4 Works by Adiam_9
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“There could've been any better way to do this. Are you just that horrendous at flirting?”
Bulma was at her doorstep, in the middle of the night, facing downward at what was an absolutely foul-smell that spread through her house. It felt like someone fused burnt plastic with road-kill.
Which it was, in a way.
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/kɔːt/
pay special attention to (someone) in an attempt to win their support or favour. -
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“That is, inarguably, the most ugliest thing I have ever seen in all my life.”
Vegeta said with a sour face sitting across the lofty couch next to Bulma with his arms wrapped around his chest. Bra was sitting, legs crossed right in front of the TV, swaying along and singing with the ear-grating beat of the music.
“It's a children's show,” Bulma replied, eyeing Vegeta dryly. “Of course you're not going to like it, you're a grown man. Plus, no way this is the peak of ugliness to you. You were in the Frieza Force.”
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It's very nice to have these small, few little moments every once in a while.
No unexpected explosion popping through the next city or two, no new batches of injured and dead sweeping across in piles and most importantly (at least to her) was that Trunks could finally stay put and still for as long as she could keep him inside their house.
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This one was different.” Piccolo responds.
“How so?”
It took him a minute to actually describe what exactly was different until he finally decided on something.“He was green.”
A tangible silence took over, I didn't know whether to smack him or dig deeper. Sure, Super Saiyan hair could turn into an electric glowing yellow, but green?