A very merry christmas with Vegeta and Goku

"Vegeta did you really forget again?!"

"Of course I didn't! How can I with you rambling on about it for the last two months. I just choose to not acknowledge it. You Earthlings and you're stupid traditions!"

" 'Geta I don't want to fight with you. It's going to be Christmas tomorrow! It's time for love, kindness and happiness!  Now I'm kindly TELLING you that this year YOU'RE buying Trunks a present. One that's special and comes from the heart. Can you do that for me?"

"No I can't. I'm incapable of doing such a thing."

"Too bad because you're doing it. It's not an option. I already got him a gift from me, now it's your turn. Do you really want to look into his eyes Christmas day, and see them full of hurt… and it would be all because you, his hero, did not get him something from the heart."

"… Fine Bulma I'll go. But don't think it's because you convinced me, I'm doing it out of my own free will."
"Course my love," she placed a small kiss on his cheek and continued "You have to go do it now. Oh… and you'll be having someone…. Company while you shop at the mall."

Vegeta narrowed his eyes in suspicion, "And who will this 'someone' –"

All of a sudden a figure appeared out of nowhere in their living room, right next to where the two had been standing. The figure had spiky wild hair, and had two fingers placed on his forehead. "Damn Bulma! Kakorrot?! REALLY."

"… honey this is his first Christmas with Goten. He wants to get him something really special too, so I assumed you could kill two birds with one stone."

"Oh I'll kill something… but it won't be a bird…" Vegeta was trying to give Goku his most intimidating glare; unfortunately he was unfazed by it.

"Awww Vegeta it won't be so bad! Promise, I just really want to find a great gift for Goten… I've missed so much. I have to make this Christmas the most special for him and-"

"Enough Kakorrot, I get it. Just transport us to the mall. The faster we get there the sooner we leave."

Bulma waved goodbye to the two Saiyans and in a flash they were both gone.


It had been an hour since the two warriors had arrived at the mall and they accomplished nothing. Vegeta was not the sentimental type so picking out a "gift from the heart" was very difficult. Yeah he loved his son but this just wasn't his thing. Goku on the other hand, just didn't know his son well enough. He got Chi Chi and Gohan a gift easily, but he only met his youngest son five months ago. How was he supposed to find the perfect gift for someone he knew little about?

"Hey Vegeta, I'm starving can we grab something to eat real quick?" he asked while clutching on to his stomach.

"Yeah sure, let's just check this store first and then we'll grab a bite to eat. I'm getting hungry myself."

They entered what seemed to be the 50th toy store they've seen all day. Every single one looked like it was filled with the say damn crap. Vegeta came to the conclusion that he would never find Trunks a good gift, at least not in this infernal mall. He left Goku alone for two minutes and quickly began to regret it. He was leaning on a shelf clutching his stomach and making the biggest scene he had ever seen in his life. He was moaning and whining about all the pain he was in.

"Kakorrot! WHAT ARE YOU DOING" Vegeta hissed. "GET UP NOW. EVERYONE'S LOOKING YOU IDIOT."

"V-Vegeta…. I can't. I can't go on anymore… I think I'm going to die from hunger. It was nice knowing you my friend." At this point everyone was staring at Goku the now "dead" on the floor and the now fuming Vegeta. Vegeta could not recall such a time where he was more embarrassed then he was at that moment. He grabbed Goku by his foot and dragged him out of the toy store and headed straight for the food court to end this childish behavior.

An hour later they both filled up on enough food and were completely full. "Vegeta, I think you just saved my life" he said while rubbing his belly approvingly.

"Don't talk to me you clown. What were you thinking?!"

"I was hungry; I don't even know what I was thinking… It was all such a blur."

"You're ALWAYS hungry. That's not an excuse to act like such a jackass Kakorrot."

"Hey no need to be so mean about it! We all do some crazy things at drastic times…"

"No just you. ANYWAY, do you have any idea what you're getting your brat yet?"

"No… I haven't seen anything he might like… What about you?"

"Same… Ugh I hate this holiday so much. Let's just go home… I might have an idea but I can't get it from a mall."

"Really?! What are you getting him?!"

"Pshhh like I'd be crazy enough to tell you, just so you can steal my idea! Just transport me home." Goku mumbled something incoherent to himself and did as he was told. Tomorrow was Christmas day… what was he going to do?
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Vegeta marched into Dr.Briefs laboratory and stood right in front of him to get his attention. "What can I do for you my boy? Need some more repairing on the Chamber?"

"No… I need you to make this" he held out a paper with a list of materials and a drawing of a design.

"Ahhh… For Trunks I'm guessing? I think he'll really like that. I can have that done within the hour."

"Good… Good."


It was midnight and everyone was fast asleep at the Son's house, everyone except for Goku that is. He was pacing back and forth in his living room, trying to think of what to get Goten. He's his son, it shouldn't be so hard to get a meaningful gift for his own flesh in blood, yet here he was trying to come up with one. Then he got an idea. He ran outside and started searching. "This might actually work… I hope he loves it."


"DAD! DAD WAKE UP! Santa was here last night! Come on, let's go open the presents!" Vegeta turned to his side and looked at the clock; it read 8 in the morning. He simply pushed Trunks a side and went straight back to sleep. 'It is too damn early for this.' Suddenly, the smell of pancakes in the kitchen immediately got him out of bed. He went right to the kitchen to find Bulma waving her finger and saying "no Vegeta. No food until we open all the gifts." He had no energy to argue, so he went to the living room to get it over with.

After 30 minutes Trunks was down to his last gift. It was a small box, and on top of it, it said "To Trunks, from your father." He tore up the paper and lifted the lid and his eyes widen with shock. It was a ruby red ring, but not just any ring. No, there was something different about this ring. In the middle was a weird sign that he did not know the meaning of. "It means Saiyan Prince. I use to have one just like that when I was a child… but I lost it. It had meant a lot to mean, so I hope it means just as much to you my son."

"Dad… I love it," he ran up to his father and hugged him and whispered in his year "this is the best Christmas ever". He slowly slipped it onto his finger and ran to his mother to show her.

"Alright, all the presents have been opened so I'm eating now. Oh and… Merry Christmas."


"Daddy! Get up; it's time to open presents!"

Goku rubbed the sleepiness out of his eyes and groggily said "Alright sport alright. I'm up; let's go see what's under that tree."

Eventually they were down to the last present. It was a small one with a card attached to it that said "goten". Goten slowly pulled the card out and silently read it, only loud enough for him to hear.

"Dear Goten,
Hey son. I'm sorry I was never there for you growing up… I've missed so much. But I just want you to know that I love you and will always love you. I am not going anywhere this time around. I'm staying right here with you, your mother, and brother and I'm going to see the man you grow up to be. I know that this gift isn't much, and I'm sorry for that. All I can give to you though, is all the love I have for you. I hope you have a very Merry Christmas.
Love,
Your father"
Goten opened the box to find a smooth, shiny black rock that was shaped as a heart. On the rock it said "You're always in my heart"

"I carved it myself… I hope you like it."

"Dad, I love it! Thank you so much, this is the best gift ever! I love you" he gave Goku the biggest hug he could muster and cried a bit onto his shoulder.

"I'm glad son… Merry Christmas."