"I can't believe that you're my mom now!" Bra exclaimed. She picked a dark green dress off the shopping rack and held it up against her body. She wrinkled her nose. "Green looks better on you Pan." She said. She handed the dress to Pan.
"I can't believe that I'm going to be a mom." Pan murmured, placing a hand on her stomach.
"Maybe you can give me a little sister next time, Daddy said that it was a boy." Bra said.
"I dunno, I like little boys better." Pan said. She rubbed her stomach and sighed. "I wonder what he's going to look like."
"It'll probably look like my Dad, he has a way of making the first borns look like him." Bra said. Marron was looking at a pink party dress.
"You guys like this one?" She asked.
"Don't you ever get tired of pink?" Pan asked, a look of disgust on her face.
"I can't help it, I've always liked this color!" Marron protested.
"I think that yellow looks nice on you." Bra commented.
"I don't like yellow, it's too happy and cheerfully sick." Marron complained.
"I like orange." Pan said softly.
"Grandfather?" Bra asked. Pan nodded her head.
"Yeah, I miss him." Pan murmured. She touched her orange bandana and smiled faintly.
"I've been meaning to ask you this for the past couple of years Pan." Marron said.
"Ask what?" Pan asked, being snapped out of her thoughts of her Grandfather.
"Why do you wear that orange bandana?" Marron asked. Pan fingered the orange material on her head again and sighed.
"It was part of Grandpa's gi shirt, but then Grandma Chichi made his gi shirt smaller so it could fit me. It eventually wore out and got too small so she made it into something else I could wear it as. That way my Grandpa could always be with me where ever I went." Pan said, closing her eyes.
"He's going to come back one day Pan." Bra said supportively.
"I know he will, he has never let me down." Pan said determinedly.
"Goku-san has a way of bouncing back." Marron chirped.
"He's a great grandpa now." Pan reminded them.
"I know that he must be proud." Bra declared.
"Oh, he is, he's probably glad that I'm not letting the Saiyan blood die out." Pan remarked.
"Yeah, my son is only 1/4, like you Pan." Marron said.
"Haha, mine's 50%!" Bra teased.
"Well, mine's 63%!" Pan boasted.
"Wow, that's never happened before, he's more Saiyan than human." Marron said thoughtfully.
"That means that he'll probably be more instinctual, like my Dad." Bra said.
"Damn... that means that he'll go into heat like Trunks does." Marron said seriously.
"No, it'll be worse." Pan replied.
"I don't know... Goten's pretty bad, but then again he's third class and doesn't have as much control as Trunks and me." Bra said, nibbling on her lip.
"I bet Vegeta's pretty bad and that Grandpa was too." Pan said shuddering.
"I think it's worse for males, hormones, you know?" Bra pointed out.
"Oh yes, men, the reproducing machines." Marron said, a sweat drop clinging to her forehead.
"I wonder how the boys are doing right now..." Bra asked.
"I can't change this damn diaper!" Trunks cried, frustrated. Boxers squirmed around and babbled at Trunks.
"I think you're putting it on backwards Trunks." Goten pointed out. Vegeta sighed and walked up to Trunks.
"You're doing it all wrong." He pointed out.
"Let's see you do this!" Trunks challenged. Vegeta shoved Trunks over and stood before Boxers.
"Alright, I will." Vegeta said arrogantly. 3 minutes later Boxers was in a new diaper and giggling up at Vegeta. "Little brat." Vegeta said affectionately.
"Dad, were did you learn to do that?" Trunks asked.
"Trunks, you and you're sister were babies once." Vegeta pointed out.
"Can you help me with Gogeta?" Goten asked. Gohan sat there, watching Vegeta help Goten with Gogeta. Videl had gone home to get some housework done and left him here with Trunks, Vegeta, and Goten. Gogeta was now in a fresh diaper and hugging Vegeta. Vegeta picked her up and swung her around. She giggled and wrapped her tiny arms around his neck.
"Since when were you so good with kids?" Gohan asked.
"Why do you think Bra and I are so close?" Vegeta asked.
"You took care of her when she was a baby, I remember!" Goten interrupted.
"Yeah, and you're still as annoying as you were back then!" Vegeta hollered. Goten grinned and laughed sheepishly.
"What can I say? I take after my father." Goten said.
"Damn right you do. You used to look just like him. That stupid hair, that silly grin, and those deep brown eyes that were so affectionate." Vegeta said, shuddering at the unpleasant thought.
"Gogeta probably has my grin and Bra's smirk." Goten said looking at the tiny Gogeta.
"Well, Boxers has my smirk!" Trunks said, swelling with pride.
"Don't you mean my smirk?" Vegeta asked.
"Yeah yeah, it's your smirk." Trunks said sarcastically.
"You better watch it boy!" Vegeta threatened. Trunks grinned.
"I love you too Dad." He said in a high-pitched voice, batting his eyelashes at his father.
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