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“Well, I can’t argue that everyone loves bacon. Oh. Goku-sa! I know. We don’t have to give him just a single name. How about Son Einstein Bacon? Doesn’t that sound perfect?”
“ChiChi, that’s a great idea! It’s perfect; Son Einstein Bacon!”
“Goku-sa. We talked about this. You are not allowed to name the children. So, Son Einstein it is.”
“But ChiChi, Einstein is going to be really hard to spell! Besides, who doesn’t love Bacon? He’s sure to get married with a name like that!”
“Son Einstein! It’s perfect!”
“Son Bacon sounds better.”
“Oh come on Ku, it’s mocking me!”
“No means no, Go.
Now you leave the poor moon alone!”
“Twinnie yes!”
“I don’t think that’d be good for the Earth, though.”
Flower crown!
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“Aw, is this for me?
I think it’d suit you better, though.
Ah, actually, can you teach me how to do this?
I’ll make ChiChi one!”
“Yeah fuck it, I am gonna blow up the moon.”
“Twinnie, no!”
Flower crown
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“Oh—”
Silence.
Words were swiftly hushed as the earthen crown made itself known atop his wayward spikes, dampened briskly as Goku quietly observed the android. He did not wish to startle the man, to unintentionally offend Seventeen with an horrendously unplanned remark.
‘I didn’t think you liked flowers?’
And so he sat, patient as he was mute, elated smile tugging fiercely upon his lips. But then a faint bubble of laughter slipped forth before Goku had the mind to repress it, and a jumble of grateful words tumbled awkwardly from his tongue.
“Thank you, Seventeen.
Thank you.”
“Yes it is Ku, I wanna see if a punch in your strongest form is able to damage a God.”
Hesitation, encased increasingly within an impermeable casing of stubborn refusal.
“...why not ask Vegeta this?
I’m sure he’d jump at the chance.”
flower crown
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“Flowers from a flower?”
A whimsical lilt drew each word languidly across his tongue, expelling gently through serene, smiling lips. Eyes alight with unveiled mirth at his oh-so-witty remark, the elder drew a large hand to his brow to graze cautiously along the delicate tip of a vividly azure petal.
“Better yet, a flower crown from a flower princess?
Sakura-chan, I’m truly honoured.”
"Flower crown."
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It’s melodious, harmonious even, the effervescent trickle of laughter that escaped him; initially soft and low, the joyous tune built a hasty momentum, bubbling forth from the saiyan in numerous, hearty bouts.
“Twin, what are you doing?”
The gesture played tender upon his heartstrings, and Goku ensured an identical floral crown swiftly adorned his twin’s rouge locks.
“That’s better.
See, now we match!”
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//Guaranteed Goku wasn’t allowed to name any of the children ‘cause his first choice was ‘Bacon’.
Raditz didn’t know what to make out of his brother, he was confused. What was all this touching in his face, and by the legendary why didn’t he already slapped the other’s hands away? - Because you like it - He narrowed his eyes at his brother, no he didn’t like it, well that’s what he says, but he know inwardly he likes in some bizarre way. His elder brother wanted now finally to push the other away, but when Kakarot started to hum and gave him those gentle touches to his scalp, he relaxed. Just listening to the humming sounds, staring not glaring at his brother’s eyes, accepting it - for once.
“Go-ku…”
He repeated, hypnotized from his little brother. Realizing to late what he had said, wishing to take back those foreign and just wrong words, this name which wasn’t his brother’s true name. The Saiyan wanted to retort something but when he heard the last sentence of his brother, he smiled awkwardly, but only for a moment, because right after this he punched his brother in the face, right on the nose.
“Of course you don’t mind, I’m your brother after all and I will gladly remind you everyday what your real name is, Kakarot,"
he said firmly, massaging with one of his hands his fist, Kakarot was such a dickhead. And what the hell happened to him before, this moment… were he had stared just him in the eyes, … - cute - Raditz shook his head, damn his brother was and it is… an idiot.
A hint of pleasure laced his expression upon hearing his brother utter his Earth name, lulling hums continuing to consume the would be silence of the room. It was peculiar, Raditz intoning his name in such a manner; defiant refusals of even acknowledging the title were hushed now, replaced by a seemingly demure proclamation of the controversial name upon that foreign tongue.
It was curiously pleasant, and were it not for the unwarranted blow directed at his skull, Goku was certain he would have laughed.
