#mysticalgohan

[chilecayena-blog]

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For every ◙ I get my character will blurt a painfully embarrassing thought they’ve had about yours/a character of your choosing

"I saw him dressed as that Saiyaman or whatever the hell he calls it and I gotta say, he ain't too shabby! His poses are awkward as fuck, though."

[chilecayena-blog]

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For every ϟ in my inbox I’ll tell you a random thought my muse has about yours.

“This guy slapped my ass once ‘cause I had a bug on it. Or, that’s what he told me. I hope I don’t have another bug on there around him ‘cause…..Seriously…..”

[thesaiyanprince]

First his mother, now his father. Gohan snarled, "Oh you stuck around alright! You stuck around because of that room of your! I bet you if that room never existed you would have left this planet so long ago. Just like you did that one time when we all found out my father was alive after killing Frieza!"

"I returned after that, did I not? You don't know the reasons behind my actions and you never will," he growled. His own patience was starting to dwindle the more that they both spoke. "Now, unless you want to go back home to your mother battered and bruised, then leave."

[thesaiyanprince]

He knew Vegeta was right but there was something wrong. Why did this time get under his skin so much. Why couldn't he back down, "That doesn't matter it ends now! I'm sick and tired of you always putting my mother down. She's done a lot for this family. A lot more then you have for your's."

"There are plenty of reasons why I have. That woman hardly respects the Saiyan race." That was a low blow and as soon as he heard it, the usual coldness that he once wore as a sort of guard was back up again. However, despite knowing that something was off with Gohan, it didn't stop him from snapping right back. "You know that there is plenty that I've done. What about those years without your father? At least I've stuck around for most of the time and didn't abandon my family." 

[thesaiyanprince]

"Then. Don't. call. my. mother. that!" He snarled out. Some where deep down inside of him his stomach turned at the thought of challenging Vegeta like this. But some reason he felt like Vegeta had insulted his mother to much more then normal for him.

Something was certainly wrong. It wasn't too often or ever that he saw the half-Saiyan like that. Vegeta did respect him and didn't often try to anger him, especially not this much. "Hn. Calm down, boy. You've heard me say that before." 

[thesaiyanprince]

He snarls, "Harpy! She has a name Vegeta! It's Chi-chi! And you better call her that! Or would you like it that I started going around calling you Veggie all the time."

"I'm well aware of her name." He growled and narrowed his eyes, "If you wish to see her again you won't call me that ever again. What is with you, boy? You're acting more ridiculous than she normally does." 

[thesaiyanprince]

Gohan glares at Vegeta as his tail slashes behind him, "Vegeta!" he growled out, "You think you can speak about my mother that way!"

"What are you going on about now? Hn. If I said anything about your mother and her harpy-like ways I would have said it to yours or or father's face." 

[the-red-hurricane]

A random encounter? [Alexis and Gohan]

Alexis left the gate among the other passengers. She was still wearing her academy uniform, as she had to rush to her flight home right after school. She just got off her flight and was back in the country for more than just a visit. She was home! After spending almost a year abroad, at the school designed to not only catch her up academic wise, but to help her adjust to the real world once again. When you spend two years in a death game, your social mannerisms change. Hers? Not for the better. She was a little...aggressive with her choices, and didn't enjoy watching anyone bully others. She tugged gently at the ribbon that kept her collar pinned to her neck.

"It's hot out..." she quietly complained, shifting her back on her back. Lucky for her, she mailed her things beforehand, and only had a backpack to bring home.

"Mom's planning does help, I guess...though I'll never admit it ever again."