#bardad

— ❝Oh? And what might that be? Just yesterday, you weren’t wanting me to play with your personal things.❞ Bulma replied, her curiosity written all over her face. She made her way towards Bardock’s side, quite interested in seeing what he wanted to show her.

— ❝NONESENSE?!❞ Bulma growled, getting right up in the older male’s face. There were things that Bulma could tolerate, but calling her science nonsense as asking for a chewing out. ❝THIS NONESENSE has saved your son’s ass more times than I can count, mister. More than you have, I guarantee that! ❞

— ❝What? I haven’t seen one of these scouters in so long, besides you are freeloading at my place. So, just let me have small look. Kay, good now go sit somewhere why I tweak this baby.❞ Bulma replied, doing her best to walk all over the older Saiyan. After all, she had always been curious about Saiyan tech.

— ❝You know, your son used to give me the same bullshit excuse. I see, it seems to be a family trait. ❞ Bulma shot back towards the older Saiyan. She had no issue speaking her mind, even if it was towards a being that could destroy her. If she could scold Beerus and survive, she had no reason to not scold Goku’s father. 

      “You remind me of my father’s friend, but at the same time you seem far too mature to be the same person.” That, or perhaps Goku had encountered his own personality change since she had last seen him. “And you’re supposed to be...?”