Broly, Raditz and I walk into the canteen, our postures sluggish and our feet dragging on the floor. It's been a week since we've left Planet Vegeta, and I've been begging for landfall since day three...
"I'm so tired..." Broly groaned as he rubbed his tired eyes.
"How long do . . . . we have to put up with this...?" Raditz asked, yawning in the middle of his question.
"Three months..." I tell him, my eyes barely able to keep themselves open.
Raditz and Broly both let out a defeated groan at my answer as they followed me to the serving line to grab our food.
The living situation on this ship was nothing short of an absolute nightmare. Dozens of Saiyan sleeping in such close proximity to each other was bound to be problematic.
How was it problematic? Was there infighting? Were Saiyan Low and High Class politics in full affect?
Yes...
But that's not why we're tired...
Snoring.
Endless... goddamn... snoring...
All night. Without failure. Too loud to tune out.
The dark circles under my eyes were a testament of just how little sleep we've been getting since the beginning of this damn journey, and it's been driving me and my entire team insane.
Well, all except for one of them...
As we grabbed our trays, we head to our usual table that was towards the back of the canteen, seeing that Vegeta was already there eating his breakfast.
The prideful little shit looking quite rested....
Unlike rest of us who had to deal with the constant noise of the other Saiyans, Vegeta had his own private quarters, which is no doubt fucking soundproofed. Leave it to the Saiyan royal family to find a way to piss me off without even deliberately trying to.
"I'm going to kill him..." Raditz grumbled as he glared at Prince.
"Get in line..." I told him.
I wasn't kidding.
I'm not a good person. Well, considering the fact I legitimately massacred an entire race of people and took over their planet, I was pretty sure that I crossed the boundary 'not good' and headed more into art school reject territory, but I digress, I'm not a good person nor will I ever claim to be a good person.
But I'm even worse when I haven't had any sleep.
So when I told Raditz to get in line, I didn't mean it as a joke or clever little comment, I honestly wanted to beat the shit out of him.
And not just a little one-tap knock out either. Enough to give him the maximum boost of a Zenkai type of beating.
"Why are you all staring at me like that?" Vegeta asked with a raised eyebrow as we sat down at the table and gave him dirty looks.
Yes, even Broly.
I don't know whether or not this was about to be his Z Broly Arc, but I was too tired to care at this moment in time. If he wanted to go all 'KAKAROT!' on Vegeta, who am I to stop him?
"Don't worry about it." I told him as I laid my head on the table, instantly falling asleep.
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[General POV]
Vegeta looks on at Zyleth's sleeping form with a confused expression, but he just shook his head and decided to move on.
"Did your dad say anything about . . . . what that "extremely important" thing actually is?" Raditz asked as he let out another yawn.
"No." Vegeta answered, shaking his head with a bit of annoyance, "Whatever it is, he's keeping it secret from everyone. Even me."
"Great..." Raditz groaned before planting his head on the table, "What good is being a prince if you're just as clueless as the rest of us?"
Vegeta's eyebrow twitched in annoyance, but before he could form his rebuttal, a familiar voice sounds off from right beside them.
"I see you all are having a good time."
The three Saiyan children look over and see Team Bardock sitting at the table beside them. They could tell that Shugesh was the one who had spoken to them because he was the only one not focused in on his food.
Surprisingly...
Shugesh looks at the exhausted children, minus Vegeta, and couldn't help but chuckle at the state they were in.
"I see that you're all looking rested." He said teasingly, just trying to get a rise out of them.
Raditz and Broly look up at him with annoyed glares, which caused him to laugh even harder.
"Leave them alone, Shugesh." Bardock told him with a bored tone of voice.
"What? They all know I'm just messin' around." He smiled widely as looked toward the unconscious Zyleth and asked, "Isn't that right, Zyleth?"
"I'm gonna rip your head off..." Zyleth muttered back in his sleep.
That caused Shugesh to jerk back a bit in shock before leaning in to look at Zyleth more closely, "Is he really asleep?"
"I'm gonna rip your damn head off, grandma..." Zyleth let out another tired mutter.
That caused everyone around him to go silent, even causing the members of Team Bardock to stop eating at look over. Bardock and Raditz themselves could only look on with confused expressions.
"We... We don't even have a grandma..." Raditz said, wondering why Zyleth was dreaming about ripping the head off someone who they've never even met.
"Eh, I mean he's not wrong for wanting to. Your grandmother was a real piece of work." Bardock told him before turning back to his breakfast.
"Yours or mother's?" Raditz asked curiously.
"Yes."
Everyone's gazes turned towards Bardock, some giving wry smiles. Before Raditz could question any of that, they were interrupted when another Saiyan Team had suddenly approached them, cocky smirks written all over each of their faces.
"Well, well, well, look at this. The Legendary Super Saiyan in the flesh!" One of them said, the supposed leader of the outfit, his gaze on the sleeping Zyleth, "It's such an honor to meet you!"
No one knew who he was or what he was talking about, but his sarcastic tone made them either roll their eyes or look at him with hostility.
"Legendary Super Saiyan? What are you spouting?" Vegeta asked the man, who was annoying him more and more the longer he had to stare at his face.
"We saw the fight with Nappa. Everyone on Planet Vegeta probably has by now." One of the members said this time, her voice just as infuriating as their leader.
"We all saw how this... child went and defeated Nappa in just three blows. Good stuff. Really astonishing." The leader said, his voice dripping with even more sarcasm, "Everyone's saying that he might be the coming of the Super Saiyan of Legend."
"What do you want?" Bardock asked, tired of beating around the bush with these guys.
"We don't want anything. We just wanted to meet the Legendary Super Saiyan." One of the other members said in a mocking tone.
"Mhm. And I can honestly say... he's not as impressive as everyone makes him out to be..." The leader said as he looked at Zyleth with a pitiful gaze.
"You've got some nerve, asswipe." Fasha said through gritted teeth, looking at them all with a heated glare before asking, "Who the hell even are you?"
"I'm Ocuro." The leader introduced himself before introducing the other members of his team.
The woman was named Rhuba and the male who had spoken out earlier was Orko, he and the leader were related, though no one really cared for that little tidbit.
The two that haven't spoken up yet were both male, their names being Matoto and Chiva.
"Altogether, we make up Team Ocuro." Ocuro himself said with a cocky smirk.
"Never heard of ya. Get lost." Tora said bluntly, his head motioning them towards the exit.
"Come on now, no need to be so rude. We just wanted to meet the child everyone's talking about. And I've got to say, I'm very disappointed." Ocuro said, closing his eyes and shaking his head with a sad expression that was obviously fake.
"Luckily for me, I don't really give a fuck about your disappointment."
Looking towards Zyleth, everyone saw that he was now awake and stretching himself out.
"Oh, my apologies. I didn't--"
A sudden loud crack coming from Zyleth's neck promptly cut him off, the child turning around in his seat to address him.
"Save your fake sincerity for someone dumb enough to fall for your bullshit." Zyleth told him with a bored expression that perfectly mirrored Bardock's, "Just hurry up and tell me what you maggots want."
Hearing this and seeing the child's face, Ocuro's expression grew even uglier as he glared at both of the teams before regaining his earlier cocky expression.
"We want to challenge you."
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