Raditz had slammed his nephew in his pod five minutes earlier. Throughout that time, and the entire flight over the child had not stopped screaming, and it was driving him nuts. He stormed over to the pod and slammed it open.

"What can I do to get you to shut up?" he snarled.

"I want daddy!" the child whose name he forgot shrieked at the top of his little lungs.

"Daddy isn't here, but your uncle Raditz is." he said, trying his best to smile and only managing to look slightly constipated. "Perhaps there is something I could do so you'll be quiet."

"It's naptime." the boy said.

"So, go to sleep then." he growled.

"I can't." the boy whined.

"Why not?" he asked.

"Because I haven't had my warm milk, and you haven't told me a story. Daddy always tells me a story at naptime." the boy said in a superior tone of voice.

"Fine." he snapped. The others weren't going to let him live this down.

He went off in search of a source of milk. What a kid that age was doing drinking milk, he didn't know. Saiyan children were usually weaned by the time they reached three months of age. When he found one of the local females nursing an infant, he snatched her up and flew her back to his pod at top speed.

"You, feed the kid." he said as he shoved her towards his brother's son.

Two seconds later, he was stuck dealing with a crying woman, a shrieking baby, and a child that was yelling for his father at the top of his lungs.

"WHAT CAN I DO TO GET YOU ALL TO SHUT UP?!" he yelled over the din.

Five minutes later, he was dropping the woman and baby off back at home, and ten minutes after that he was raiding a grocery store to get some sort of animal milk. Twenty minutes later he was swearing as the container the milk was in melted all over his hands as he tried to heat it, and the brat started shrieking again.

"The milk's a lost cause, how about I tell you a story." he said, trying once more to smile and only managing a pained grimace.

"Okay." the boy said as he crawled into his lap.

He promptly knocked the child out of his lap, and got more shrieking for his efforts.

"Kakarot's got to be a saint or something if he's able to put up with that kid. I'd have strangled him long ago." he said before once again trying to placate the boy.

"Once upon a time, there was a planet called Vegeta..."he began once the demanding child had settled down in his lap.

"And, after being hit with a giant meteor, Vegeta was destroyed." he finished a half hour later, amazed at the fact that the child had been silent the entire time. It was too good to last though, two seconds after the wide eyed child blinked - apparently having finally processed the story - he started crying.

"What is it this time brat?" he asked, dreading the answer.

"Vegeta was destroyed!" the kid shrieked.


Several hours later, Goku landed in the middle of a field that had what looked like the entire contents of several toy and candy stores had been scattered across it.

"I've come to get my son!" he yelled.

"Shhh. Quiet, I just got the little brat to..." Raditz said before he was interrupted by...


"Shit." Raditz moaned before dropping his head into his hands.