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Note: Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! I took a day off! Bad llama! gets out a frying pan and starts waking herself Bad llama! Bad!!!
Aquaria was seated down at the dinner table, politely eating her chicken soup in small spoonfuls. Her long, darkish-blue hair pinned back elegantly, she was wearing a green leaf-patterned t-shirt and a autumn-gold skirt. Aquaria lifted her doe-like chocolate-brown eyes up to watch the person sitting at the other side of the table.
Cindi sat at the other end of the table eating her fourth serving of dinner. Trying not to make a mess, or sound piggish, and failing horribly. She was wearing an orange-red t-shirt over a yellow shirt, baggy jeans, and she wore the knee and shin- pads from her armour.
"How is your dinner?" asked Aquaria softly.
Cindi looked up, half a piece of chicken stuffed in her mouth, "Great thanks!" she grinned, swallowing the deceased bird's limb. Aquaria sighed contently, it had been several years since Cell had given up his life for her. She loved him, she prayed every night for his return.
"Mummy? Are you okay?" asked Cindi, seeing her adoptive-mother's saddened look.
"Oh! Sure, just. . . thinking about Cell," she murmured, fingering her ring gently, as if it were made of glass.
"I miss Daddy too," she agreed quietly.
Cindi, like the other Cell juniors, had been created with blue armour with black spots. Which, coincidentally, was the same shade as Aquaria's hair. Cindi had Cell's eyes, but no stripes on her cheeks as Cell did. The oddest things about Cindi was that she had no wings, she simply used her ki. And her tail was long, blue with black spots, and looked similar to First-form Cell's.
"You should get to bed early, we need to go into town tomorrow," Aquaria sighed.
"What about this?" asked Cindi, letting her long tail sweep elegantly through the air.
"You jeans are baggy enough to hide it," smiled Aquaria warmly.
"Night mum!" Cindi called, rushing about to get ready for bed.
"Do you want me to tuck you in? Read you a story?" offered Aquaria.
"Yes please!" grinned Cindi.
Cindi flew through the sky, the fresh air being a lovely contrast to the crowded city. She was wearing a new top, white with a pink fish-net pattern printed on, and baggy jeans that her tail sat curled up in. The rushing wind streaked through Cindi's long, black hair like a comb.
"Such a pretty day!" she giggled to herself as she flew.
"Hey! Who are you? Wanna play?!" called a cheerful voice from below her. Cindi looked down to where the voice had come from. But the speaker had flown up behind her. Cindi ducked lower to stare through her legs at the kid.
"Hi! My name's Goten! What's yours?" asked the boy, flying upside-down to stare Cindi.
"Cindi Nova Ren. . . Ah! Just call me Cindi!" she grinned.
Cindi and the kid turned right side up.
"So, how come you can fly?" asked Goten curiously.
"My Dad, you?" she asked.
"My brother taught me!" informed Goten proudly.
"Cool," yawned Cindi, subconsciously stretching her tail, which slipped out.
"Wow! Cool! You have a tail!" cried Goten in awe.
"Huh? Arg!" gasped Cindi as she grabbed it and tried to hide it.
"Hey! Here comes Trunks!" grinned Goten.
"Who?" wondered Cindi aloud.
"Hey Goten. Hey. . ." Trunks blinked at the strange girl.
"Hi. Um, I'm Cindi," she smiled, waving.
"Oh, pleased to meet you," mumbled Trunks, he made a face, "How come you can fly?"
"My Dad," muttered Cindi.
"Who is your Dad?" asked Trunks, suspicious.
Cindi had hoped that she would never be asked this question. But just in case, she had planned an answer, "You mean who *was* my Dad!" she sniffed, acting hurt.
Trunks blushed, "Um, sorry I guess. . ."
"I'm sorry," Cindi sobbed, "I h-have to leave n-now, goodbye!" and with that, she sped off.
Trying to control the laughter that had built up with the startled looks on the kids' faces.
"Wow, she doesn't have a Dad either," murmured Goten.
"She seems strange," frowned Trunks.
"Yeah, she even has a tail," Goten pointed out.
