Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dragon Ball XG ❯ A Proper Ending ( Chapter 8 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

The dragon stared down, taking in the words that the Tuffle experiment shouted to him. Baby Jr. grinned evilly. He wouldn't need to eat anyone from this point on. His father would be incredibly proud. This was too easy... He was now going to rule over Earth, Tuffle Planet, and all the planets in the galaxy and so on. He was doing exactly what his father wanted him to do, as if he was working through him. The Tuffles were going to come out on top once again.
The dragon continued to stare down at Baby Jr, however, as if he was expecting something from him. Junior cocked an eyebrow. What was the hold up? Shouldn't that dragon be doing something? Did he become ruler already? "DRAGON!" he shouted, "What are you doing?? Are you granting my wish or what?? Why are you just standing there?!"
Bra stood up to her feet, giving a devilishly smirk herself. She then turned to the dragon and shouted, "SELURUKOG!!!!"
The dragon smiled heartily. "Thank you," he said politely, "Now I shall grant YOU, young lady, whatever two wishes you desire..."
Baby Jr.'s mouth nearly dropped to the ground. They fooled him! They had an activation password!!! This one couldn't even throw a decent punch! He growled in humiliation. If he couldn't make those wishes, then NOBODY could!
"Dragon! Please--" Bra didn't get a chance to finish her wish as Junior grabbed her and slammed her into a nearby tree.
"Rotten little wench!" he hissed as he grabbed her throat tightly, "You thought you could pull a fast one on me, did you??"
"GET OFF HER!!!" Kumo shouted as he flew up and started punching Baby Jr. in the side to no avail. Junior, annoyed, raised his other arm and slammed the boy with his rockhard fist headon into a tree.
He then turned to the Saiyan Princess and grinned evilly, "Well, once I make you apart of me, that dragon will have to grant me MY wishes! Mweeehehehehe!" he chuckled in an annoying matter as he moved closer to her neck, ready to bite...
But stopped once again.
"What?!" he cried as he moved in closer once more, only to be halted. "Not again! What is this?!" He then remembered. The last time this happened, he felt the black-skinned warrior was holding him back.
The same thing was going through Bra's mind and she smiled weakly. "Uub..." she murmured, "He's... saving me... again!"
"No..." Baby Jr. growled as he struggled, "It's not just him.... It's ALL of them! They're ALL working against me!!!! GYAH!!!" Junior suddenly fell backwards, quickly catching himself before he could fall, and grabbed his head. "STOP IT!" he shouted, "This is MY body! I own YOU now!! Stop, you're weakening me!! GIVE ME BACK MY STRENGTH!!!"
He struggled more as he tried to remain on top, but all the commotion inside himself seemed to be getting worse.
Just then, as he was staggering back, he got slammed in the side by the saiyan boy. With his strength diminishing, the blow was able to send the Tuffle through several trees and down for the count.
Kumo quickly turned back to Bra. "Hurry up and wish already!!" he cried.
Bra nodded, and turned to the dragon. "Dragon!" she called, "Please restore everyone who was absorbed by Baby back to normal!"
The dragon smiled once again and nodded. "Very well," he spoke, "It is done." He held up his palm, emitting a small glow.
Baby Jr. twitched as he laid in the rubble of the trees. Suddenly, he felt an uncomfortable twinge inside his body, and a painful tearing-apart sensation as he glowed brightly and his large form began shrinking. Around him, people were beginning to materialize out of nowhere, quickly filling up the area. As more people appeared, Baby Jr.'s form was growing smaller and weaker.
Nearby Kumo and Bra, familiar faces were being spotted. "WE DID IT!!" Kumo cried, bouncing up and down, "They're back!! They're ALL back!!!"
Gohan and Goten rubbed their heads as they glanced around themselves. "Whew..." sighed Gohan, "My head feels like it's been through the wringer..."
"You're not the only one," said Goten.
"DAD!!!!"
Goten blinked and looked over, to see his son racing towards him. "Kumo??"
