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The land surrounding the crash zone was a pleasant one, he supposed, although it could have been far worse, compared to the dense forest that he found himself in. Landing in one the planet's populated cities would have more than likely proven problematic, with the local authorities trying to enforce their laws on him, him resisting arrest and getting annoyed, and then slaughtering everyone within the immediate area….. again. Not the most pleasant of trips looking back on it, and certainly not one that he would like to repeat. That jockstrap incident was what convinced him of Freeza's inability to rule, although he had to begrudgingly admit, he had it covered up fairly well, with all involved threatened to keep silent. At least a lesson had been learned, and thus it was mandated that all ships had to be moved to a secure location that could be taken off from easily after landing. He kept that in mind as he carried the pod with Gine still asleep within it, traversing the dark landscape at night, although he was hoping to find somewhere to stash his ship, rather unconcerned with leaving in a hurry.
Finally locating an empty cave that look structurally sound, he placed the pod inside before attending to his gear. The tracker in the pod had already been disabled by Toma, whilst the one in the Scouter had been dealt with by Bardock, but until he had the chance to filter outgoing communications from his Scouter, that feature had been disabled for the time being. Luckily enough, this left the actual scouting intact, along with a translation feature that had proved invaluable several times over the years. Making sure that the pod was secure and Gine wouldn't be able to leave, he took off, ready to hunt. He had felt the life force of several types of animals around, and they shouldn't prove a problem in preparing to eat for himself, a Saiyan's only concern regarding food was whether there was enough of it. Finding several animals that looked the same, brown fur, standing on all four legs, the teenage Saiyan quickly set about killing the animals, although he could have sworn that one cried out for a 'Bambi', whatever that was, he returned to near his cave with his catch, preparing the animals over a small campfire. Cleaning and cooking the animals was an easy feat, and with his hunger sated for the time being, he turned in, with plans to prepare a proper shelter in the morning.
It was to light streaming in the cave's entrance that he awoke, but not the reason, that honour belonging to the screaming Saiyan infant struggling in the pod.
"Oh what now?" Bardock grumbled, making his way to the child, "Are you hungry, there should be something left over, I can feed you from that….."
He cut himself off as he witnessed the first flaw in his obviously not perfect plan. Gine had only recently been born, and thus had not completed her infancy in the nurturing tank that all Saiyans would normally spend their first few years in. The pods were exceptionally useful in that they would provide all nutrients that an infant would need, as well as taking care of any other problems associated with the young. Thus, having her leave early meant one problematic fact, Gine had not yet developed teeth.
"Aw crap-baskets, this is bad," he groaned, he had wanted to avoid interactions with the locals for the most part, but now he would have no choice but to find a local settlement, whether to find a suitable nurturing tank, which was unlikely, and thus he would have to find whatever edible food the earthlings used for their young.
"Alright little one, let's go," securing the child to his armour with some bindings made of cloth from the his meagre belongings, he took off to where both he and his scouter detected a large gathering of lifeforms.
If the strange looks he was getting weren't bad enough, it was the fact the local 'humans', as they were called, used the universal common tongue and gave him a false hope, as he soon noticed that they used an entirely different written language compared to common writings in the Freeza Force. Thus he relied on his Scouter to provide a meager attempt at translation, stumbling about the city as he looked for a place to purchase supplies. Finally entering a building that looked right, and hoping that his Scouter had translated properly, Bardock was greeted with the sight of a large building filled with dozens of shops offering various amounts of goods, from clothing, to recreational, and to his great delight, several that focused on food. However, none offered the Saiyan the food for an infant to his great displeasure, but one of the locals had proved themselves useful enough to guide him to a store within the mall, as the elderly woman described the building he found himself in, that sold the supplies that he required.
"Thank you human, if I bother in taking over this planet, I will ensure that you receive an adequate reward under my reign." Bardock prided himself, already he was finding allies with the dominant local species.
"Aw, well thank you dear, its so nice to spend time with the younger generation these days, you and your sister have fun now." The elderly woman walked off, greeting an older man and young male human around his own age, "Ben, Peter, I met the most interesting young man. And here I thought a trip out of New York wouldn't be any good for us."
Satisfied at his success, Bardock began to wander the store, finally locating the area reserved for infants, yet another fascinating creation that this weaker species had proved their worth in, organising things to a meticulous detail, obviously they would prove useful in his reign once he had slain Freeza and his family, bringing the Cold family empire under the rightful rule of the Saiyan. Collecting several jars of what was aptly name 'baby food', he made his way to the service area, where another male, barely entering adulthood was waiting with a bored look on his face. Once the soulless man had scanned the food and asked for payment however, Bardock ran into another problem.
"What do you mean this isn't currency, this is widely accepted in the universe you ignorant human." He was baffled, how could this fool not realise this simple fact?
"Look pal," the cashier began, "I don't care what kind of cosplay thing you have going on, but you need actual money to pay for this stuff."
At this Bardock realised that once again, an example would need to be made on a species unaware of the might of the Saiyan race. "Very well human, I have an adequate alternative for your payment."
