Vegeta awoke feeling very uncomfortable. He frowns. <i>I know I just didn't...damnit, I thought I had control over this! I suppose being a weak little infant can do that. Never in my life have I been so humiliated!</i><br>Chibi Vegeta wimpers without really meaning to.<Br>Bulma awakens and finds Vegeta squirming in her arms. She glances at the clock to find that it was 8:00 A.M. She turns back to Vegeta and realizes why he's probably so fussy. "AWWW! You poopy in your diaper? Tee-Hee."<br><i>Shut up Woman! Just shut the hell up! This is so, embarrassing! Whatever happened to my pride?</i><br>Bulma can't help, but laugh as she sat up and carried Vegeta to the bathroom where she changed him against his will.<br> She carries Vegeta to the kitchen and held him in one arm while she pulled out a few things to make herself and her son some breakfast.<br>Vegeta's stomach growls. <i>damn, what am I going to do when I don't have any fucking teeth to chew my food with? Bulma is determined to get me to drink from that bottle and I refuse! I swear to Dende that I will not drink from that damned bottle!</i><br>Bulma carried him back to her bedroom and laid him back on the bed. "I'm going make myself and Trunks some breakfast so you just stay here and try not to get into any mischeif." With that, she was gone and Vegeta was alone. Him and his empty stomach.<br>Vegeta rolls onto his stomach, finding this position more comfortable. Suddenly, he could feel a strange tingly sensation run down his spine and he could hear something tearing behind him. Vegeta blinks and is able to turn his head far enough to notice that he'd grown his tail back. <br>(Narrator: Yet again Vegeta has grown his tail back! Im evil...PURE EVIL! MWA HA HA HA HAAAAA!)<br>He watches in awe as his newly grown appendage twitched and flitted in every direction. Perhaps being young wasn't so bad for the moment. At least he grew his tail back but what good was it if there was no moon and he couldn't even fight anymore for crying out loud! What the hell could he do? His train of thought is interrupted as his 5 year old son walked in.<br>Trunks hops up onto the bed and gazes down at his infant father. "Kaasan says some evil person did this to ya. I wish you could talk to me. Ooo, you have a tail. Neat. Kaasan said I had a tail once, but it got removed."<br>Vegeta curses at himself mentally for allowing Bulma to remove something that all saiyans treasured. Their tails... He wonders if Trunks could still possibly grow his back. He was still young, he just had to be stimulated to do it. <i>Mental Note:  I will show my son how to grow his tail back while he still has a chance.</i><br>Bulma hollars for Trunks to come and eat.<br>"Gotta go Papa, breakfast is ready."<br><i>Ah, breakfast. Kuso, I'm so hungry<i>, chibi Vegeta thought.<br>Trunks sits at the table and turns to him mother as he took a bite of his scrambled eggs. "Papa grew his tail back ya know... I just saw it."<br>Bulma stops and stares at Trunks, wondering if he was lying or not.<br>Vegeta frowns as his stomach growled persistently. He couldn't take it any longer and being a baby, the urge to cry was overwhelming. His lips tremble as his eyes became clouded with the surge of tears that began to flood his eyes. <br>I hate this...<br>WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!<br>Bulma looks up from the skillet as a loud wailing peirced the air.<br>Trunks looks up as well.<br>"Stay here honey, I think I know why your father is acting the way he is." Bulma turns the stove off and grabs the warm bottle of milk she'd prepared and rushes to her room to find Vegeta practically screaming his head off. She covers her ears. "Damn, you have a good set of lungs there love... I know you'd get hungry eventually you little baka. Her eyes settle on his newly grown tail. "Knowing you, you'll want to keep it. Oh well, but don't expect me to allow you to look at the moon when it's full." She lifts Vegeta into her arms and practically shoves the bottle into Vegeta's mouth so he'd stop crying. As she expected, Vegeta drank his milk without another word or whimper.<br>"See Veggie Chan...that wasn't so bad was it?"<br><i>Shut up woman, I'm hungry!</i><br>Suddenly, the doorbell rings. Bulma carries Vegeta in her arms as she held the bottle to his mouth. She hollars for Chi Chi to come in as she sat at the kitchen table to eat her breakfast.<br>Chi Chi smiles. "So, he finally gave in did he?"<br>Bulma nods, "He was crying so loud I thought I'd bust my eardrums."<br>Chi Chi nods in understanding.<br>Trunks finishes his breakfast then he and Goten go upstairs to use the Playstation.<br>Gohan smiles at Bulma and looks down at Vegeta in her arms. His eyes widen upon noticing the tail. "Hey, when did he get that back?"<br>Chi Chi looks down at what Gohan was looking at and she nearly drops the infant Goku from her arms. "NANI?! How did he grow that back?"<br>Bulma shrugs. "I don't know, he just sorta....grew it back."<br>Chi Chi looks down at the sleeping Goku in her arms. "I hope he doesn't grow his back, then there would be trouble. I know he'd be mad if I cut it off... oi, what am I going to do?"<br>"I suppose we'll have to deal with it," Bulma replies.<br>Chi Chi carefully sits down next to Bulma. "With Goku, it's like giving birth to Goten all over again. He's hungry all the time... hee hee. That's my Goku."<br>"As soon as I'm done with this little brat here, I'll get ready and we can start searching for the dragonballs while my parents keep an eye on the kids," Bulma replies.<br><i>I'm not a brat!</i>, Vegeta thinks angrily as he continued his warm feast.<br>Chi Chi nods.<br>Bulma pulls away the now empty bottle away from Vegeta and he wimpers in protest.<br>Gohan laughs. "I still think he's hungry."