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“Huh?! But you look exactly my Dad....” She scoffed clearly flustered. 

Moony was a bit surprised to see and well feel Black here. “Hmnm..well someone is getting good at being more sneaky.”

❛ look i don’t know who you think you are but what you did back there wasn’t very nice and you should feel ashamed of yourself ! ❜  

     “i really ... don’t understand these earthling holidays or whatever they call it. so like, they all worship this Sanna Klaws guy who breaks into ya house unless you hang a circle of tree leaves on the door?? humans are weird.”

Teal hues furrow in suspicion, glaring intently at the mockery standing before him. In many regards the lookalike resembled the same oaf he longed to fight, but knew was impossible. He was dead and buried, whereas this stranger was quite alive. “What a pathetic display! You’re not the real Kakarot!”     Whilst his words made one specific claim, his instincts worked to inform him otherwise. Try as he might to ignore the obvious, every fibre of his being was telling the corrupted saiyajin that this man was his rival, even with the decidedly darker attire and completely different ki. “How dare you stand there and mock me with his image. I should kill you on the spot for this transgression!”

      “KAKAROT!”

“What’s in it for me?” She asked. 

“You think you are so tough but in reality you just a scared little Kaioshin.”