[A/N - This episode is probably my worst. No fooling. Still, its important to read.]
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**Love Potion; Olivia's Deal with the Devil**
Bardock's head pounded. He moaned slightly and opened his eyes.
Two large eyes surrounded by dark skin and pointy hair met his vision. "WHAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!" he screamed.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!" screamed Tora, jumping back into his chair. "Fuckit, Bardock! Wanna gimme a heart attack!?!"
"Goddess! I thought the damn ice thing was attackin' me again!!" Bardock sighed with relief, and he took in his surroundings. He was lying on a bed in a medic bunker back on Vegetasei. "How long've I been out?"
"Including time in the tank, three days. On the bed, out like a light, two days." Tora grinned. "Nice nap?"
"Had better." Fasha came in with a tray of food. "Hey, Fasha! If I had to wake up to THAT face every mornin', I'd jump outta window!"
Tora laughed and kissed Bardock's forehead. "Mourning Honey," he said in a retarded voice.
Fasha shook her head. "You two . . ." She set down the food, and Bardock started inhaling it. After all, the teen had not eaten in over three days! "You're very lucky. All of the doctors think you should have died from that sickness."
Tora waved a derisive hand. "Eh, they aren't Sayins. They may not have lived, but WE sure do!"
Bardock slowed down eating, remembering vaguely the events of three days past. Did he die? He could have sworn he did. But, somehow, Zucina saved him. "Where is Zuni-chan," he asked, mouth stuffed with food, so it came out sounding like "'err ic Zuwe-can?"
"Cole made her go home and get some sleep," replied Tora, snatching some food from Bardock's plate. "Boy she's gonna be pissed she missed you wake up!"
"Why?"
Fasha sat down beside Bardock on his bed. "Why? Because we've all been worried sick for you, baka! But she's the only one who has stayed right by your side the whole time. She didn't eat much or sleep much, sitting right here waiting for you to show some signs of life." She put a gentle hand on Bardock's. "I truly think she loves you." Her voice carried no hint of teasing, mocking, or even jest. Bardock looked down at his plate, making a final decision.
Tora swallowed the food he had taken. "Yep, she's still a Psycho Bitch, but in a good way."
Fasha's eye narrowed, annoyed. "You're a real compassionate guy."
Cole walked in, sipping the galactic equivalent of coffee. "Oy! How's the little lazy ass?!"
"'kay, I guess," mumbled Bardock. To his surprise, Cole said, "Tora, Fasha, I need to speak to Bardock alone. Can you two go for a bit?"
"Yeah, we'll get something better to eat." Tora belched. "Hospital food sucks!" They both left.
"What's up, Cole-san?"
Cole sat on the chair beside Bardock, his face very grim. Bardock said, "Look, I'm sorry about disobeying you, but-""
"It ain't that. Bardock, did I ever tell you who Una and Uno were?"
"Ano . . . no."
"They are the two most powerful Elementals in the heavens, a brother and sister who battle it out for overall control of the universe. Uno creates some races to hurt all of the innocent one Una creates." Cole stared right into Bardock's eyes. "Are you sure you've never heard of them?"
"Positive. Why?"
"Have you ever done anything that might piss 'em off?"
Bardock scowled. Cole may have been his teacher, but the role of Questioning Father didn't suit him. "I said I ain't never heard of 'em! Plain and simple!"
"Alright! Tell me if you do anytime soon, ne?"
"Hai. Has Nipper come back yet?"
"Oh, he came back alright! He'll never walk again! Good job!"
"Yeah," he said, but Bardock couldn't help feeling a bit sad for Nipper. He continued eating, and Cole continued staring. 'How could an elemental, with a power level that has over sixteen digits, worry about Bardock? He's a good kid, but for an elemental to FEAR him . . . . What could his destiny possibly be?'
Bardock side-glanced his captain. "Why're you starin'? I've wanted to pick my nose for five minutes!"
Cole snapped out of his thoughts and shook his head. 'I'll ask Erutan again about all this later.' "So, up for another mission yet?"
"Not yet," said Bardock, wiping his mouth with his sleeve. "I've got bigger plans."
