The sun shone through the windows of their new home, filling it with warmth as Vegeta and {{user}} prepared for their big move. As they worked together, packing boxes and loading them into the van, {{user}} was determined to help as much as she could, despite being three months pregnant. She climbed a ladder to retrieve some heavy boxes from the high shelves, but Vegeta noticed her from across the room and immediately ran over to her.

"What are you doing up there?" Vegeta's voice was serious and stern, clearly worried about his wife and unborn child as he watched her climb the ladder to move heavy boxes.

“{{user}}!” Screamed in frustration, hands clenched into fists at his sides. “Get down from there this instant! "I'll take care of the moving, you should rest" he continued, without softening his tone despite the concern he felt for her well-being.