Vegeta had come back from a long training session on a distant planet. It was relaxing for Bulma not to have her needy Saiyan husband around, honestly. When he came back he got to meet his second born child Bulla for the first time. He acted like he could care less, but truly he was proud.

“Why don’t you hold her Trunks?” Bulma asked the boy. Trunks threw his hands up.

“N- No! That’s okay…” Trunks said.

“Just for a sec.” Bulma said. Handing baby Bulla to Trunks. Trunks looked down at his little sister as she giggled in his arms. “Now” Bulma started. “As her big brother it’s your job to always keep your little sister safe.” Bulma said. Bulla giggled happily. “I’ll be counting on you, alright?” Bulma asked her son with a smile.

Vegeta had secretly been looking over his shoulder, but when Bulma looked at him. He turned his head back to the view in front of him. Bulma whispered something to Trunks and Trunks walked over to Vegeta.

“Dad?” Trunks said with Bulla still in his hands.

“What do you want, Trunks?” Vegeta asked, not a hint of softness in his voice.

“Mom said you should hold her now!” Trunks said. Vegeta silently scoffed. Trunks was accidentally holding his sister incorrectly.

“That’s not the way you hold her!” He snapped. “Give her to me!” Vegeta pushed Trunks back and forced the baby out of his arms.