"Is that the one where everyone goes around killing Clawfaws?" You ask. "I liked that one."

She shakes her head, unsure if that's a joke. "No, uh, it's about... love- and junk. And it's coming up soon."

Huh. "And?"

She kicks the ground, "Well, it's a thing where you give out chocolates to people you care about..."

"I like this planet's propensity to give away free food on holidays." You muse aloud, waving her on. "Go on."

"Well... only the girls give it out on Valentines, we get it back a month later, but that's not the point..." She ruffles her hair awkwardly. "The point is that I bought chocolate for all my friends and stuff... but then I found out you're supposed to make the special chocolate by hand- and my mom's really busy all the time, and doesn't really know how to cook sweets, so..."

She stares up at you hopefully.

>I'll help you figure it out
>Only if you tell me who the special chocolate's for
>Bulma's mom loves baking, maybe she can help you?
>Kid, you're eleven, forget about this stuff for now, okay?
>Write in

>>45439519
>Only if you tell me who the special chocolate's for

>>45439519
>>I'll help you figure it out
Sounds like fun. Crazy Earth holidays.

>>45439519
>I'll help you figure it out
Time for Adoptive Mom Kabu. Space Monkey's chuckles only quest where instead of a harem of girls it's collecting as many kids as possible.

>>45439519
>>I'll help you figure it out

>tfw you're Bulma's domestic

It actually feels nice

>>45439519
>>Bulma's mom loves baking, maybe she can help you?
We're a passable Saiyan cook; that should tell you all you need to know about our ability to bake chocolate.

>>45439519
>>I'll help you figure it out

>>Bulma's mom loves baking, maybe she can help us?

>Beside, it seems I have some chocolate to do myself

>>45439765
Next she's going to top in bed

We should probably check out on Mark, too.

>>45439882
Whoa now, don't get ahead of yourself

>>45439928
>>45439882
She makes a collar that lowers the power level of those equipped with it so she can over power Kabu

>>45439993
She molested me with science?

Man, I feel bad for Tien.

Then again, this guy has always been terrible at training.

>>45440176

Come to think of it, Tien literaly didn't learn any new move since the end of Dragon Ball.

Even Chiaotzu developed new moves.

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You nod, "Sure, I mean, most of my cooking skills come down to fire roasting meat just right, but we'll see what we can do."

Videl beams up at you, as you make your way into the kitchen. Videl takes a few minutes to look around the cookbooks, before returning to you with a recipe.

"They've mixed cocoa with butter now?" You ask, running down the ingriedients. "What a planet."

Still, it seems pretty simple; butter, sugar, cocoa and milk powder. Hell if this is a thing, you should probably make Bulma some.

You're half curious why she's never mentioned the holiday to you before, you figure she'd be all over something like this.

"Do you require assistance?" Boto's mechanical voice calls to you, Bra occupied watching cartoons.

"Nah, we're good." You tell him fixing the ingredients up.

You watch as Videl turns the heat on, taking her through the steps from the book. "Just make sure you don't over stir it, or it'll get runny." You warn her.

She's making a lot of it. You kinda have to wonder who its for... but you won't pry. If she didn't mention it, she might be embarrassed.

"So, how long were you saving up for the stuff you bought?" You ask her.

She laughs a little, "Not that long. Mom paid me to do some chores around the house, but thanks to all your training, I got it done in no time." Good to hear. "And you'll be getting some, don't worry Mrs Briefs."

Sweet!

She ladles out the melted together ingredients into an ice tray, dusting her hands off, as you start your batch.

"Hey, Mrs Briefs?" Videl starts again. "When's my dad's training gonna be done with that Korin guy?"

You scratch your chin, "I'm not... entirely sure." You admit. "Never asked how long it lasts."

She nods silently for a moment, "It's just... Since I was the junior champ, I got invited to this tournament on an island by this rich guy. I thought... he might want to see me fight."

"Well, if you want, we can go see if he can take a break for the day later." You figure. "You're sure this tournament is legit then? Not some creepy kidnapping thing?"

She nods, "Oh yeah! Kuri got an invite, and Goku and Tien, since they're all Champs too." She cracks her knuckles, "But they said that this one's a lot more no holds barred than the World Martial Arts Tournament. You're free to use any dirty tactics you want, as long as you win. Only rule is no killing."

Huh.

>I'll come cheer you on too.
>This one sounds more my style, where do I sign up?
>Write in

>>45440489
>I'll come cheer you on too.

>>45440489
>I'll come cheer you on too.
Tournaments are okay. Beating the crap out of Time Patrollers is where the fun is.

>>45440489
>I'll come cheer you on too.

>>45440489
>I'll come cheer you on too.

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Nah, still not your thing really. "I'll come cheer you on too." You assure her. "Besides, I don't think it'd be really fair to everyone else if I did."

She nods, letting out a little sigh of relief. "Cool. I... was a little worried that I'd end up facing you if you signed up." She fumbles inside her gi for a moment, before extracting a letter. "Yeah, here it is. Pawpaw island, hosted by X.S. Cash."

You kinda have to wonder if he's making up for something with a name like that. "So why's some money bags starting his own tournament?" You ask, pouring your chocolate out and setting it to chill.

She scans over it a moment. "I think... it's for his sons birthday. He's calling it 'The Intergalactic Battle Royale; with fighters from all four corners of the galaxy."

Hmm. "He does know galaxies are round, right?" You ask. "They don't have corners."

She giggles at that, "It's a saying, don't think too hard about it."

Still, if they've managed to wrangle in some alien warriors for this thing... well, it might be an interesting watch at least. "And what's the prize?"

She licks her lips, "A hundred million zeni."

You give a low whistle, "Damn, that's a lot... right?" Videl nods patiently, "Well then, if you're gonna win, you're gonna need to think smart to get past those other champs. Not to mention if any of our other friends sign up."

She grins, "I think I might be able to trick Gohan's dad into giving up, like he did at the last Tournament. But the other two..."

"We can do a run down on their moves sometime, see if we can find a weakness." She nods, smiling thankfully. "When's the tournament?"

She checks the card, "A couple of days." Man, they didn't give much warning. Alright...

>You didn't hear it from me, but Kuriza doesn't handle high temperatures very well
>Tien has a lot of moves that drain his stamina quickly, bait him to use them before your fight to tire him out
>We could ask them to take a dive?
>Write in

>>45441025
>Tien has a lot of moves that drain his stamina quickly, bait him to use them before your fight to tire him out
I don't know about the fight with Kuriza. I want them to fight fair, but I know Kuriza will win that fight if it's based on pure power.

>>45441025
>>You didn't hear it from me, but Kuriza doesn't handle high temperatures very well
>>Tien has a lot of moves that drain his stamina quickly, bait him to use them before your fight to tire him out

>>45441025
>>Tien has a lot of moves that drain his stamina quickly, bait him to use them before your fight to tire him out

>If you really want to beat Kuriza like this, though, you're going to need to observe him on your own.

No favoritism among our students.

>>45441253

Plus, it'll teach her to prepare for a fight, and to reach conclusions by herself.

I forgot, did we agree with the space kid calling us "Mom" ?

>>45441279
Which space kid? Lizard or the monkey ones.

>>45441323

Kuriza

>>45441253
supporting

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You have to think about it a moment. "Tien has a lot of moves that drain his stamina quickly. If you could bait him into using those before your match somehow, he may just knock himself. Or hell, if you do end up facing him, if you can dodge those for long enough, he's down for the count." She nods, taking a scrap of paper and scribbling your words down.