"What?!" cried Trunks.
Aquaria watched as Cindi hopped along the road towards the stadium, "Are you alright?" laughed Aquaria as Cindi started doing cartwheels.
Cindi grinned, "I can't wait for it to start! Thank you so much for getting me into the juniors tournament Mum!" Cindi laughed happily.
"it's alright, I thought you would like it. Seeing as who your father was," Aquaria smirked knowingly.
Cindi beamed, "I'm gonna fight my best today! Just for Daddy!"
Aquaria nodded and followed her to the stands.
"Gohan, isn't that your old pen-pal?" asked Piccolo from the top of the stands.
Gohan stood beside him to try and see, "Hey yeah!" he grinned, "But, who's that walking with her? Her kid? I didn't know she had a kid."
"She must have gotten over Cell fast, that kid looks about seven years old," noted Piccolo.
"Wow. Maybe she didn't like Cell after all or something. She did call you her 'favourite green alien' remember?" laughed Gohan.
Piccolo's cheeks went a dark shade of crimson, "I'm sure she didn't mean it."
"Hey! Gohan! Did you see Aquaria?! She has a-" Yamcha came running up to them.
"-Girl," finished Gohan.
"Do you think it's Cell's kid?" asked Yamcha.
"No. There was an, um, incident. . . Cell ended up dying," explained Gohan uneasily.
Piccolo raised his eyebrows, if he had any, "Incident?"
"Long story, Cell and I got into a fight," explained Gohan briefly.
"Hey, isn't she that girl we met earlier?" asked Trunks.
"Yeah, lets go see her!" smiled Goten, walking forward.
Trunks stopped him, "She has a tail, we can't trust her just yet."
"Why not?" whined Goten.
"If she has a tail, that means she isn't human!" hissed Trunks.
"Then, what is she? I'll go ask!" he declared.
"No!" insisted Trunks, "What if she's dangerous?! Or wants to blow up the world?"
Goten looked at Cindi, who was standing in a corner, staring at something with her bright magenta eyes.
"She has pink eyes," stated Goten bluntly.
"Magenta Goten. Magenta eyes," corrected Trunks, then he stopped.
"What is it Trunks?" asked Goten.
"Magenta eyes. . . there was this evil guy with magenta eyes! Arg! Who was it?!" grumbled Trunks, raking his brain.
"I'll ask Cindi! She'll know!" grinned Goten.
"No! What about your brother? Can you ask him?" requested Trunks.
"Yeah, sure. Can we talk to Cindi yet?" he wined.
Cindi's magenta eyes flickered to the two people. Trunks froze as she stared at them, he could feel an almost cold edge to her stare.
"Goten? Trunks?" she asked, walking over to them, her magenta eyes locking on there's.
Trunks backed away a few steps, Goten walked forwards to talk to her, "Hi Cindi! Are you competing in the junior championships too?" he asked kindly.
"Yep!" she beamed, "I'm gonna wipe the floor with you!" she teased.
Cell, armour and all, sat gloomily in the prison cell, which he shared with the other occupants.
Cell sighed from where he sat, years of depression showing in his dull magenta eyes.
"Hey! Cell! Man, why do you have to be so gloomy?!" protested one of the Ginue force.
Cell ignored him, to depressed to think, to move, to exist at all.
Frieza snorted, "I heard this girl dumped him before he died."
Cell's eyes snapped at the tiny fighter, "You are wrong, an incident occurred that I could not stop. What happened, happened. I cannot change the past."
Frieza snorted again, "Like H.F.I.L! You're ego is probably bruised to badly to admit it!"
Cell didn't even look at what he did, the next instant he had fired a ki blast at Frieza, that almost blew through the wall.
"Do not question me Frieza, you do not know what happened," Cell growled.
A troll appeared at the barred exit, "Would you people be quiet?!" he thundered.
Cell gave him a 'mind-your-own-business-you-stupid-troll!' look before the troll walked away again.
"Aquaria. . ." he murmured, "I miss you. . ."
Aquaria looked down at her hands and gently rubbed her ring, as if she had heard him, 'I miss you too. . ." she thought sadly.
