Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ Vᴇɢᴇᴛᴀ

𝗕𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗹.

[Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ Vᴇɢᴇᴛᴀ @ShonenOji]

Tʜᴇ ᴀʟᴍɪɢʜᴛʏ Sᴀɪʏᴀɴ Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ.

❝𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝐼'𝑚 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑡, 𝐼 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝗱𝗮𝗺𝗻 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁.
𝑊𝑒𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑒, 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁.❞

Vᴇɢᴇᴛᴀ. - ベジータ

[Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ Vᴇɢᴇᴛᴀ @ShonenOji]

Gazes upon the (hopefully) unaware @affluentazure, lips curling into a faint smile upon his visage.

[Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ Vᴇɢᴇᴛᴀ @ShonenOji]

"Hmph, I could be training."

[AB / COMMS OPEN @abloomsdayy]

revisited

[Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ Vᴇɢᴇᴛᴀ @ShonenOji]

The prince couldn't help but notice that it was a bit draftier than usual today.

"Hmph."

[𝑩𝑼𝑳𝑴𝑨 𝑩𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑭𝑺 @affluentazure]

"...Do you have 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩?"

[Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ Vᴇɢᴇᴛᴀ @ShonenOji]

@affluentazure

"Bulma, tell me, do I have 'rizz'?"

[Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ Vᴇɢᴇᴛᴀ @ShonenOji]

Yeah, yeah. Truly, I can't stand you sometimes.

(Lying through his teeth, admittedly)

[𝑩𝒖𝒍𝒎𝒂 ⋯ ✩ @blueheiress]

That’s because you know me so well, you dork.

[Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ Vᴇɢᴇᴛᴀ @ShonenOji]

...I can't believe you.

No...on second thought, I can believe that precisely.

[𝑩𝒖𝒍𝒎𝒂 ⋯ ✩ @blueheiress]

…. Not exactly.

I mean, that was my intention at first, sure! But then I took a break and accidentally put on Too Hot To Handle and you know how it goes. I just decided to make a weekend out of it!

[Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ Vᴇɢᴇᴛᴀ @ShonenOji]

...BEYOND stating the blatantly obvious for the entire world to hear, I suspect you've come up with quite the invention to have been gone for so long.

[𝑩𝒖𝒍𝒎𝒂 ⋯ ✩ @blueheiress]

Thought so.

[Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ Vᴇɢᴇᴛᴀ @ShonenOji]

....Hmph.

[𝑩𝒖𝒍𝒎𝒂 ⋯ ✩ @blueheiress]

Don’t act like you didn’t miss me.

[Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ Vᴇɢᴇᴛᴀ @ShonenOji]

Well, look who finally emerged from the cave you call a lab...

[𝑩𝒖𝒍𝒎𝒂 ⋯ ✩ @blueheiress]

💋 Hi.

[✧˖°. ∑ 𝑮𝘌𝘈͟𝘙͟𝘏͟𝘌͙𝘈𝘋. 𝞹 𝜗𝜚 @BURUMACORP]

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[Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ Vᴇɢᴇᴛᴀ @ShonenOji]

by the way."

[Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ Vᴇɢᴇᴛᴀ @ShonenOji]

Ah.

A scolding from his beloved, something a mighty saiyan prince couldn't so easily overcome — it had arrived a bit earlier than anticipated this time around, considering that he figured the early morning was his alone.

"Nothing much of your concern, anyway — good morning,-

[𝑩𝑼𝑳𝑴𝑨 𝑩𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑭𝑺 @affluentazure]

"And what exactly are you huffing about?"

[Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ Vᴇɢᴇᴛᴀ @ShonenOji]

"Hmph."

[Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ Vᴇɢᴇᴛᴀ @ShonenOji]

|| Hopefully the bots don't invade again

[Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ Vᴇɢᴇᴛᴀ @ShonenOji]

- both his thoughts and energy.

[Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ Vᴇɢᴇᴛᴀ @ShonenOji]

𝑴𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 . . .

Over the years, the 'fire' within the prince had been tempered by a variety of factors. However, it still burned brightly— though now...not so out of control, so unchecked and wild as in his youth. This was the purpose of such an exercise: To channel -

[Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ Vᴇɢᴇᴛᴀ @ShonenOji]

- her hand was any indication. As usual, she seemed to be working on something....

"And what might you be doing?"

[Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ Vᴇɢᴇᴛᴀ @ShonenOji]

For the moment, the prince was at home — surprisingly enough. Currently not putting the gravity chamber through its paces, he merely roamed the place, observing (mostly) in silence. Happening upon his wife, he'd glance over at her — seemingly coated with oil, if the napkin in -

[𝑩𝑼𝑳𝑴𝑨 𝑩𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑭𝑺 @affluentazure]

"Eugh!"

Wiping oil off of her hands and face with a handkerchief.

"I hate getting my hands dirty."