Female Goku & Female Vegeta | ~Dragon's Fury~

Chapter 19 | M-Mom Please!

---4 Months After Mecha Frieza Events---

"Please! J-Just try to control your mood swings... we're only going to be here for a night then we'll be back home... I'll let you spar with me as long as you want to vent off your frustration after we go home tomorrow alright!" I beg of Vegeta before I knock on the door of my parents' front door. She tsks, and her right eyes widens more than the other, and she expresses discomfort, before holding a hand against her lower stomach where the baby was. "F-Fine... D-Damn this brat's demanding for a unborn infant!" She complains, as our child kicks inside her. I gently rub her back trying to comfort her as I knock on the door. Slowly overcoming the initial discomfort of our unborn childs kick, she glares over at me with an unamused sweat mark on the side of her face, and a demanding grin. "You're lucky... That I don't rip you're spine out your back for doing this to me." She threatens in a oddly flirty fashion. I chuckle and get up in her face while my tail uncontrollably snaked around and wagged. "You say that like you're not the one who seduced me into playing around in bed with you weekly... Surely you knew the risks did you not?" I taunt her, she blushes and glares away crossing her arms.

"O-Of course I knew what might happen... I-I wanted this..." She embarrassedly states under her breath and the truth finally comes out. I lean in and place a smooch on her cheek, and put my hand in hers hearing the door opening. She tries to act presentable and respectful as she did last time in front of my family. My mother opens the door, and immediately grows a cheerful smile, and opens her mouth to greet us, but her eyes land on the baby bump over Vegeta's lower stomach, and her eyes light up the same way they did when I brought Goku around while she was pregnant. "Oh, my goodness! I'm going to faint! I'm getting another grand baby!!! Oh I'm so happy my birthday wish came true!!!" My mother cheers putting her hands together with delight in front her face nearly coming to tears. "Please! Quick come, Come in and take a seat! It's rude to make a pregnant woman stay standing around longer then what she has to!" My mother says stepping inside and gesturing to come in with egger joy! Vegeta expresses genuine surprise, my moms deminer was the opposite of what she expected from her, when she'd learn I'd gotten her pregnant, and she was far more happy and excited then she was before when she wasn't pregnant to see us. I chuckle as I follow Vegeta in. "Sorry... She's a bit crazy about me giving her grand children... Believe it or not she was urging me to give her some at 16 if you can believe it." I inform Vegeta to give her an idea of why she was the way she was about the situation. My mother walks around us and leads us into the living room.

"Here! Please take a seat, make yourself at home!" My mother insists of Vegeta gesturing the couch, I noticed my father in an arm chair, and my older sister with her boyfriend beside her on the end of the couch. She and my father turn and see Vegeta and my father has the same reaction as my mother had, expressing joy, but my sister, who hadn't meet Vegeta was shocked beyond expressional explanation. "Woah little bro! You're gonna have to calm it down! What's this like you're second child?" My sister states teasing? Or being genuine. As Vegeta sat down on the other end of the couch. I sat down between my sister and Vegeta. "S-Sorry... I-I should really start using protection huh..." I admit rubbing the back of my head awkward, Hearing me talk about using protection made Vegeta give me a don't you dare try that glare, and I don't even need to look to her to feel that glare, I could feel her evil aura in response to that... Though everyone else couldn't see it but my mother who smiled agreeing with Vegeta's sentiment, hoping it'll likely bring her more grandchildren as a result in the future! "O-Or not..." I nervously chuckle, despite being stronger than her... I am not about to try and anger her... the anger of a wife is far more dangerous than the strength of a warrior in battle!!! Trust me... I know... "Hahaha... I see who wears the pants in the relationship." My sister teases. I roll my eyes and sit back relaxing on the couch. "Speaking of wearing the pants, you still taking those martial arts classes?" I ask her, changing the subject, trying my damn hardest not to talk about the baby me and Vegeta are having for as long as possible, aware of how hard it will be to get my parents away from the subject.