Calculator Goku and Bulma Have a Baby Fanfic
It was written in the stars...
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{A/N}- This fic starts about a yr after Majin Buu is defeated.]
Vegeta was busy working out on the lawn. The blasted gravity automobile was cleaved over again, and the adult female had not fixed it withal. Vegeta smiled slightly as he performed his ix-thousand, half dozen-hundred, and lxx-2d push-upwardly. Had Bulma heard that idea he would take been in problem. She hated it when he chosen her woman. Vegeta smirked. Adult female.
Beyond the backyard, purportedly under Vegeta�due south supervision, Trunks and Goten plotted.
�Do you really recall nosotros should Trunks?� Goten asked a bit fearfully.
�Aye, sure Goten! It�s a not bad plan! Why not?�
�Well, I was just thinking, we�ve already died once, so we won�t exist able to be wished back with the Dragonballs after your dad kills u.s. for doing this.�
�Aww, come on Goten, my dad won�t KILL us.�
�I�thou not so sure��
�Sheesh Goten, it�south but a footling joke!�
�Y'all want to dye his pilus BLUE Trunks!�
�Yeah, it�d exist funny, and that style, it�d friction match my mom�southward,� Trunks snickered.
A wary Goten looked upwards quickly as he saw a effigy striding across the lawn. She was beautiful, with long aqua hair, and blue eyes. She wore a short red dress that accentuated her figure. Almost every bit if she sensed that someone was watching her she stopped and looked over her shoulder.
Seeing the 2 boys sitting in the grass, Bra�s optics widened. *Oh my god! They have to be Goten and Trunks! They�re so cute!* Bra straightened her wearing apparel and walked slowly across the lawn to where the two boys were sitting.
Trunks looked up, startled. Who was this girl�she looked just like his mother!
Every bit Trunks saturday frozen with shock, Goten climbed to his feet and walked upward to the girl. She smiled down at him as he reached out to grab her hand.
�I love you,� he said simply, innocent eyes staring upwardly into hers.
Bra smiled and bent downwardly. �I know,� she said, giving him a modest kiss on the cheek. �I love you too.�
Goten smiled happily and turned to Trunks who was staring at him with an incredulous expression on his face.
�So, Trunks, are we however going to dye your Dad�s hair?�
�Yeah!� Trunks yelled, and giving the girl i last curious look, Trunks bounded after Goten into the business firm, and towards his father�due south shampoo bottle.
Bra gulped when she heard the plan. She hoped Goten lived long enough to meet her.
Straightening her skirt, she turned to face the man who was now staring at her, arms crossed, from across the lawn.
Nervously smoothing her dress, she walked up to Vegeta and gave him her best smile.
�Who the hell are you,� Vegeta asked gruffly. He didn�t trust her. She looked too much like Bulma, and he didn�t similar her talking to the brats.
Bra cleared her throat nervously. Her father never talked to her this manner! �My name�south Bra,� she said slowly, and then in a nervous rush, �andimyourdaughterfromtwentyfiveyearsinthefuture!�
Vegeta thought for a second until what she said had come clear. �You�re my daughter?�
�Yeah.�
Vegeta�s optics widened. Then he and the adult female would accept another child. Vegeta allowed himself a small-scale smirk. She wouldn�t catch him off baby-sit this time!
�And so what exercise you desire,� Vegeta asked gruffly, so, seeing the look of hurt in her optics, rapidly added, �Bra,� not quite sure why her hurting hurt him then much.
Bra smiled tremulously and looked Vegeta in the middle, �I came dorsum to requite you lot a warning, sort of.� Seeing Vegeta�s eyes widen, she quickly said, �No, information technology�south not evil androids or anything, it�southward more�personal.�
Vegeta was about to bark at her to bustle the hell up, but looking into her eyes, he felt himself unable to exercise then. Was this what having a daughter was going to do to him? Plow him into a worthless sniveling whiner?
Bra took a breath, �I came to tell you, so you lot could take a piffling time to go used to the idea,� Bra smirked her begetter�south smirk. �I came to tell yous that Goten and I are getting married.�
�WHAT?!� Vegeta roared.
