With the holidays over it was back to work for Bulma. She was busy at her computer as Trunks sat with her. After all ever since he turned twenty-one it was up to him to learn the ends and outs of the company. He didn't mind, he always found it a nice change of pace from always having to train. Not that he minded that either but a man could use a break. They weren't alone though as Goten kicks himself off a wall, sending his chair rolling across the room. Trunks sighs as he looks at him. "Do you mind, you came here to help plan for the wedding you know?"
Goten blinks as he leans back. "But it's so boring, can't we just, I don't know, make it simple?" He really was like Goku, he didn't want to make a big fuss about this. Neither did Trunks but they knew so many people it was crazy. "Come on Goten, we need to figure out where to at least have it. We know so many people we need to make sure we have room for everyone." Goten groans again as he tilts his chair back a bit. "I find it hard to believe you're only a year younger than me...."
Bulma just smiles at the two boys as she tries to work something out. She didn't really have a wedding. In fact she somehow managed to convince Vegeta to sign a few papers just stating they were married. He wasn't against it, but the people at the courthouse didn't seem to like the idea he wouldn't give his last name. He was rather insulted saying he was never given one. Most Saiyans didn't really care about something so pointless. She looks up, still remembering when she had asked him.
It was maybe three years after the defeat of Cell. They had, more or less gotten used to one another. One night while he was getting ready for bed, she sat beside him, placing her hand on his arm. It was so rare, to be able to touch him. Most times he seemed okay with it, others, he would just sort of get stiff until she pulled away. He just turns to her, his dark eyes just kind of looking her over. There was no president emotion in them, just a quiet storm. "I was...wondering if, you wouldn't mind me...calling you my husband?"
She was so quiet, she was afraid of his reaction. What he would do, or say, or would he just leave it was so hard to tell. Vegeta on the other hand was always unsure about the idea. His father never went into grand details of how royalty weddings were done. Figured he would be told when he found a mate and he had no idea how Earth handled these things. "Fine, but you better not make me do anything stupid." Her eyes light up, she wanted to hug him and never let him go. She decided to make it as easy as she could and just got the papers.
She turns her eyes to her son who was now, on the floor with Goten as the two seemed to now be fighting, over something. "Boys for crying out loud, do you two always have to fight?" They blink as they both look at her. "Yes?" They both answer as Trunks holds the younger boy's arms down. "We're not going to a theme park!" Goten pouts a bit as he lays there. "But it would be fun!" "You're so immature." Bulma lets out a low groan as she rubs her eyes a bit. "Did either of you bother to ask your wives what they might like?" They were both so clueless.
"Would you...go just go..." Trunks heads off and wonders around as he ties to find his mate. Sara was sitting with Vegeta, allowing the man to get a closer look at her spellbook. It put her on edge whenever someone else held it. Vegeta just flips it around, trying to see if he could make heads or tails of it. He couldn't, how the hell could she understand this? "What..sort of language is this?" "It's...english, for the most part, with magic it's written in runes, to make it stronger..." The prince just keeps flipping through it however. "Keep in mind that's just my backup, my real one is back in my room at the mages guild."
She blinks a bit, wondering if all her stuff was still there. The last few months she had been able to trade in her gold for cash, and now she was loaded with more than she could ask for. This paper money was worth quite a bit it seemed but she had no idea what to do with it other than buy minor things. She could feel her ears fold down after a few minutes. "Could I please have that back now, you've been staring at it for over an hour..." He hands it back over and she shoves it into her bag. "You know I'm still surprised my magic even works here. After learning about the Dragonballs, I guess anything is possible."
Vegeta nods as he crosses his arms. "I was...wondering, when you wish people back to life is...is there a time limit, you know, when it becomes impossible to bring someone back?" The Saiyan gives it some thought. "For the most part, yes, anyone dead longer than three years can't be brought back." She seems to look down a bit, her ears fold down slowly. "O-oh...guess that makes sense, can't bring back everyone that passes, things would become to chaotic." Vegeta raises his brow at her. "Who did you have in mind?"
She jumps a bit as she feels herself blush deeply. "Well, I still plan to help Anomen, I know it sounds stupid, but I did promise him, it's not right what happened to to his siser." Trunks was slightly behind her as she spoke. He says nothing however as she kept her gaze on her hands. "After that I guess it's pointless to think of my folks, I mean, they've been gone since I was five..but, I don't know, guess it's selfish to want them to see me get married." She lets out a low weak laugh as she rubs her hand against her eye.
Vegeta shakes his head. "It's not selfish, you can't change a lot when it comes to your past, me of all people understand that." Sara looks up at him and nods. He had learned about the Dragonballs far to late to do anything about his planet. Even with the Super Dragonballs there would be point in wishing them back. He looks up to see his son as he moved to wrap his arms around her. She lets out a soft yip and calms down. "S-sorry guess a part of me will always wonder, but I guess that's normal..." Trunks just hugs her tight, just wanting her to be happy.
