Epilogue

"Woman! Would you hurry up and push the brat out already?!! I do have other things to do, you know!" Vegeta barked.

"I'm trying you bastard! I should have known that your kid would be an asshole, just like you!" Bulma snapped back.

"And by the way, you are dead wrong if you think I am ever going to let you touch me again….AAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!" Bulma screamed as she gave the final push.

Bulma felt the mass slide out of her and the pain subsided. The cries of a strong baby boy could be heard throughout the lab.

"Well done, Bulma. Little tyke's got a powerful set of lungs on him. Takes after both of his parents." Bardock laughed.

Raddtiz nodded in agreement. "So this is our future king, huh. Well, pleased to meet you, your highness." He said as he took the baby's hand in his own.

Bardock took the infant and began to clean him removed the umbilical cord (they don't have our same traditions).

He handed the baby back to Bulma, who was still teary eyed.

"What the Fuck!?" Vegeta yelled. Everybody looked at him with shock.

He continued his rant. "His hair. It's purple, fucking purple!!!!! No Saiyan has ever had purple hair. Woman, this is all your fault. Look at him. He's too damn pretty to be a strong warrior. You did this on purpose, didn't you, just to bust my balls!" Vegeta accused her.

"Vegeta, shut the hell up, will you! You are scaring the baby. And I have no control over which genes he inherits from me. You are just going to have to train him to be stronger so that the people won't pay attention to his appearance."

"Who cares what your daddy thinks? You are just adorable and he's just jealous cause now I'm going to show you more attention than him." Bulma cooed to the child.

"So, what will our new leader's name be, Queen Bulma?" Bardock asked.

"I was thinking about Trunks." She told them.

"Woman, I swear I think it is your life's mission to push me over the edge. I can just see it now. Run in fear! Here comes the mighty Trunks! Yeah, that name will earn him respect in the galaxy." Vegeta continued to complain.

Everybody ignored Vegeta and admired the bundle in Bulma's arms.

Vegeta looked on, feigning disgust, but the truth was, he couldn't be more proud than he was in this moment. His son would be great, he could feel it. He stared at Bulma and realized that his life was meaningless without her. He knew that his reason for living was for them now. And he wouldn't have it any other way.

Baby Trunks rapidly opened his eyes and pointed his arm as far out as he could above him and Bulma.

"What is it, Trunks?" Bulma asked.

Bardock and Radditz stood stunned.

Lydia and Vegeta were hovering over the bed, holding each other's hands.

The new King Vegeta could only look on in wonder as the two specters floated down towards the ground and stood.

"You didn't think I would miss the birth of my grandson, now did you?" Lydia questioned.

"You've done a wonderful job, Bulma. He's magnificent." The former King told her. He turned to his son.

"Now, boy, maybe some of the things that I tried to drill into that thick head of yours will begin to make sense. Don't screw this up, Vegeta. And, always know, that I am very proud of you." He told his son.

With that, the two specters disappeared. Everybody gathered around the bed again to admire the new future king.

The End.

A/N: I don't know if that was the appropriate way to end the story, but that's how I'm doing.

The final reviews are going to be what decides whether or not I write another one, so let me know your opinions. All are welcome.