Well, this has been a overdue chapter, especially since my old laptop decided to up and die on me almost a whole year ago, so yeah. Pain in the rear losing ALL of that, but then again, I still have some of the ideas that I was jotting down in my heart and I'm still going to make them awesome.

Thanks everyone for your patience and understanding as I start using things I should have been using. One of those lessons is to definitely use Google Drive 'cause I've learned a valuable lesson about doing everything and saving it on a computer that I had for almost six years.

Then, life kind of got in the way. I had a huge project that I needed to do to finish college, finish my last job-related learning experience, lost my job from said learning experience, and had to go through two months of work to find another.

Before we start this chapter, I had thrown this idea around. A lot. I even wrote sniplet pieces of possible scenarios of this whole thing together (even AFTER the series ended the way it did), and after much consideration, I decided that yes, I'm gonna to do it.

Y'all ready to hear the announcement of where this story's going? Alright, for those of you who are gonna stay, I decided that I'm going to do the most insane thing that I never thought I would do in my writing career.

If any of ya don't like it, then feel free to read something else. I had already pretty much spoiled it a bit, so if you are not pleased, you're welcome to leave.

Otherwise, those who want to see when and if Vegito's gonna show up where and when, then please feel free to read on.

~Chibi Mirai Gogeta

"Ow! Why are you angry at me?!" Goku winced as he looked at the prince who decided to smack him in the back of his head.

"You should have told me that you heard Vegito's voice talking to you!" Vegeta demanded as he seethed with anger.

"I thought it wasn't important..." Goku rubbed the back of his head while looking at the prince as though he had grown a second head. "Besides, I thought I was the only one who heard him, so I didn't think it was serious..."

"It is serious if you've been insisting on us doing this 'experiment' for months..." Vegeta crossed his arms.

"If you feel like I wasn't supposed to be here, then I'll just head back to Beerus' planet," Goku frowned in disappointment.

"Fine, just don't do anything reckless, Kakarrot..." The royal watched Goku pull out the communicator and heard the lower class Saiya-jin talk eagerly to Whis to get back to the God of Destruction's world. It would not take long for the simpleton to return to where he came as Vegeta returned to Capsule Corporation.

He honestly felt a need to make sure that his wife was alright, especially after the incident with Sifir, who ended up leaving Earth to go who knows where.

'I just hope that's the last time we have to worry about something like that for a time...' Vegeta did not need to have another earth-shattering crisis anytime soon.

Especially with Bulma due to give birth soon.

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Days passed by in a blur as Goku trained on Beerus' world. And yet, he still had that unsatisfiable desire to fight stronger opponents. While he was thankful for Whis' training, he knew that the angel was non-combative, so he could not truly see where he stood in strength.

"You seem to be distracted," Whis noted the mortal's lack of emphasis in his training. What was truly going on in the Saiya-jin's mind at that moment?

"Well Lord Whis, I was thinking about the tournament that Zen-chan was going to hold..." Goku admitted honestly.

"You would do better to address Lord Zeno with the absolute respect he deserves!" Beerus angrily demanded as he grabs the young man's face between his sharp claws.

"Hee duzn't min' mi cawing 'em dat," Goku spoke with his cheeks being pinched and reddening due to the painful grasp. Beerus released the man's face by throwing him into the ground, and the cat-like deity turns away with a huff.

"Well, you should because he could erase us all from existence in a heartbeat if you show him any sign of disrespect!" Beerus threatened as his eyes narrowed.

Still red-faced from where he was pinched, Goku seemed oblivious of the God of Destruction's concerns. Then again, who could blame the Saiya-jin for his reckless behavior that he always seemed to exhibit? In a sense, it was almost though he had half-expected everything to work out in his favor, not factoring in any repercussions of any matter coming back to bite him in the slightest.

"Maybe he forgot," Goku suddenly assumed. "I should see him."

That alone made Beerus' expression darken as he seemed deeply concerned about the Saiya-jin planning to do something that he knew would be a very bad idea.

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Back on Earth, Vegeta shivered for an unexplained reason while watching Bulma waddle around. He saw his mate was heading towards the gravity room to exercise. While he normally would put up a formal protest, the events of what happened not long ago made him more overprotective of the blue-haired woman and his unborn child.

On Vegeta's homeworld, a father-to-be would not really pay much heed to these kinds of things considering the advanced technology that they would utilize to ensure that the unborn children are housed outside of the woman's body. While Vegeta had brought this up with Bulma, she still insisted on carrying the child full-term in her body just as she did with Trunks.

That was the other reason he had become so overprotective of her: if anything happened to Bulma and the unborn child, there would be hell to deal with an angry husband and father towards the one who caused this. If anything happened to her that hurt her in anyway, he would feel immense guilt for it, even if it was not his fault.

