And Baby Makes Three. { A Dragon Ball Z Fanfiction.]

Lil Jackie's First Fight

At Capsule Corp. Bulma Briefs surveyed her living room. Everything was neat and tidy, ready for her guests. It had been a year and a half since she'd seen ChiChi and she wanted everything to be perfect when she told her the good news! Feeling a tug on her jeans leg her 'good news' gurgled incoherently and held her arms up, signalling that she wanted to be held.

Bulma picked up little Jackie with a smile as her fuzzy brown tail curled around her arm. About nine months old and already she could get out of her play-pen and crawl as fast as any car to find her. Not only was she fast in movement, but mentally as well. Although she couldn't talk yet, she was now differentiating shape and colour blocks and even memorising some complex animal sounds that a one year old would be learning. Even number & letters!

Walking to the baby's play-room she put her back in her pen. "Ok, baby," Bulma cooed. "Mummy's having a few friends over for a while. Yes!" She said as her daughter clapped her hands with a toothy smile. "You'll get to meet them after nap-time, Okay sweetie?"

The infant gave a bubbly giggle in replay which Bulma took as a 'yes'.

Giving the baby a warm bottle, about a litre of formulated milk as well as some of her own, she headed downstairs just as the doorbell rang.

"Hi ChiChi!" The mother exclaimed as she opened the door, only to be pounced upon by her long-time friend.

"Bulma! How have you been? It seems like ages since we visited each other!" Her guest said happily. Beside her walked Goku and Gohan, both beaming at their reunion.

"I had some problems a while back, but everything's fine now." Bulma assured her friend as they made their way towards the living room.

"What problems? I hope that Vegeta isn't bothering you!" ChiChi scowled as they sat on the couch. "Because if he is... Then it's zoom!" She said as her frying pan appeared in her hands. She gave a couple of practice swings. "Pow! To the moon!"

"Vegeta can be a problem sometimes." Bulma agreed, ducking another practice swing. "But my troubles are mostly about work..."

As Bulma and ChiChi and the others began to get reacquainted, Gohan began to search for Vegeta. His father had found his way to the kitchen and he felt bored enough to spar with the older Saiyan. Sensing a ki in the GR he went outside to investigate Vegeta's old haunt. Finding the Gravity Room switched off confused him, normally it was on if someone inhabited it... Wasn't it? Opening the door a crack he could hear movement from within the chamber such as the rustling of clothing, strange pacing, cooing...

Cooing!

The half Saiyan opened the door wider and looked through it. A small child, barely a toddler, in pink pyjamas, was sitting in the middle of the room gurgling in glee.

After her mother had left,baby Jackie had finished her bottle of warm milk. Not feeling at all tired, she decided to visit her second favourite person in the world. Vegeta. She recalled the times she would crawl up to him for attention. He would always growl or frown at her and demand what she wanted, but then would smirk when Jackie met his eyes, telling her that although he was bigger then her,she was certainly not afraid. Her father would then pick her up and speak to her in her language and feed her bits of bloodied meat, something the child could feel was a secret between the two of them. She enjoyed the meat and in thinking that some would hit the spot right about now she pulled open the cribs bars and with her tail flowing behind her,she headed towards the GR, a place she knew her father would always be, come rain or shine.

Finding that Vegeta wasn't in the Gravity Room, which she felt was a astonishing feat, Jackie decided to look around finding weights and other fighting stuff her father used everyday. Deciding to wait for him, she clapped her hands and cooed at the strange shiny stuff she found until she was interrupted by an unfamiliar voice.