Note: Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! I took a day off! Bad llama! gets out a frying pan and starts waking herself Bad llama! Bad!!!
Aquaria was seated down at the dinner table, politely eating her chicken soup in small spoonfuls. Her long, darkish-blue hair pinned back elegantly, she was wearing a green leaf-patterned t-shirt and a autumn-gold skirt. Aquaria lifted her doe-like chocolate-brown eyes up to watch the person sitting at the other side of the table.
Cindi sat at the other end of the table eating her fourth serving of dinner. Trying not to make a mess, or sound piggish, and failing horribly. She was wearing an orange-red t-shirt over a yellow shirt, baggy jeans, and she wore the knee and shin- pads from her armour.
"How is your dinner?" asked Aquaria softly.
Cindi looked up, half a piece of chicken stuffed in her mouth, "Great thanks!" she grinned, swallowing the deceased bird's limb. Aquaria sighed contently, it had been several years since Cell had given up his life for her. She loved him, she prayed every night for his return.
"Mummy? Are you okay?" asked Cindi, seeing her adoptive-mother's saddened look.
"Oh! Sure, just. . . thinking about Cell," she murmured, fingering her ring gently, as if it were made of glass.
"I miss Daddy too," she agreed quietly.
Cindi, like the other Cell juniors, had been created with blue armour with black spots. Which, coincidentally, was the same shade as Aquaria's hair. Cindi had Cell's eyes, but no stripes on her cheeks as Cell did. The oddest things about Cindi was that she had no wings, she simply used her ki. And her tail was long, blue with black spots, and looked similar to First-form Cell's.
"You should get to bed early, we need to go into town tomorrow," Aquaria sighed.
"What about this?" asked Cindi, letting her long tail sweep elegantly through the air.
"You jeans are baggy enough to hide it," smiled Aquaria warmly.
"Night mum!" Cindi called, rushing about to get ready for bed.
"Do you want me to tuck you in? Read you a story?" offered Aquaria.
"Yes please!" grinned Cindi.
Cindi flew through the sky, the fresh air being a lovely contrast to the crowded city. She was wearing a new top, white with a pink fish-net pattern printed on, and baggy jeans that her tail sat curled up in. The rushing wind streaked through Cindi's long, black hair like a comb.
"Such a pretty day!" she giggled to herself as she flew.
"Hey! Who are you? Wanna play?!" called a cheerful voice from below her. Cindi looked down to where the voice had come from. But the speaker had flown up behind her. Cindi ducked lower to stare through her legs at the kid.
"Hi! My name's Goten! What's yours?" asked the boy, flying upside-down to stare Cindi.
"Cindi Nova Ren. . . Ah! Just call me Cindi!" she grinned.
Cindi and the kid turned right side up.
"So, how come you can fly?" asked Goten curiously.
"My Dad, you?" she asked.
"My brother taught me!" informed Goten proudly.
"Cool," yawned Cindi, subconsciously stretching her tail, which slipped out.
"Wow! Cool! You have a tail!" cried Goten in awe.
"Huh? Arg!" gasped Cindi as she grabbed it and tried to hide it.
"Hey! Here comes Trunks!" grinned Goten.
"Who?" wondered Cindi aloud.
"Hey Goten. Hey. . ." Trunks blinked at the strange girl.
"Hi. Um, I'm Cindi," she smiled, waving.
"Oh, pleased to meet you," mumbled Trunks, he made a face, "How come you can fly?"
"My Dad," muttered Cindi.
"Who is your Dad?" asked Trunks, suspicious.
Cindi had hoped that she would never be asked this question. But just in case, she had planned an answer, "You mean who *was* my Dad!" she sniffed, acting hurt.
Trunks blushed, "Um, sorry I guess. . ."
"I'm sorry," Cindi sobbed, "I h-have to leave n-now, goodbye!" and with that, she sped off.
Trying to control the laughter that had built up with the startled looks on the kids' faces.
"Wow, she doesn't have a Dad either," murmured Goten.
"She seems strange," frowned Trunks.
"Yeah, she even has a tail," Goten pointed out.