His inner musing was interrupted when felt Kakarrot's energy signature.

Wait. When the hell did he return? He thought that he had gotten rid of the other Saiya-jin, but he was back, and he was heading his way.

"Why are you back so suddenly? Are you still trying to get me to train?" Vegeta demanded.

"Actually, there is this tournament coming up and..." Kakarrot started.

"No," Vegeta snapped. Any other time, he would have been eager to go and fight, but he had been on pins and needles, knowing that any day now, Bulma would give birth. As if he'd miss the birth of his second-born child.

"Aww... why not?"

"In case you hadn't noticed, Bulma's due to give birth any day now," Vegeta snapped. "I will not participate in anything unless she gives birth..."

"Perhaps I can be of assistance," Whis seemed to materialize out of nowhere, almost though he was eavesdropping on the two Saiya-jins' conversation.

"What are you planning to do?" Vegeta demanded as the angel seemed to stroll past without pause, his staff materializing out of nowhere as he heads towards the room where Bulma is resting.

The prince, being the protective papa wolf, followed. Pride be damned if he would let a powerful being around his wife without his supervision. Even if he was an angel, he was insanely strong, and instinct literally gripped the Saiya-jin's rational mindset to protect the woman who was carrying his child.

Apparently, Kakarrot was following as well, though he might have just been following mainly because he was curious. Did he not have two spawn of his own? Why would he follow if it was not his wife that the angel was approaching?

"Huh? What's going on Whis?" Bulma looked up at the male in confusion.

The angel examined her before he lowered his staff where her bulging belly held the unborn child. Vegeta watched, both angry and protectively, mentally preparing himself to attack if he even attempted to harm his Bulma. The end of Whis' staff began to glow as something materialized before their eyes. In seconds, a baby's cry is heard as Bulma stared up at the bundle in absolute awe.

"Whoa! If I knew giving birth was that easy, I would have called you sooner!" Bulma exclaimed as she gently takes the child into her arms. Maternal instincts immediately kicked in as she lovingly welcomes the child into the world.

Vegeta managed to calm down, seeing the baby was delivered completely whole and unharmed. It was a good thing too because he would not hesitate to attempt to see if an angel is capable of bleeding.

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Unfortunately, the protectiveness did not leave Vegeta as he stood on the edge of the building, briefly transforming instantly into a Super Saiya-jin Blue. He did it whenever his daughter cried tears and was not going too far as the others cooed and awed at the newborn baby girl. He was thinking of names that would fit her, and before he could say it, Bulma announced the child's name: Bulla.

Why would his wife name her that? Vegeta thought the child deserved a Saiya-jin name that was more fitting. He had thought of calling her Eschalot, especially since it sounded like a fine name for a princess.

The little darling princess he was holding in his arms at the moment as he looked at her.

An innocent, young life that he was responsible for bringing into the world. A world without violence and bloodshed. A world where she could grow up without her life being threatened.

Or so the prince thought.

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"What? You want me to go where?!" Vegeta exclaimed angrily. Thankfully, Bulla was with Bulma or he would start teaching his daughter not to trust a cheery Saiya-jin who likes bringing about chaos and trouble.

"To talk to Frieza so we can talk him into joining us for the tournament..." Kakarrot answered.

"Why the hell do you think I'd be willing to go with you?" Vegeta questioned, clearly not liking where this whole conversation is going.

"Please Vegeta! I need your help if we're going to convince him!" Kakarrot pleaded.

"Tch... you're biting off more than you can chew," Vegeta scoffed. "You should go and drag him here by his tail if you really want him to join."

Kakarrot only had to flash the Potara earring to make the prince scowl further. This was yet another horrible idea, and he was clearly about to unjoin this whole farce of a tournament.

"Please Vegeta?!" Kakarrot pleaded as he clapped his hands together in front of himself and bowed ever so slightly in shame. "This is very important!"

"Why? You have others that can join!" Vegeta was at his limit. Why did the clown want him to help this bad? First, it was to join this tournament nonsense and now, he was asking for help to subdue Frieza.

"I... I'll tell you later," Kakarrot reassured. "I would say it now, but you just have to trust me!"

Trust? There was something within the way he was talking. Something that he had done that he could not go back on. What did he do this time?

"If it means that I get the pleasure of punching the grin off his face, then let's get this farce over with..." Vegeta growled as he decided to bide his time. He knew that he would ensure that Frieza would not have a good time if he was dragged along with this whole tournament escapade.

After what Frieza had done to him twice, the prince would ensure that he had his way with the former despot, even if it meant getting a chance to drag the bastard across hot coals himself.