"Oh," asked Cole, raising an eyebrow. "Such as?"
Unbeknownst to the two of them, Olivia was coming down the hallway outside with some new clothes for her savior. She stopped outside the doorway to listen at the words "bigger plans."
Bardock set his tray aside and fidgeted nervously. "How old were you when you asked Sprouta to be your mate?"
"I guess I was a little younger then you."
"I made a big choice, and I'm running it by you. Remember that girl I said I was in love with, or I thought I was?"
"Hai . . ."
"It was, and is, Zucina."
Olivia dropped the clothes and stifled a horrified gasp.
"I figured."
"NANI!?!"
"I always thought you two were made for each other!"
"Well, I didn't know how she feels for me. So, I'm gonna ask her to - uh, well - consider being my mate."
Olivia wanted to faint.
"YAHOOOO!!!!!!!"
"You think I should?"
"THINK YOU SHOULD!?!? BAKA!! I've wanted you to since you became friends when you were kids!!"
"Boy! Thanks for the vote of confidence!"
"WHEN!?!"
"I-I don't know yet. I just decided."
"I got it! We're throwing a celebration for your defeat against Nipper. How about then?"
"I'll think about it."
Olivia ran down the hallway, trying to block out Cole's joyous whoops.
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Olivia tore down the streets with one thing on her mind: Death! If she had to kill Zucina to make sure Bardock was hers, she will!
"Onna," a deep voice called.
Olivia stopped, wondering who called to her. "Who are you," she demanded of the hooded figure.
"My Master Uno-sama tells me you seek the blood of Lady Zucina."
"So what if I do?" She paused. "Hey, you're that guy she danced with at the festival!"
"Very perceptive," he growled. "And my Master has promised her to be my mate."
"Well, you're out of luck! She's gonna be asked already by the man *I* want as a mate! I know she's done something to him! He LOVES me! He just doesn't realize it yet!"
The Hooded Sayin tutted. "So violent by nature! You are surely made by me master."
Oliva ignored him momentarily, muttering to herself about Bardock, but then looked up and asked, "Who-"
"Lord Uno is a god, and can make things happen. Agree to be his servant, as I have, and you will receive Bardock as your mate, without getting blood on your clothes."
Olivia took a step back. "Really?"
The Hooded Sayin searched his velvet robes until he found a small envelope. "Pour half of this powder into his drink. Pour the other half in your own. By tomorrow, my Master has guaranteed he will ask to be your mate."
Olivia gaped. Can it be so simple? "You sure this'll work?"
"Yes."
"Okay! I'll take it!" She smiled brightly, eyes upside-down Us.
An anime sweat-drop dripped down the Hooded Sayin's head. "Ano, are you not going to ask the price?"
"Darn! I'll bet its super expensive!"
"Your immortal soul and complete devotion to my Master is payment enough." A pause at Olivia's blank look. "Prick your finger, hold your blood aloft, and swear your loyalty. That is all."
Olivia paused again, this time deep in thought. "Alright," she finally said. She pulled a hairpin from her mass of spiked hair (which reached to her ankles), broke it, and pricked her finger. Allowing it to drip, she raised it above her head and swore the oath. "I don't care WHAT it takes," she added more to herself. "Bardock is going to be MY mate!"
The Hooded Sayin smiled under his hood. "Good. Now, Lady Zucina will be mine!"
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The ruckus from Ancho's Bar boomed as rowdy, drunk Sayins cheered the success of Bardock's Officer Battle. Ancho allowed the first round of drinks free of charge, laughing and getting drunk himself. The walls rattled, the jukebox blared, and the third class Sayins, most of whom Bardock had been teased by zurals ago, laughed and mocked the now crippled Sayin (not present).
Only three Sayins in the entire bar unconsciously refused to join in. Zucina, already on her third Froshen, and not the least bit feeling the natural affects. She kept glancing at her gloves. They were made of a special material for the Cold mercenaries, durable and easy to wash. However, no matter how many times she tried, Zucina could not remove the gold blood stains.
She snorted. 'Don't know why I'm bothered by it. That gos doesn't scare me! Bloody Hell, I'm a Sayin! That miserable prat won't get at me!' But she glanced back at her palm and shuddered.