"As for Kuriza... I can't show favouritism in my students. You're gonna need to observe him on you own time." You decide. "Besides, it might help you later on to be able to detect an opponent's weakness."

She hugs your middle for a few seconds, "Thanks Mrs Briefs." She dances back a few steps, "With your training and a little smarts, I might just be able to win this."

'And a lot of luck.' You think to yourself, keeping it private. "Well, we'll see what you can do, huh?"

Speak of the devil... is that Tien?

You can sense him approaching from the north, flying down to the lab. "Watch the chocolate, I'll be back in a minute." You tell the girl, slipping out.

Hovering around, you find him in the middle of a conversation with Bulma. "I don't care how much it costs, I'll pay you once I win!" He growls, Bulma raising an eyebrow at him.

"Hey, gang, what're we talking about?" You ask. The triclops looks over at you, silently, before shifting back to Bulma.

"Tien wants a gravity chamber installed out in the mountains for him to train in." Bulma sighs. "I offered to let him use ours, but it seems he doesn't want to visit that much."

The triclops glares at her, "I. Like. My mountain." He says slowly. "Besides, you're rich beyond compare, it's not like you can't spare one."

"Maybe I could." Bulma retorts, setting her jaw. "But maybe I also don't like your tone."

"You-!" Tien growls, but Bulma swivels her chair away from him, back to her computer.

"Hey, Kabu, check out what I dug up from Gero's computer." She pulls up some blueprints. "They're barely started, but it's plans for a... Super Android 17."

Tien snaps at that, clutching his head at the words, screaming with anguish and storms tpwards the door, kicking over a few tables in the process, scattering papers everywhere.

>Tien, don't make me kick your ass!
>Whatever, let him go
>Write in

>>45441643
>Tien, don't make me kick your ass!
Acting like a damn child. Muh mountain. Christ.

>>45441643
"Tien stop whining and go ask Diol how to become a super triclopse already."

>>45441643
>Tien, don't make me kick your ass!

>>45441643
>Tien, don't make me kick your ass!
>While we can make something like that for you, you'll need to come up with a better reason for needing one on such short notice.

>>45441758
Or the whiny bitch can suck it up and just come down to Capsule Corp in like the 2 seconds it'll take him to commute.

>>45441744
This

>>45441772
Yep. But let's see his reasoning so he can either defeat himself or grow as a person.

>>45441643

Supporting >>45441758

We could let him borrow our spaceship, or even help him train.


Heck, we could just tell him about the Super Special Water and go check on Korin and Satan

>>45441941
I somehow doubt his ability to focus

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You float around in front of him, "Tien, don't make me kick your ass." He stops in his tracks, glowering at you for a moment, before shoving past you.

"You would, wouldn't you?" He mutters under his breath.

You float back in front of him, "Look we CAN make something like that for you, but you'll need to come up with a better reason for needing one on this short notice."

He sets his jaw, looking straight past you at the door. "Whatever, I don't need it."

He moves around you again, sprinting once he's out the door, before blasting off into the sky.

"I don't think he likes you very much." Bulma sighs.

"What's his deal?" You ask her, watching the blazing trail he left behind fade.

She shrugs, "Dude's got an inferiority complex. He used to be the biggest, toughest guy we'd ever seen, now he's got Super Saiyans and Super Nameks and Androids to deal with." She points to her screen, "And Super Androids. Much as he wants to protect the planet, I think he misses being a big fish in a small pond."

"Still, acting like a total prick." You point out.

"Oh, yeah. If he thinks he can bully a gravity chamber out of me, he's got another thing coming." She shakes her head, sniffing at you.

"Whatcha been cookin', good lookin'?" She asks, changing topics.

You smirk, "It's a surprise." You look around at the lab, zipping around at setting everything back in place. "You gonna be alright?"

She snorts, shrugging it off. "Tien's little episode didn't hurt me." She flexes her fingers, staring over at 16's pod. "Back to work I guess."

>You're taking tomorrow off, we're gonna have fun.
>Go after Tien
>Let him sulk, take Videl to see her dad.
>Write in

>>45442175
>>You're taking tomorrow off, we're gonna have fun.

>Let him sulk, take Videl to see her dad

>>45442175
>You're taking tomorrow off, we're gonna have fun.
>Let him sulk, take Videl to see her dad.

>>45442175
>You're taking tomorrow off, we're gonna have fun.
>Let him sulk, take Videl to see her dad.

>>45442175
>>You're taking tomorrow off, we're gonna have fun.
>Let him sulk, take Videl to see her dad.

>>45442175


>You're taking tomorrow off, we're gonna have fun.
>Go after Tien

Guy needs to be reminded how one become strong

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Eh, let him sulk. "I'm taking Videl out for a while, but first..." You swoop around her desk, tipping her head back and plant a kiss on her forehead. "You're taking tomorrow off, we're gonna have some fun."

She groans, "Oh lord, you found out about Valentine's day." She groans, "Alright, just nothing crazy like a trip into space, alright?"

You nod in agreement, tickling your tail against her neck a moment, before floating back to the house.

You step inside just in time to watch the girl put the finishing touches on gift wrapping her chocolate, nodding to herself, she tucks it inside her gi.

"Alright, let's go catch up with your dad." You tell her, "Boto, make sure Bra doesn't leave the house."

"Understood!" The robot chirps, snapping a salute, as your daughter and mother in law occupy themselves playing with lego.

The flight over Korin's land is pretty short, a blue streak with cat ear's blasting off from the tower as you approach, clutching a stick that looks awfully familiar.

Damn, it's got a power level on it too! The hell was that thing?

You pull up to the Lookout, Mark desperately trying to catch something off the cat's staff as the two chase each other around the Lookout, darting left, then right.

"Oh, visitors." Korin announces. Mark sees his chance as the cat freezes, leaping at the top of the staff, only for Korin to toss it to Yajirobe, who dangles it out over the edge of the Lookout, well beyond Mark's reach.

"Mark? You've got a visitor." You tell the burly man, feeling the relatively big jump in his power since the first time you met him, a defined musculature covering his frame where once there had been glamour muscles and pudge.

He looks around, Videl staring at the ground. "S-Sweetie?" He stammers, tears welling in his eyes. "M-m-my baby girl came to see me?" He starts to run towards her, but Videl holds up a hand. "Oh honey, I'm so sorry, for all the things I did!" He bellows, tears mixing with his sweat.

Videl gulps, floating up into the air, she looks him in the eyes. "I'm sorry I yelled at you like that. I can see you're really trying to turn yourself around." She finally murmurs, pulling the chocolate out and handing it over. "Happy Valentines daddy."

Awww.

He takes the box silently, wiping at his cheeks, before looking at Korin. The cat sighs patiently, "You can have a little. A LITTLE!" He repeats, as Mark tears it open with gusto, hugging his daughter one armed.

A few blocks finished, he sets them aside, "H-how's yer mother doing?" He asks.

The girl sighs, "She's fully healed, at least, I think. But she's exhausted, working overtime to keep the house."

Mark nods, "Well sweetie, as soon as Korin says I'm done, I'll be right back to help out!" He assures her, hugging her up to his face and planting a kiss on her forehead.

"Daaaad!" She whines, "You're embarrassing me in front of my teacher."

