Title: The Diaper
Author: SilverAnaya
Standard disclaimers apply.

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"Tunkie’s up, Tunkie’s down. He-he-he-he-he." Vegeta smiled. His son, Trunks, was only eight months old and already talking – a little. Vegeta was holding Trunks under the armpits and raising him up and down.

"Soon you’re going to learn to fly like Daddy, yes you are," he said.

"Vegeta," called Bulma from the other room, "you promised!"

"Bulma, flight is not a part of training. It is a vital life skill. Hey, if you want, I’ll teach you too," Vegeta replied.

"I’ll stick with my DinoCaps, thank you very much. But can you please wait until he learns to walk?"

"Ok, I can wait. It’ll only be a few more weeks, anyway." Vegeta stops and sniffs the air. "Pee-eew. Bulma, Trunks needs his diaper changed, and I think it’s a nasty one!"

"Why don’t you change it this time, Veg," said Bulma. "It’ll be a good learning experience for you."

"What!!!! Are you nuts, Bulma!?"

"I married you, didn’t I? What’s that tell you?" she retorted. "But seriously, I think you should learn how." Seeing Vegeta’s doubtful expression, she adds, "I’ll talk you through it, OK?"

"Well . . . . OK," Vegeta says with a sigh as his wife gets out a diaper and some baby wipes.

"OK," Bulma says. "Step one: undo his outfit and his diaper." Vegeta does this and wrinkles his nose as the putrid smell of Trunks’s excrement wafts up towards him. "Step two: take the used diaper out like this." She demonstrates holding the feet up and pulling out the diaper. As Vegeta does this, a stream of warm liquid hits him in the eye. "Oops," said Bulma. "Guess he wasn’t done yet." She giggles. Trunks begins to laugh also.

Vegeta, knowing that Bulma still won’t let him get out of this job, forces a smile and wipes off his face with a baby wipe. "Ok, what’s next?" he asks.

"Step three: use the wipes to clean the baby up." Vegeta does this. His nose is still wrinkled, because of the smell. "Step four: put the clean diaper on and fasten it like this." She demonstrates lifting Trunks’s feet up and sliding the diaper under his butt. Vegeta copies her every move. "Ok, last step: fasten the outfit." Vegeta does this and Trunks gurgles happily. Bulma smiles and says, "That wasn’t so bad, now was it?"

Vegeta gives her a pained look, and then smiles. "Not really."
Bulma smiles again as she hands him the dirty diaper and used wipes.
"Now finish the job and throw these away."