A/N: How about another scene with the Saiyan Tatakoni Hybrid, Evi? Here goes.
Scene: Evi, Trunks, and Vegeta exit the Room of Spirit and Time, and after getting fitted in her outfit for the rest of the Arc, Evi gets into a verbal and philosophical brawl with Vegeta.
A year couldn't go any slower.
The decision to join Vegeta and Trunks was the worst thing I've done since I came back. Why do you ask? Vegeta was trying to kill me in there. He was a lot more aggressive with me than with his own kid. I'm glad this shit is over as the year is up. The door opened, and one by one, we left the Room of Spirit and Time. The gang surrounded the building as Vegeta and Trunks left exited first.
"Vegeta! Did you kill Evi?" A voice, I think Piccolo asks Vegeta.
I walked out of the door and took a deep breath of the air. "I'm fine, Piccolo. Though it definitely wasn't for lack of trying. Vegeta was definitely trying to kill me in there."
"Yes, for a seventeen-year-old brat, you're certainly tougher than you look," Vegeta proclaimed. "I'm surprised your glasses didn't shatter."
"It's made from the same material as Battle Armor. If I had a Tail and became an Oozaru, the glasses would grow too. I'm never spending an extending period with you ever again." I stretched out each limb. "Next time, I'll train with my actual family."
Bulma arrived at the Lookout with Baby Trunks. So many Trunks', I'm going mad.
"Hey, everyone!" Bulma greeted as she got out of her plane, noticing Future Trunks before she ran to him. "Trunks! You've grown! And your hair grew longer too!"
Bulma wasn't wrong. Trunks had his hair tied up in a ponytail. My hair grew too as a result of being a hybrid Saiyan.
I scratched my mane. *Sigh*"Speaking of hair, I need a haircut. I think I'm starting to look like Father."
Where's 21 when you need her?
"A haircut isn't the only thing you need - your uniform's shredded. You weren't kidding when you said that Vegeta was trying to kill you in there," Uncle Goku mentioned at his tattered gi.
"Yeah... sorry about your gi, Uncle. On the bright side, I've reached Kaioken x30 now. And as for Vegeta's attempted murder, I don't joke about things like that. He's more interested in me than his own kid," I joked before wiping my glasses off.
"You joke at my expense?" Vegeta angrily inquired.
"If you want, I can give it to you for free," I offered with a sarcastic smile. "It's not like I'm lying anyway. Ever since I told you that I was a Tatakoni Saiyan hybrid, you've had a weird fixation with me. How about you be a good father for once in your life, Vegeta? Save for Uncle Goku, every Saiyan Father I've met was terrible at their job."
Before Vegeta could refute and possibly instigate a fight with me, Bulma transitioned. "Speaking of Saiyans, I made armor for everyone!" She threw down a capsule, and as it expanded, a chest appeared. "Everyone who's going inside should take one."
"For once, you've done something useful since the Androids attacked," Vegeta chimed.
"Says the man who got his arm broken like a wishbone by an android who tossed you like you were a frisbee?" I countered. "Because you getting a transformation that Uncle Goku got first made you assume you were better than everyone else? You should stop thinking that way. Maybe you'll win every fight you took part in."
Vegeta got in my face, and the imagery looked stupid since my hair's covering my glasses. "Do you want to fight right now, brat?"
"After spending a year with you and Trunks, it'll be too soon if I never fight you again. So no, I don't."
Vegeta relented and went to go put his new armor on. I really should stop instigating him. He's actually stronger than me and can kill me if he tried hard enough.
But proving him wrong is too much fun. I doubt Bulma made armor for me, seeing as this is the first time she saw me in three, eh, four years ago. This Space and Time stuff is wracking the brain, I tell you.
"Evi, I made armor for you too. I wasn't expecting you to be here when I finished, but Krillin told me of you coming back and how you beat Android 18. So I worked double-time to finish it."
"Oh, you didn't have to do that, Bulma. Plus, I don't like Saiyan Armor. Reminds me of my terrible childhood." I shoot it down.
"But your outfit is ruined."
"A small price to improve myself. I'll just steal another of Uncle's uniforms."
