Here is my second chapter, the sequel to "Becoming a father is not difficult."




Chapter 2 new life




"Can we really leave you alone, dear?" asked Mrs. Briefs.


"Don't worry, Mum. According to the doctor's calculations, it won't be time for three weeks." replied Bulma. "And in an emergency, Vegeta is there. He'll take me to the clinic. By airmail."


"All right. We'll be back tomorrow morning." nodded dr. Briefs.




But babies don't always choose the most convenient time to give birth ...




Bulma woke up to a scream. She herself had cast him out!


"Oh no! Here we go!" she gasped and struggled to sit up. "Vegeta!"


She looked to the right, to the place where your partner usually slept. But it was empty!


"Vegeta! Where are you? Vegeta!"


No Answer. Bulma got up and checked the bathroom. But he wasn't there either. And not in his room either.He wasn't even in the training capsule, she could see on the screen.


"Damn shit! Vegeta, where are you?" Bulma let her energetic voice echo throughout the house. But she actually seemed to be alone!


"That can't be true! The guy just sang and sounded off and leaves me all alone in my current situation!" she cursed.


Suddenly she let out a low scream and doubled over!


"Damn it, it hurts! -Please wait a little longer, my little one!"


As soon as she could, Bulma went back to her bedroom, got dressed and got her bag with the essentials, which she had already packed as a precaution for the hospital stay. Then she picked up the phone and hired a taxi.




Within the next half a minute a glider taxi pulled up. Bulma stepped out of the house and got in.


"To the Healthy Child Clinic! Hurry!" Bulma snapped at the driver and tried to sit on the back seat in a reasonably comfortable position.

"Is it time for you?"


"Yes! And if you don't jet off right away, I'll deliver my package in the back seat of your taxi!" barked Bulma.


"Just not that!" the driver fended off and accelerated.




The private clinic was on the other side of town, and the more often Bulma's contractions reported, the faster he tried to get through the heavy traffic.


"HEY! A little more careful!" she snarled as the taxi driver took a curve too fast.


Between labor she tried to make things more bearable with the breathing technique she had learned.


But suddenly it couldn't go any further!


"Oh no! What's going on now!"


"A traffic jam! An accident must have happened up there!"


In no time they were locked in front and behind by stationary vehicles. Bulma looked out the window. They were on a bridge, right and left, front and back the entire road was hopelessly clogged. The horn was honked, drivers cursed why it couldn't go any further.

"That can't be true! I'm about to give birth for the first time and you idiots drive right in the middle of the biggest mammoth traffic jam !!" Bulma snapped and slapped the back of the driver's seat with her fists.


"Where is the father actually?" the driver asked carefully.


"If I only knew that! Just ran away this morning! Damn it! VEGEEETAA !! If you are really needed urgently, you know, you hang around !!" shouted Bulma out of all her frustration!




At the same time, a few kilometers away ...


Vegeta had retired to the solitude of the mountains to continue his training. Since the birth of his son was getting closer and closer, he no longer left the earth with the capsule, but withdrew here from time to time.


He was crouching on a ledge and was lost in thought when he suddenly startled.


"Bulma!" he called out loud. His eyes widened, sweat came on his forehead."Oh no! The time has come! My son is about to be born!"


He shot into the air like a rocket and flew back towards the western capital at the highest speed he could muster ...




"How are you?" the taxi driver asked worriedly.


"The contractions come every ten minutes! Are you finally going ahead?" Bulma crunched.


"By the inch! I'm sorry! And a helicopter can't land here either!"


"Well wait, Vegeta! I'll pay you back for that! - Auuuhhh! Shit!"


"Please, dearest, hold on!"


"Just in case - could you help me if this happens?"


"No way! I feel sick when I see blood!"


With a desperate sound, Bulma sank back into the back of the cab.




The sayajin took everything out of himself and swept across the sky.


"I shouldn't have left her alone! But the appointment wouldn't be for three weeks, she said!Grrmmm! You really can't rely on these quacks! "He growled.




A few moments later he had the first houses of the western capital under him. Above the center he stopped his rapid flight and tried to locate Bulma's aura.


"Over there!"