Goten blinks as he leans back. "But it's so boring, can't we just, I don't know, make it simple?" He really was like Goku, he didn't want to make a big fuss about this. Neither did Trunks but they knew so many people it was crazy. "Come on Goten, we need to figure out where to at least have it. We know so many people we need to make sure we have room for everyone." Goten groans again as he tilts his chair back a bit. "I find it hard to believe you're only a year younger than me...."
Bulma just smiles at the two boys as she tries to work something out. She didn't really have a wedding. In fact she somehow managed to convince Vegeta to sign a few papers just stating they were married. He wasn't against it, but the people at the courthouse didn't seem to like the idea he wouldn't give his last name. He was rather insulted saying he was never given one. Most Saiyans didn't really care about something so pointless. She looks up, still remembering when she had asked him.
It was maybe three years after the defeat of Cell. They had, more or less gotten used to one another. One night while he was getting ready for bed, she sat beside him, placing her hand on his arm. It was so rare, to be able to touch him. Most times he seemed okay with it, others, he would just sort of get stiff until she pulled away. He just turns to her, his dark eyes just kind of looking her over. There was no president emotion in them, just a quiet storm. "I was...wondering if, you wouldn't mind me...calling you my husband?"
She was so quiet, she was afraid of his reaction. What he would do, or say, or would he just leave it was so hard to tell. Vegeta on the other hand was always unsure about the idea. His father never went into grand details of how royalty weddings were done. Figured he would be told when he found a mate and he had no idea how Earth handled these things. "Fine, but you better not make me do anything stupid." Her eyes light up, she wanted to hug him and never let him go. She decided to make it as easy as she could and just got the papers.
She turns her eyes to her son who was now, on the floor with Goten as the two seemed to now be fighting, over something. "Boys for crying out loud, do you two always have to fight?" They blink as they both look at her. "Yes?" They both answer as Trunks holds the younger boy's arms down. "We're not going to a theme park!" Goten pouts a bit as he lays there. "But it would be fun!" "You're so immature." Bulma lets out a low groan as she rubs her eyes a bit. "Did either of you bother to ask your wives what they might like?" They were both so clueless.
"Would you...go just go..." Trunks heads off and wonders around as he ties to find his mate. Sara was sitting with Vegeta, allowing the man to get a closer look at her spellbook. It put her on edge whenever someone else held it. Vegeta just flips it around, trying to see if he could make heads or tails of it. He couldn't, how the hell could she understand this? "What..sort of language is this?" "It's...english, for the most part, with magic it's written in runes, to make it stronger..." The prince just keeps flipping through it however. "Keep in mind that's just my backup, my real one is back in my room at the mages guild."
She blinks a bit, wondering if all her stuff was still there. The last few months she had been able to trade in her gold for cash, and now she was loaded with more than she could ask for. This paper money was worth quite a bit it seemed but she had no idea what to do with it other than buy minor things. She could feel her ears fold down after a few minutes. "Could I please have that back now, you've been staring at it for over an hour..." He hands it back over and she shoves it into her bag. "You know I'm still surprised my magic even works here. After learning about the Dragonballs, I guess anything is possible."
Vegeta nods as he crosses his arms. "I was...wondering, when you wish people back to life is...is there a time limit, you know, when it becomes impossible to bring someone back?" The Saiyan gives it some thought. "For the most part, yes, anyone dead longer than three years can't be brought back." She seems to look down a bit, her ears fold down slowly. "O-oh...guess that makes sense, can't bring back everyone that passes, things would become to chaotic." Vegeta raises his brow at her. "Who did you have in mind?"
She jumps a bit as she feels herself blush deeply. "Well, I still plan to help Anomen, I know it sounds stupid, but I did promise him, it's not right what happened to to his siser." Trunks was slightly behind her as she spoke. He says nothing however as she kept her gaze on her hands. "After that I guess it's pointless to think of my folks, I mean, they've been gone since I was five..but, I don't know, guess it's selfish to want them to see me get married." She lets out a low weak laugh as she rubs her hand against her eye.
Vegeta shakes his head. "It's not selfish, you can't change a lot when it comes to your past, me of all people understand that." Sara looks up at him and nods. He had learned about the Dragonballs far to late to do anything about his planet. Even with the Super Dragonballs there would be point in wishing them back. He looks up to see his son as he moved to wrap his arms around her. She lets out a soft yip and calms down. "S-sorry guess a part of me will always wonder, but I guess that's normal..." Trunks just hugs her tight, just wanting her to be happy.