>Tease her a little. "She made that chocolate special for you Mark."
>Give them some space, ask Korin what that blue thing was
>Write in

>>45442833
>Give them some space, ask Korin what that blue thing was

>>45442833
>Give them some space, ask Korin what that blue thing was
>Other: ask Korin if Mark can take a short break to watch Videl compete in the tournament.

>>45442833
"Say what you need to say and be honest, Videl. If you do it with enough confidence, it wont be embarrassing."
>Give them some space, ask Korin what that blue thing was

>>45442833
>>Give them some space, ask Korin what that blue thing was

>>45442833

Seconding >>45442864

Damn, now I want Videl to win so that her mother doesn't have to work that much.

>>45442833
>Give them some space, ask Korin what that blue thing was

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You give them a little space, walking with Korin over to another edge. "Say, what was that blue... thing I saw taking off earlier?" You ask him.

He chuckles, "Oh him? That's my cousin Z. He's suddenly decided he's real serious about martial arts and came by for a lesson." He shrugs, "Don't know what it is about him though, but he's already way above my league, so I told him to buzz off and train with someone else. From the way he was going, he might be heading for Roshi's house."

"Z, huh?" You stare at the direction he took off in. "His power was weird though, hard to nail down a number. What would you place him at?"

Korin sighs, "That's the thing, isn't it? He seems to be as strong as a human one moment, then as strong as that Broly guy the next. It seems to fluctuate on a moment by moment basis."

Well that's... odd. "Wait, you have a cousin?"

Korin nods, "Oh yeah, loads. Call ourselves the Neko Majin, there's a few of us wandering around. Though, I like to think I'm the most well known, if you don't my saying." He adds, preening one of his ears.

"Yeah, but you also haven't unlocked that weird power up thing either." Yajirobe points out. "What'd he call it? Super Neko Majin Z?"

Man, Tien would loooove to hear that. "Right, well, would it be cool if Mark took a day off training this Saturday? Videl's got a tournament, and it'd mean the world if he could go and watch."

Korin nods understandingly. "Sure. But that means you'll have to leave now to make up time."

Fair enough. The father and daughter split, Videl giving her dad a punch on the shoulder that ends up barelling him over backwards.

He laughs it off, and the two part ways smiling at each other.

Touching down back home, you pat the girl on the head. "That was very big of you Videl."

>Good hustle today kid, time to head home
>Wanna spar? It's time you fought someone who outmatches you
>Write in

>>45443374
>>Wanna spar? It's time you fought someone who outmatches you

>>45443374
>Wanna spar? It's time you fought someone who outmatches you

>>45443374
>Wanna spar? It's time you fought someone who outmatches you

Alrighty, roll me a d5000+1000

Rolled 4010 + 1000 (1d5000 + 1000)

>>45443724

Rolled 3159 + 1000 (1d5000 + 1000)

>>45443724

Rolled 1497 + 10 (1d5000 + 10)

>>45443724

Rolled 1431 + 1000 (1d5000 + 1000)

>>45443724

We're not hurting her for real, though, right?

Rolled 3434 + 1000 (1d5000 + 1000)

>>45443724

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"Alright, before you go, let's get a spar in." You tell her. "It's time you fought someone who outmatches you."

She nods, gritting her teeth and running forwards a few steps, striking her stance on the lawn.

You suppress your power a little, keeping yourself at 2 million. "Alright, I'm keeping my strength around Tien's level. Let's see what you've got."

She nods, gulping nervously and pacing a circle around you. "You can't be this slow in a real fight!" You tell her, "He'll prepare something nasty if you do."

She rushes at you, feinting a punch, before blasting at the dirt by your feet, kicking dust up in your face.

You can still sense her energy, but she still disoriented you for a second, whipping around behind you, she goes for your tail.

You curl it away from her, sending her hurtling past, before throwing a measure punch in her direction. She barely ducks under it, before grabbing onto your wrist, swinging around it like a gymnast, she lands with her feet on your arm, before lashing a kick into your face.

Her boot catches you in the open eye, forcing it shut on instinct and forcing you back a step.

"Heh. Not bad kid." You grimace, rubbing at it, but she's pressing her advantage, ducking between your legs, she punches the ground under you, the blow enough to crack the earth under you and send you stumbling again.

Alright, she's good at using her environment to disorientate.

"Smart, but you still need to do some damage!" You tell her, regaining your feet.

She rushes at you, blow after blow streaking at your face. You manage to dodge about ninety percent of them, but she surprises you by landing a couple, her constant push forwards in the air forcing you to retreat to keep blocking.

You prepare a blast in your palm, enough to knock her back, without hurting to much. "Not bad Videl, now let's see how you like-"

"DONE!" She announces suddenly, pulling back from her assault.

Huh? She points at your feet, grinning. "First round is gonna be in standard sized arena. You would have just walked right off the edge."

"And what about when there's no ring out?" You ask her.

"Oh, yeah..." She sags her shoulders, "I'll have to figure something out."

Well... you have another idea. There's plenty of shapeshifters around that could take a match for Videl... but she probably wouldn't accept that.

"Think fast!" You bark suddenly, jabbing a kick at her face. She's still got training to do.

She dodges it by a hair, before you follow it with a roundhouse from your other leg, this time sending her flying across the yard.

She rolls as she lands, clawing as hand through the grass to slow herself, pacing her way around you. "I'll... I'll use this!" She shouts suddenly, rushing at you.

You prepare for her to blast more crap to obscure your vision, but instead, she flies right at you. "Bluffing? Huh?" You throw a jab in her face, only for her to explode in your face, ki blasting out from her body.

An afterimage?

"Devil Burn!" She screams, a blast catching you in the back and knocking you flat on your stomach, flames alighting on your clothes and hair.

You quickly roll around, pinching them out before picking yourself up, an ache in your back. That fire might just come in handy for her too.

Alright, that was impressive, you have to admit, turning to find the girl has worn herself out from the fight.

>When'd you start learning magic?
>Picked up my Afterimage on your own, not bad.
>You did good kid, get some rest.
>Maybe Gohan could take your place against the obscenely powerful opponents? They won't play around.
>Write in

>>45444327
>When'd you start learning magic?
Well we know where we can send her for some real training now. Baba!

>Picked up my Afterimage on your own, not bad.

Time to teach her the after-image explosion technique?

>>45444327
>>When'd you start learning magic?
>>Picked up my Afterimage on your own, not bad.

>>45444352
she used the exploding one, hence "my Afterimage"

>>45444327
>When'd you start learning magic?
>Picked up my Afterimage on your own, not bad.
>You did good kid, get some rest.

>>45444385
Alright...

>Maybe we can combine your fire magic with that exploding after-image?

>>45444327

>When'd you start learning magic?
>Picked up my Afterimage on your own, not bad.

+ seconding >>45444495

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"When'd you start learning magic?" You ask her, dusting yourself off.

She grins, "I took the initiative a few weeks ago, went and asked Mr Kami about it. Dende wasn't too happy, and mom thinks I'm gonna burn the house down, but I think I'm getting a hang of it." She snaps her fingers, a puff of flame bursting upwards, before flaring out. "And I modelled that move after Dragon Spit."

Neat, "And you picked up my Afterimage technique too. That's pretty impressive, requires a fair bit of control."

She laughs, as she touches down on the ground, "I've got a good teacher I guess."

You scratch your chin, "Well... if you could combine the two, it might be a huge utility in the tournament." You pat her head, "No lesson tomorrow, but that's your homework for the day."

She nods, picking herself up. "Yes ma'am!" She bows at the waist, before peeking up at you, "Have a good Valentines Kabuya."