"What?!" cried Trunks.
Aquaria watched as Cindi hopped along the road towards the stadium, "Are you alright?" laughed Aquaria as Cindi started doing cartwheels.
Cindi grinned, "I can't wait for it to start! Thank you so much for getting me into the juniors tournament Mum!" Cindi laughed happily.
"it's alright, I thought you would like it. Seeing as who your father was," Aquaria smirked knowingly.
Cindi beamed, "I'm gonna fight my best today! Just for Daddy!"
Aquaria nodded and followed her to the stands.
"Gohan, isn't that your old pen-pal?" asked Piccolo from the top of the stands.
Gohan stood beside him to try and see, "Hey yeah!" he grinned, "But, who's that walking with her? Her kid? I didn't know she had a kid."
"She must have gotten over Cell fast, that kid looks about seven years old," noted Piccolo.
"Wow. Maybe she didn't like Cell after all or something. She did call you her 'favourite green alien' remember?" laughed Gohan.
Piccolo's cheeks went a dark shade of crimson, "I'm sure she didn't mean it."
"Hey! Gohan! Did you see Aquaria?! She has a-" Yamcha came running up to them.
"-Girl," finished Gohan.
"Do you think it's Cell's kid?" asked Yamcha.
"No. There was an, um, incident. . . Cell ended up dying," explained Gohan uneasily.
Piccolo raised his eyebrows, if he had any, "Incident?"
"Long story, Cell and I got into a fight," explained Gohan briefly.
"Hey, isn't she that girl we met earlier?" asked Trunks.
"Yeah, lets go see her!" smiled Goten, walking forward.
Trunks stopped him, "She has a tail, we can't trust her just yet."
"Why not?" whined Goten.
"If she has a tail, that means she isn't human!" hissed Trunks.
"Then, what is she? I'll go ask!" he declared.
"No!" insisted Trunks, "What if she's dangerous?! Or wants to blow up the world?"
Goten looked at Cindi, who was standing in a corner, staring at something with her bright magenta eyes.
"She has pink eyes," stated Goten bluntly.
"Magenta Goten. Magenta eyes," corrected Trunks, then he stopped.
"What is it Trunks?" asked Goten.
"Magenta eyes. . . there was this evil guy with magenta eyes! Arg! Who was it?!" grumbled Trunks, raking his brain.
"I'll ask Cindi! She'll know!" grinned Goten.
"No! What about your brother? Can you ask him?" requested Trunks.
"Yeah, sure. Can we talk to Cindi yet?" he wined.
Cindi's magenta eyes flickered to the two people. Trunks froze as she stared at them, he could feel an almost cold edge to her stare.
"Goten? Trunks?" she asked, walking over to them, her magenta eyes locking on there's.
Trunks backed away a few steps, Goten walked forwards to talk to her, "Hi Cindi! Are you competing in the junior championships too?" he asked kindly.
"Yep!" she beamed, "I'm gonna wipe the floor with you!" she teased.
Cell, armour and all, sat gloomily in the prison cell, which he shared with the other occupants.
Cell sighed from where he sat, years of depression showing in his dull magenta eyes.
"Hey! Cell! Man, why do you have to be so gloomy?!" protested one of the Ginue force.
Cell ignored him, to depressed to think, to move, to exist at all.
Frieza snorted, "I heard this girl dumped him before he died."
Cell's eyes snapped at the tiny fighter, "You are wrong, an incident occurred that I could not stop. What happened, happened. I cannot change the past."
Frieza snorted again, "Like H.F.I.L! You're ego is probably bruised to badly to admit it!"
Cell didn't even look at what he did, the next instant he had fired a ki blast at Frieza, that almost blew through the wall.
"Do not question me Frieza, you do not know what happened," Cell growled.
A troll appeared at the barred exit, "Would you people be quiet?!" he thundered.
Cell gave him a 'mind-your-own-business-you-stupid-troll!' look before the troll walked away again.
"Aquaria. . ." he murmured, "I miss you. . ."
Aquaria looked down at her hands and gently rubbed her ring, as if she had heard him, 'I miss you too. . ." she thought sadly.