Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ! The Ankh: Last time on the “The Ankh”:
Their lovemaking lasted till the first precious moments of sunrise. Where a new day was conceived, along with their first child.
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(selections from Bulma’s journal)
March 1, 2001
I was out that day, just mulling around, when my water broke. I was going into labor! I screamed for Vegeta, I knew he would come, he was so sweet and caring.
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“Woman?! What the fuck is your problem?!”
“I’m having a fucking baby, you asshole!”
“So?”
“FUCK YOU!”
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It did hurt, but when Piccolo handed me my first child I cried in joy. My son, my beautiful son.
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“Fuck! Vegeta I swear if you ever, EVER, touch me again I will hack off your dick and shove it down your throat!”
“Fine, woman. As long as you don’t cripple my hand!”
“Here, Bulma. Your son.” Spoke Piccolo.
“He is so beautiful.” She gasped.
“What are you going to name him?” asked Yamcha.
Both Vegeta and Bulma answered at the same time.
“Prince Vegeta XVIII of course.”
“Trunks Briefs!”
“Woman, he will be a Vegeta!”
“Man, he will be a Briefs!”
“We will speak of this later.”
“Sure.” She snorted.
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We christened my son three days later, Trunks Vegeta Briefs. I won. Hahaha. I named Piccolo and Yamcha his godfathers, they care for him as well. I think well will share a wonderful life together!
February 23, 2010
Trunks has grown into such a wonderful young man. So smart, so strong. Piccolo and Vegeta train that boy 24/7!
I do get him breaks though, he needs to get an education.
Piccolo had attached to Trunks, like he did with Gohan. Poor Gohan…
I suppose every ex-bad guy needs someone to love. Vegeta has me and Piccolo has Trunks.
October 6, 2015
I asked Vegeta if I could remove the Ankh again today. He refused to let me. Something about he needed to stay strong incase earth is attacked. I dropped the subject, sometimes you just can’t argue with that man!
June 7, 2025
My baby got married today! I cried my heart out at his ceremony.
He wed a beautiful young woman named Helena Deablo. Piccolo and Yamcha were the best men. I sat in the front row and noticed how old Yamcha looked. Like his age! He was 59 and I was 58, but I looked like I was 25. I’ll ask Vegeta tonight again about the Ankh.
September 2, 2045
Yamcha’s funeral was today, he was 79 when he died. I’ve been grieving for him ever since he was diagnosed with cancer, he was strong and fought it with his feeble body for 7 years.
I surveyed everyone at his funeral: Vegeta was smug (big surprise there), Piccolo was indifferent, and Trunks with his two daughters, Sage and Flute, were in tears.
Helena had died years ago in childbirth with Sage. This was just another blow to my baby’s heart.
April 16, 2085
He died. Oh, god. He died! My baby is gone! My Trunks is dead! He died old and weathered while I still look like his grandchild! My baby!
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“Grandmama? How could you?!” questioned Flute between her tears.
“What?”
“How can you let your family grow old and watch you stay young and healthy? How could you be so cruel?”
“I-I”
“Never speak to her in that tone again, Flute.”
Flute looked down at her feet, even though she was well grown she was still afraid of her grandfather. “Yes, Vegeta.”
“Humph. Come woman, today has been very stressful for you.”
“Yes, Vegeta.” Agreed Bulma quietly still pondering what Flute had said.
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April 18, 2085
Piccolo died today. His heart collapsed, I suppose the emptiness that both Trunks’ and Gohan’s death left behind was too much for him.
Vegeta is so distant, he never speaks anymore. I asked him if I could take off the Ankh, but he refused. I told him that the earth hasn’t had any threats for years and there was no need for it anymore. He wouldn’t let me.
I noticed some changes in him lately, I think it’s the Ankh…
** The Ankh? Hummm…
This chapter was basically just so I could kill everybody off and skip like a hundred years.
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