"Well that's rude."
His fingers curled protectively upon his nose, more-so a source of discomfort than genuine pain.
A hasty backwards step, trailed swiftly by another; Goku deftly removed himself from Raditz's reach, a look of dejection shooing his prior smile from sight. He'd not meant to offend his brother, least of all provoke such an attack. The severity stung; Goku had honestly hoped the admittance would make Raditz happy.
"Kami, you're worse than Vegeta when it comes to this."
Goku's hand brushed smoothly across the tender flesh, eyeing his brother with irrepressible sorrow.
'I guess he truly does loathe me after all.'
{from here}
"H-hey!?" Being somehow hugged from his brother out of nowhere, really let the bigger Saiyan stutter, still not used living on earth nor that he somehow could accept him, despite that he still called himself by this earth name, yes that really bothers the brother. When Raditz saw the tail he first looked bored at it, just a tail by his brother, BY HIS BROTHER! Finally he fully realized it, his brother had his tail back, that meant he was a real Saiyan again, Vegeta surely will be jealous. "This is great Kaka," his brother grinned back at him, his own tail unwrapping from his waist to curl back around his brother’s waist, pulling him a little closer. He almost laughed when the tail touched his arm, apparently Raditz was ticklish, something hopefully his brother never will find out. "Finally some good news, it really suits you, brother." he was tempted to grab it, like a little revenge…
Goku was beyond delighted; a sense of completion settling comfortably within his chest at the reemergence of his furry appendage. A slight awkwardness accompanied his tail movements, as though reacquainting himself with the mobility of the limb.
Its tip trailed further along his brother's arm, a gentle, unintentional caress, before the tail was retracted; it coiled in obscure patterns as it rose to stroke against Goku's cheek, nuzzling along the underside of his nose on its course along his blatantly overjoyed features.
"Isn't it? I hadn't realised just how much I'd missed it until now."
The sensation of his brother's tail encircling his waist triggered the eruption of unrestrained laughter; the fur slid along the underside of his shirt, tickling the sensitive skin below in its journey to secure around him.
"I can't remember how long it's been since I last had a tail!
And hey, now we match!"
The recognition of said statement set his tail into a frenzied flurry, flitting back and forth in a manner akin to an elated puppy.
∞
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“Ah, what’re you doing, Goten?
You haven’t locked yourself outside again, I hope!”
Goku unhooked the window, swinging the glass from its perch before offering a silly smile to his son. Arms outstretched, he motioned for the boy to enter through the opening.
”C’mon, before your mum finds you wondering about outside so late.”
♥ (I sort of wanna see what happens ;w;)
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[observation]
ɒbzəˈveɪʃ(ə)n/ noun❝the action or process of closely studying or monitoring something or someone. ❞
Goku, though not a creature possessing an enviable focus, was a man who prided himself on doing good by others. He enjoyed the thought of brightening a friend’s day, of making another individual happy, through whatever means me could.
So when the unlikely opportunity arose that he and Seventeen were set to accompany each other on a date, he adamantly refused to prepare anything less than the best for the android. Problems were swift to arise, however, when the Saiyan realised his complete lack of knowledge on the subject of dating. He couldn’t recall ever being on a date before, let alone planning one of perfect proportions. Yet his determination was strong, and he resolved that the slight hiccup would do little to thwart his plans.
Taking note of his eldest son’s studious attitude, Goku endeavoured to watch how others went about dating, making notations on how they greeted each other, their proximity, the overall feeling of the situation. And through such unwavering observations, the man procured a simple list.
How to date:1. Greet your companion with affection2. Hand holding = GOOD!3. Food = ALSO VERY GOOD!4. Make them smile
Crumpled note tucked in the confines of his breast pocket, Goku readied himself for the task at hand; Seventeen would enjoy their outing, and hopefully be contented with his efforts at conjuring a genuine sense of happiness and adoration.
A brilliant smile traipsed delightedly across his lips as he proceeded towards the android, and Goku was swift to place a gentle kiss on his companion’s brow; a fleeting glance of lips upon light flesh, accompanied by a genial voice of greeting.
“Sorry to keep you waiting.”
Soft, apologetic, and utterly sincere; he’d hate to make a terrible first impression.
“I tried thinking of a few places we could go,
but I wanted you to get to pick something you’d enjoy.
So, wherever you’d like, I’m happy to follow.”