You tell her likewise, and send her on her way, making your way to the kitchen. The gundar rat egg Towa gave you is still on ice, Bulma said she'll see if she can find a way to duplicate, might even make a small business out of it, if Capsule Corp can clone enough.

Speaking of... well, not quite the devil, but close, a box of chocolates sits on the bench, addressed to you in a flowing curly handwriting, Towa's weird curly X shaped symbol ardorning the front of the card.

"Have fun with your silly Earth custom." She writes. "I'll bring you along for another job soon. Towa." She even signed the her name with a little kiss.

>It's probably safest if you get these tested.
>Towa wouldn't mess with you now, take a bite.
>Towa? You here? These are friend chocolates, right?
>Write in

>>45444839
>Towa wouldn't mess with you now, take a bite.
>Towa? You here? These are friend chocolates, right?
And then we grew a penis.

>>45444839
>Towa? You here? These are friend chocolates, right?

>>45444839
>Take them to the lab and test them first

They might be normal chocolates for demons but for Saiyans they could like...turn us into a Succubus.

>>45444839
>>Towa wouldn't mess with you now, take a bite.
>>Towa? You here? These are friend chocolates, right?

>>45444839


>That's sweet of Towa, bu tell Bulma about them, first. Better not upset her, and she'll figure out if you can eat them or not.

Don't upset Bulma, guys.

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You glance around the empty room, "Towa? You here? These are supposed to be friend chocolates, right?"

A few moments of silence, until... "Oh would- YES! They're friend chocolates." There she is, stepping out in a flash of light.

"You really enjoy just hanging around my house, don't you?" You snicker, pulling the box open and sniffing one. Seems benign.

"All of reality across time and space is but a step away for me." She replies, "You were just so blatanlty incorrect that I had to stop by and remind you how wrong you were."

"I was wrong about these being friend chocolate?"

She purses her lips, stamping one of her heels, "You-! You and I both know what you were implying."

You smirk, taking a bite finally. "Mmmm. That's good stuff." They're even filled with gooey salted caramel in the middle. "Thanks Towa..." You gulp it down, wiping your mouth with your forearm.

She shrugs, drumming her fingers on her spear idly. "Figured I might as well, given our new arrangement."

"So, you and Mr Tincan gonna do anything romantic tonight?" You ask her suddenly.

She sucks her top lip a moment, "Mira's... romance programming isn't quite complete yet." She sighs. "As such, no. It'd be like taking a scarecrow to a restaurant to eat alone.

>Bulma might be able to help with that? She's studying personality programming.
>Maybe you could find someone organic that likes you, rather than building one.
>Write in

>>45445319
>>Bulma might be able to help with that? She's studying personality programming.

>>45445319
>Maybe you could find someone organic that likes you, rather than building one.
"Actually scrap that, it'd be easier to program artificial intelligence before finding someone who likes you"

Towa is the biggest NEET. Her only goal is to craft the ultimate Husbando

>>45445319
>Bulma might be able to help with that? She's studying personality programming.

>Write in
"Though if you don't mind me asking, why did you decide to build a lover instead of finding someone?"

>>45445357
Rude

>>45445319
>Maybe you could find someone organic that likes you, rather than building one.

>>45445319
>Write in
"Maybe we should double date sometime. I'd have to talk to Bulma about it."

Instead of the dragon ball quest MC house, I want a timeline spanning Council of Towas story

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5pYUHwIl0O8

>>45445319
>Maybe you could find someone organic that likes you, rather than building one.

>Or find a cybernetic already built who's into blue demons.

>>45445538

Of course! We should make her meet Android 17

>>45445445
ignore me, I'm not writing this idea down for later at all

>>45445634
Pocket Goku style? Where each Towa has a hero that they cling to and use to gain more data for their Mira's? That would explain why Bardock was under the control of one of the Towas, it's just not ours Towa.

You shrug, popping another chocolate, "Mayyyybe you could find someone organic that likes you, rather than building one." You tell her. "You're not exactly lacking in... assets."

She pouts a little, "But... I spent so long making him."

"I assume you spent as long on Churai, and you seem to have gotten over her rather quickly." You point out. "You can still keep them as warriors, just, you know... you don't need to make them a pleasure device on top of that."

Her fingernails make a clicking noise as they continue bouncing off the shaft of her spear, Towa looking unsure of herself. "I suppose... I could give it another shot." She sighs.

You clap her on the shoulder, "That's the spirit." You offer her your chocolates and she takes one, chewing slowly.

"I'll... give it a dry run." She sighs. "No promises, and I won't scrap Mira's di -ahem- anatomically correct features just yet."

You smirk, helping yourself to one more chocolate, "Well, I'm afraid to say, Krillin's off the table now, I think. Haven't seen him and a while, but I think he's with Tore."

Towa sucks her teeth for a moment, staring at you hard. "Very amusing." She takes your hand from her shoulder, before holding one of hers out. "Put your tail in my hand a moment." You hesitate and she flicks her eyes up to you. "Come on, I'll be gentle. I won't bite"

>"Towa, what did we say about hitting on me?
>"Yeah, that's crossing a line, I'll keep my tail where I can see it."
>She hasn't messed with you so far, give it a shot
>Write in

>>45445981
>She hasn't messed with you so far, give it a shot

>>45445981
>>She hasn't messed with you so far, give it a shot

>>45445981
>She hasn't messed with you so far, give it a shot

>>45445981
>Disappointedly say "Awww, no fun"
>Put our tail in her hand

>>45445981
>She hasn't messed with you so far, give it a shot

>>45445981
>She hasn't messed with you so far, give it a shot
>"Towa, what did we say about hitting on me?"

>>45445981
>Write in
"Fine, but you'll lose an eye if anything happens to my tail."

>>45445981
>>"Towa, what did we say about hitting on me?

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Eh, she hasn't messed with you so far today. You spin and unfurl it, placing it gently in her grip.

"Hold still." She warns, a red flash of magic lighting up the room behind you.

You crane back, feeling a few weights dangling off your tail, spotting three golden rings bound to the limb at quarter intervals, resplendent with shining diamonds. "There, a lost piece of Saiyan culture for you, just like the dance-gladiators back home."

They shine and glimmer as you swish your tail back and forth. "Catch a lot of those shows, did you?"

She stays silent, another flash of light from her fingers buzzing into the limb. "There you go."

There seems to be no difference. "Did you uhhhh- mess up? You didn't really do anything."

She smirks, "I'll think you find that I made a... minor adjustment to your nervous system. For the next forty eight hours, instead of pain, your tail will react by shooting pleasure to your brain."

For emphasis, she brushes a patch of fur with her thumb roughly and-

Hooooooooh! You feel your knees go shaky for a second, before staggering away from her, curling the limb back to yourself, a twinge of satisfaction as you dab it experimentally.

"Towa, that's-" You begin.

"You can tell your wife she's welcome." Towa chuckles. "I'm aware that she has a certain... base fondness for that part of you."

"I do like that tail of hers." Bulma agrees, letting herself into the house, pressing a kiss to your cheek, before stumbling into another room. "The question is, how do YOU know we use it that way?"

Towa freezes like a deer in headlights.

>"Towa, come on, that's just creepy."
>Give her the benefit of the doubt, you've been using your tail that way for years
>"We do talk about it a lot Bulma."
>Write in

>>45446440
>>"We do talk about it a lot Bulma."

