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"So that didn't help, huh?" said Pikruel. "Heh. I was kinda expecting you to punch someone for a while there. Maybe if we just train really hard, we'll find a way to transform. What would you guys say to a tag team match? Me and Dashade versus Nion and Kazaam?"
There was a bright flash of light from a Flash Bang released right in front of Nion's face. With the others blinded and confused, Pikruel would take the opportunity to pull her mother away.
"Nion, I know you're mad, but don't try to hit my mother again. Unless you're sparring."
At the insult, the small girl found her lip wobbling relentlessly, a trickle of water coming from her eyes as she cried "HOW COULD YOU BE SO MEAN!? I don't like my skin, BUT YOU CAN'T SAY THAT!" Kazaam's face fell as Dashade came into view, her body coming to a complete stop and flashes of Melt's destruction hung in her mind. "Ooooh... UH... I got this from.. You know..." She felt like hiding, looking at the man only gave him the appearance of Heeta in his place.
Lucky for her, suddenly some son bitch decided to flash everyone "MY EYES ARE BURNING! It's like watching your favorite meat get eaten by somone else, AHHHH!"
Expecting Nion to lunge at her, Pikruel took a step to the opposite side of her mother, accidentally stepping on a creaky floorboard.
"Easy, easy. If you want to fight, let's take it outside. I'd really like to have a place to sleep tonight, and I doubt you want to ruin the kitchen that's cooking all that delicious food. We could have that two-on-two match I was suggesting. Then you'll have two people to punch."
"Umm... What are you doing? Never mind. You're starting to get on my nerves."
Releasing Nion's hands, Pikruel circled around the blue woman and up into the sky.
"If you want a fight, I'll be happy to give you one. Follow me, if you can see me, that is."
"Slamming my head into your chest in hopes of fracturing your ribs, destabilising your lungs and sending youe body into a chronic state of spasims as you fight for air due to your lungs being compacte by the force of the blow. Allowing me to stand over you smugly and tell everybody to never question MY heritage again.... Basically, fuck you, that's what" Nion moves her head around a bit, peeved that her plan didn't work as well as she hoped "How was I supposed to know your breasts would get in the way, I thought you were flat chested until now.. Unless I could remove them...."
Nion's threat to "remove" her breasts seemed unnecessarily violent, which had her a little bit worried. Pikruel would like to believe that her threat was empty, but she didn't know this woman that well. She thought it'd probably be for the best if she had a referee to keep her from going too far.
"Dashade, Kazam, you should probably come too. If you're not going to fight, just make sure she doesn't try to murder me or something."
"Well, sh-" Dashade held his tounge, took a few seconds to think it over, and then decided that it was probably in his best interest to not finish that sentence. "I have no comments on neither your bust size nor how creatively Nion could murder you" He nodded, satisfied with his answer before he turned to Kazaam. "Well, Kazaam. You up for a match?"
"Well, Kazaam. You up for a match?"
At Dashade's question, she felt her childish confusion build up as she looked down at her own chest. "I dunno what this all has got to do with breasts, but... You don't have any and mine can cheat... So, I don't think that's fair..."
Watching Nion rise up to her level, Pikruel was expecting another attempt at a cheap shot. When she reached for her tail, Pikruel grabbed her wrist and held onto it tight.
"Funny. When you get all worked up, it's so easy to read you. Your movements are predictable. I know you can hit a lot harder than I can. You were stronger than me on Melt, and I'm interested to see how much you've grown since then. But if you don't calm your mind, you'll never hit me."
After finishing her mini-lecture, Pikruel released Nion's wrist and went for a round house kick to her stomach. She originally wanted to take things a safe distance away from the town, but it was clear Nion wasn't going to wait. She just had to hope they didn't destroy anyone's home in the fight, or else they'd have more angry Saiyans joining in.
Pikruel gave Nion creepy smile with glassy eyes from her place a few feet away. "Fine, then. If that's the way you want it, that's how it's going to be!"
She charged at Nion, not really thinking what she'd do from there. After tackling the blue woman, her hands would think for themselves, clawing at her face and pulling her white hair.
"Next time there's a full moon, I'm going to step on your house, Papa Smurf!"
"Next time there's a full moon, I'm going to step on your house, Papa Smurf!" At that point, somthing snapped. With Nion, there were a few things she couldn't take... Okay, a lot of things. You don't take away her vision. You don't touch the due. And you don't take away from her heritage as a Saiyan by insulting her skin.
With the roar of an very angry warthog, Nion threw her face forward to latch her teeth over Pikruel's nose, biting hard into the other Saiyan like she would a piece of meat. This wasn't a warrior's fight, so her anger didn't mind any cheap shots. One hand shot up to grab Pikruel's cheek, positioning her thumb to press into the woman's eyes as hard as she could "Let's SEE how you deal with being temporarily blind! It'll be a favor so you can't see what a PANSY ASS, FURRY DISSAPPOINTMENT you are to nature" And so the other hand went to grab Pikruel's tail, hoping to try and pull it off. "You won't have to worry about having kids to pass your sins against nature onto, WHEN I'VE PAINTED THE STREETS WITH YOUR SEVERED OVERIES!"
If nothing else worked, she'd continue to use her hard head as a battering ram and hit Pikruel with it. "Looking at you now, I can see why Daddy had to abandon you to your mother after he realised the condom broke!"
"Looking at you now, I can see why Daddy had to abandon you to your mother after he realized the condom broke!" said Nion.
"My...dad is dead, you moron..."
"That's enough!" said Lettiz, rising to meet the two in the air. "You two are acting like children! Especially you, Nion! All this because someone noticed your skin color? If you're a proud Saiyan, then act like it! Now put an end to this before I end it for you!"
Nion felt Pikruel go limp over her as she spat out her last line. Keeping her grip on the other Saiyan's tail, Nion turned Pikruel around so that one hand held the tail while the other held her by the back of her neck. As she looked at the tail, her anger only grew, prompting her to respond "Oh? Lucky him. I don't think any father could face such a dissappointment-"
"You two are acting like children! Especially you, Nion! All this because someone noticed your skin color? If you're a proud Saiyan, then act like it! Now put an end to this before I end it for you!"
Nion shrugged at Lettiz, giving the tail an extra squeeze while glaring at the mother. "-But hey, that's not a surprise when not even his wife is a real Saiyan" All before throwing Pikruel's limp body at Lettiz. "A true Saiyan lies in strength, pride and brutality. And I will not let fakes like you and Cabba insult that. She wisen up, or she'll find that tail wrapped around her neck" With that, Nion turned to leave.