Love how you draw SSJ4! Maybe you could do an AU where SSJ4 is the default form for Saiyans and mixed in with your awesome way of drawing them it would be the bomb!
Excuse my messy erasing for a not that serious post, but I think the way that Universe 6 in the main fandom's eyes has been reduced to three characters needs to be studied
Like, I don't expect everyone to remember heckin Saonel and Pirina, but the fact that Frost and Cabba, a Frieza Species and a Saiyan, get absolutely shafted even in merchandizing and games and such is wild.
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Paragus knocked on his son's door. He didn't want a repeat of the last incident.
"...Come in..."
The father was momentarily distracted by what he saw.
"Just what the hell are you doing?"
On the bed laid an assortment of purple flowers (that Broly had torn from Goku's garden, specifically out of spite) that he was currently trying to tie together.
"Practising."
Not this again. When would his son learn how to take a hint?
"Say Broly, have you met the new neighbours-"
"No."
"... Well you see, the reason I came to talk with you is because I'm having them over later for dinner-"
"Don't care."
Paragus sighed.
"Broly, if you want that crown off, then you'll meet me down stairs in an hour-"
"That's not fair!"
"Life isn't fair son. Besides, I'm sure that one of our guests will be a perfect match for you!"
"What!?"
"Our new neighbours are both saiyan you see, and even if you somehow manage to mess up, you can always go for the other-"
"Dad, we've been over this! Princess Trunks is the only one for me!"
Paragus then cursed himself for thinking that Trunks had been a women when they had met. Then he cursed Vegeta. It was really his fault, since he was the one to implant the idea of an arranged marriage in his son's head.
"Broly, you have to be realistic-"
"NO!"
"There's hardly any saiyans left son. And may I remind you that I'd like to become a grandparent at some point!"
"Ha! You of all people should know how much I hate babies!"
Broly had a point. Still, Paragus wasn't going to give up so easily. He then grabbed the poorly made flower crown from his son's hands.
"HEY, THAT'S MINE! GIVE IT BACK!"
"If you want this returned in one piece, then you'll meet me in a hour Broly..."
"Fine..."
He would let his father think that he had won for now. After all, two can play this game.
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"Broly, I'd like to introduce you to our new neighbours, Caulifla and Kale. I believe they're from... I'm sorry, I don't think you told me where the two of you came from. Are you also survivors from planet Vegeta?"
"Me and Kale are from universe 6-"
"D-did something happen to planet Vegeta while we were away?"
Universe 6? What in the world was that?
"N-nevermind... This is my son, Broly-"
Suddenly said child was closing in on Kale.
"Teach your son some manners! Kale needs her space!"
Paragus tried to drag him away but the chances of that succeeding were lower than the animation quality of dragon ball super episodes.
"C-can I h-help y-you?"
"What's your power level?"
"I don't know, b-but it's really b-big..."
"Mine too."
Broly then sat back down. Maybe he wouldn't poison his father's guests after all.
"Would you mind telling us what's going on!?"
"I think your friend just impressed my son... Believe me, that's not an easy feat."
Caulifla grumbled and then put her arm around Kale. Maybe she was a bit jealous, but she was a saint when compared to her partner.
'I can't wait until we go back home!'
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"How are you ladies enjoying your soup?"
Caulifla wanted to complain about him being a cheap old man but knew that her comments would only make an awkward situation worse.
"Can't say I have carrot soup that often. Kale's not a big fan of it, so we tend to eat other vegetables..."
Paragus looked over to notice both Broly and Kale stirring their soup with a spoon. It seems they were better matched than he previously thought.
"Say Caulifla, how is it that such a strong girl such as yourself is single?"
"Single? What made you think I was single?"
"My apologise, it's just that you aren't wearing a ring-"
"Oh, that? Jewelry's not really my thing..."
"I see... I only asked because my son is single-"
"DAD!"
"What? It's not as if you're getting any younger and I'd like for you to settle down at some point!"
"C-caulifla, can we go h-home now..."
"LIAR! YOU JUST WANT ME TO GET OVER TRUNKS-"
"Who's Trunks?"
"AND THEN YOU WERE GOING TO SET ME UP AND TAKE WHICH EVER GIRL WAS LEFT!"
"What!? Is this true Paragus!?"
"Err yes, I mean no! NO!"
"Since Caulifla's taken, he probably wants you now Kale..."
She then turned towards Paragus and started to scream.
"EVERYBODY LOOK OUT!"
Kale then transformed into the legendary super saiyan.
"Oh you've got to be kidding me-"
She then stepped on his leg, causing the bones to shatter.
"HOW DARE YOU! NO ONE TAKES CAULIFLA AWAY AND LIVES TO TELL THE TALE!"
Broly and his neighbour then watched on amused as Kale beat his father within an inch of his life. To everyone else in their neighbourhood, it just sounded like someone blasting Tom and Jerry cartoons.
"The last time this happened, she almost killed Shallot."
It was an hour later until the massacre stopped.
"Kale, your back!"
She was still in her legendary form and covered in blood spatter.
"I can't tell if that's new lipstick you're using or if it's just filth from that disgusting man."
Kale only grunted. After all, it was quite difficult talking normally in this form.
"Let's go back home, it's snu snu time!"
"SNU SNU!"
Her roar was so loud that it caused the ground beneath them to shake. After the couple had left, Broly returned to see his father who looked like he was suffering from a bad case of boneitis.
"Tsk. Did you really think it was a good idea to set me up with my gay counter part? The minute I saw them I could tell they were lesbians. Maybe if you had a better gaydar then this entire situation could have been avoided, old man..."
"Broly... be a good boy and fetch me a senzu..."
"I have a better idea."
His son then went and looked through the pockets of his outfit. In Broly's hands was the flower crown, now stained with blood.
"I would say let this be a lesson to you, but I'm not really sure that there was one today... Now, if you don't mind me, I'm going to finish making flower crowns for MY WIFE!"
