𝑺𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑶𝒈𝒓𝒆

💢💢😁 " Haha Bro, I'm 1700 years old, of course I can! "

" Pff! Oh well... I'll prepare something"

“There was a police officer at the party, but he... almost crossed the boat because of the beatinh he recive.” She says this while turning away, not wanting to look at him while he's in his underwear.

" I wanna try the delivery thing, or it's too early for that?"

“To be honest, no. My whole body aches, an uninvited person showed up and started beating everyone up, it was... unique.” She talks about Bulma's birthday and the appearance of Beerus, the god of destruction.

“More or less, I just left a party, but I'll accept the invitation! Thanks, Baki!”

Setting a tray of food down next to him.

" What's for breakfast?"

“Huh, maybe? I was passing by and saw your name on the walls, I didn't understand why, and when I opened the door, I saw you waking up, my bad 😅”

͏͏͏ ‍“ learn some damn respect when talkin’ to yer’ father, idiot. from what i can see, you’re struggling against these low–tier fighters. this ain’t the same 𝖕𝐮𝐧𝐤 i’ve fought &̲ claimed to be my son. ” ㅤ

“Good morning! What's good, mate?”

͏͏͏ ‍ “ WELL RESTED, 𝙋𝙍𝙄𝙉𝘾𝙀𝙎𝙎 ——- ？ ” ㅤ

͏͏͏ ‍ 𝑇𝘌𝘔𝘗𝘖𝘙𝘈𝘙𝘠 ،̲ 𝙿𝙸𝙽 ” ㅤ

It felt as if suddenly He had shoved his arm a pool of electric eels! “This is the power that I alone possess.” Remaining for a second he’d reach up to tap his shoulder on the smaller deltoid the pain subsiding.