Hello my dear ones! ^^

* everybody through cuddling *



Welcome to my 4th part! Tomorrow is the deadline for the WB and I still have to write the last chapter ... Do you keep your fingers crossed that I will win? Büddeee ... maybe, if we all push really hard ... I will of course let you know whether I won or not (which I don't think about winning ... ^^ `).



Dedications:



@ Darkmäx: I hope you have recovered well from your seizure ... and I've just put your dope in front of your nose! ^^

@DocSon: * reknuddelz * Ey, that's blackmail! You really have to come up with a new season! What else am I supposed to be here, huh? ^^ Oh, Britney Titney ... mutated from virgin to slut ... how interesting. * dripped with sarcasm * He wouldn't even mourn our little Justin afterwards ... ^^

@peprika: Yeah, you're right, the part really doesn't fit in, but it had to be, otherwise I couldn't bring some scenes in the next two chapters, you understand?

@ Bardock Saiyan: My speech! ^^ And to hold you back a little * nasty *, you will only learn in the next and then in the last part how it happened exactly, with Veggi's pregnancy and that of ... oops, now I almost gave too much away!

@IceCubesIrini: O.o you think THAT is good? Ok, everyone has their own ... ^^ `But I think your suggestions are great! Küblböck was also a candidate, but was then kicked by Justinchen in the final. ^^ And because of the pregnancy: Look up ... ^^ `

@SSJSweety: Already at itiiii! ^^

@ Badgirl8: 24 ?? Oo ° I just fall ... to stir the paste (1), make a noise (2), Mirko singing playback (3), stir salt dough (that's a boil! ^^) (4), little siblings-hau- Instrument (5), ... um 5. That's it. Are there really 24 applications outside of cooking?





So, and now ladies (and gentlemen ?? * look around * men? Where are you ??) have fun with ...



Session 4: Lack of earplugs or Vegeta's nightmare comes true ...


After that day it was never the same as it used to be. Yamcha and Justinchen couldn't get rid of them anymore and to make matters worse, Vegeta's stomach began to bulge. In the morning, when he got up and wanted to go to the bathroom, he met an exasperated Bulma who pounded pissed on the bathroom door.

"How long have they been in there?" he asked one morning, leaning against the wall.

"Long enough. I don't want to know what you do with my stuff. In any case, it smells suspiciously of perfumed bubble bath and my favorite perfume!" Bulma snapped and kicked the door violently.

"Oh yes, by the way ... have you finally done something about my ... problem?" Vegeta pointed to his tummy.

"Uh ... nothing specific ..." Bulma evaded and continued pounding on the door. "Yamcha, damn it, get out of there! This is MY bathroom !!"

"What do you mean, nothing specific?" Vegeta pulled away from the wall and grabbed Bulma's wrist.

"Well ... I haven't had the time yet, you know? Yamcha and Justin ... demand constant attention ... uh ..."

"You have fun with these queens and leave me, the prince of the Saiyajin, on the right?"

There were strange noises coming from the bathroom ...

"Yamcha, darling, did anybody say the word? I heard something ..."

"No, Justin, don't worry. Everything is fine. Now get back in the tub, bear, will you ?!"

Vegeta and Bulma looked at each other, a large drop of sweat was hanging on each of their temples.

"Where was I now?" Vegeta scratched the back of his head. “Oh yes!” He grabbed Bulma's wrist again and gave a dark, dangerously cold look.

"You are going to pluck your stupid laboratory right now and tinker something against my problem, do you understand me, woman?" He underlined his words with a growl.

"Okeeyy ..." Bulma said meekly and wanted to tear herself away when Vegeta held her back.

"But first I want breakfast!"

"Stupid monkey! Should I make you breakfast or do something about your problem, eh ?!"

"If I don't get something between my teeth right away, I'll torment the two queens ...!"

"Go ahead!"

Bulma strutted off to her bedroom. Vegeta shrugged and gave the bathroom door a slight nudge. The door crashed open and hit the wall opposite. He was greeted by a screeching and splashing, and then there was a surge of foam on his face.

"Hey, can't you knock?"

"..." Vegeta spat out the foam. Then he heard the bubbling noise and looked into the bathtub with typical krillin eyes. It was still bubbling. A drop of sweat on his forehead joined his gaze. Still bubbling. The drop of sweat went down to my temple.

"Get your queer friend out of the water, otherwise she'll dribble off before I've dealt with her."

“Buhuu, he said the word again!” Justinchen tore his head out of the water and whimpered as much as he could.

