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"You're delusional if you think i'm going anywhere." Vegeta removed the scouter from his ear, placing it on the counter nearby. He crossed his arms as he glared over at Nabooru and leaned himself against the wall. "Did you think I wouldn't notice? You've been acting different ever since we got back from our mission in Nibiuru. We're both not leaving here until you tell me what the hell is going on."

"Did you not hear what I said!?" Vegeta snarled in frustration, closing the fridge door harder than he needed to. "I'm fine! I was then, I’m fine now!” the words spoken had been far from the truth. A severe lack of sleep has been plaguing him for an entire week and tonight was no different. Dark circles, nodding off throughout the day and the more than usual snappiness.  With a beer at hand Vegeta walked back over to the living room, where he frequently spent most nights. Opening the can he propped himself onto the couch. Brows furrowing as he turned to look at Trunks. “Don’t make me repeat myself a third time” Taking a sip of his beer the saiyan glanced back at the tv playing in front of him. “Now what is it that you want?”