Bra flinched, *He doesn�t fifty-fifty know me in this fourth dimension and he�southward Nevertheless overprotective.*
�At that place is no manner that whatsoever brat of mine will mate with the spawn of Kakk��
Bra sighed, �Yeah, yeah, spawn of Kakkarott, I know.�
Vegeta glared at her, �Y'all will non do this daughter!�
Bra smiled and leaned forward. �Daddy, information technology was meant to be. Goten and I are bonded. We�re soulmates. I but thought that you could use a piffling early on warning.�
Vegeta growled, �Why are you telling me this girl if in that location�s nothing I can practice almost it?�
�We want your permission to ally daddy. Goten loves you like a second father, and I could never do anything that you didn�t approve of,� Vegeta began to smile, seeing a way out, �Of course if yous didn�t corroborate, we�d both be miserable for the rest of our lives,� Bra connected.
Vegeta snarled, crossing his arms and staring at his anxiety.
�Daddy,� Bra said gently, �information technology was written in the stars.�
Stepping forrad, Bra gave her scowling father a hug, so, stepping back once again, she removed a small object that looked like a calculator from her purse. She punched in a few buttons then smiled at her begetter. �Meet you afterward Daddy,� she said, punching the last push button and vanishing as if she had never been there.
Vegeta scowled and looked towards the business firm where the stray duo of Trunks and Goten were running out the door giggling madly.
Vegeta�due south heart focused on Goten in particular, *I�ll kill him for mating with my piddling daughter,* he thought, then shook his head to clear information technology. He didn�t even HAVE a girl yet!
*Well, I�ll kill him later,* Vegeta promised, looking at the two happy picayune boys running effectually the backyard, and returned to the ground to end his 10,000 push-ups, which Bra had interrupted.
****3 Years Afterward****
�She�s beautiful Bulma,� Chi-Chi cooed, examining the infant in Bulma�southward arms.
Everyone was crowded effectually Bulma�s hospital bed. Chi-Chi, Goku, Gohan, Videl, Dr. & Mrs. Briefs, Yamcha, Krillin, 18, with little Marron in her arms. Even Chief Roshi stood nigh the terminate of the bed with Oolong, both looking a fleck uncomfortable in this tender family moment.
Vegeta stood with his arms crossed, leaning against the wall. When a doctor came to shoo everybody out, Vegeta gave him a glare and the md apace made an exception.
Vegeta was still leaning against the wall, comfortable only existing in silence with his wife and their new kid when two tousled heads popped in the doorway. Ane was covered with pale lavender hair, while the other stood up in unruly spikes of black.
Bulma looked up and smiled, �Come on in boys, and meet Bra.�
Trunks and Goten walked hesitantly towards the bed where Bulma lay. They had never really seen a baby before. Well, Krillin�south daughter Marron, but this was different.
Trunks stared down at his new sis in awe, and Goten, subsequently looking to an tickled Bulma for permission, hesitantly reached out and touched her cheek.
Babe Bra gurgled happily as she looked up into Goten�s face, and reached her tiny arms towards him. Goten smiled. He didn�t know why, but he knew he loved this trivial babe. He didn�t know the strong surge of emotion he felt for her was singular, later all, through his bond with Trunks, he could tell that he felt the same way. He smiled down at the baby cradled in Bulma�s arms. He would always be there to protect her, him and Trunks. Goten smiled in determination. She would never know hurting, as long as they were around.
Vegeta saw the expect and scowled. The deviling was partially bonded with his daughter already! How was it possible? Vegeta momentarily considered ripping him to shreds right there before apace discarding the idea. If they were bonded, he would impairment his girl by doing so. He�d lost his chance to get rid of the brat.
Looking at Goten�s silly smile, Vegeta sighed to himself, and admitted, if only privately, that he wouldn�t accept been able to impale him anyway. In the years that Kakkarott had been dead, his offspring had looked upward to him every bit sort of a male parent effigy, heaven knows why! And he had come to�care�for the boy in return.
Vegeta shook off his weak thoughts and put his listen to disarming himself that the merely reason he did not kill Goten was considering of his bail with both his son and now, his daughter.