Tail Rings, neat

>>45446440
>Give her the benefit of the doubt, you've been using your tail that way for years

>>45446440
>"We do talk about it a lot Bulma."

>>45446440
>Give her the benefit of the doubt, you've been using your tail that way for years

I'm sure if humans had tails, they'd find a way to use them for those types of things too.

>>45446440

>"We do talk about it a lot Bulma."

>>45446440
>"We do talk about it a lot Bulma."

>>45446440
"She probably watches us at home. Like a late night sit-com. You got any other favorite channels Towa? Howabout the Tienshinhan power hour?"

>>45446698
>the Tienshinhan power hour

But it stoped airing ages ago.

>>45446440
>Spying isn't very polite. You know if you want to join us you should just ask...

I honestly think Bulma and Kabu should fuck Towa's daylights out.

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You shrug it off, "We do talk about it a lot Bulma. Doesn't mean Towa was spying on us."

You flash your tail back and forth, watching the rings jingle as the last rays of the sun shine in through the door.

"Yes, I just overheard you two discussing it!" Towa adds, rather unnecessarily, grabbing at her spear, "Now, if you don't mind, I must get going right now. Goodbye."

With a flash of red, she's gone. You can't help but think about that blue haired robot she'd built, as Bulma re-emerges, pinning her hair back.

"I think I'm starting to get sick of all this puff." Bulma sighs, bouncing her huge do up and down a bit. "Might get it cut down short some time soon. Maybe a bob cut."

You watch her move, eyes lingering on the rings as she takes your hand, "I dunno, I'll miss the poofiness." You tell her.

She shrugs, "Well, we'll see what happens." She smirks, cranking the door open. "For now..."


You awaken with a satisfied noise, her familiar body warmth pressed against you from above. She'd fallen asleep on top of you, one hand still holding one of yours. Slipping the only tail ring still left on your tail off for now, you place them on the table by the bed, you wake her with a kiss and another hour or so of tail related activities, before you stagger to the bathroom.

Once there, she insists on yet another round, until the shower water runs cold.

Good lord she's insatiable today.

Finally, after breakfast in bed, you make your way to the kitchen for water. Bulma's mom says she can take Bra off your hands for today.

>Let's hit the amusement park
>Find a nice quiet beach, kick back and relax
>Let's go on a double date with...
>Bring Bra along, family day out
>Write in

Time for OPINIONS
http://strawpoll.me/6829282

>>45446932
>Let's go on a double date with...
Tienshinhan and Launch

If he does it, will give him the gravity machine.
If Launch agrees...uh..money?

>>45446932
>>Find a nice quiet beach, kick back and relax

>>45446963
Launch gave up on Tien, rightfully, and is fucking Diol now

>>45446956
>No Towa and Lazuli option
Lame

>>45446932
>Find a nice quiet beach, kick back and relax

>>45446956
2nd option for sure. I think she needs it.

>>45446989
those are literally the first options

>>45447006

Anon meant "the two of them together", I think

>>45446932
>Find a nice quiet beach, kick back and relax

>>45446932

>Find a nice quiet beach, kick back and relax

>Bring a traditional Saiyan picnic, and see if you can show your wife some dance-gladiator moves

>>45446932
Is there ever going to be more writeups of sexytimes with Bulma? As far as I know we only have the one, buried somewhere in the archive.

>>45446932
supporting >>45447080

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>>45447100
yes just not as frequent as other quests, because I said so

I'll probably do one for this thread even

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>>45447191
YAY!

>>45447080

Saiyan pic-nic: the meal that gives you the energy to hunt the rest of the meal

>>45447191
BUENO

>>45446932
This>>45447080

I've just realized Chichi never had a Valentine day with her lover, and it makes me sad

>>45447366
He probably thinks it's a food that involves chocolates.

Or hearts.

>>45447191

Sheryl is pretty gay for Henriette.

But to be fair, Henriette is incredibly gay for Shrerly, so...

>>45446956
>No "Bra" option
tsk tsk

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You check on Bra, "Make sure you're good for grandma, okay? She can't blast things like you can, so be gentle with her."

She nods along, and you fetch some supplies for a picnic, capsuling them all into your pocket, Bulma's jet is waiting on the lawn.

"Let's hit up a beach. Nice and quiet, just the two of us." You suggest. "Sun, surf, some nice food, I can show you some of the dance-gladiator stuff I remember? I used to sneak in with some friends as a kid."

She sighs, massaging her shoulders, "Sounds perfect."

You touch down in the middle of nowhere, nothing but blue seas in front and thick woods growing behind. The only sound the scream of gulls and the roar of the tide as you change into your swimsuit.

"It's good to have a day out of the lab every once in a while." Bulma sighs as you rub sunscreen onto her back. "I love the work, but man..." She glances up at your sculpted body, "This is a nice detox."

Between rounds of lovemaking, food, swimming, food, lovemaking, dancing, more lovemaking, more food and dozing in each others arms, you remember to give her chocolate to her.

"I wasn't sure if you'd like chocolate." She sighs, "You're so picky about sweets, so instead..." She tosses a capsule, a small mountain of preserved meats bursting out.

"God I love you." You chuckle, kissing her again, before leaping into the pile.

You emerge back into the sunset a short while later, having eaten your fill, Bulma bemused by the whole experience, pouring a glass of red for the two of you.

The two of you sit quietly, watching the sun set, Bulma in your lap and your tail on her thigh. "Alright, I'll admit, you made me like Valentines again." She sighs. "Kinda fell off the thing after Yamcha and I split on one."

"I'm good at making you like a lot of things." You point, kissing her cheek as the last hair of the sun dips below the horizon, dusk properly setting on you both.

"One more for the road?" She asks, tickling your tail.

Insatiable this one.

You fly her home yourself, giggling and half drunk still, she's in no state to fly.

A few more boxes of chocolate have been stuffed in the mail box you notice, one for each of you from Chichi, Teito sent one too. None from Risel, but she might not know of the tradition.

Huh, there's one from Lazuli. "When did she get back?" You glance up at her window, and sure enough her bedroom light is on.

>Go up and say hi.
>Nah, more Bulma time
>Write in

>>45447846
>Go up and say hi.
She just saw her parents, she might need some comforting.

>>45447846
>Go up and say hi.

>>45447846
>Go up and say hi.

>>45447846
>Go up and say hi.

Meeting one's parents might not be so great of an experience. Wouldn't hurt to see if she needs any support or someone to punch.

>>45447833
>as you change into your swimsuit.
I'm guessing that lasted what, 10 seconds?

>"Mommy, why is your suntan all over, but the other mommies have white patches where there swimsuits were? "
>"Because I'm a sayan"
>"Oh, ok"

>>45447846
>tuck Bulma into bed, she's had a busy day.
>Then go up and say hi

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You float up to the balcony, knocking. "Hey." Her brother greets you, his usual bravado gone.

The two are slumped over each other, looking exhausted. "How'd it go?" You ask.

Lapis sighs. "Dad's still a hardass. Says he's sorry for what happened to us, but he couldn't have us under his roof with all the trouble we were causing."

Lazuli joins in, "Apparently we were major delinquents, starting fires, bringing knives to school, cheating on tests... we got kicked out of four separate high schools."

"And your mom?" You press.

"She was... mom." Lazuli groans, "I never realised how sad she looked when we were kids. But we were dirt poor, and they had to keep paying to send us too new schools, new supplies, new uniforms."

