A/N: Alright, some of you have more than likely notice the last few chapters underwent a few changes. I admit it's a habit of mine, not one I'm proud of and am in the process of working on so that this sort of thing doesn't happen in the future, but hey that's the beauty of a new year, right? Anyway, thank you for all the stellar reviews and now on with the story!
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of the characters, Akira Toriyama does. However, for the purpose of this story, I do own Anjou.
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"Mom, I'm still only two months along," Bulma fought the urge to laugh. "Don't you think it's a bit early to have a baby shower? I mean we don't know whether it's a boy or a girl."
"Just suggest neutral gifts!" Mrs. Brief clapped her hands with delight.
"I don't think that's going to really work," Bulma replied with a slight smile. "We only have to wait a few more weeks and then we'll be able to know for sure. And then you can go ahead and pull out all the stops."
"What makes you think I can wait that long?" Mrs. Brief pouted playfully. "Oh, I'll just bet it's a girl! Then Trunks and Anjou will both have a baby sister to play with!"
'And Vegeta and his father will no doubt decide she can train too,' Bulma couldn't help but think with a hint of frustration.
While she did love her husband, the blue-haired heiress sometimes wished she could dismantle the Gravity Room. But she knew even that wouldn't be enough to stop the stubborn Saiyan prince.
"Of course, a boy would be wonderful too," Bulma was pulled from her thoughts by her mother. "Just think, Anjou would have two brothers to look out for her!"
"I think you'll find she is more than capable of looking after herself," a newcomer's voice spoke. "Now that she's had the opportunity to actually train."
Bulma turned to face none other than her husband.
"You're finished early," she remarked with a slight smirk.
"Your father is seeing to the necessary repairs to the Gravity Chamber," Vegeta stated, a hint of boredom in his voice.
"Which no doubt thrills him," Bulma's smirk grew slightly. "Just yesterday, he was going on about some new ideas he wanted to try out, and he figured it wouldn't be long before you broke the chamber again."
"Relax, this time I wasn't the one responsible," Vegeta snorted. "You clearly haven't seen my father's temper at its peak."
"If it's anything like yours was when you first got here, I'm surprised Dad doesn't have to build a whole new chamber."
Vegeta glared at his wife, but it did little to quell her laughter.
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"Okay, so run this by me again, Mom," Trunks frowned. "You want me to go and gather the Dragon Balls so we can wish Uncle Tarble here?"
Bulma sighed.
"If it's possible," she answered, "But, if it isn't, we can ask Shenron to at least tell us where he is and then Goku could use his Instant Transmission to bring Tarble here himself."
Trunks shrugged.
"I guess either way works. Anjou can keep Dad and Grandpa busy for a while, even if she can't go Super."
"Your grandfather can't go Super Saiyan either," his mother reminded him.
A snicker escaped the young demi-Saiyan.
"Dad never lets him forget it either."
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Alright, I do hope everyone enjoyed that chapter and rest assured, it won't take me three years to post the next one, I promise that. The next chapter will be out, without fail, on Monday, May 4th. Until then, everyone.