off.

Trunks could hear Teddy and Kishu in the background, asking for things.

"How are the kids; are they behaving? I hear Teddy and Kishu, but I don't hear Knickers. How's dad?" Trunks asked, watching Elm and Lily.

Elm was sitting in a chair, watching over Lily as she slept.

Although it looked like she would wake up soon; she flipped from her side to her back, and her legs were stretching up and down.

"The kids are being very well behaved, I promise. What you hear is, them looking for something for Elm and Lily. Knickers went ahead to look for something. Don't worry; I told him to stay where we could see him. Your father is with him as well; he's doing really well, actually. It's kind of scary; I'm not used to your father being so volunteeringly involved in shopping trips like this yet. But he's helping the kids out. Knickers said they had their own money; he said he has $30.00 out $50.00 on him. And then Kishu has about $26.00 at home while Teddy has $25.00 at home. So, I told them Grandpa and I would buy whatever they wanted to get for the twins; they'd just have to pay us back. But you know us; we won't make them give us their money. But it's very nice of them—and responsible. I'm used to it from Knickers, but neither Kishu, nor Teddy has asked for anything for themselves. Oh, I also told them that, yes, they could get the twins something, but they couldn't give them their gifts until you gave them something first. Don't worry; you can get them both something from the gift shop." Bulma explained, answering Trunks's questions.

"I already did; I just haven't given them yet. Hey, mom, I gotta go; Lily's waking up. Love you, bye." Trunks quickly said before hanging up.

"Ok. Love you too; see you later." Bulma said with a smile just before he hung up...