>>5440483It’s been around 3 months since your return to Earth. You get off your bed, bid good morning to Nappa and Raditz, have some more of that earthling coffee and get out of your house to sit on your porch’s chair for a little bit.
The ‘Saiyan neighborhood’ wakes up along with you. There’s Calava, who waves at you for an instant as she stretches and flies off. Kalabash is kissing Gisa goodbye and his kid Oshe goodbye, then he flies off along with Rokka. The Saiyan newcomers have been training together for a good while too.
Raditz comes out of the house, scratching his long mane with his sole arm. “Good morning, my prince.” He says. “I’ll be off to train with Piccolo.”
Nappa slaps him on the back of the head. “You mean the Namekian, right?”
Raditz glares at him. “Sod off.” He flies off, the air booming as he breaks the sound barrier.
You chuckle, as does Nappa, who sits on a chair of his own, there is a comical disparity between the seated and his seat.
“We’ll be off soon.” Nappa says.
“Yes.” You reply.
A gust of wind passes by the hills where you settled on Earth. It’s a pleasant one, you breathe in the fresh air that contrasts so perfectly with the light heat emanating from this world’s sun. It’s rather idyllic.
You see a silhouette forming in the distance. It’s Bulma, flying towards your home. It’s still a small speed, but as you come into view, she starts twirling around to show off her newfound ability to control herself in the air. Simply propelling yourself up and forward is one thing, but being able to do tricks in the air is another. Still, she has a piece of armor similar to yours on, just in case she lands a bit too abruptly.
“She hasn’t stopped since she got it, hasn’t she?” Nappa asks.
“I don’t know if she’s even touched the ground in the past two months.” You reply.
She landed in front of both of you as if she were an acrobat finishing a séance in front of a crowd. You both sat there and watched her.
“You’ve progressed.” You say.
“Progressed?!” She yells. She puts a prideful hand to her chest. “I’m a pure prodigy!”
You raise an eyebrow. “Prodigy? Have you broken the sound barrier yet?”
You notice her raising an eyebrow of her own, she crosses her arms and does not seem to puff her chest so much anymore. “The sound barrier?” She says. “Well, if I did that I’d just tear my eardrums, so…”
“Your human friends were able to do it without destroying their hearing.”