Bardock watched the revels and snorted. "Most o' these guys don't even know who Nipper was! And if they did, they never lifted a finger against him! Feh! Disgusting!"
"Aw, c'mon Bardo-kun," slurred Tora, red in the face. "Don't act the philosopher tonight! You ain't even touched yer drink yet!"
"I never drunk before."
Tora spat out his alcohol. "No fuck! Never?!"
Bardock pushed it away. "I don't feel like it."
Panbukin hit Bardock's back jovially. "That's alright, kid! You ain't a man yet."
"Yes I am," Bardock growled. He stared at the amber liquid in the clear glass. "I . . . don't think my family acts good when it comes to liquor."
"Everybody acts weird," reasoned Tora.
Bardock well remembered how his mother got drunk so often, before beating him. "I seriously don't want to."
A couple of the other Sayins started whispering. "I think they heard you," warned Tora.
"Ya see," said Panbukin, swishing his drink. "they're gonna think yer a Low Level Loser ag'in! Do ya wanna let 'em think that!?"
"No."
"Then don' worry 'bout it!"
Bardock took another glimpse at his full glass. He heard echoes of mimicking laughter in his mind, and his blood boiled. "FINE!!" And he downed the glass in one gulp.
"Dude . . .,"muttered Tora.
Bardock set his empty glass down. "There! Stastif . . ." But he never finished. His eyes drooped, face reddened, and features softened. "Whoa."*
Panbukin laughed and cheered. "Atta boy! Ancho, get the man another glass!"
Olivia watched from a distance as Bardock drained glass after glass. She fingered her small package carefully. As Ancho passed by with a fourth round of drinks, Olivia stopped him. "I'll take it." She carried the tray, slipping in half of the contents of the envelope into Bardock's glass. "Here, my love," she said, handing Bardock his drink.
The teen ignored her and just downed the contents.
Zucina sensed an instant change and turned to face her friend on the other side of the room. 'Is he okay?'
Olivia drank her own glass, with the last half of the potion, and felt the sudden urge to touch her crush. But Bardock took her first. "Care ta dance," he asked, very red, but sounding very sober.
"Delighted." The two started dancing about the bar, clumsily and recklessly. Paying no heed to the blaring music, they swing-danced around, knocking over drinks, tables, and other drunkards as they passed.
Zucina sweat-dropped. 'Nani?'
Olivia accidentally ran into a large Sayin. Bardock, mind clouded with liquor, thought he tried to grab his partner. "Hey! Leave 'er alone, asshole!" And he punched the unsuspecting Sayin in the nose, sending him flying backwards, right near Zucina's table.
The still abstemious girl checked on the man. To her shock, he was dead! Bardock had pounded his nose into his brain. 'Oh shit!' She ran to shake the still dancing teen. "Bardock, what the Hell are you doing?!"
"Git offa me bitch," he tried to strike Zucina, but she caught his hand. "Sloppy when you're drunk, aren't you? Don't you even care that you killed that guy?"
Olivia pushed Zucina aside. "Don't get in my way!"
Zucina almost fought back, but Cole's hand on her shoulder stopped her. "No more bloodshed tonight."
Olivia bent down to Bardock, who had gotten sick from drinking. "I'll take him home." She helped him up. "Thank's, Olli-chan," mumbled Bardock.
Cole and Zucina watched them leave with a bad suspicion in each of their hearts. The Hooded Sayin, in the shadows, watched with content. And less then one hour later, Radditz was conceived.**
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* - Think of DBZ movie #1, when Gohan gets drunk. That was my inspiration for Bardock's face.
** - Sorry for the corniness, but I need to keep this PG rated, don't I?
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Hello. Zucina talking.
Bardock does not remember fully the events of the that night, but he does know he's the one that got Olivia pregnant. Not wanting to be like his father and abandon a son, Bardock agrees to remain as Olivia's life mate. but where does that leave me?
Next time on DragonballBC: Zucina's Depression; The Identity of the Hooded Sayin
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Fun Fact - Olivia's attitude towards Bardock was inspired by Elaine from 'The Once and Future King.'