"Old gal put on a tough face, but she was hurting bad." Her brother concludes, before punching the blonde in the arm. "Sis, you know where to find me... I'm gonna go get some air."

"Does that mean you're running off to the woods again?" Lazuli asks. "Because don't think you can hide. We have a tracker."

Lapis sighs, "Damn it. Well then we'll definitely see each other around. I'm gonna go... I dunno."

He awkwardly makes his way out of the room, kissing his sisters forehead and trying to give her an affirming pat on the back as he goes.

"You gonna be alright?" You ask her.

She lets out a long sigh she'd been holding. "Yeah... I guess. Just wasn't really the closure I wanted, I guess."

You remember the way that illusion of your dad had yelled at you on the way to get Korin's water.

You still haven't talked to Baba about seeing him, there's probably a reason for that. He might have loved you, but...

"Well, at least you got it?" You tell her.

She hangs her head, her arms limp by her side. She really needs something to cheer her up.

>You want the rest of this chocolate?
>Wanna get drunk?
>Write in

>>45448510
>You want the rest of this chocolate?
>Wanna get drunk?

>>45448510
>You want the rest of this chocolate?

>>45448510
>Bulma thinks you're cute. You wanna...
>Point at our bedroom

if not that then

>You want the rest of this chocolate?

>>45448510
>You want the rest of this chocolate?
>Wanna get drunk?

>>45448510
"Here, eat."
>Give her the rest of this chocolate.
"Life's not always great. Things don't always solve themselves. But you're here and you DO have money, and you CAN get an education. Or train, or see the universe. Maybe it's not what you want, but would a magical solution been any better?"

>>45448559
If Bulma wants to do that sort of thing, we talk to her first before finding another person to include.

>>45448559
She's probably not in the mood for that, and Bulmas too exhausted for "a weapon greater than metal gear"-level sex.

Chocolate may help though.

>>45448510
>Wanna get drunk?
>other: Bulma and my door's always open to talk if you want.
But getting drunk might help in the short term.

>>45448559
Fuck off already, Almost everyone's against that threesome idea.

>>45448728
http://strawpoll.me/6829282/r

chocolate it is

>>45448728
Not the anon you're responding to, but I'd like to point out that I'm not against it so much as I like the dynamic Bulma and Kabuya have. If Bulma wants to add a person once in a while, great. But what's currently going on is really nice and I don't want to lose that either.

So what I'm trying to say is you're right, but...

>>45448510
>Wanna get drunk?
>"I'm always there if you wanna punch your problems out of you, and Bulma is always there if you want to talk."

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"Here, eat." You shove a box of chocolate into her hands. "It'll help you feel better." You take the seat her brother just emptied, as she bites into a block.

"It's not helping." She mumbles, aggressively chewing at the food.

You lay a hand on her shoulder, "Life's not always gonna be great, things can't always solve themsleves. But-" You gesture around, "You're here now, with basically infinite money at your beck and call. You can go get an education, or train, or see the universe or do whatever you want. It might not be better, but would a magical solution be any better?"

She raises her eyebrows, "Haven't you literally used magical dragons to bring your friends back to life?" She asks.

Well... "Yes, but-"

She shakes her head, a small smile tilting her lips up. "Relax, I got what you meant... it was just funny to see your face fall like that."

She pops another chocolate in her mouth, chewing more slowly this time, savouring it. "You gonna be okay?"

She inhales, thinking about the question. "I will be, after I... process it all." A loud ding pops from her ear, "Done." She smirks, "Supercomputer brain." Her smile falls a little. "Not quite, but, I'll manage." She wraps one arm around your neck, "Thanks Kabu."

She clambers into bed and you hit the lights on the way out.

You step into the darkened hallway, before practically tripping over two small shapes in the dark.

You stumble for a moment, before righting yourself, a ki ball illuminating the hall. Chitsu and Bra are trembling in the dark, both dressed in pajamas and pointing at each other.

"IT WAS HER IDEA!" They say in unison. "I wanted to stay in bed!"

"We weren't gonna go eat the chocolate!" Chitsu squeaks, hiding behind Bra. "Th-that was Bra's idea!"

>Hand them a box, it's Valentines day
>No sugar at this hour, back to bed girls
>Write in

>>45449073
>>Hand them a box, it's Valentines day

>>45449073
>>Hand them a box, it's Valentines day

>>45449073
>Either one chocolates each tonight, or half a box tomorrow.

>>45449073
>Hand them a box, it's Valentines day
>but only if they compete about which one can keep a ki ball active when they're back in bed afterwards

>>45449073
>No sugar at this hour, back to bed girls
"You can have chocolate tomorrow."

>>45449073
>No sugar at this hour, back to bed girls

>>45449073
>Hand them a box, it's Valentines day

>>45449133
>about which one can keep a ki ball active for longer
I swear I'm not drunk

>>45449073
changing my vote >>45449125 to >>45449133

>>45448510
>You want the rest of this chocolate?

>You know...I had to raise two kids in rough conditions, too. Of course, them being violent and chaotic was expected, but it that's not to say there wasn't troubles between us. Point is, even at the worst time, I still would have given my arms and my tail for them. And I know your parents felt the same, otherwise they wouldn't have acted like this today

>>45449073

>tell them that if they go back to bed without trouble now, you'll make chocolate with then tomorrow

Eh, what the heck. It's Valentines day. You hand over the box you got from Chichi. "Just don't make too much noise girls, understood?"

They nod quickly, grinning wide as they hurry off. Thick as thieves those two. "Thanks Mrs Bra's mom!" Chitsu calls out in the dark.

They're good girls, they earned it.

You slip into your room, finishing off Valentines day with Bulma why watching a cheesy movie, resting your head in her lap and picking at the chocolates Teito gave you... with the occasional tail rub for fun.

Come morning, Bulma's the one that has a job for you as she slips her clothes back on. "Hey, mind making a quick jaunt up to the moon for me?"

You stare at her for a moment. "You know I can't breathe up there right? No atmosphere."

She smirks, leading you out to the lab and handing you some sort of gas mask looking thing, with tanks running off the sides of it, up the cheeks. "Portable respiratory device." She explains. "Perfect for a short space faring mission. I cooked it up last thing the other night."

Nifty.

You try it on and, it snaps to your face perfectly, a single press releasing the stored oxygen. "Well, alright... then what am I doing up there?"

She pats your bicep, "What you do best monkey girl." She leans in close. "A rival company is spying on us, with a relay they built on the moon. They're trying to steal our ideas and mass produce them before we can." She leans back and winks, "Knock that thing out, and they're dead in the water."

You stare at the gas mask.

>Too easy
>Couldn't you just tell the cops about this?
>Write in

>>45449533
>Too easy

>>45449533
>Too easy
BUT!

>Write in

Has Bulma considered sending this company carefully doctored misinformation via the relay, so that they make all the wrong moves and lose out big time?

>>45449533
>Too easy

>>45449533
>Writein
"You want it turned into dust, or do you want some salvage?"

>>45449533
a little bit of this >>45449579 and a little bit of that >>45449611

or in other words
>Have you thought about screwing with their feed and information? If yes, how pulverized do you want it?

>>45449533
>>45449579
This.

>>45449611
The relay was probably built by Capsule Corp a generation ago.

>>45449533

>Too easy

You nod, "Too easy. You want it turned to dust, or should there be some salvage left."

She considers it for a moment, "Dust it sounds good. I'm pretty sure they already stole the idea for that rebreather."

