women were looking after offspring. Unless they were Amazons, who of course fought with the men. Well, things were different here. You could already see that in Kakarott. But he never wanted to be such a wimp. No way! However, he was already shocked that he had almost killed her and his son in his anger and hurt vanity. What was he thinking? They hadn't even had anything like a relationship yet. It was just a one-time thing that must have direct consequences. On the one hand, he was very happy that he had no obligations.But somehow this situation didn't suit him either! No, not at all. And she thought Yamcha was a better father than him, too. That weakling! How can that be? He also found it very strange that he of all people, who destroyed entire planets and even his good old buddy Nappa without blinking an eye, had remorse that he had done almost the same with Bulma. Although, when he thought about it, it wasn't the same at all. From an early age he was used to conquering other planets and he still had no personal relationships with the respective inhabitants. Sometimes they even seemed like some kind of livestock, which is partly due to the sometimes very strange appearance of extraterrestrials. And nappa? He just seemed to be Vegeta's good buddy. In truth, he was just a cowardly traitor who betrayed Vegeta, his father, and all of his people to Freezer!Yes, Nappa had already entered the service of this tyrant before Vegeta-sei was destroyed. When Freezer kidnapped him, his father and, by a stupid coincidence, also Raditz, shortly before the explosion, he first blew up the whole planet in front of the incredulous eyes of the Sayjajins and then he killed King Vegeta. Then Vegeta and Raditz came into the care of Nappa. Nappa treated Vegeta respectfully and apparently danced to his tune, but he ran around the back to Freezer and gave a faithful report on the behavior of the Sayjajin prince. And that was seldom without consequences for Vegeta. And whipping was one of the most harmless things that could happen afterwards. No, Vegeta didn't want to think about his past anymore. But thinking about Bulma wasn't pleasant either, after what had just happened. Crap! Now he was standing in front of the house of letters and did not know where to go. The space capsule was demolished and here on earth he was actually at home.At home. How weirdly good that felt. But that was probably over now.
Suddenly he heard a shrill cry of pain from inside. >> Bulma! << he thought and automatically he turned around and ran quickly into the house. He found Bulma where he was holding her back. She was lying on the floor, holding her stomach, doubled over in pain. She screamed and gasped every now and then.
“Bulma, what about you?” Vegeta's face bends over you.
A whimper and then a pressed "I don't know, if I didn't know better, I would say it's the contractions ..." came the answer. Meanwhile the pain seemed to subside, because Bulma slowly relaxed again. "But I'm only in the seventh month. So that can't be yet."
"In the seventh month? And why shouldn't that be possible then?" asked the warrior, astonished.
"Well, because a child needs nine months. Everyone knows that!" replied Bulma indignantly. "And besides: didn't you want to go?""That may be the case here, but Sayjajins only need seven months and since our child is at least halfway ..."
"AND YOU WILL FIRST TELL ME THAT ????? AUUUUHHHHH !!!!" and again Bulma doubled over in pain.
Vegeta actually got a little nervous. "Wait here!" he said to the turquoise-haired woman and disappeared.
"I'm definitely not running away!" Bulma shouted after him, panting. Was there something like concern on Vegeta's face? And did he say "our" child? No, that can't be at all! It's just hallucinations from the pain. AAHHH! But that also hurts!
Vegeta ran straight to the Briefs bedroom. He rudely shook Bulma's mother awake.
"Your daughter is in labor! What do you have to do?" he asked quite loudly.
The blond woman looked at Vegeta dazedly. "What? Bulma is in labor? Already?" she asked astonished.
"Yes, and she is in pain! What do you have to do?" Vegeta repeated his question rather indignantly. Always these superfluous questions when you are in a hurry!Now she was really awake! "I'll do it, Vegeta!" she said to the Sayjajin. Then she shook her husband awake beside her! "Come on, wake up! Put some clothes on quickly and get the glider! Bulma has to go to the hospital!" Then she was out of bed with one jump. "Where is Bulma right now?" she asked.
"In the kitchen."
"My poor Bulma Mouse, we can do it ..." and so she rushed off into the kitchen.
Mr Briefs had put on a pair of socks and shoes and hurried out too. The Sayjajin Prince followed Bulma's mother into the kitchen. There she leaned over worriedly about her daughter, who was curled up in pain again.