He followed the natural signal and soon had the bridge with the traffic chaos under him.


"She's in one of those vehicles ... the yellow one there! I've got her!"


He went lower and sat down next to the taxi.


"Bulma!" he called and stuck his head in through the open window. She started and gave a startled cry! Then the Sayajin received your fist against his forehead as a greeting! His head snapped back again.


"What shoud that?" he growled.


"Where have you been?" Bulma now thundered. "I woke up this morning and you weren't there! I had to take a taxi and I'm stuck in a traffic jam! And now you're scared me so much that the baby almost jumps out of my stomach!"

"I'm sorry! Today wasn't the date!"


"Do you think the baby will stick to it, you idiot? You knew my parents weren't there! But you'd rather hang around than help your partner and mother-to-be!"


The taxi driver could only stare speechlessly at the angry woman.


"She's got a temper! How does this guy stand it?" he thought to himself.


Again Bulma's body was shaken with the pain of contraction. Worried Vegeta threw open the back door-and held it in his hand! With an angry growl he leaned her on the bridge railing, Bulma rolled her eyes. Then the sayajin leaned forward to help her out of the vehicle. Both spotted the driver staring in amazement.


"WHAT'S THERE TO GLOW ?!" both of them snapped at the stunned taxi driver as if from one mouth




The next moment Vegeta had lifted his partner out of the taxi and took off with her under the eyes of the astonished driver.

"Hey! And who will pay me the ride and replace the door?" the driver called after the two of them.




Now it was on the direct route to the clinic. Vegeta did not land in front of the main entrance, but flew with his load through the opening doors to directly in front of the patient admission! The visitors and patients in the foyer fled to the side, frightened, the nurse behind the counter almost fainted from shock!


"We need help immediately! The baby is already on the way!" called Vegeta. "Well, get one of your quacks!"


"I'll do it, Vegeta! -My name is Mrs. Bulma Briefs. My appointment would not be for three weeks, but labor has already started this morning!"


"Oh, Mrs. Briefs! Don't worry, I'll arrange everything right away! How often do you go into labor?"


"At the moment already every six minutes!"


"All right! Stay calm, we'll do it."


Another nurse was already pushing a wheelchair for Bulma to sit in, but Vegeta simply lifted her up on his arms again and insisted: "I will carry her!"

The sister let him be.


But on the second floor in front of the entrance to the delivery room he was not allowed to go any further. No protest helped either!


"Vegeta! Be sensible! Those are the rules!" Bulma tried to explain to him.


"Fuck the regulations! I don't want to leave you alone with those quacks!"


"They are all very capable and excellent doctors here! The best in our district! Don't be afraid. Wait here. My parents will be here soon too. I left you a message. Believe me, everything will be fine." she smiled and kissed him on the cheek. Vegeta's tight face relaxed a little.


"All right then." sighed the Sayajin and handed his partner over to the sister. Before the swing doors of the sterile area closed behind Bulma, she looked back and smiled reassuringly at him.


"Your partner loves you very much." smiled the nurse pushing the wheelchair.



Now the waiting began. Vegeta was walking up and down the corridor, restless like a caged tiger. Suddenly he heard footsteps and even before he turned around he knew that Bulma's parents were approaching.


"Vegeta! We found Bulma's message! Is it really that time?" asked Mrs. Briefs worriedly.


"It's in there!" answered the Sayajin and pointed to the door.




Shortly afterwards the doctor came through the door.


"Dr. and Mrs. Briefs?" asked he.


"This is us!" answered the professor.


"How is our little one?" asked Bulma's mother worriedly.


"Your daughter is in good spirits. It will take some time until the birth and I think there will be no problems. Who is the father?"


"This is me!" replied Vegeta proudly. "And I want to be there when my son is born!"


"Well, that is possible. However, I have to warn you! Many fathers-to-be has been blown away by the sight of a birth!"


"Who do you think I am?I'm not a wimp! I've seen worse than that and looked death in the eye countless times! "


"If you mean ... then follow me."


"It is good when you are with her, then it will be easier for her." nodded Dr. Briefs and Vegeta pushed past the chief doctor through the swinging