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[He doesn't know Zuko.]

Oh? And who is this Zuko? [Is it a boy? It better not be.]

Edited (HTML FUUUUUU) 2013-06-12 16:57 (UTC)

He's a firebender. I explained some things about this place when he first arrived in Luceti. He's nice and he comes from an entire nation of firebenders, so.

[She shrugs, apparently not seeing what the problem would be with her talking to Zuko.]

[He gives her an eye, because he doesn't trust boys- but she is a big girl and can take care of herself. Unless she brings him home.]

Fine, but if he tries anything funny there won't be any more firebending lessons.

Just what do you think he's going to try?! We're just friends and I know better than to befriend perverts, thank you very much.

[Or at least those who are open and creepy about it. She's still a little innocent and naive about these things at times, but she's a good judge of character generally.]

I'm not sure if I even want to find out what he'd try. Perhaps I should make sure of it.

[Break his arms? Or maybe just sever his hands from his wrists. There are endless possibilities.]

Dad, you don't need to make sure of anything! I'm going to talk to him about firebending, because I've got these new powers because Eferin possessed us so that the creepy spirit wouldn't.

[Hairflip of annoyance. Oops, there goes a little spark of fire.]

This is ridiculous.

Ah-! [No no no do not start the house on fire again no no no

He is going to smack his hands together right on that spark before it falls and catches anything on fire. Whew, that was close.]

Will you watch it!? [He growls and glares. He is so not dealing with that again.]

What's ridiculous is that you've got to go to some boy to help you with this dilemma. You know I could just as easily show you how to control it.

[He still doesn't have a handle on it, and is the biggest hypocrite ever. He got instruction from Saori earlier.]

Edited (HI I AM FAIL AT ENGLISH) 2013-06-15 00:04 (UTC)

Well, you called Korra a bothersome girl, so I'll go and learn from a boy you haven't met instead!

[She looks at all the singe marks on her father, nonplussed. Can you see the look of disbelief on your teenage daughter's face, Vegeta?]

Yeah, I think I'm gonna stick with lessons from someone who's been controlling fire for years. If controlling fire was just like ki, you'd already have it mastered and I at least wouldn't be having stupid accidents with it.

Fine, if you think he's going to do a better job, you go ahead. When you come back more burned than I, don't come crying to me. [Aw man, that hurt the pride. Right in the kisser, Bulla.]

[It's a gift passed down from mother to daughter. Bulla has applying a pin to her saiyan prince father's swollen pride down to an art form.]

Don't worry, I won't because I'm not going to come back more burned than you.

Yeah, we'll see about that. Go ahead. Go learn from this veteran of flame for all I care. [So butthurt.]

Just make sure you're home in time for dinner, got it?

Got it.

[She gives her father a cheerful little pat on the arm before heading out.]

Have you tried using these big wings to fly instead of ki, by the way?

[She's kind of curious.]

They look like they could support a person's full body weight.

[Yeah yeah pat on the arm his daughter jfc]

No, I don't see the point but if you want to go ahead and try it be my guest. I've already seen a few fly with those wings so they definitely are more than enough so anyone can fly around at the moment.

Might as well give it a try. If I don't know what I'm doing and I start to fall, I can catch myself with my ki.

[Well, that settles it. She even has a backup plan to keep herself from hurting her wings.]

Okay, I'm heading out now!

[He rolls his eyes and waves her off. Ugh, whatever.]

[Hopefully Bulla has gotten enough beauty sleep, because she's going to be awakened in the morning, before she would wake up on her own, but not obscenely early either. Her room is going to be filled with the scent of a recently cooked breakfast as Bulma slips in the room carrying a tray with it and humming happily. If the scent of food isn't enough to wake her up then a lightly shake from Bulma should do the trick.]

Rise and shine, Bulla. A great day awaits for you.

