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Notes:
Slash. Misplaced drugs. Humor.
Sex.
I do not own DBZ or any of the characters, because
if I did, Chichi would be a crater, and the show would be: Dragon Ball Nc-17.
But
I do own Vegeta’s uterus. And the birth
certificates for his twin sons: Lil’Geta and Goten.
~~~~~**
Four
damn months. Only four, and he was as
big around as barrel. FOUR MONTHS. Wasn’t it supposed to take nine months to
get this fricking big? Not that anyone
else seemed to mind. They just sighed
and got all dreamy-eyed. Told him that
he was so lucky to be having children.
Except Kakarot, because his mate was actually quite whiny about the fact
that his mate had told him point blank there would be no nakedness until after
the kids were born. And then, Vegeta
thought with a vindictive little smirk, he would be the one doing the fucking
because he was not going through this shit one more time.
The
book he had been holding—because unless he looked busy 100% of the time, there
was always someone there to ask him if he needed anything—fell away and he
stared at the sky. Thought of how nice
it would be to look like he had four months ago. Because yes, while battle gear and spandex did stretch to
accommodate any body size, this is not what it was meant to cover. To be able to fight Kakarot. That would be nice. To push his mate’s nose in the ground and
remind him that Vegeta was not some fucking woman. (Well, definitely mostly not.)
He was still very male. Still
very much the PrinceAll All Saiyans.
But,
alas, he could not do these things. So
when Kakarot came over and sat on the lawn chair next to his he had to endure
the inevitable stupid questions.
“Hey,
‘Geta,” said the baka, “What are we going to feed them? I mean…
Chichi had boobs. What are you
going to do?”
“They
have formula you can make for them,” Vegeta said. He sounded disgustingly patient.
Because it took too much energy to scream all the time. So he saved it up for the really special
occasions. And the sun was warm, and he
was warm, and tired. Thought that it
would probably be a good time to sleep.
That’s
when the great baka said: “Hey…
Geta…” He sounded awfully
hesitant.
Vegeta
opened his eyes, looked at his mate.
Who was pointing at Vegeta. More
specifically at his legs.
Vegeta
held his little first-born (unsurprisingly named Vegeta) and wondered if it
would make a huge impact on history if he named him something silly like Hubert
or Ernie. But, as he watched the little
coal-black eyes blink at him, he realized that even if his future sons hadn’t
come back, he probably would have named this little one after himself.
The
big one was cleaning up. Making little
disgusted noises—not that Vegeta cared that damn much, he was the one thad
dd
done the hard part—and he was left in momentary peace to look at his son. At the little child that had been inside of
him, growing strong from the nourishment that Vegeta had provided him
with. Understood why bitchy women were
always so insistent that their children were more attached to their mothers
than their father. Because he couldn’t
understand anyone being closer to his child than him.
Kakarot
came back. With a wash clothe. Washed Vegeta’s face—that felt very good,
and he thought that Kakarot was actually a pretty considerate person. Then he just stood there and looked at
him. A smile came across his face. “What are we going to call him so we don’t
confuse him with you?”
“We
won’t,” Vegeta said. He finally let
Kakarot take the little one because he felt pains starting in his back
again. He watched his first-born being
tucked into a crib and missed him immediately.
Even as he felt the pressure down there again, even as he pushed and
worked to bring the second one into the world, he wanted to be able to see
them.
Jaygoose:
Thanks. I
remember when my mom was pregnant twice in a row. (Vaguely, I remember, because I was like 9 and I had my own life
I was wrapped up in.)
Mechanical Butterfly:
Poor Bulma.
Her dreams would never have been the same if he had licked them
clean. Sadly, I decided against
that. Couldn’t really picture it in my
own head, and thus couldn’t write it accordingly.
Getarian:
Yeah! I was
trying to show how they cared about each other without having to say ‘I love
you.’ So yeah! And I thought that whole shower scene
(before Vegeta got there) was hilarious.
Poor Chichi just keeps getting lower and lower on that Great scale o’sex.
Uh. Mercedes
Lackey is a fantasy writer. The books I
read are all set in *can’t remember the name of the city * This one universe. They’re about ald ald Mages.’
And my favorite was the Last Herald Mage trilogy because it had this one
character, Vanyel, and he was the prissy little peacock boy. (Obviously, stereotypically gay) and he
ended up getting all this power (won’t tell you details.) and there are three
books about him. I loved him.
And the Dracula thing. Yeah, it was Brams. I love Vampires. I wrote a whole book about them, actually. But the reason I didn’t really like Dracula
was because it was written through letters and whatnot. Like it was a composite of the journals of
all the people that were involved. And
it was a group of Englishman. But its
good to read to see the origin of some of the vampire myths. Definitely not your modern day vampire book.
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