What do you think it's Jimmy's favorite food and food places he likes to go to?
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First off, I feel like Jimmy eats certain foods at the wrong time of day.
He'll eat breakfast super late, he'll eat dinner at like 12pm and have lunch foods in the morning. Unlike his sleep schedule, which I personally believe is relatively consistent, his food habits are as chaotic as he is-
Ok so Jimmy's favourite meal is breakfast, no argument there because I am right. All his favourite places to eat are cafes or places that serve relatively breakfast-y food. Now, I think Denny's is the place that makes pancakes (I literally had to search up "pancake fast food place USA" because I don't know what it's called) so I think he'd go there. He'd go with his parents and get like a stack of pancakes with strawberry's and icing sugar (no syrup cause it's annoying w/ the braces).
Also, he definitely goes back to the Italian restaurant he took Shauna and Nut Gobbler ((Ẹ̣̇̄āæẸ̣̇̄) I love that name sm) to in the episode "Erection Day." He has tried everything on the menu and takes his friends there, (I like to think he treats his friends how he'd treat a date).
Specifically favourite foods? Probably some sugary waffle things. You know the ones you don't have to heat up for them to be good? And they already have sugar in them and come in packages. Yea he eats those like they're crack.
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Alright, here we go, Fu thinks to himself. Wait, did he think that or say it out loud? He can't tell half the time, his brain just works ahead of him. Either way, he's excited! He's traveled all the way to Universe 11 to find this subject--not a huge trip, since he used a demonic portal, but still, he had to leave his lab so this was his whole day.
Of course he watched the Tournament of Power--who didn't? For everyone else, it had been a matter of life and death, but for Fu, it had been an amazing opportunity to find new powerful subjects to study! And, boy howdy, did he find a big one!
He's currently positioned in a carefully hidden area just out of sight so he can observe his subject without disturbing him. He's even gone out of his way to hide his ki as to not possibly startle him. Time for an observation session!
[I cheated A LITTLE on this because itās technically from a scene I wrote in thisĀ just in Nappaās POV, BUT itās a moment that literally chokes me up every time. Nappa is placed is SUCH a difficult position and it WOUNDS ME.]
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Nappa grit his teeth as the heavy door closed on the young prince, his enraged bellows snuffed the instant the locking mechanisms clicked into place. The weight in his chest suffocated, and the building rage he had no choice but to keep in check scorched him from the inside out. He begged and pleaded with Frieza to let Vegetaās verbal lash out slide this time with every excuse he could think up on the fly: heās still mourning the destruction of his home planet and it has made him overly rash and thoughtless, the he could handle the punishment himself this time and would ensure it never happened again, the Nappa himself would undergo discipline in his princeās stead, for the insurrection was an obvious show of his failing in raising him. All to no avail; the Saiyan general could only stand by helplessly as the soldier tossed the boy into the pitch black room. No light. No sound. Cold. A cell created specifically for sensory deprivation.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Even as Frieza and his goons returned to their business, Nappa remained stalwart outside the door, a gargantuan sentry with a stony expression. To ensure none of the soldiers who brought him food or knew of the princeās whereabouts got any ideas about trying to abuse him. To steal any glimpse he could of the prodigy Saiyan when the door cracked open, a peep from him so heĀ could be certain he still lived. The kid was tough but he was just that: a child. Stubborn and would refuse the paltry meals for as long as he could. Nappa tried not to consider the idea of him offing himself. Vegeta held his head high after the news of their peopleās demise, playing the part of a diligent prince shoved into the role of leading the remainder of the Saiyans despite his young age, lack of experience, and the monumental tragedy laid before them. But Nappa still worried it was all a front, but hoped he truly was simply too young to deeply feel the weight placed on his shoulders yet.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Six days Nappa remained posted at the cell door. He refused meals and any company outside of Raditz who often joined him in between his training sessions, sleep, or his own meals. He hovered menacingly over each soldier that brought the prince food and water and sent them running with their tails tucked between their legs with threats in the face of the insulting remarks. When he managed a wink of sleep, he dozed on his feet, the slightest of sounds waking him and reminding him of his duty. His promise and this failure to keep it. This would be his punishment.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā He wasted no time when given the okay to retrieve the prince, entering the cell and nearly freezing in his tracks when he found him curled in the corner, tail wrapped tightly around himself for the modicum of comfort it could offer him. The childās tail bristled and his body stiffened with a feral hiss when Nappa scooped him up. He calmed in moments, and the trek to the room he shared with Raditz was a silent one.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Nappa deposited the prince on his bunk with a gentleness uncharacteristic of the giant and watched as he burrowed beneath the blanket and turned his back on the general. Raditz snored lightly in the bunk above. Nappa lowered himself into the only seat in the room. The situation only reminded him how powerless he truly was when it came to protecting not only Vegeta as he promised the king and queen, but Raditz as well. Vegeta himself surpassed him already, and neither of them were a match for Frieza. Thus, he had no prayer in stopping Frieza in whatever abuses he chose to enact on the prince.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā He swept a hand over his face. He couldnāt tell how long he sat watching in complete silence, but exhaustion and obligation kept the general rooted to the seat. What compelled him to speak he could only guess at, but the words sprang from his throat before he could stop them, utterances that weighed on his tongue since the incident days before:Ā āIām sorry, kiddo. So damn sorry. ā His grip tightened on his knees.Ā āI wish I could protect you like your parents wanted...Like you deserve.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā He didnāt expect the boy to respond, to turn over, or to meet his hardened, cold gaze.Ā āFeeling sorry for yourself wonāt do you any good. Mother, father.... everyone else is dead. We survived, and weāll keep doing it...no matter what it takes.ā He paused, and Nappa noted his fingers grip the sheets beneath him.Ā āWeāre the lucky ones.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Nappa stared dumbly for a few moments, but nodded.Ā āGuess we are,ā he muttered. An empty sentiment, but the princeās resilience, his pride, bolstered the elder Saiyan.Ā āGuess we are.ā
"Mortals always covet what belongs to God, and the beauty of God has no equal.
Your creator gifted you with perception that you might see this for yourself, and now you have. Consider yourself blessed to have seen the face of God while you still live."
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āYou have left such an impression on the minds of the people youāve met, Jiren. Itās your name that comes spilling out of their heads when I even say the wordĀ āstrengthā, let aloneĀ āthe strongestā.ā
Hearts isnāt satisfied just knowing what people think, or just knowing how they feel about Jiren. While impressive enough, and certainly interesting enough-Ā
-Hearts has to see the real thing. He has to feel the real thing. The Universe and all things in it were meant for mortals to experience. Too long have the gods held absolute power over these things- over how strong mortals may become, what talents they may develop.Ā
He wondered if he could find a kindred spirit in Jiren, or if heād find even more opposition.
āDo you also think of yourself when you think of strength? I wonder if I read your mind right now, would you be thinking about your own strength, or someone elseās... or would you just be thinking about whether Iām done asking stupid questions like that?āĀ
So maybe heās also a little giddy at meeting someone heās only seen in other peopleās minds as the paragon of strength.
"There's no amount of strength you could acquire that will ever protect you from what you're really afraid of.
When I look inside you I sense a red and painful wound - an old one, but a wound nonetheless, and I think everything you're afraid of is in there, waiting for your strength to not be enough.
I think you might even know what that's like - to not be enough."