Guessing game: confound, wretched, shocking
HOW have I nothing with these 10/10 martyr-perfect words??? The closest I can offer:
“You’re just jealous that we always win,” Vegeta sneered.
“Yeah—that’s kinda the point! You always win. Like, every time.”
“Not every time,” Bulma said.
“Games are more fun when you don’t know who’s going to win,” Goku added, with all the heart-felt earnestness of an after-school special. Chi-chi ventured a nod.
“Wait a minute,” Bulma said, “Do you guys all feel that way?”
They all gave a hazy murmur of assent. Bulma put her hand on her chest and scoffed; either she was genuinely shocked, or she was particularly good at faking it. It was anybody’s guess. Vegeta simply folded his arms against his chest and sulked.
“Okay, fine. We don’t have to be on the same team, right, Vegeta? Chi-chi, I’ll be on your team.”
Goku threw an unwelcome arm around the other Saiyan. “That means you and me can be a team, Vegeta!”
“Pass.”
“You don’t want to be on my team?”
“Absolutely not.”