"Oh God, that actually seems to be the contractions!" she exclaimed and tried to turn her daughter onto her back. "Take a deep breath and try to relax ..." Soothing she talked to Bulma until the wave of pain subsided. Then she helped her to her feet and helped her go outside, where her husband was already waiting with the glider.The Sayjajin stood by the whole time and for the first time felt quite useless. Yes, he was actually worried! About Bulma! It bothered him to see her lying there and not be able to do anything. He didn't even know anything like that. He had only learned once as a child that Sayjajin women gave birth to children in great pain after seven months. After that he could only learn from Raditz and Nappa, because Freezer blew up his home planet completely.
>> What do I have to do with this earth woman? The main thing is she gives birth to my son well! << he tried to convince himself the whole time, but somehow he didn't believe himself. That stupid feeling in my stomach !!! So he stopped in the kitchen, stared holes in the floor and tried to get order into his troubled insides. First the argument, then the horror that he almost killed Bulma and now the labor. And this feeling of helplessness that there is nothing to be done.HE knew a certain helplessness from his time at Freezer, but it was about him and not because he could not help others. After all, what did he care about others? He wasn't used to taking care of others. Above all, it wasn't really his way of feeling anything when others were in pain. He'd gotten used to that as a child. And now so many strange sensations streamed into him, some of which he did not even find bad and which he could not do anything about. A strong, cruel Sayjajin warrior has to cope with that first!
The letters had flown away and in all the excitement nobody had taken care of Vegeta. They had simply left it in the kitchen as ordered and not picked up. He, in turn, was so lost in thought that he didn't even notice how the glider started.
Everything happened very quickly in the hospital. Mr. Briefs had already informed the nearest hospital by cell phone, so Bulma was immediately put on a stretcher in a room when she arrived and was connected to the labor meter.Of course, her parents didn't leave her side.
After another contraction subsided, Bulma asked: "Where's Vegeta anyway? Wasn't he in the kitchen earlier?"
Mrs. and Mr. Briefs looked guilty at each other. Ouuups!
"Hm, I think we forgot ..." the blonde woman answered slowly.
Before anyone could reply, there was a loud crack and the window in Bulma's hospital room shattered into 1,000 pieces.

Vegeta had noticed in the meantime that he was suddenly all alone. Nanu? Where were they all now? Focusing on his son's aura, he walked out of the house and flew straight into Bulma's hospital room. Straight in this case means that he didn't bother to land in front of the hospital and use the stairs and doors like a normal person, but instead name the abbreviation over the room window. But strictly speaking, he wasn't a person, but a Sayajin.
"Vegeta, can't you even act normally?Do you have to snow in here with Karamba and Karacho? There are doors and there are AAAAAHHHHH! "
Bulma's sermon on the curtain was suddenly interrupted by a violent contraction. Meanwhile, the person insulted stood in the middle of the room with an expression as if none of this was his business and said almost indifferently: "You probably thought you could just leave me there!"
"But no, Vegeta! That wasn't on purpose!" Mrs. Briefs hastened to assert. "We were just so worried about our Bulma Mouse that we didn't pay any more attention to you."
“Oh?” The Sayjajin raised an eyebrow. "And I mustn't worry, can I? You just leave me behind like a jumping jack. What else did you think? That I'll sit in the kitchen until St. Never's Day and wait for the gentlemen to remember to teach me how Bulma and my son are?
Nanu? Bulma didn't think she heard quite right. Vegeta was worried and even admitted it?Ouch! That hurts! She must have only imagined that because of the pain. That can not be.
"Why didn't you just go with us?" asked the blond woman, astonished.
"Pfffff" The Sayjajin warrior obviously didn't really know what to answer.
"I was just about to go get you!" Mr. Briefs intervened. "After all, as a father, you should be there when your child is born.
“To be there?” Now Vegeta was amazed.
"Be there of course!" replied the white-haired man.
"SOMEONE COULD TAKE CARE OF ME AGAIN ?????" was now heard from Bulma's bed. But slowly she had enough. She was in severe pain and now needed all of your attention! "I think it will come ... AHHHHH I CANNOT HOLD IT ANYMORE!"
Bulma's mother ran outside to reappear a short time later with a doctor.
Vegeta had stepped to her bed and instinctively gave her his hand so she could squeeze it.It seemed to help her endure the pain. My goodness, how she had to torment herself. Beads of sweat dripped from her forehead, her head was purple and she hunched over and over again. But she didn't cry. He