"Oh, c'mon Evi! Chi-Chi can't snap her fingers and have another gi ready for you, y'know?" Uncle Goku voiced. "Plus, you're a warrior, not a martial artist, so I think you should dress the part."
"Excuse you, Uncle. I am a graduate of the Turtle School! Just almost every fighter on this rock!" I countered instantly. "I know the Kamehamehas, the Jajakens, the Thunder Shock Surprises, the whole nine yards. Or at least I think that's the whole nine. Plus, I just use the Kaioken and the techniques Grandpa taught me while I was in Other World. So I don't use them that much, but I know them. I dealt with the Old Pervert just like everyone before me."
"Okay, Evi. Calm down."
"I insist you wear it, Evi. What happens if your top is removed? You don't wear a bra, do you?" Bulma asked me.
She made a point. If my top's destroyed, my tits will be revealed to the viewing world. Even though I could care less, if my opponent gets distracted, that couldn't be any more of their problem. However, it isn't politically correct.
"Yes, Evi. Wear the armor and show off your Saiyan side. The most powerful warriors in the world."
"Why does me being half Saiyan be the sole trait that defines who I am? You do realize I'm only half a Saiyan, right? I don't have the same desire to seek strong opponents for the sake of it. My Tatakoni blood gives my power purpose, so you refusing to acknowledge it because you're born with a silver spoon in your mouth pisses me off!"
"The Tatakoni has done nothing to earn the Prince of Saiyan's respect. The Saiyan blood in you is the reason why you're so powerful, not your Tatakoni blood. I learned as such from our time in the Room of Space and Time."
"Wrong." I flatly say. "Saiyans normally don't know what hard work is because they're classified by power levels! The reason you train, Vegeta, is that Uncle Goku handed you your ass when you and Nappa landed on Earth! Otherwise, you have never trained a day in your life! Meanwhile, I have worked my ass off to get this strong! And while I have my Saiyan half to thank for the fast progression, it's my Tatakoni blood that serves as my motivation! If I were a full-blooded Saiyan like you? We'd be even deeper in shit!"
I'm ready to blow a fuse as I felt my horns starting to grow. I took a few deep breaths to calm down. Talking with Vegeta does nothing but anger me.
"As far as I know, my Saiyan blood is cursed since the only example of good full-blooded Saiyans are my grandparents and my uncle." I gritted my teeth. "But I guess I have to wear this armor because I don't have any other options right now. I'll change behind the tower."
Taking Bulma's custom armor she made for me, I disappeared behind the building to begin undressing. I put on the blue skintight suit, meaning I don't like it already. I threw the vest over my torso and pulled my hair out, so it fell over the vest. I put the gloves on and finally the shoes. Save for the jumpsuit; it's a nice fit. How does Bulma know my measurements so well? Eh, best not ask her that question. I put my glasses on and walked back to the front. Vegeta and Trunks were nowhere to be seen.
"Where's Trunks?" I asked, completely ignoring Vegeta's disappearance.
"Vegeta went to go confront Cell. Trunks followed him to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid," Bulma answered.
"Well, I guess I better go too. Trunks is definitely not enough to stop Vegeta's ignorance."
"Wait, Evi. Take these." Uncle Goku handed me a few Senzu Beans. "Just in case."
"Okay. Thanks, Uncle. I'll catch up with you and Gohan later."
I flew off, honing in on Vegeta's energy. Things are gonna fly off the rails, I feel. And I'm not gonna miss this for the world. Wait, I need a haircut. Crap, I gotta go back to 21's lab so she can cut it for me. No worries, though, since she's a fast worker.
A/N: So, have you figured out that Vegeta and Evi don't like each other at all?
It'll tone down as Evi grows up, but the Cell Saga is when the hate reached its peak. Cell is literally the only reason why they haven't fought yet. But we all know how the next series of events play out, so it's only a matter of time.
Anyway, another chapter with Evi is in the books. Let me know what you think of it all and of Evi. My editor likes her and says she's his least favorite out of the ones he's edited for. Maybe it's the innate attitude, I don't know.
I'll see you all later.