Group Therapy
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Group Therapy
Card
Sequel to Mental Therapy
Which
was the sequel to Hormone Therapy & Cross-eyed.
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WARNINGS AND DISCLAIMERS:
it, the twins would be in the show and everyone would be running and screaming in
fear of Goten’s insatiable need for chaos and sex. (However, I do own: Vegeta’s uterus, the twins, Trunks’ uterus
(when he gets one) and Gina.)
If you did not read Hormone Therapy or Mental Therapy than you will be
as clueless as newborn. You should go
read Cross-eyed, but you don’t have to.
There will be SEX. Between two
males and between man & woman.
There will be CRUDE LANGUAGE.
(Goten’s T-shirts will be mentioned.)
And this is AU. And it’s all
about humor.
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Goku
popped up in the middle of the lab, grabbed him by the shoulders and dragged
him out of the Capsule building—where Bulma had been trying to talk to him
about his fertility—and straight into the twins room where Goten and Vegeta
were sleeping.
Goku
pointed at his son (Trunks’ mate) and said: “Wake him up.”
As
if he was the one that could just wake up Goten any old time he wanted.
felt like it, but Trunks was just an outsider on that bond.
“Gina’s
in labor,” Goku said. “I’ve got to take
‘Geta to the hospital” He shivered here and cringed “So that when he wakes up
he’ll be there with her.” He did just
that, crossed the room, picked up Vegeta, slung him over his shoulder and
said: “Hurry up.”
Left
Trunks with his mate. Oh.
So he shook him—that earned him nothing but a little snore—and flicked
his scar. (That didn’t even earn a
snore.) Rolled his eyes, prayed that he
was not going to end up being pounded into the bed again, and opened the bathrobe,
sat on Goten’s hips, whimpered.
Mustered every single dirty thought he had ever thought and focused on
how very nice it would be if Goten were awake and ravishing him.
“Gooooteeeeen.” Bent down and kissed
the mark he had put on his mate’s shoulder.
Felt hands on his ass and smiled, pressed one hand to the bed and looked
down at Goten—who was very awake now.
“It
cannot have been four hours,” Goten said.
“Gina’s
in labor and they can’t get Vegeta awake.”
He sat back, felt that his little plan had worked but had the added
side-effect of making his mate horny.
Whimpered for real as he unwillingly rocked against that hardness.
Goten
yawned, touched the mark on his upper arm.
Tapped at it over and over and over until was driving Trunks crazy.
hips against Goten’s clothed ones.
Thought that for the one objecting to this sex all the time nonsense he
sure seemed awful eager.)
“ALRIGHT
ASSHOLE!” that was Vegeta, appearing in a haze of yellow light.
I’m up. Leave me alone while I
have my kid, okay?”
“I’ll
be there in a minute,” Goten said, “Gotta dress the Demi.”
Demi?
Vegeta had this nice thing going where they insulted one another continuously.
demi.
“He
doesn’t look like he wants to be dressed,” Vegeta said.
Disappeared.
Trunks
moved off the bed, dropped the bathroom on the floor and opened the closet
door. Was intensely aware that Goten
was looking at him, and thought that bastard better look because it would be a
long time before he got to see him naked again. Demi, Asshole. Call him a
demi. He pulled a pair of pants out and
slipped them on. Grabbed a t-shirt and
pulled it on, tossed another one to Goten and grabbed his shoes out of the
bottom of the closet.
“Oh,
stop being such a woman,” Goten said.
Pulled his shirt on. (No, it’s
not a Banana in my Pocket.)
“Oh,
go fuck yourself,” Trunks said. Stood
up and crossed his arms over his chest.
Goten
rolled his eyes—the universal answer to everything—and put his hand on his
shoulder, brought his fingers up to his forehead and IT’ed them to the
hospital.
~~~***
“Hey
‘Geta,” his mate said to him, “Did you hate me too?” He was pacing back and forth in the little waiting room, watching
Bardock attempt to look like a one-year-old human. (Which was not working, because while other little babies were
trying to figure out the whole round peg round hole controversy, Bardock was
building a replica of the Eiffel Tower out of the blocks.)
“When?”
he asked.
This
earned him a five-second pout, but he was the benefactor of Goku’s
sex-obsession so the pouting never lasted that long. “When you were pregnant.”
“No.”
child out of his body than wasting energy bitching at Goku about how it was his
damn fault that Vegeta was pregnant, because as they say, it takes two to
tango. There were a few times when the
Twins were growing up that he had blamed Goku entirely for their behavior, but
mostly, he never really thought that his mate was anymore to b for for the
whole pregnancy thing. But then, he
wasn’t a human. So he couldn’t
accurately gauge what Gina was going through.
Which made him start to think.
After all they did have dragon balls just lying around the planet
practically begging to be rounded up and put to use.
“What
are you thinking about Mommy?” Bardock asked.
Crawled into his lap and curled his small little tail around his
mother’s hand. Gave him that adorable
grin.
“That
did not sound good,” Goku commented.
