I want to get back into writing, so I will be writing a series of drabbles, without a theme(s) in mind. (Will discontinue A Series Of Very Fortunate Events and continue adding them here.) Also, quick reminder that I do not own any of the characters, nor do I have any rights to this show. I'm only doing this for entertainment purposes.
❝You're awfully quiet tonight.❞
Bulma was in deep thought that night. Usually she would try to initiate intimacy or tease him about something or try to coerce him into something stupid. There was never a quiet or dull moment when he was in bed with her. So when he noticed that she was just laying there, wide awake without saying a word, he was… concerned.
❝Hmm?❞ Bulma turned to face Vegeta, and she shrugged. ❝I guess I'm tired…❞
❝Bullshit-❞ He scoffed. ❝You're either sick, or you're thinking about doing something and you know my answer will be no. So he's my final answer—no!❞
Bulma didn't say a word, and she turned over to face the wall. Now, Vegeta was even more concerned. He didn't dare vocalize it, so instead he shut off the lights and turned to lay on his side, facing away from her.
❝I took a pregnancy test. I think it was positive.❞
Vegeta didn't say a word, but his eyes went wide and he felt a chill down his spine. Bulma could literally feel him tensing up beside him, so she spoke up. ❝You heard what I said, right? Is your answer to that also no?❞
Vegeta immediately turned the light on and he sat up. ❝Were you ever going to tell me? What exactly does it mean when you say you think it's positive?! You either know or you don't know!❞
Bulma too sat up and she gave her husband a warning look. If looks could kill, he would be laying in bed, lifeless. However, he wasn't intimidated by her. He was just concerned about what was revealed to him. ❝I took a test and there was a line… and there was another line. But it was very faint…❞ She hesitated. ❝I took another test and I got the same result. I'm not sure if it's accurate or not. Most tests aren't that accurate to begin with. Especially since said child isn't completely human.❞ She sighed. ❝You better not leave this planet, or else.❞ She said, rather pointedly, making the Saiyan bark in laughter. Tears shone bright in her eyes. ❝I'm serious!❞
Without so much a warning, Vegeta resumed his usual position with her. He urged her to lay in bed while he spooned her. ❝I'm not going anywhere—not unless it's completely necessary. I don't have any plans to go.❞ He explained. ❝Besides… if you are with child, I would rather stay here. Knowing you… you'd get yourself killed and I don't have time to pick up the pieces, so to speak.❞
❝Har-har,❞ Bulma huffed, but she knew this was how Vegeta cared for her. She had gotten used to it over the years. ❝So what are you thinking about?❞
❝About what?❞
❝The baby situation!❞
❝It's not a situation until we figure out if you are truly with child or not.❞ Vegeta hesitated when he saw the way Bulma's brows furrowed. So he did what was best to snap her out of whatever she was thinking. ❝If… that were the case. I have a name for him… or her.❞
Now this time, she lit up and she turned to face her husband in his embrace. ❝Oh, you do? Tell me. I need a hint!❞
❝Absolutely not—you'll just have to wait and see.❞ The truth of the matter was he didn't have a name just yet. He wanted to think of a good name that would be fitting for his child, be it male or female. ❝Now go to sleep— I'm sure you'll need plenty of rest if you're with child.❞
❝You're so bossy,❞ She harumphed. But before she knew it, her eye-lids grew heavier and she fell asleep in her husbands embrace. Vegeta watched her for a moment, and thought of all they had went through together over the years. If she was with child, well… at least he would do things more differently now.
The following morning, Bulma woke and slipped away from her husbands embrace while he slept. She had another pregnancy test set up on the sink. After waiting for the appropriate time, she picked it up carefully and examined it. A blazing smile on her lips when she clearly saw the two lines this time.