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You’ve woken up a few hours ago and enjoyed some of that sweet earthling coffee, you already asked Bulma to get some onto the spaceship before leaving. You step outside of your empty home and see Nappa and Raditz training their martial arts. Way down the ‘neighborhood’, you can see Calava relaxing on a long chair with sunglasses on, Kalabash is training with his daughter. You know that Rasha and Olond are in their homes, likely meditating.
You were going to take a seat on a chair outside of your house, but you spot a black dot in the sky, growing larger and larger. “Huh?”
The rest who are out and about have also diverted their attention to the dot, which increases more and more in size until it’s finally close enough to make sense of it. It’s the ship, larger and with a longer shape, and it’s flying down fast, almost as fast as an attack pod.
It’s so fast that you see Nappa and Raditz struggle to get out of its way by running, it takes them little to realize that they need to dash away or get they’ll get buried. Calava has gotten up and removed her glasses, Kalabash and Rokka look mouth agape at the ship, the latter jumping in joy at the sight.
The ship’s landing gears open up and you see it slow down extremely fast, so fast that a gush of wind spreads around it right before it softly touches the ground.
You walk up to the entryway and hear the airlock’s decompressor. The door opens in the middle, sliding to the sides. Behind it you see three people with technician fatigues, filthy with oil and grease. From left to right, they’re Bulma’s Father, Bulma and Turles.
Turles walks down the ramp as he stretches his neck and arms. He flies off to his home, likely to wash. Bulma and her father walk down the ramp after him with pride in their faces, though you notice her father is rather wary of you.
She looks straight at you. “Here it is, the Capsule Corps Saiyan Spacebase Mark II is ready to go!”
You close your eyes and feel your forehead’s vein propping up already. “That is…” You shut up, preferring not to get in this argument again. “Good.” You say. “Is the gravity room ready-“
She shuts you up by grabbing your arm. A part of you wants to swiftly drive her hands away, but that part of you is from a past you’d rather forget. She takes you up the ramp, her father walking behind. He starts to speak.
“My daughter’s calculations were good.” He says. “I refined a few parts here and there, but I otherwise only applied what she brought me. This ship will go twice as fast through efficient route calculation and new fission methods in the hyperdrive, it burns fuel at a much lower rate-“
“Don’t bore Vegeta with the technical stuff.” Bulma says angrily. She looks at you. “I’ll tell you all about it during our coffee breaks!”
Your face reddens. “Coffee breaks?” You shake your head. “Whatever. The gravity room…”
