With a giggle, Marron pulled away from 17 and smiled. “Okay! Oh! Right! I still have to make my picture for school! It’s Show and Tell tomorrow and I wanted to get it done! Bye Uncle!” She spoke out, rushing off to her bedroom to work on her drawing.

He waved to her before grinning towards his sister. “She is a pistol. Definitely takes your side.” Getting up, he heads over to the couch and sits in it. “So uh.. guess you’ve heard about me.. finally stepping out of the closet, huh?”

She watched as Marron ran off to finish her homework, which allowed the two siblings to finally be alone for the first time in what felt like a while. It wasn’t often that the two got together, but 18 liked to think that they were both slowly fixing that.

      “I have. With Trunks of all people, too. Though, to be honest           I suspected you were in the closet for a while.” 18 states           after a moment, a rare but playful smile beginning to tug at           the corners of her lips. “Congrats -- even if I do find it weird,           personally.” Not that she could talk. He had probably been           just as surprised about her and Krillin becoming a thing.

“See, Boo Bear? Your mother has spoken.” The little girl gave off another huff as she clings to his handkerchief.

“Hey now, you’ll be able to come someday. Heck, Sis would probably bring you there herself. I mean, my house is actually pretty close there so.. it’s not like you haven’t been there before in technical terms.”

He kisses the little girl’s forehead. “Besides, once you get around sixteen or seventeen, I’ll take ya to learn all those good ol’ things. Driving, shooting ring, trying out a motorcycle.”

Marron stared up at him. “I get to ride a motorcycle?”

“Of course! Dude, you would have a killer time riding a motorcycle!”

She turns to her mother with puppy dog eyes. “Mama! I want a motorcycle!”

Oh great. Now he was turning her onto motorcycles? Not only that, but now her daughter was staring at her expectantly, waiting for an answer. If she were to give an answer now it would definitely be no, but only because 18 couldn’t really think beyond the idea that her child was currently ... well, a child.

      “Maybe when your older, like your uncle said. Let’s just focus           on surviving elementary school for now.”

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He began playing with Marron, lifting her up and bouncing her in the air. The little girl was laughing along with him before he brought her into a hug.

“Uncle! Uncle!” She squeaked out. “When are ya gonna show me the park you work at?”

“Well..” He replied, smiling awkwardly. “When you’re older and your mom would let me take you to dangerous areas. As of now, you can’t enter it.”

“Aw!” Marron pouted at him, patting his handkerchief. “You guys are meeean.”

“Yep. We are. I can do something else that’s mean.” Moving in, he pressed his lips on her cheek before blowing raspberries into it. She squealed and giggled at that.

Android 18 watched the two in silent amusement. It was always interesting to watch her twin brother interact with her daughter given the fact that neither of them had acted in such a free way up until recently -- not in her opinion, anyway.

“Give her about fifteen years and I might consider it.”

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“Please, the nagging is the best trait on you. It’s the only thing you’re good at.” He teased back, nuzzling her cheek with his. “Did ya miss me at least? Maybe? It ain’t fun tormenting people when you’re by yourself.”

“You better remember that during any future arguments.”

18 offers a small grin, nudging against her brother gently. “Of course I have. I may gripe about you from time to time, but I do miss you when we’re not together.”

“Y-Yeah, more or less.“ He tried transitioning onto another topic, for his line of work wasn’t the most comfortable topic. “Anyway, where were you off at, hunny?”

“Just busy with stuff. Nothing too interesting.” 18 shook her head, watching her husband. “So, Marron has been fine?”

He bares his teeth, a snarl escaping him. “I’ll have you know I’m far stronger than when we last clashed. I could put you in the ground here and now if I chose to!” And how good that revenge would feel.

“Please. You’ve always been all bark. How often do you claim to be stronger than before after each defeat you've suffered, anyway?”

“Yeah well you deserve it for being gone for a while, jerk.” He pouts up at his older sister. “Seriously. Where the hell were you?”

“Doing grown up things.” Not really, but she’s said it to mostly tease her sibling.

“Really, I didn’t think you’d miss me that much. I thought I was too naggy?”

“…There were some riots in South City, so I had to stay overnight.”

“Fun. I assume everything’s fine now?”

Vegeta’s scowl never left his face. He never really got over the fact that she’d beaten him… Actually broken his arm.

“I would have prefered if you had stayed wherever you had gone. You and your brother.” He folded his arms, just glaring at her.

It’s not hard for her to pick up on his resentment--and it makes her just a little too smug.

“Look’s like the mighty prince is still bitter. I shouldn’t have expected any different, though.”

“Uh nothing too much, hun. But I did have to go out for a day so I had 17 babysit Marron.”

“I suppose that would explain the lack of toys littering the floor.. where did you have to go?”

WHAM! Tackle hug.

“Lazuli!”

"You could warn me before nearly knocking me into a building." But she doesn't hesitate to hug the other in return.