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"We are Saiyans, the mightiest warriors in the universe”

gives u kiss on the forehead as you scroll by

She hesitated for a second, wondering if she /did/ hear him say something. . . Then shrugged, figuring it was her imagination. Soon, she'd start separating locks of his hair to braid it-

ᅠᅠᅠ Er, yeah—-that’s one way to put it. He tried to fight my friend, Broly. He’s fine, I guess. I don’t care too much to for him if it wasn’t for the fact that him and Broly train together.

ᅠᅠᅠ ( 𝗢𝗵, 𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩. Another Saiyan. ) Huh. Didn’t know that doofus had a brother. No offense. ᅠᅠᅠ

"That's what I thought, mister!" She nods with little, 'hmph' and then starts using the comb to get some of the more tangled parts of his big hair. Careful, careful. "I mean, this has got to feel nice when it's not getting pulled right? Mine's barely long enough to brush!"

Don't upset the person who has your hair in their hands! "Should I remind you that YOU'RE the one that handed ME the comb and the brush? I'm a Saiyan too and I'll have you know it's very nice to have someone brush your hair! I almost wish mine was longer like yours."

"Hey, you have a LOT of hair. you know! And it feels like you haven't brushed it in foooreeeeever! I can't braid it if it's so tangled!" She huffs, continuing her work.

ᅠᅠᅠ Blinking. Er—hi there. Who’re you? ᅠᅠᅠ

"Right, right!" Whew. She could've gotten blown up for that! She's extra careful this time, letting the brush glide through the locks of his hair. Now she's just happily humming as she works-

Papurika giddily takes what's offered to her, practically vibrating, and goes in a little too intensely with the brush——Tugging at his mane of a hairstyle. "Ooops! Sorry, sorry! I haven't done this in a while!" By the next stroke, it's veeeeery sloooow.

“You sound really insecure have some pride in yourself boy.”

ᅠᅠᅠ Good morning. ——- Yaaaaawn. ᅠᅠᅠ

Y I P P P P P E E E E E E ! Oh, wait. y i p p p e e e e e. . . .

REALLY?! ALL THAT HAIR?! Could she braid it all too???