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***************Episode 40***************
**Love Potion; Olivia's Deal with the Devil**
Bardock's head pounded. He moaned slightly and opened his eyes.
Two large eyes surrounded by dark skin and pointy hair met his vision. "WHAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!" he screamed.
"AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!" screamed Tora, jumping back into his chair. "Fuckit, Bardock! Wanna gimme a heart attack!?!"
"Goddess! I thought the damn ice thing was attackin' me again!!" Bardock sighed with relief, and he took in his surroundings. He was lying on a bed in a medic bunker back on Vegetasei. "How long've I been out?"
"Including time in the tank, three days. On the bed, out like a light, two days." Tora grinned. "Nice nap?"
"Had better." Fasha came in with a tray of food. "Hey, Fasha! If I had to wake up to THAT face every mornin', I'd jump outta window!"
Tora laughed and kissed Bardock's forehead. "Mourning Honey," he said in a retarded voice.
Fasha shook her head. "You two . . ." She set down the food, and Bardock started inhaling it. After all, the teen had not eaten in over three days! "You're very lucky. All of the doctors think you should have died from that sickness."
Tora waved a derisive hand. "Eh, they aren't Sayins. They may not have lived, but WE sure do!"
Bardock slowed down eating, remembering vaguely the events of three days past. Did he die? He could have sworn he did. But, somehow, Zucina saved him. "Where is Zuni-chan," he asked, mouth stuffed with food, so it came out sounding like "'err ic Zuwe-can?"
"Cole made her go home and get some sleep," replied Tora, snatching some food from Bardock's plate. "Boy she's gonna be pissed she missed you wake up!"
"Why?"
Fasha sat down beside Bardock on his bed. "Why? Because we've all been worried sick for you, baka! But she's the only one who has stayed right by your side the whole time. She didn't eat much or sleep much, sitting right here waiting for you to show some signs of life." She put a gentle hand on Bardock's. "I truly think she loves you." Her voice carried no hint of teasing, mocking, or even jest. Bardock looked down at his plate, making a final decision.
Tora swallowed the food he had taken. "Yep, she's still a Psycho Bitch, but in a good way."
Fasha's eye narrowed, annoyed. "You're a real compassionate guy."
Cole walked in, sipping the galactic equivalent of coffee. "Oy! How's the little lazy ass?!"
"'kay, I guess," mumbled Bardock. To his surprise, Cole said, "Tora, Fasha, I need to speak to Bardock alone. Can you two go for a bit?"
"Yeah, we'll get something better to eat." Tora belched. "Hospital food sucks!" They both left.
"What's up, Cole-san?"
Cole sat on the chair beside Bardock, his face very grim. Bardock said, "Look, I'm sorry about disobeying you, but-""
"It ain't that. Bardock, did I ever tell you who Una and Uno were?"
"Ano . . . no."
"They are the two most powerful Elementals in the heavens, a brother and sister who battle it out for overall control of the universe. Uno creates some races to hurt all of the innocent one Una creates." Cole stared right into Bardock's eyes. "Are you sure you've never heard of them?"
"Positive. Why?"
"Have you ever done anything that might piss 'em off?"
Bardock scowled. Cole may have been his teacher, but the role of Questioning Father didn't suit him. "I said I ain't never heard of 'em! Plain and simple!"
"Alright! Tell me if you do anytime soon, ne?"
"Hai. Has Nipper come back yet?"
"Oh, he came back alright! He'll never walk again! Good job!"
"Yeah," he said, but Bardock couldn't help feeling a bit sad for Nipper. He continued eating, and Cole continued staring. 'How could an elemental, with a power level that has over sixteen digits, worry about Bardock? He's a good kid, but for an elemental to FEAR him . . . . What could his destiny possibly be?'
Bardock side-glanced his captain. "Why're you starin'? I've wanted to pick my nose for five minutes!"
Cole snapped out of his thoughts and shook his head. 'I'll ask Erutan again about all this later.' "So, up for another mission yet?"
"Not yet," said Bardock, wiping his mouth with his sleeve. "I've got bigger plans."
"Oh," asked Cole, raising an eyebrow. "Such as?"