<br>Bulma nods. "I know... Chi Chi... could you help me?"<br>Chi Chi nods and hands Gohan the sleeping Goku.<br>Bulma follows Chi Chi to her kitchen and they heat up another bottle of milk.<br>Vegeta scowls at Chi Chi. "What the hell does it take to get fed around here?! I'm starving!"<br>Chi Chi pauses as Vegeta babbled in baby language at her. She frowns. "Don't you rush me! You'll get fed soon enough! Besides, from what Bulma tells me you hate bottles!"<br>Vegeta hesitates, "Well.... I CHANGED MY MIND! So there.."<br>Bulma laughs. "Even as a baby he loves to argue."<br>Chi Chi laughs while rolling her eyes.<br><font color=blue>~~~~~Later~~~~~</font><br>Vegeta is laid in a play pen with Goku. He scowls at Bulma. "You'll pay for this woman!"<br>Bulma laughs at Vegeta. "Whatever you say honey. You'll thank me for it later."<br>Bulma, Chi Chi, and Gohan leave to go searching for dragoballs.<br>Vegeta pouts and turns to Goku who didn't look very pleased either. <br>Goku sighs and leans against the site of the pen. "I tried telling Chi Chi that I didn't want to be put in here, but she doesn't understand. Neither does Gohan."<br>Vegeta shrugs. "That's because as babies we can't talk. I just hope they find the dragonballs soon."<br>Goku shivers as a tingly feeling spread throughout his body. He looks down at his newly grown tail.<br>Vegeta had witnessed it happening. "So, your tail grew back too. I suppose being young as we are, our tails grow back easier with less concentration."<br>Goku nods while watching his tail twitching here and there.<br>Vegeta looks up as his son and Goten ran down the stairs and went outside to play. He frowns.<br>"Oi Vegeta, I'm hungry."<br>Vegeta turns to Goku. "I thought you just ate."<br>"Yeah well, it wasn't enough. Come on, I sure we can get into something if you help me," Goku replies while tugging at his clothes.  (The clothes Gohan had worn when he was a baby.)<br>Vegeta looks down at the white shirt and little black shorts he wore. At least he looked better than Goku. He looked really uncomfortable, but at the moment all he had in mind was his stomach.<br>Goku tries to stand up, but falls down. "Ergh, it's like learning how to walk all over again with this tail." Goku grasps the side of the play pen with his chubby little hands and he steadies himself. "I think I can climb over..." Goku tries to pull himself up with his strength and he succeeds. He grins as he hoisted one leg over the side and then fell to the floor. "Nugh, gonna hafta work on those landings. I could have flown, but being thing young, my power level is too weak and my body can't contain it."<br>Vegeta follows Goku's example and tries to carefully go down the other side, but he too falls onto the floor. "Yeah, I know what you mean Kakarotto."<br>Goku looks around the corner to make sure Mr. and Mrs. Briefs weren't in sight and he crawls as fast as he can to the kitchen with Vegeta close behind.<br>Goku reaches the refrigerator and he looks up to find what he knew was there. "The cookie jar."<br>Vegeta frowns. "That's what you want?"<br>Goku grins. "Hey, their my favorite. Oreos."<br>Vegeta can feel his mouth watering. His favorite was oreos too because they were made of chocolate. He sighs. "I don't know how you ever get me into these things Kakarotto."<br>Goku smiles and steadies himself onto his feet as his tail shot out to keep him balanced.<br>Vegeta does the same. "So, how do you suppose we get up there when we'r down here? Especially since we'r powerless.<br>Goku grins. "I was already prepared for that. Come on..."<br>Goku opens the bottom cabinet and starts piling tupperware into a small staircase. He climbs it and pulls himself up onto the counter. He looks down at Vegeta. "You stay there and I'll throw some down."<br>Vegeta blinks. <i>Sometimes he worries me when he starts using that brain of his.</i> He nods and waits for Goku to get to the top of the fridge till at last he was there. Goku opens the jar and smiles. "Okay! Here goes." He drops a cookie and Vegeta reaches up on his tip toes to catch it when suddenly he heard someone coming. He turns his head as the cookie fell and rolled to a stop a few feet away. Vegeta frowns. He was bound to get that cookie and eat it. He tries walking, but finds that too slow so he goes to his hands and knees and starts crawling as fast as he can to the cookie when suddenly Mrs. Briefs walks in just as Vegeta was about to grab the cookie.<br>Mrs. Briefs pics up the cookie off the tile floor. "Oh no Vegeta, you can't eat a dirty cookie. It's not good for you and what would Bulma say if I told her I let you eat something dirty huh?"<br>Vegeta frowns. "Since when the hell did you and Bulma become my mother huh?! DAMNIT I WANT THAT COOKIE NOW!" Vegeta's bottom lip quivers as tears rimmed his eyes. Vegeta was bound to let her know he was displeased and since he was a baby...why the hell not? Vegeta burst into tears and began wailing as loud as he could.<br>"Uh oh," Goku replies. He stuffs a cookie into his mouth before Mrs. Briefs could stop him and he swallows it.<br>"That wasn't good of you to do that Goku. What would Chi Chi say?"<br>Goku laughs.<br>Mrs. Briefs scoops up Vegeta as he continued crying. "Come now Vegeta, crying isn't like you... well I mean. You are a baby and of course babies cry a lot."<br>Vegeta's wailing only gets louder.<br>Mrs. Briefs walks over to the livingroom and lays Goku in the play pen as she tries to comfort Vegeta. She finally gives in and hands Vegeta an oreo and set him in the play pen.<br>Vegeta sniffles and rubs at his eyes.<br>Goku raises an eyebrow. "Gosh, maybe I should start to cry more often. You got what you wanted just like that..."<br>Vegeta smirks then stuffs the cookie into his mouth and swallows.<br><font color=blue>To Be Continued...