"Actual money?" The level of sarcasm in his voice was almost impressive.
"No you ignorant fool, simply hand over the food, or be eradicated." At this point, Bardock raised one hand, keeping Gine secured with the other.
"Look pal, no Jedi mind trick is gonna get you the food for free, now scram."
At this blatant disrespect, Bardock's eye twitched, and his limited patience reaching its end, grabbed the cashier by his shirt, yanking him across the counter.
"H-hey man, w-hat do you think you're doing?" nervousness and fear quickly replaced the college student's previous uncaring demeanour, a basic instinct for survival now running through his head. "L-listen, if you really want it, the baby food is all yours man."
The pleas of the cashier fell on deaf ears, with the cold, ruthless nature of the Saiyan taking the forefront of his interaction with the snivelling wretch before him. "I would have been happy to take the food and leave it at that, but you insulted me, and then when confronted, you turn into a pitiful child, begging to be saved and lacking any spine. I think I would be doing this world a favour by ridding it of you."
Before the Saiyan could commit to his threat however, a young female voice interjected into the rapidly escalating mess, "Is there a problem here?"
Katherine 'Kitty' Pryde had been having a rather ordinary day so far, having taken a break from her studies to head to the mall to buy some snacks, look at some clothes outside of her allowance, the simple life. But inside one of the stores however, she caught a glimpse of a teenage boy and a baby girl wearing some kind of dark blue and gold science fiction armour, white and gold boots, and armbands on the both of them, pink for the girl and a dark blue for the boy, and what looked like a monkey tail, wrapped around his waist, whilst the girl's dangled free.
"Really cool cosplay," she muttered, eyeing up their costumes, "maybe from a series from Japan?" Turning back to the snacks she was considering on spending the last of her allowance on, when she heard a commotion at the checkout. Looking up at them, she saw the boy hold up his right hand to the cashier, who seemed to be utterly dead inside from his job. Once the boy grabbed and threatened the cashier, she decided to interject into the scene.
"Is there a problem here?"
It was at this that the boy turned around, with a weird device on his left ear and a blue lens over his left eye, with a cross shaped scar on his left cheek. 'Wow,' Kitty thought to herself, 'he looks kind of cute, and like a bad-ass, at the same time.' It was his hair that truly caught her eye however, 'How long did it take him to style it like a coconut tree?'
"Yes human female, there is," his surprisingly deep voice brought her back to reality, "this fool will not accept a universal currency." He gestured to several silver sticks on the counter, before continuing once again. "As he refuses to do so, I cannot purchase food for this little one."
Kitty stepped up, looking at the items on the counter, before looking at the innocent eyes of the baby in his arms, feeling her heart melt at the cute stare of the infant. "If you're caring for a baby, you're going to need more than that you know.
The boy looked surprised at this apparently new information, "What more than some food does an infant need?"
The young teen gave an exasperated sigh, before gesturing for the strangely dressed boy to follow after her, which he did, minus the cashier, who had been unceremoniously dropped by the counter. "Well for starters, she seems a bit young to be eating solids, so she'll need milk, along with diapers wipes, things to clean her up with, you know, the basics."
"This is pretty different from home", the boy muttered to himself, then addressing her with a curious glance, "how do you know all about this anyway?"
"I've been babysitting for the last year or so now, mainly for neighbours, so I picked up a few things." His curiosity turned to shock, the boy seemingly horrified.
"Your species sits on its young? We at least let them mature for a few years before letting them engage in battle." The randomness of the statement caused the girl to burst out into laughter. "What exactly is funny?"
"You really aren't around from here, huh? People don't actually sit on babies, we just look after them for the parents."
"Ah, well it would explain why your species has lasted this long, if you aren't culling the young"
Kitty smiled to herself, she had found a strange guy. "Come on you, let's get the rest of this stuff for that cutie."
Handing the earthling the appropriate currency, the human girl helped Bardock collect the supplies for Gine into bags, before turning to him once again. "Have you got somewhere to heat that milk up? Like a microwave or something?"
"I can make a campfire, that should suffice, right?" His ignorance on the matter made her laugh a little.
"No, that isn't going to cut it, so how about you and that cute little sister of yours come with me, and I can get her some heated up."
Yet again, a human had proved their worth in being worthy of surviving and flourishing under his future reign, "Very well, lead on human."
"It's Kitty," she corrected him on the matter.
"Kitty, then. I am Bardock, and this one," gesturing to the baby tied to his armour, "is Gine."
"Well Bardock," she smiled at him, before gesturing for him to follow, "I think that this is going to be the start of a beautiful friendship."
Bardock's landing on earth was one that I had play out several ways, and I'm pretty happy with how it turned out. I figure that with Bardock and Toma considering each other essentially brothers, this mindset would apply to little Gine as well, thus preventing the hassle of thinking he kidnapped some random child. And now a young Kitty Pryde has gotten caught up in the antics of these two Saiyan refugees. Stick around for next time, where the adventures in babysitting continue, and until then, CasualNootNoot out.