Unbeknownst to the two of them, Olivia was coming down the hallway outside with some new clothes for her savior. She stopped outside the doorway to listen at the words "bigger plans."
Bardock set his tray aside and fidgeted nervously. "How old were you when you asked Sprouta to be your mate?"
"I guess I was a little younger then you."
"I made a big choice, and I'm running it by you. Remember that girl I said I was in love with, or I thought I was?"
"Hai . . ."
"It was, and is, Zucina."
Olivia dropped the clothes and stifled a horrified gasp.
"I figured."
"NANI!?!"
"I always thought you two were made for each other!"
"Well, I didn't know how she feels for me. So, I'm gonna ask her to - uh, well - consider being my mate."
Olivia wanted to faint.
"YAHOOOO!!!!!!!"
"You think I should?"
"THINK YOU SHOULD!?!? BAKA!! I've wanted you to since you became friends when you were kids!!"
"Boy! Thanks for the vote of confidence!"
"WHEN!?!"
"I-I don't know yet. I just decided."
"I got it! We're throwing a celebration for your defeat against Nipper. How about then?"
"I'll think about it."
Olivia ran down the hallway, trying to block out Cole's joyous whoops.
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Olivia tore down the streets with one thing on her mind: Death! If she had to kill Zucina to make sure Bardock was hers, she will!
"Onna," a deep voice called.
Olivia stopped, wondering who called to her. "Who are you," she demanded of the hooded figure.
"My Master Uno-sama tells me you seek the blood of Lady Zucina."
"So what if I do?" She paused. "Hey, you're that guy she danced with at the festival!"
"Very perceptive," he growled. "And my Master has promised her to be my mate."
"Well, you're out of luck! She's gonna be asked already by the man *I* want as a mate! I know she's done something to him! He LOVES me! He just doesn't realize it yet!"
The Hooded Sayin tutted. "So violent by nature! You are surely made by me master."
Oliva ignored him momentarily, muttering to herself about Bardock, but then looked up and asked, "Who-"
"Lord Uno is a god, and can make things happen. Agree to be his servant, as I have, and you will receive Bardock as your mate, without getting blood on your clothes."
Olivia took a step back. "Really?"
The Hooded Sayin searched his velvet robes until he found a small envelope. "Pour half of this powder into his drink. Pour the other half in your own. By tomorrow, my Master has guaranteed he will ask to be your mate."
Olivia gaped. Can it be so simple? "You sure this'll work?"
"Yes."
"Okay! I'll take it!" She smiled brightly, eyes upside-down Us.
An anime sweat-drop dripped down the Hooded Sayin's head. "Ano, are you not going to ask the price?"
"Darn! I'll bet its super expensive!"
"Your immortal soul and complete devotion to my Master is payment enough." A pause at Olivia's blank look. "Prick your finger, hold your blood aloft, and swear your loyalty. That is all."
Olivia paused again, this time deep in thought. "Alright," she finally said. She pulled a hairpin from her mass of spiked hair (which reached to her ankles), broke it, and pricked her finger. Allowing it to drip, she raised it above her head and swore the oath. "I don't care WHAT it takes," she added more to herself. "Bardock is going to be MY mate!"
The Hooded Sayin smiled under his hood. "Good. Now, Lady Zucina will be mine!"
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The ruckus from Ancho's Bar boomed as rowdy, drunk Sayins cheered the success of Bardock's Officer Battle. Ancho allowed the first round of drinks free of charge, laughing and getting drunk himself. The walls rattled, the jukebox blared, and the third class Sayins, most of whom Bardock had been teased by zurals ago, laughed and mocked the now crippled Sayin (not present).
Only three Sayins in the entire bar unconsciously refused to join in. Zucina, already on her third Froshen, and not the least bit feeling the natural affects. She kept glancing at her gloves. They were made of a special material for the Cold mercenaries, durable and easy to wash. However, no matter how many times she tried, Zucina could not remove the gold blood stains.
She snorted. 'Don't know why I'm bothered by it. That gos doesn't scare me! Bloody Hell, I'm a Sayin! That miserable prat won't get at me!' But she glanced back at her palm and shuddered.
