My muse has a black eye but refuses to talk about it, how does your muse react?
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My muse has a black eye but refuses to talk about it, how does your muse react?
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Bulma holds the sandwich in her hand and lays back, mostly off of the blanket. The grass is soft underneath her and she looks up at the sky. âYou remind me of Vegeta.â She rolls her eyes.
"Ah mm Addada!" ((I AM Vegeta!)) Grumbled the infant angrily.Â
Bulma sits up and her eyebrows knit together. "Do you recognize that name or something?" She sets the sandwich to the side. "Vegeta."
Bulma starts eating her food, but she keeps an eye on the baby in front of her. Heâs so grouchy⊠The bag is ripped open and the carrots donât seem to stand up to his sharp teeth. âWhoever had you before sure must have been violent.â She cringes.
The infant looked up and let out a snort. âAna ada.â ((You have no idea.))
Bulma holds the sandwich in her hand and lays back, mostly off of the blanket. The grass is soft underneath her and she looks up at the sky. "You remind me of Vegeta." She rolls her eyes.
"Mnn awwa?" Gurgled the boy as he reached out for the carrots. Grabbing the small bag, the boy ripped it open and began to gnaw at the carrots with the small teeth he had.
Bulma starts eating her food, but she keeps an eye on the baby in front of her. He's so grouchy... The bag is ripped open and the carrots don't seem to stand up to his sharp teeth. "Whoever had you before sure must have been violent." She cringes.
Bulmaâs eyebrows raise and she lets go of a small âawwâ. She was about to start eating, but she sets the sandwich she bought to the side and rests her chin in her hand with her elbow on her knee while she watches him for a moment. Youâd think a baby wouldnât care about being messy. âNeed some help?â She giggles.
"No." pouted the boy as he finished the small amount of applesauce. Looking around, the boy spotted another jar, this time it looked like actual infant food. "âŠMnn.." Glaring at the jar, the applesauce covered boy glared at the woman as well.
"What? You don't like that kind of food? You haven't even tried it, silly!" Bulma rolls her eyes. "Well, there's milk and a small bag of baby carrots too." She rummages through the bag and pulls out each item. "If we open up my capsule house there's probably more cans of food, but that might take a while."
He gives her a doubtful look. "Puppies are sweet. Yamcha is an idiot." He crosses his arms and leans against the wall, "I don't get it. What did you see in him anyways? He was an unskilled fighter, an idiot, and annoying." He shrugs his shoulders and shakes his head, "Women are complicated creatures."
Bulma glares. "Hey! Yamcha isn't an idiot. He's just a little clueless sometimes." Like throughout their entire relationship when it came to what she wanted or was feeling, but she wouldn't say it out loud. It would only probably make Vegeta smile. "It's not like I started liking him because he was the best fighter. Roshi and Goku are the best fighters where I come from..." She makes a face, "Doesn't mean I want to date either of those two." Bulma plays with her hair distractedly before sighing. "Yamcha is adorable and would do anything for me if I asked."
Grabbing the spoon, Vegeta sloppily dug it into his applesauce before raising it up to his mouth. Frowning as he dropped the spoon and his food onto the blanket, Vegeta let out  growl and began to sloppily eat with his hands instead.
Bulma's eyebrows raise and she lets go of a small "aww". She was about to start eating, but she sets the sandwich she bought to the side and rests her chin in her hand with her elbow on her knee while she watches him for a moment. You'd think a baby wouldn't care about being messy. "Need some help?" She giggles.
Reaching out for the containers of applesauce. âMmm? Oohh?â ((Hmm? Are there any spoons?)) gurgled the boy as he looked around and hesitated to grab the container.
She can't quite pick up what he's saying, but his gestures ask for something. Bulma rummages through the bag, pushing aside other random things she bought. "Oh! A spoon. I guess it's, uh, baby safe? That's what it said when I bought it." She shrugs and takes it out of the plastic, handing it to him with a smile. It's going to be interesting to see if he can eat by himself.
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The creator of Pokemon, Takeshi Shudo, passed away at 4:03 AM JST on October 29th at the age of 61.
âMSN Japan reports that Takeshi ShudĆ, former head writer of the PokĂ©mon anime, collapsed at Nara railway stationâs smoking area around 6:00am on Thursday, October 28th. Upon being discovered by a passerby, he was rushed to the hospital and is undergoing surgery. It was soon determined at the hospitalâs emergency care center that ShudĆ had suffered a subarachnoid hemorrhage in his head. â -bulbanews
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Bulmaâs eyebrows knit together while she sets out the rest of the food on the blanket. She could have sworn he saidâ suddenly she shakes her head, as if brushing it off. It felt like she was putting words in his mouth for him. âWhat do you say we eat lunch then get you dressed so we can find the rest of the dragonballs?â
Frowning at Bulma, the child let out a sigh and grunted a simple yes.
For a moment she wonders if he really understands what she says. Either way she shrugs it off and smiles at him. "Well, you have some options here. I'm not actually sure how old you are so I kind of just got a lot of stuff in hopes that you might like some of it." There's a bottle of milk for him and soft things like applesauce and vegetables that are cut up for him in plastic containers. She bought herself a sandwich and she's good having that.
I would love anime recommendations from girls who are fans of Dragon Ball Z.Â
Gurren Lagann, Fullmetal Alchemist, Samurai Champloo, Deathnote... :~)
He crosses his arms, âIâd hate to agree with you, but Iâm going to have to agree with you. You already know youâre future. Thereâs no point in trying to fight it.â He sits awkwardly on the bed and looks at her, âBesides, Yamcha is an idiot. But surely you knew that already that.â
Bulma puts her hands on her forehead and brushes back through her hair. "I don't want to think about it." She really doesn't. Her future is still shocking to her. In order to accept it she would have to push everything she's ever thought about love away. "Yamcha... Is learning. He's always so sweet."