"Oh, you're so mean!" Yamcha hissed at Vegeta and stuck out his tongue.

"..."

The prince was unable to cope with so much gayness and marched backwards out of the bathroom and then fled straight to the kitchen.

"I'm surrounded by madmen and on top of that I'm pregnant!" he exclaimed angrily and hit the table, which collapsed with a crash. “And everything is just the fault of that damned Bakara!” He shot a ki-ball uncontrollably into the air, which shot through the ceiling unchecked and left a notable hole.

"So Vegeta, please! At least control yourself!" Bulma yelled down through the hole from above and quickly wrapped herself in her bedspread, as she was getting dressed and standing there pretty naked.

"Shut up, Bakara! It's your own fault!" Vegeta snapped back.

He jerked the refrigerator open and looked inside critically.

"Hmm ... what am I eating today?" His finger swept from top to bottom in front of the "range".

"That ... and that ... that too, then all of that ... mh, delicious, that comes too! Oh what the heck? I'll take everything!"

Since he couldn't carry everything over to the table at the same time, he tore the entire refrigerator out of the wall and lifted it to the side of his chair. There he sat comfortably and began to, um, eat his breakfast with relish.



*****

Bulma was sitting in her laboratory and had absolutely no desire to conjure up any counterpill for Vegeta. Punishment had to be! He was getting on her nerves anyway. Could it be because his hormonal balance had changed drastically with pregnancy? Maybe he was something now ... Bulma was looking for words ... gentler, more feminine ??

"Forget it! I already have enough queens in the house!" she said aloud and shook her head. Her cell phone beeped at that moment and she took it off, annoyed.

"Yes?"

"Hi, this is Goku!"

"Hey, that's a surprise! What's up?"

"Um, well, I can't say exactly now ... I think Chichi won't like it at all!"

"Then you'd better just drop by, I'll be home."

"Ok, great, thanks!"

"He must have done something again ..." Bulma said to herself after she hung up. She shrugged and walked out of the lab.



Outside in the hallway she met Vegeta, who, as she noticed with amusement, looked rather strange in his combat suit.

"What's there to watch, huh?"

"Nothing nothing ...!"

"Please take care of the antidote or I'll get mad!"

"Yes yes, in a moment!" Bulma had to control herself not to puff away at the sight of Vegeta's tummy.

"I'm warning you, woman ...!"

But then the doorbell rang and Vegeta couldn't get enough of his threat to finish.

"I'm going!"

"Why is Kaka-…"

"Hey Goku, there you are!"

"Bulma, hi! Oh, hi Vegeta!" Goku waved over Bulma's shoulder to Vegeta.

"Uää, another girl ..."

"How?"

"..."

"Tell me, why didn't you want to tell me what you want to tell me over the phone?"

"Uh ..." That sentence from Bulma passed over him ... But then his coils worked again.

"Because of that!"

"AAAAAH !! IMPOSSIBLE !!"

* Domp *

"Bulma? Are you all right?" Goku fanned her breath. Then he looked up at Vegeta and studied him.

"Hey, have you neglected your training?"

"How do you get up there, Kakarott?"

"Well, you have a tummy!" he said happily and helped Bulma back on her feet,

"... !!! That. Has. Nothing. To. Do. With."

"Hi hi hi, I thought so! Look, I got something like that too. Funny, isn't it?"
"... !!!"

Bulma groaned.

"Impossible ... you too?I'm getting into the crisis ... "

"What am I wrong, Bulma? Chichi gets angry when she sees me like this, although I don't know why now."

Bulma sat up and took a deep breath.

"You have to be very strong now, Goku!"

“Ok!” Son-Goku swallowed and put on his bravest look. Vegeta yawned ...

"You swallowed that pill with cake three months ago, remember?"

* nick *

"Ok, so ... this pill can get men pregnant. And now you've got it. You're pregnant!

"Is that bad?"

"And Vegeta too."

"Did you have to blab that out? That's no business of the brains !!"

"Now hold the edge, Vegeta! I have an emergency here!"

"Oh yes, and what am I then? I'm the prince, so I have priority in everything! He's just a lower class warrior!"



"Hey, what's going on here? Is there something to celebrate?"
Yamcha came hopping down the stairs, followed closely by Justinchen.

"Fiend alert ..." Vegeta rolled her eyes.

“Oh, bear, you haven't met Goku yet!” Yamcha put Justinchen in front of Goku.

"Hi, I'm Justin and