Kumo pounced on Goten, hugging him tightly. "Dad, you're okay!! I'm so glad!!!"
"Heyyy!" Goten smiled and hugged back, "What are you doing here?"
"Saving you, that's what!" Kumo chimed.
"You're okay!!!" Bulma and Icalla grabbed each other's arms, surprised and relieved at the sight of each other, "Thank Kami!"
Bulma then looked over, and smiled at the sight of her daughter. "BRA!"
Bra looked over. "Mom!" she cried, racing her, "Junior got you too??"
"Oh course!" The elder woman grabbed her daughter and swung her around, "Ohhh! But you saved us! I'm so proud of you, Bra! You really saved the day!"
Bra smiled, "Well, I couldn't have done it without Kumo, and you guys... and..."
"Bra!!!!"
Bra's eyes widened. She quickly whipped around, coming face to face with a thrilled-looking Uub. "Uub...!" her eyes watered, and she finally broke down and grabbed the Mohawk warrior around the neck, hugging him tightly. "Oh Uub!!! I'm so glad you're okay!!!" she sobbed in his shoulder.
Uub held her closely. "I'm fine... Thanks to you." Bra looked back up and the two pressed their lips together tightly, much to the delight of Bulma.
The moment was broken, however, as somebody nearby screamed. Many people, including the Z warriors and friends, tried to get to the source of the scream while the majority of the hundreds of people were turning tail and running away. Finally, they could get a clear view of what the panic was... in the rubble of some smashed trees, there laid a tiny figure, thrashing about, growling, wanting a human body to eat and gain strength from.
"It's that Baby-clone-thingy!" a woman cried, "It's still alive!!! Someone help!!!"
"We should have killed it when we had the chance!!!" the tall, lanky investigator shouted, "We oughta kill it NOW before it goes eating someone else!!!"
"That will be my pleasure," Vegeta pushed through the crowd, approaching the infant form of Baby Jr.. He held up his fist, ready to pound the monster into particles, when Uub suddenly jumped in his way.
"Vegeta, stop!!"
Vegeta snarled. "Out of the way, stupid boy!" He raised his arm up, about to smack him out of the way, but Gohan stepped between them. Vegeta cringed. "What is WRONG with you people?!"
"Just wait, Vegeta," said Gohan, and he turned to Goku's protégé, "Uub, what's this all about?"
"You should know, Gohan," said Uub as he faced the others, "You were all in Baby Jr.'s body with me. We could see his thoughts... Baby was the one who created Junior. He's the one who put all those thoughts in his head. HE made him what he is."
"Your point?" Vegeta gruffed.
Gohan turned to face him, as well as everyone else. "What Uub means is that in a way, Baby Jr. is a victim himself of Baby!" He pointed at the blue-gray creature in the rubble, "Look at him. He literally IS a baby now, a helpless creature..."
"If by 'helpless' you mean a ravaging little monster with fangs wanting to eat people like he's some kind of vampire..." Akira muttered.
"Do we have to kill all our enemies?" said Uub, "Baby Jr. didn't ask to be like this. If we destroy him just for who and what he is, we'd be no better than the original Baby. Goku knew how to show mercy..."
Everyone was silent. After a while, Vegeta finally groaned. "Very well," he sighed, "If you so dearly insist.... But don't come crying to me when that little turd bites you and starts this whole ordeal over again!"
"*AHEM*!"
Bra turned around to face the dragon once more. Everyone else's eyes bulged at the site. "Whoa!" Goten cried, "THAT'S the new dragon???"
"I'm sorry to interrupt," said the dragon, "But you do have one last wish to make, my dear."
"Oh yeah, that's right..." Bra put a finger to her chin, wondering what else she needed to wish for. Kumo raced up to her side.
"Miss Bra," he said, "You should use the wish to bring back Giru. Or maybe to fix West City, or even the forest!"