Done and done. You climb into your old pod, you really don't need a ship for this.

Man... after so long without use, the old girls pretty dusty. "I'll give you a good waxing, once we're home." You tell her, carrying her out onto the lawn.

Clambering in, you jet upwards, strapping the rebreather on properly, your trip is a short one, slamming into the surface of the rock.

This close to a moon, you can't really go Oozaru, not that you'll need it. Staring up at the earth, seeing the morning rise over West City.

Alright, time to blow some shit up. You blast off around it, noticing a few craters filled with carrots... for some reason, you zip on, spotting a small moon base that's been set up, a pressurised environment, with about a half dozen tiny ki sources inside. Scouter confirms, thirteen people, standard humans.

"Yo, what am I looking for?" You ask Bulma, pinging her with your scouter.

"It's just around the other side of the base, large satellite dish." She tells you. "Of course, if that base is still there, they might always put another one up.

You float around, pulvering the dish in a few blows, the pieces soaring upwards, before you blast them to ash.

>Blast the base, it'll send a message
>Pull the base out of the ground, toss it to land in an ocean
>Leave them be, they're just corporate drones
>Write in

>>45449898
>Pull the base out of the ground, carry it back down to earth and tell them to quite their spying or next time we won't be so nice.

>>45449898
>Write in
Knock on the front door.
"Hey guys I am reducing this place to dust in a few minutes. You have until then to get to a ship."

>>45449898
>Pull the base out of the ground, toss it to land in an ocean
We're trying to kill less, after all.

>>45449898
>>Pull the base out of the ground, toss it to land in an ocean

>45449898
>Spin the moon around the other way to where the relay in the dark side

>>45449898
>Pull the base out of the ground, carry it back down to earth and tell them to quite their spying or next time we won't be so nice.

>>45449898
>>45450101
Seconding.

>>45450101
>>45449898
I second the motion. A girl picks up your facility and flies it back to earth? She's being polite. And polite only goes so far.

>>45449898
>>45449936
Supporting.

Ah, you'll be nice.

You rip the supports still anchoring it to the moon out, fetching a tow cable from your pod, you firmly anchor it to the base, the muffled screams of those inside growing louder as they come investigate what's happening.

A fist pounds into a window near you, muffled screaming coming from within.

You just wave and point back to the earth, before hurling the base upwards.

It starts to soar upwards, back towards the earth, dragging your pod along for the ride.

You slip into your pod and close it, letting the base get sucked out of the moon's orbit for a few minutes, it starts to accelerate downwards.

You gun the pod's engines, upwards and forwards, slowing your descent back through the atmosphere, you end up bringing the two to a... mostly gentle landing out in the wastes outside Orange Star City.

They spill out as soon as you hit solid ground, while you land the pod.

They come streaming towards you, and you open the pod door. You silence them by unleashing a blast, obliterating the now empty moon base. "Hey guys." You lean forward on your hands. "Friendly warning, if ya spy on Capsule Corp again, I won't be so nice. Got it?"

They flee backwards, away from you, scattering in every direction, as you gun your pod back home.

"Done and done." You tell a satisfied Bulma, before giving your pod the promised wax and clean out, coming out with a magazine...

"Space sluts gone nuts?" Bulma asks, leaning over your shoulder.

You shrug, "Hey, I wasn't always married to you. Sometimes you're imagination doesn't cut it when you're drifting for months in space and..." You flip to a page, trying to figure out how to pronounce the name. "Yika- Yeeka?- here would keep me company."

Bulma snorts, taking it from you and thumbing through it, pausing every so often as she tried to figure out where some races sex organs are.

"Well." She finally smirks, tucking it back inside. "Always good to learn something new."

You stow the pod away, just in time to feel a tug at your leg. "Mrs Briefs?" Chitsu asks, her face sticky with chocolate, Bra beside her. "What are those?"

She points at your tail, oh Kais, you're still wearing them!

>Nothing, just some jewellery
>A present from Towa. Only grown ups can wear them
>Write in

>>45450432
>A present from Towa. Only grown ups can wear them

>>45450432
>A present from Towa. Only grown ups can wear them

>>45450432
>A present from Towa. Only grown ups can wear them

>>45450432
>>A present from Towa. Only grown ups can wear them

>>45450432
>Nothing, just some jewellery
>Please, no need to be so formal! I've seen you naked.
>Just call me "Auntie," or "Mom 2: Electric Boogaloo," or "Super Saiyan God Mother."

>>45450432
>Write in
"Some jewelry that's part of our old Saiyan culture. I'll tell you about it sometime, but first we need to get you cleaned up."

>>45450545
Second.

I think they have a non-sexual purpose to them too, given that Towa said they were like those of Dance-Gladiators. Why don't we tell them that?

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"A present from Towa." You tell them, before thinking it through. "Only grown ups can wear them. Any little girls that try them on get... cursed so they can only ever... see the colour blue!"

"I like blue!" Chitsu laughs excitedly, reaching up at them.


Nope! "I mean the colour grey!" You tell her and she scrunches up her face, dropping her hand. There we go. "And hey, Chitsu, come on call me auntie, or... mom 2; electric boogaloo or something like that."

She stares up at you, parsing your sentence together for a moment. "Okay Mrs Briefs!" She agrees with a bright smile

Definitely her father's kid. You start to tell her again, when you hear a familiar whistle, "The hell? More pods?" You step outside, feeling to rather minor powers coming right at you. "Girls, stick behind me, just in case." You warn them as the ships come to a gentle slow, landing on the lawn.

One of the pods hiss open, mist pooling out, spikey hair poking out...

"Greetings!" Tarble's head pokes out, beaming at you. "We're here to visit! We spent a lovely summer with my wife's parents, and now...." He hurries over to her pod, hitting a switch, it hisses open, "I present, the brand new princess of all Saiyans!"

His wife is holding a... well, that's certainly a hybrid alright. Kinda cute, in it's own way. "What's her name."

"Krop!" His wife tells you with a warm smile, "She's the prettiest little princess the galaxies ever seen."

Huh.

>Good to see you two back.
>The Saiyan monarchy's done, Tarble.
>Write in

>>45450954
>Good to see you two back.
>The Saiyan monarchy's done, Tarble.

>>45450954
>>Good to see you two back

>>45450954
>Good to see you two back
Man I wish ghost Vegeta was still around

>>45450954
>>Good to see you two back.

>>45450954
>Good to see you two back.
>The Saiyan monarchy's done, Tarble.

>>45450954
>The Saiyan monarchy's done, Tarble.

>>45450954
>That name's crap.

>>45451162
No its Krop.

>>45450954
You alive still chuckles?

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You step forward and shake his hand as the woman climbs out. "Good to see you both back." You tell them, holding a finger out towards the baby.

Man, Vegeta- both of them- would probably be fucking furious if they saw this.

"Hey, Tarble. Did you know there's a woman on this planet that lets you talk to the souls of dead loved ones?" You tell him.

His eyes widen, "I-I could talk to my father? My whole family?"

"Sure could." You nod, before waving the girls forwards, "Girls, this is Tarble the youngest- nicest- son of King Vegeta."

Bra does a little curtsey, while Chitsu just throws him a peace sign, wiping her mouth on her tail.

The young prince chuckles, squatting down to their level... admittedly, not much of a squat at his height and more of a bend, "Nice to meet the both of you, ladies!" He extends a hand, his scouter beeping. "My, such power levels at their age? You'll make fine young Saiyan ladies, no doubt about it."

