>>5959257Leaving King Vegeta's palace behind, you teleport this time to your eldest-born son. Leaving your homeworld behind, you find yourself standing on an open plain, atop a crystal platform. Hundreds of the furry ball creatures, the ones Chilli's apprentice can summon are all floating about the air, you looking around confused.
“Dad? Mom?” Chilli asks, you both turning to him. “Time out Alimar, something's up.”
“Of course, Master.” the younger man says, you turning and seeing him with his familiar horned creatures flanking him, as well as three of the winged ones flying about him. “Take your time.”
“So, what's going on?” your son asks, you turning back to him. “What happened?”
“Well...” you start, again explaining everything. You've gotten rather good at explaining the story, doing it in record time as your son nods along. And as soon as you get to the fact the tournament will be a five-on-five, he interrupts.
“You....Really picked me to be one of the five?” he asks, sounding genuinely surprised. “Really?”
“Of course. We have no idea what Champa's universe's fighters can do.” you tell him. “And with all your powers, you could be the deciding factor between victory and defeat.”
“Not to mention Lord Beerus thinks that his brother will try and cheat somehow.” Meloka adds in. “Plus, as long as they don't die, you can use any of your powers on them.”
“I see. And you said it's in one week from today?” your son asks, you nodding. He looks over to his apprentice, then over towards the village a moment before closing his eyes. No doubt reaching out to at least one person telepathically. “I should be able to come, as of now there's nothing scheduled going on. But that doesn't mean there won't be any problems day-of. Do you have a backup fighter, should the worst happen?”
“Of course, we have several. But that doesn't mean you get to skip out.” Meloka answers, causing Chilli to chuckle.
“I'm looking forward to it, but that doesn't mean life won't try and get in the way.” he answers. “Just this past week, two separate undead armies, flying two different flags have tried attacking the village. The job never ends.”
“No it doesn't.” you reply, lost in your own memories a moment. Brought out of them by his next question.
“Do you think we can bring guests?” your son asks you. “I'd like to have my family there, as well as a few others. Do you think that'd be okay?”
Well? What do you think?
>Tell him it should be fine, bring whoever he wants>Say that you think a few guests wouldn't be a problem, but others may want to bring witnesses as well>Warn him that you think it's best he come alone, space will probably be limited in whatever Whis and Beerus have to travel from one universe to another>Other(write in)