The head boss of the Tuffle Planet docking station approached Kumo and placed a hand on his shoulder. "You don't need to waste a wish on us," he said, "The forest can always regrow, and though it may be expensive, we can repair whatever's been damaged in the city."
"And besides, Kumo," said Trunks, "I can rebuild Giru good as new. I'm pretty use to it now..."
Gohan nodded in agreement. "It's better that we don't make the same mistake we did last time," he said, "We should use the Dragonballs only when we need to, instead of relying on them for everything."
It was that moment when Bra heard the wailing and thrashing about of the Baby Jr. baby. She looked over at the creature, and thought about Uub's words... and knew exactly what her next wish was.
"Dragon!" she called, "For my next wish... please erase every influence given to Baby Jr. by the original Baby... Give him a chance to grow up and live... like a REAL baby."
The others looked rather surprised at the wish. The dragon chuckled at this. "A noble wish," he said, "Very well, it is granted." One again, he raised his palm and emitted another glow. Baby Jr. himself began glowing too. Once it died down, he stopped thrashing around and snarling. He was quiet and still for a moment, then balled his little fists and started crying, like a newborn infant.
"Your wishes have been granted," spoke the dragon and he slightly bowed, "Until next time, I fare thee well." His whole body began glowing, and his form morphed into that of a bright light. The light dropped back down into the seven Dragonballs, which then shot into the sky, exploded in a flash of light, and took off in seven directions. Quickly afterwards, the sky returned to its original color. Everyone watched, amazed.
"Well, you got your wish," Vegeta grunted, ruining the moment as he approached his daughter, "NOW what do you plan to do with that thing, huh??"
Bra walked over to Baby Jr., who kept wailing and kicking. "Bra, be careful!" called Uub. But Bra showed no fear as she bent down and scooped him up. Almost immediately, the Tuffle infant stopped crying, looked up at Bra, and began cooing happily.
Bra smiled and rocked him gently as Uub approached her, placing an arm around her shoulder. She looked up at her lover, "Uub... let's keep him. We'll raise him like our own son."
Uub blinked. "Our son?" he asked, "But Bra... we're already going to--" He quickly stopped himself, realizing that he said too much.
Everybody stared at the two; family, friends, nosey strangers. "Going to... what?" asked Bulma.
Bra and Uub glanced at each other nervously. "Should... we tell them?" asked Uub.
Bra sighed and nodded. "No escaping it now..." She cleared her throat, "Mom... Dad.... Everyone..." She stopped, noticing all the people she never saw before but still wanted to know what she had to say.
Uub rolled his eyes. ".... Everyone who know us on a personal level..."
Nobody left.... until Vegeta flashed them a threatening stare and shook his fist. Once everyone fled for their lives and the group had their privacy, Bra continued. "Uub and I have been keeping a secret from you for awhile, and now I guess it's time we told you..."
"I KNEW IT!" Bulma cheered, "You're engaged!! You're getting married!" She hopped around, "He asked you on Tuffle Planet, didn't he??"
Bra was silent for a second. "... Okay, make that TWO secrets...."
Bulma stopped hopping around and remained silent.
"Well... First off, Uub and I aren't getting married."
Everyone sighed or moaned at the news. Uub sweated slightly. "Because... we're already married. We eloped over a year ago."
Everyone stared at them in stunned silence... until Vegeta lunged forward screaming, "BASTARD!!! I'LL KILL YOU FOR THAT!!! HOW DARE YOU FORCE MY LITTLE GIRL INTO SOMETHING THAT DISPICABLE!!!" It took the combined forces of Trunks, Gohan, and Goten to keep the Saiyan Prince from getting closer to the Mystical One.
Bulma stared sternly at Bra. "And the other secret?"
Everyone grew quiet so they could hear her answer. Bra took in a deep breath. "...... I'm pregnant."
Everyone once again was in stunned silence.... until Vegeta transformed to Super Saiyan 3 and once again lunged at Uub, shouting all sorts of profanity at him, while Trunks, Goten, Gohan, Akira, Pan, and even Kumo tried to hold him back, but were skidding along in the ground, unable to hold him still.