It's almost surreal. He looks so like Vegeta, and yet, he's being civil. Not calling them mutts, or bitches or whelps or-

He said a lot of things.

"Well, if you want, we can put you up here for a while." You offer. "Plenty of room to go around."

Gure, meanwhile, is already shorter than the girls, holding her diminutive child out for you to look at.

You take her, running an eye over her. "Tail furs coloured healthy." You muse, "Not sure what else I can tell you, other than she's cute."

Gure chuckles as she takes her kid back, "Would you mind if we went to sleep now? It's been a long trip."

You shrug, taking them up to a spare room, you set them up. "Just ask the servants if you get hungry." You assure them, as they collapse.

The next few days are pretty uneventful, Chichi, Raditz and Spike both stop by to train, all three of them planning on joining the tournament in a few days too.

And before you know it, it's upon you.

>>45450954
>Good to see you two back.

Kuriza shows up in the morning, with Videl, both of them wearing your hand made gi.

Bulma stays behind, apologising, but promising to make good progress on 16 while you're gone, while you bring Lazuli, Tarble, Gure and Bra along.

The arena is kinda interesting, a couple of platforms raised over the ocean on thin supports, the wind whipping around the platforms.

Lazuli seems to have made a last minute decision to sign up for the tournament too, her batteries fully restored thanks to Bulma, she's in peak condition once more.

You take some seats in the stands, as everyone who isn't a returning champ prepares for a qualifying round.

You even catch Towa watching, standing atop a nearby tower with some scanner in hand.

The qualifying challenge is set by a booming announcer. Last fighters standing on the platforms win.

You've got a pretty good idea who's going to be winning these, considering everyone else seems to be a regular human, ranging from 20 to 100 in power levels.

>Go see what Towa's up too.
>To Tarble, you should train with me some time, it'll be good for you
>Write in

>>45451540
>Go see what Towa's up too.
>To Tarble, you should train with me some time, it'll be good for you

>>45451540
>Go see what Towa's up too.

>>45451540
>To Tarble, you should train with me some time, it'll be good for you
>Other
Is he going to restore the monarchy when he finds the homeworld?

>>45451540
>>To Tarble, you should train with me some time, it'll be good for you

>>45451540
>Go see what Towa's up too.

>>45451540
>To Tarble, you should train with me some time, it'll be good for you
>Go see what Towa's up too.

>>45451516
>"Would you mind if we went to sleep now? It's been a long trip."
Wait, don't the pods put people to sleep when they travel in them?

>>45451713
I always imagined that flying in one was like flying in a plane, except quieter. Like, yeah, you could sleep, but then you're well rested and now you can't go back to sleep.

Plus, travel fatigue is always going to be a thing, no matter if it's by foot, in the car, or through space.

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You nudge the prince, "Yo, Tarble, you should train with me some time. It'll be good for you."

He smiles awkwardly, "I... mean I could. It's just, back home, they never saw much potential in me. I'd train and train and train, but I never made any progress really. It's... kinda why they shipped me off to the middle of nowhere."

You nod, "I get that you've been put down a lot, but-" You point to Raditz, "First time I met him, he was no stronger than a Saibaman, now he's a Super Saiyan, stronger than Frieza's second form without even needing to transform.

Tarble gulps, "That's... well, that's an impressive piece of work." He nods, as the fights start.

Videl hangs back around the edges, keeping her energy, letting the heavy hitters draw all the attention and flipping anyone that runs at her off into the sea.

She's doing pretty good. Looking over at another platform, Krillin's making decent progress, but Tien's picking them apart, savage blows downing the weaker competitors with a single strike.

Dude's using too much energy for a bunch of grunts. Good news for Videl, he's fighting mad.

"Back in a few." You tell the others, leaving Bra in Tarble's care.

You make your way up the stands, before floating up to Towa. "Morning." You yawn. "Something you're here for.

She stares intently down at the arenas, her scanner beeping quietly. "Unusually high concentration of demonic energy in the area." She muses, "At first I thought it was on delay, picking up myself, but no." She taps her heels against the floor below, "Then I thought that it might be my brother stirring up trouble, or that whelp of his, but he'd stick out like a sore thumb."

She points to Spike, "An impressive fighter, to be sure, but nothing to give off this kind of reading."

No one else particularly stands out as demonic...

>Should we tell people to evacuate?
>You can do magic, reckon you can put a shield around the audience?
>Anything happens, bring in your backup, right?
>Write in

>>45451989
>Should we tell people to evacuate?

>>45451989
>>Should we tell people to evacuate?

>>45451989
>You can do magic, reckon you can put a shield around the audience?

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>>45451989
Your subordinate Bayonetta mentioned someone named Ozotto the Super Monster.

Could it be him?

>>45451989
>You can do magic, reckon you can put a shield around the audience?

>>45451989
>You can do magic, reckon you can put a shield around the audience?
>Anything happens, bring in your backup, right?

>>45451989
>You can do magic, reckon you can put a shield around the audience?
>Anything happens, bring in your backup, right?

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You step up beside her, "You can do magic, reckon you can put a shield up around the audience?"

She shrugs, "I can, but if I do, then nothing can get in or out. Including you."

"Maybe just put it over the front, not as a bubble." You suggest, "It'll stop anything messy from coming, but I can still get around."

She sighs, snapping her fingers, a subtle red shimmer running around the inside of the ring. "Look at you, talking me into saving civilians lives." She sighs. "I'm becoming as domesticated as you are." She shoots you a sidelong smirk over that.

You shrug it off. "If something happens, just be sure to bring in your backup dancers. If this is as bad as you say, we may need all the help we can get."

She stares down, crossing her arms over her chest, "Depends on if that would put me in danger of losing them." She states simply. "I'll make an assessment on what we're dealing with first."

You pat her on the head, "Thanks Towa."

She pulls a face, shaking your hand off, "Don't be cute with me. I'm on the clock."

"I'm always cute." You retort, flexing a little and winking at her.

She grunts a little, before her scanner beeps louder. "Oh?"

She peers around it, staring down at the arena. "Kabuya? Take a closer look at that platform." She points, "That woman in the middle, who does she remind you of?"

You look around, trying to find this woman, before...

A flash of blue hair, a blue jacket underneath, elbowing some giant man in a leotard in the nose, a savage grin on her face, before the maelstrom of limbs hides her again.

When did she...

"Bulla?"

Towa laughs, "Not quite, that's our demon."

>End of Space Monkeys 52

>>45452371
Thanks for running, get some sleep man

>>45452371
Thanks for running, now get some sleep Mrs.? Chuckles.

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I went and had something to eat, turns out I'm not as tired as I thought

So here's a vote for which smutbin I make

>At the beach
>Shower lewds
>Night time tender lovin

>>45452567
Beach shower lewds at night.

>>45452567
or fuck it, throw a write in and I might like it enough that I write it anyway

>>45452567
>>Night time tender lovin

>>45452567
>At the beach

>>45452567
>Night time tender lovin

>>45452567
>Night time tender lovin

Also either Kabuya getting the hang of domming Bulma, or Bulma showing Kabuya how it's done

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TADA! It's 3pm and probably no one is still here

http://pastebin.com/YZePgAyR

>>45454122
Joke's on you, Chuckles. I stayed up after midnight.

>>45454122
smutbin includes handholding

Holy shit Chuckles! You're linking this sort of stuff to a blue board? You sick, sick man.
You should have linked it over to /d/ and linked us to your link there.