[Bulla's having a nice dream, as a matter of fact, and the scent of the delicious food permeates into the dream. As it turns out, the restaurant she's gone to with all her family and friends (including the ones she's met in Luceti) to introduce her wonderful new boyfriend serves all day breakfast. When she wakes from being lightly shaken, her eyes blink sleepily as her vision slowly comes into focus and she sees her mom with a tray of food. She rolls herself over onto her back and pushes herself to sit up after a moment.]

Morning, Mom. Breakfast smells fantastic.

Good morning, dear. Did you sleep well?

[Bulma smiles widely as she places the tray over Bulla's lap, supported by the tray's small legs. It's a breakfast suitable for a half-saiyan with plenty of food even if it doesn't have as much as there would be on a table, after all a tray has limited space even their biggest ones and Bulma had to carry it. Bulla is going to find her favourites on it, everything warm and delicious and clearly having been done with lots of extra care and love.]

I had a great dream. I had a new boyfriend that Dad didn't hate, and the whole family, plus all our friends from home and here were all going out for dinner together.

[It wasn't really an exciting dream, but it was a pleasant one nonetheless.]

...it wound up being at an all day breakfast place. I guess that was because I smelled your cooking before I fully woke up.

[As Bulla speaks, telling her about her dream, Bulma reaches for a chair to sit besides her daughter's bed. The dream makes her smile, it was something so simple, so mundane that there was something unique on it since it came from such a special kid. It was something that worried her at times, how similar Bulla seemed to be at times to her when she was young. Except that Bulla seemed to be more mature and with her feet on the ground more than Bulma did, and that's all that keeps her from worrying too much about it. That and the knowledge that if somehow Bulla ended with her own personal Yamcha she could break his arms the first moment he hurt her no matter how lightly.]

What, can't you have dinner at an all day breakfast place? Sounds pretty logical to me.

[There's a pause as she looks at Bulla, which is something she often does, as if constantly looking at the child would somehow burn her image in her mind enough to keep it from vanishing once she returns to her proper time and place. She knows it's impossible but... There was a time in which she thought it would be impossible for her to have more than one kid.]

Would you like for that to happen? To be able to see the friends you have made her even when you're back home?

[Not only could she break the boy's arms, but she's actually aware that she could, now that she finally understands that her strength is, in fact, superhuman. Bulma might be pleased to know that Bulla's politely declined dating one of the local ladies men in Luceti.

In the meantime, she begins eating the carefully prepared breakfast that includes all of her favourites.]

I would. If there was some way to call them up and visit once in a while, I'd do that. I've met a lot of nice people here.

[It's not something impossible, not in Bulma's mind. On paper and theory creating a machine that allowed moving between dimensions as well as time and space shouldn't be out of her reach. Not when she has two thirds of that covered already. The problem, though, would be remembering to work on that once she returns and knowing where exactly to go once the machine would be completed.]

Maybe you should gather data about your friends' worlds and universes then. If there's a way out of here that allows us to keep our memories I could try to build a machine that would allow you that.

If I started working on it on my time, maybe it would be done by the time you're fifteen.

[It certainly would give her a lot of time to do it, which is appreciated as she technically hasn't built a time machine yet.]

[Bulla is incredibly touched by the offer. If there's anyone in any world capable of making such a thing, it would be her mother.]

I don't know if there is any way for anyone to keep their memories, but that would be amazing if we could actually visit people and bring them over for visits. I'd love to show Quinn how great our local shopping mall is. And Asami would love your inventions.

Well, personally I'm guessing that if there's a way it would be related, if not a direct consequence, to finding a way to leave this place on will. Even if finding the way to leave at will would still cause a memory loss, it's possible we could bring data over with us in the form of documents which would allow me to work on that. I think the main reason why we forget upon returning is a defense mechanism, maybe from our minds or this world itself, to avoid altering timelines too greatly.

[She remembers Goku being worried when Piccolo started telling them about the future, probably because Trunks' very existence was in danger at the moment. Back then, she doubts that either Vegeta or her would have reacted positively to the news, and she could see them never getting together just because of that. Because back then he still was, well, him, and Bulma was still stubborn and clinging to Yamcha out of pride and desperation.]

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