"Um... yeah..." Uub smiled shyly and turned to his wife, "Bra, I'll meet you at home later. See ya!" He kissed her on the cheek and took off into the sky.
It had to take all who were holding Vegeta to go Super Saiyan themselves (except for Kumo, since he hadn't reached that level yet) in order to anchor the enraged Saiyan Prince, who cussed and waved his fists at the dark-skinned warrior as he disappeared in the sky. While they struggled, Akira looked over to Trunks and smirked. "Told ya they eloped!"
Trunks glared over, "And...?"
"You owe me 20 zeni!"
After a while, Vegeta began to settle down and worked on venting his rage by that is breathing heavily through gritted teeth while veins popped all over his forehead. While he worked on his personal method of calming down, Bulma turned to Bra. "Well, now you've got THREE things to worry about... Your father wanting to kill Uub..." she scowled slightly, "ME wanting to kill YOU.... and not one, but two babies to take care of!"
"Speaking of babies," said Trunks as he and Akira approached the women, "Mind telling us where our girls are?"
"Of course!" Bra jumped into the air, carefully cradling the now sleeping Baby Jr., "At Kami's Palace. Follow me!"
Bulma finally managed to get Vegeta in a calmer state of mind (mostly due to promising him something 'special' later that night) and he scooped her up and followed Bra towards Kami's Palace. Trunks picked up Icalla and followed suit. Pan told Akira she'd meet him and Mizu at home later. She and Kumo were going to check on Tien and Yamcha, as well as pick up the pieces of Giru and take them to Capsule Corp. to be fixed. Akira kissed her cheek, then took off after the others to pick up their infant daughter.
As they soared through the air towards Kami's Palace, Akira flew up alongside Bra. "Hey Bra..." he called over, "So who exactly is the new dragon? What's his name?"
Bra blinked. "You know... With all that's been going on today.... I never thought to ask what his name was!"

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Later that night, everyone assembled at Capsule Corp. (which managed to survive most of the battles and destruction dealt that day) for a celebration dinner. They invited the rest of the Z fighters and their families to tell of how the Earth was in danger and rescued, all in one day. And to be rescued by someone other than a Saiyan (or rather, not the usual Saiyans) was even more impressive, but not as impressive as how Bulma kept Vegeta’s temper under control when Bra and Uub announced their two little secrets.
Everyone was at first leery of a Baby-baby being raised by the two, but by the end of the night, they were all convinced that Junior posed no threat (other than a lethal diaper change). It also seemed very interesting after years of clashing heads, the two rival species would actually be living together under one happy roof.
Over the months, Baby Jr. began growing, without the use of eating anyone, growing to sizes like a normal baby would. He was very happy with the life his adopted parents were giving him in Uub’s village, and to Uub’s delight, even spoke his first words “Daadaa!” As he grew, Uub and Bra noticed that his strength seemed to be increasing, but nevertheless, Junior never seemed to show any interest in fighting, but rather playing and having fun with all the other village children. Uub said it was a bit of a shame, since he admitted that he would have loved to see how strong the young Tuffle would have been on his own, without the ability to absorb other’s power.
Roughly eight months after the whole incident, the Sons were celebrating Mizu’s 1st birthday when an excited Bulma gave them a call. She had a new grandson, Zurosu had a new cousin and Baby Jr. had a new “little brother”; Bra had given birth to a healthy baby boy. She got her way and named him what she wanted: Pants. It was no surprise to anyone that she would continue the family tradition of naming their children after underwear garments.
As time went on, the city had been restored, Giru was as good as new as promised, and the younger generation was getting stronger and stronger.
Peace had once again regained its rightful place on Earth.
But how long will it last?

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A/N: A revised ending! Hope you like. ;)

"A Proper Ending" was the only decent title I could think of at the last minute... Do give me better suggestions....

And hopefully, it wont be long before the next chapter goes up. I've had the outline for the next "episode" for months.