Vegeta grimaced. Related to Kakkarott. How obscene!
****22 Years Later****
Goten and Bra walked nervously upwardly the steps to her house. They had been dating secretly for two years, and Goten had asked her to marry him. At present they were going to have to let the cat out of the bag.
Entering the house backside Bra, Goten heard the sounds of laughter from the other room. It seemed as if everybody was already here.
Bra and Goten walked nervously into the main room where it seemed that the party was already in full swing.
Yamcha was lounging on the couch pretending to hitting on a giggling Videl, while Gohan pretended to glare at him. Master Roshi was stalking Number 18, while Krillin watched in amusement. Marron was dancing with Ubuu, and Trunks was, surprisingly, dancing with Pan!
�I always thought those two hated each other,� Goten whispered to Bra.
�Guess not,� Bra whispered back, watching the 2 sway to the music.
Bra looked at Goten and whispered, �It�due south time.� Goten had a horrified �assistance-me� expression on his face, but followed her anyways.
Vegeta glared equally he saw the two walking up to him. He knew what�d been going on. He besides knew they expected him to attempt to murder Goten when he �found out.� Vegeta smirked to himself. This could be fun.
Walking up to Vegeta, Goten nervously straightened the tie that Bra had made him vesture. He cleared his throat and looked up to meet Vegeta glaring down at him.
�What do you want, brat?�
�Well, uh, we wanted to tell you that, uh, well, Bra and I are getting married,� Goten squeaked out.
�I know.�
Goten paused, waiting to be throttled�wait a minute, �Wha? You KNOW?�
�Yes.�
Bra�s jaw was practically sweeping the flooring. �But, but DADDY! How do you know?! Goten just asked me to marry him last night!�
The music had stopped and the guests were staring in stupor at the scene unfolding before them. No one had even GUESSED that Bra and Goten were dating, and hither was Vegeta, calmly taking the news that his piffling princess was marrying �the spawn of Kakkarott!�
Vegeta smirked. That�southward what people got for thinking he was predictable.
�So, uh, y'all�re not mad?� Bra asked hesitantly.
�No.� �So you approve?� Goten asked hopefully.
�Yes.�
Goten and Bra looked at each other ecstatic. They couldn�t believe it. Bra threw herself into Goten�s arms and he twirled her around in please, much to Vegeta�s surreptitious amusement.
Across the room, another secret couple stared at the scene.
*Practice yous think we should tell them?* Pan asked Trunks though her bond.
Trunks smiled back at her, *I don�t run into why not�we�ll never catch him in this good a mood again!*
�Hey Dad,� Trunks shouted across the room.
Vegeta jerked his head upwardly to see his son with his arms wrapped around Kakkarott�south grandbrat. Vegeta got a terrible feeling in the pit of his stomach. If Trunks said what he thought he was going to say, someone was going to die. Kakkarott�due south blood mixing with his once was bad enough, even when he�d had 20-five years to fix for it. Vegeta glared daggers at the happy couple.
Trunks didn�t even detect it. �Pan and I are getting married as well Dad, do we take your approval,� asked Trunks, grinning a goofy Goten smile.
A fundamental scream of rage filled the room as Trunks blinked to see both Gohan and Vegeta advancing on him menacingly.
Trunks gulped and turned to Pan, *I retrieve we should get out of here.*
*Me too,* Pan agreed, staring wide-eyed at their advancing fathers.
Powering upwards, Trunks and Pan blew through wall, mere seconds alee of their enraged parents.
Goten turned and looked at Bra with wide optics. �Wow, I wonder why your Dad was and then mad virtually Trunks and Pan, but he didn�t even seem to care about usa. He even seemed to know�how did he know Bra?� he asked, looking dislocated.
Bra turned and cupped Goten�southward cheek gently in her palm, leaning her forhead against his. �That�due south easy silly,� she whispered looking into his eyes, �Information technology was written in the stars.�
***Aww. That�s it. Only a sweet little fic�sigh, don�t you wish it was you? R&R please! I�grand drastic for attention!***
-Dwelling- Source: https://www.angelfire.com/ego/frozenflower/stars/stars1.html
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