... a night to relax. So me, Eight-teen and Chichi had a girls
night out.” Bulma said as she sat at
the table. “Chichi was the designated
driver. Me and Eight-teen got drunk.
Not puke and pass out drunk, but more like loss of inhibitions
drunk.” Bulma said as she took a sip of
wine. “Mom, after a week I was
born?” Bra said as she stared at her
mother. “I was mad that your father
missed the whole thing because he was out training. I had my chance to have some fun and I went too wild.” Bulma said.
“Tell me more.” Bra said as she
looked with angst at her mother. “Well,
Chichi was driving me home first. So me
and Eight-teen fooled around.” Bulma
said with a giggle. “When Chichi got us
back here. Eight-teen said that she
should stay here and sober up some.
Krilin would be mad at her for drinking anyways. So she dropped us off and went back
home.” Bulma said as she took another
sip of wine. “Come on, get to the good
parts.” Bra said with an enthusiastic
gleam in her eyes.
“Calm down, I’m telling the
way it happened.” Bulma said as she
leaned back in her chair. “We snuck
into the spaceship and decided that it would be fun without the gravity. We hung out for a few hours, letting our
heads clear up when Eight-teen bumped into me.
What was weird about that...