Lingered in the middle of pacing and winced horribly.
against getting things pregnant and neither one of them had listened to
him.
“Mommy,”
Bardock repeated, pouted.
“I
was thinking about the dragon balls.”
“What
about the dragon balls,” he was prompted by the child.
would be laughing if he saw Vegeta getting prompts from a toddler.
“About
whether we could make Gina a Saiyan,” He said.
“Oh!”
Goku said from where he was now hiding in the corner. “That’s a good idea, ‘Geta!”
Of
course it was a good idea, it was his idea. And all his ideas were good ideas,
unlike certain overgrown mate’s ideas of where it was appropriate to have sex
and where it wasn’t. But he didn’t say
anything further on the subject, because his youngest twin was standing in the
entrance to the waiting room. Grinning
from ear to ear.
“I’m
going to kill you mom,” he said.
~~~***
Gina
was just staring. That was realll
sl
she could do. Stare.
Watch her baby blink. (Ignore
the doctors that were looking more and more perplexed about the tail with which
the baby was born.) Feel Vegeta right
next to her left and Trunks on her right, both of them getting all whimpery
over her baby.
Her
beautiful baby.
Her
Son.
She
looked at Trunks. “Don’t you want one
now?” He didn’t manage a response, but
he nodded. Looked wistful and amazed
and touched the little one’s head.
his finger through the hair that was drying and standing up on end, and she
smiled. Loved hery soy so much already
that she couldn’t imagine how she had loved anything before she had her son.
“What
are you going to name him?” Trunks asked.
o:p>
Oh.
names they had come up with, because she had forgotten somewhere between the
pain that made her realize she was in labor and the doctor ing ing her, her
child. He looked back at her and then
said: “Masuyo.”
Right.
his name to him, and then—very, very reluctantly—handed him to his father.
very far away from her, and frowned when even more people came in and
interrupted the time that she could have been holding her newborn.
family.)
Bardock
ran up to her bed, climbed onto it and lay down next to her, looked at her much
slimmer waist and gave her a quizzical look.
“Where’d it all go?”
“Right
here,” Vegeta said, turned their son so his littletherther could see him.
“Oh.”
“Well,”
Goten said looking at the clock on the wall, “It has been four hours.
to.” He kissed her forehead.
anyway—look on his face and then waved her good-bye as he left the hospital
room.
She
had to sit there with Bardock at her side as her mate hand Masuyo to his
grandmummy and then had to sit through watching Mummy hold her baby before he
got passed back to her. (Goku had
declined holding the child saying that he had dropped Gohan on his head when he
was a baby and wasn’t so sure that didn’t have some sort of lasting effect on
the child’s brain.) So she was holding
he son again, perfectly content to look at him, watch him as he yawned and
curled his tiny newborn fingers.
“Damn
that boy,” Goku said, “Just wait…”
She
was clueless as to whhis his meant, but Vegeta (her mate) was grinning and he
said: “Face it Dad, you’ll never manage to outdo him.”
“Yes
I will,” Goku replied. Looked adamant
about that fact.
“Not
today you won’t,” Vegeta (Mummy) said.
He picked Bardock up off her bed and gave her a nod.
“Just
whose mate are you?” Goku asked, looked at Vegeta. (Bardock, wisely, decided now was the best tto sto stick his
fingers in his ears so he would not be forced to listen.)
shuddered at this point “Then I don’t see why you wouldn’t want to!
“Not “YES, “There She Vegeta ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~**** Didn’t Gk: Did I
in public,” Vegeta snapped.
it IS. Furthermore…”
guys,” this was her mate, “Just had a baby, don’t need the disturbing
parent-sex talk. Go away and argue
about it.”
will be no arguing,” Goku grumbled.
Whatever Vegeta might have said in response was swallowed up by the IT
and the new parents were left alone in blissful silence.
smiled, sighed. “So does this mean that
Goten’s going to have girls?”
grinned like this was the most perfect revenge in the entire world.
make the word count I don’t think. Am
distracted. Not so sure I like this
chapter. (Wrote this chapter prior to
leaving, now five days later, is 3 in the morning. Am very tired. Just drove
for twenty hours. TIRED.
the other two stories…
get sex?
Vegeta:
You’ll never get any ever again if you even think of…
metro terminal* I hate that IT technique.
Goten:
Yeah… Well…
Gk: OH!
…
…
You’ll just have to keep reading to find out how
this drama ends.
Jaygoose: I just wanted to makee pee people
reviewed and didn’t get slacky just because I was going to be gone for a few
days. *huggles Jaygoose *
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Getarian:
Yeah,
I love the way Goku’s mind works. Such
a beautiful lust-driven thing. *sighs
happily* pan>pan>And Of course Vegeta would use
Goten as a threat to his youngest. He
is the master of battle strategy after all.
(Wink. )
Angry Monkey:
Free
Petting Zoo! ROTF!
Mechanical Butterfly:
Mwahahahahahahaha!
But alas, I was gone longer than projected. So hopefully the fact that I update every day will make up for
how long I was gone. *crosses fingers
and hopes. *