Bardock watched the revels and snorted. "Most o' these guys don't even know who Nipper was! And if they did, they never lifted a finger against him! Feh! Disgusting!"
"Aw, c'mon Bardo-kun," slurred Tora, red in the face. "Don't act the philosopher tonight! You ain't even touched yer drink yet!"
"I never drunk before."
Tora spat out his alcohol. "No fuck! Never?!"
Bardock pushed it away. "I don't feel like it."
Panbukin hit Bardock's back jovially. "That's alright, kid! You ain't a man yet."
"Yes I am," Bardock growled. He stared at the amber liquid in the clear glass. "I . . . don't think my family acts good when it comes to liquor."
"Everybody acts weird," reasoned Tora.
Bardock well remembered how his mother got drunk so often, before beating him. "I seriously don't want to."
A couple of the other Sayins started whispering. "I think they heard you," warned Tora.
"Ya see," said Panbukin, swishing his drink. "they're gonna think yer a Low Level Loser ag'in! Do ya wanna let 'em think that!?"
"No."
"Then don' worry 'bout it!"
Bardock took another glimpse at his full glass. He heard echoes of mimicking laughter in his mind, and his blood boiled. "FINE!!" And he downed the glass in one gulp.
"Dude . . .,"muttered Tora.
Bardock set his empty glass down. "There! Stastif . . ." But he never finished. His eyes drooped, face reddened, and features softened. "Whoa."*
Panbukin laughed and cheered. "Atta boy! Ancho, get the man another glass!"
Olivia watched from a distance as Bardock drained glass after glass. She fingered her small package carefully. As Ancho passed by with a fourth round of drinks, Olivia stopped him. "I'll take it." She carried the tray, slipping in half of the contents of the envelope into Bardock's glass. "Here, my love," she said, handing Bardock his drink.
The teen ignored her and just downed the contents.
Zucina sensed an instant change and turned to face her friend on the other side of the room. 'Is he okay?'
Olivia drank her own glass, with the last half of the potion, and felt the sudden urge to touch her crush. But Bardock took her first. "Care ta dance," he asked, very red, but sounding very sober.
"Delighted." The two started dancing about the bar, clumsily and recklessly. Paying no heed to the blaring music, they swing-danced around, knocking over drinks, tables, and other drunkards as they passed.
Zucina sweat-dropped. 'Nani?'
Olivia accidentally ran into a large Sayin. Bardock, mind clouded with liquor, thought he tried to grab his partner. "Hey! Leave 'er alone, asshole!" And he punched the unsuspecting Sayin in the nose, sending him flying backwards, right near Zucina's table.
The still abstemious girl checked on the man. To her shock, he was dead! Bardock had pounded his nose into his brain. 'Oh shit!' She ran to shake the still dancing teen. "Bardock, what the Hell are you doing?!"
"Git offa me bitch," he tried to strike Zucina, but she caught his hand. "Sloppy when you're drunk, aren't you? Don't you even care that you killed that guy?"
Olivia pushed Zucina aside. "Don't get in my way!"
Zucina almost fought back, but Cole's hand on her shoulder stopped her. "No more bloodshed tonight."
Olivia bent down to Bardock, who had gotten sick from drinking. "I'll take him home." She helped him up. "Thank's, Olli-chan," mumbled Bardock.
Cole and Zucina watched them leave with a bad suspicion in each of their hearts. The Hooded Sayin, in the shadows, watched with content. And less then one hour later, Radditz was conceived.**
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* - Think of DBZ movie #1, when Gohan gets drunk. That was my inspiration for Bardock's face.
** - Sorry for the corniness, but I need to keep this PG rated, don't I?
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Hello. Zucina talking.
Bardock does not remember fully the events of the that night, but he does know he's the one that got Olivia pregnant. Not wanting to be like his father and abandon a son, Bardock agrees to remain as Olivia's life mate. but where does that leave me?
Next time on DragonballBC: Zucina's Depression; The Identity of the Hooded Sayin
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Fun Fact - Olivia's attitude towards Bardock was inspired by Elaine from 'The Once and Future King.'