Let the show begin!

machimachilegends:

”I don’t know… Maybe because they’re soft?”

“True, that they are...some are firm too. The smaller ones aren’t bad neither. Just means it’s all the easier to hug the person!”

machimachilegends:

”I don’t know anyone named boobs!”

“Then why are we talking about boobs?!”

machimachilegends

”Boobs?? What about boobs?”

“Who’s boobs?”

“I’m seriously doing this...”

“OKAY!~”

“My fellow Time Patrollers... I don’t like stirring the pot. Much less telling others what they can and cannot do. But if I can make one small request?”

“Please stop trying to use The Supreme Kai of Time’s powers to and I quote.”

“Go back in time and kill baby Frieza.”

“The old Saiyans are NOT like Goku, none of them are, and I know the lot of you are aware of this...”

“Please stop making extra work for the rest of us to clean up...”

“Thank you.”

pan-chandbgt

tidesborn-archived

Obi was picking up some additional seeds for his garden. Making idle conversation with the clerk as he would, until his senses picked up something…peculiar. Her energy was like his…perhaps just…watered down. As he seemed to sense her, she seemed to sense him as well, as he quietly finished his purchase he turned on his heel, and her eyes positioned like they were, seemed to be locked onto him. His saiyan tail would consciously wrap around his waist as he looked up at her, his blindfolded gaze meeting her assumedly usable eyes. “Is there…something I can help you with?” He asked calmly, but on a somewhat clear guard.

@melodioussaiyan

“Yes! Thank you so much! I’m sorry to ask this... But, there used to be mulch here, right? I thought I was in the right spot, but...what I’m feeling now doesn’t feel like a bag. Would you happen to know where they are now? Again, I’m deeply sorry for troubling you...”

He was impressed by her ability to detect ki, it was on par with his own. It was not something he expected from a saiyan that was not of his universe. But living with struggle that normal people do not have left no choice but to accept what you have and adapt to it. Then overcome the struggle which then put you above the normal people who never had to deal with the struggle you had to go through.

“You are impressive.”

A well-deserved compliment from him, not something he gave people that easily.

“You said you know another version of me, what was she like?”

Was this the version that was a hitman? He had time to face her, a monster of power and skill. He narrowly escaped her in their last fight. But having faced someone as powerful as she meant he could reach that level of power and beyond.

“Thank you! As for the Kefla I know...she’s somewhat the same? A bit more impulsive and loud. Caulifla is definitely the dominant personality there. But aside from that, she’s absolutely amazing in battle. Kale’s ki isn’t something that’s easily managed but she pulls it off as easy as breathing. Even when she gets mad she never gets all super big.”

“Overall, I’d say she’s a good person both in and out of the fusion.”

“Would you like to see again?”

He ignored the vile joke and focused on the important topic. He has many contacts, and one of his contacts can give her back her sight if she wants it. He could have healed her eyes himself if her inability to see was recent.

“Appreciated! But honestly? Getting my sight back would do more harm than good. I’ve been the majority of my teenage life without my eyes and then some. At this point I don’t really need to see like other people anymore.”

“Androids and Gods do tend to be a problem...but I’ve made plenty of work arounds to that besides the fact. Take right now for example. I just put away exactly two pans, one skillet, washed one bowl, and cleaned up the various utensils I used during prep.”

“And outside the window... Trunky is washing himself down in the lake while the birds flutter around near the sill. A couple miles out, there’s a few Dinosaurs roaming around too.”

“Point is, as long as I got my own ki control, I can see just as well as anyone else.”

INNOCENCE...DOESN'T GET YOU FAR...

"I'd say its been working out pretty well for me, actually."

Kefla takes fork and knife and starts to eat the meat. The first bite is enough to make him fall in love with the other’s cooking. The meat is perfectly cooked and seasoned. He takes his time to savor the piece of meat in his mouth before pushing it into his stomach.

The next question catches him off guard. Was he a man? A man with a feminine appearance. He still has breasts. But he does have the reproductive organ of the man as well as the woman.

“I wear trunks made for men. I just look like a woman, and it doesn’t bother me.”

Looking at the parfait, he took the spoon in front of the plate, and took a small portion of the sweetness and put it in his mouth. He doesn’t really like sweet foods, but it was good.

“Are you blind?”

She listened attentively, nodding ever so often. That would explain why she didn’t initially pick up on it. She only knew their combined ki; still! It did make her happy that he didn’t get upset. Of course, when her sight was brought into question Serenade simply smiled to herself. She loved it when people asked because it gave her the chance to come up with another silly quip.

“Am I? I suppose that would explain why the lights have been out for so long. Dumb jokes aside, yup! I’ve been blind for years now. Was a pain at first but I eventually learned how to see thanks to my Mom and Gohan’s training.”

“Would not recommend it though...getting hit in the eyes with darts was not fun...”

bloodstainedfists:

Ah, Goku was a fool, but he was a strong warrior. He was living for his enjoyment, but he did not know when he had to calm down on it. He has made many mistakes, and he needs to learn from them. He should become more mature, not like Vegeta, but mature enough not to be as childish.

“That wouldn’t change a thing.”

He then put his phone away and removed his shoes to lie down on the sofa. He closed her eyes while she cooked. The strong smell of food coming quickly to his nose, a tantalizing smell. Meat and something sweet. He opened his eyes just in time to see the elephant trunk giving the fruits to Serenade. He was confused, but would not ask.

He closed his eyes and waited and after about twenty minutes, the food was ready. He got up from the sofa and went to the table.

“This looks delicious. Fill a plate for me, please.”

I can tell just by the smell and look that it will be delicious. Fortunately, I don’t need to eat anymore, I can just eat at any time.

“Maybe, but one can hope.” She made his plate up. Filling in every little corner before placing it down at the table along with the parfait. With Kefla squared away, Serenade handled the clean up. “Kefla? If you don’t mind me asking.”

“Are you a man? At first I thought you were putting on a voice just for the giggles, but...your mannerisms don’t match up with the Kefla I know one bit! Not that it’s a bad thing, mind you.”

“Understood.”

He decided to take place in the sofa and entertain himself with his phone while she was preparing food. He is a man of great patience, and then he has eternity ahead of him, anyway. He doesn’t even look at the clock anymore.

I wonder how good the food is on this planet. I never took the time to try it because I was training with Vegeta and Kakarot. I guess they got a lot stronger. I also need to see how far Broly has improved.

“A pure Saiyan with patience. Think you could pass some of those manners off to Goku?” She said in a teasing tone as she began. It didn’t take long for a wide array of aromas to start wafting in from the kitchen, into the living room.

“Hmmm..” Stepping away from the stove, Serenade moved towards the window over the kitchen sink and called out. “Trunky!!! The apples and bananas should be done growing. Can you bring me some, please?” Not even a minute later, Kefla would see an elephant trunk moving into the window to hand off the fruits Serenade had requested. And after she finished washing them off and finishing up some final touches here and there.”

“Alright, Kefla! On today’s menu, we have a strawberry, banana and cinnamon parfait, a freshly hunted T-Rex steak, the burger is a bit new...a friend of mine from Orange City suggested the recipe. I hope you like it!”

“If you’re still feeling peckish just let me know.”