ブルマ

— ❝Did you miss me that much, Vegeta?❞

— ❝And I call bullshit, mister I’m fine.❞ She huffed. Annoyed, to see such a trait in all the men she knew of late. It had to be in their genes, to deny that they needed help once and a while. ❝While. mister fine. When you’re tired and hungry, I have food and a bed waiting for you. So, get off your high horse and get your ass in the house.❞ Bulma snapped, her tone as if she was speaking to one of her children. 

— ❝Well, of course this is you. I don’t expect anything less, Broly.❞ Bulma replied, seeming unphased by the other’s comment. She didn’t expect him to change over night, it had taken Vegeta years to realize it was okay to relax a bit. ❝I like who you are, really. You’re strong and quite helpful, why would I want you to change?❞

— ❝Oh my, what do we have here.❞ Bulma stated, surprised to see the girl lingering around the compound. ❝You from the tournament, aren’t you? Your name was...Caulifla, right?❞ She continued. Though, she would be lying if she said she wasn’t surprised to see the young girl here.  ❝If you’re looking for Goku or Vegeta, I’m sorry to say but their off training again. You just missed, them actually.❞

— ❝Now that’s just nonsense, you hear me. You’ll always belong here, Trunks. You’re my son and I love you.❞ Bulma quickly began to correct him. After all, if it hadn’t been for him. Her best friend would be dead, the love of her life would be dead too. If anyone belonged here, it was him hands down. ❝Now come here, Trunks.❞ Bulma demanded, before pulling the young man into a tight embrace. ❝No matter what, you’ll always belong her. Okay?❞

— ❝Goku....If Vegeta finds you in here, he’s gonna have both of our heads.❞ Bulma sighed, as she walked into the gravity room. Vegeta was quite protective of her his training room, especially when it came Goku coming near it. But, she couldn’t blame her friend either. Especially, when her husband ran off with Beerus and Whis to train without him. ❝Five minutes, that’s it. Got it, Goku?❞ She stated, her hands now resting on her hips as she watched the excitement grown in her childhood friend. She loved them both, in different ways of course. But, the goofy Saiyan before her was very dear to her. So, of course she was going to cave and allow him to play with Vegeta’s toy. 

— ❝You’re just trying to get yourself out of trouble….❞ She huffed, though the flushing of her cheeks. Said, that if he played his cards right. That he’d be getting out of the doghouse that night. Still, she was being hesitant to take his hand. ❝Where do you plan to take me, hm?❞ Bulma continued, though she began to move closer to him. If he was quick enough, he could scoop her up before she could deny his offer.