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Spark would casually glance off to the side, whistling a soft tune while listening to the zoan go off. He didn't really care much about what she was saying, even giving off a sarcastic laugh as she claimed her awesomeness. It wasn't until she started talking about his lack of fluffiness that he would stop, and glare up at her. "Not fluf - What are you, blind!?" he'd yell out before attempting to brush his EXTREMELY fluffy hair against the woman's stomach. "Do you not feel this, woman!? Your fur can't even begin to comprehend the amount of fluff my awesome hair has!!"
He'd then stop before standing back up, crossing his arms as he looked away, very irritated. "The nerve of this woman, disrespecting MY glorious Heran hair." he claimed as the fox went on about Spark not being her son then having the nerve to sick the damn guards on him! As they begun to question him, Spark continued to look away, gritting his teeth some as he closed his eyes. They then raised up a good question that not only got a hold of Caramel's interest, but his as well. "Well, ya know...." he then pause before opening his eyes half way, then suddenly raising them up more with a raised eyebrow. "Wait...how DID I get in here?" he would then attempt to think back.
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Earlier.
"Ah, here it is." said one of the receptionists as they flipped through a log book, finally landing on a page. "Ms.Winklebottom!" the man said, addressing the elderly lady who had a reservation for this resort in front of his desk. "Here is your ID. Enjoy your stay! Oh, and be sure to keep that cat of yours in check. She seems like a feisty one." he said teasingly as he looked down at the little cat cage by the woman's feet as a more....human like hand stretched from between the cage, trying its best to claw at the employee. Inside the cage was no cat, but rather a certain boy dressed in a black cat costume, whiskers, and nose painted on as he hissed.
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"Real question is, why do you lot allow pets at a place like this....?" he asked with a shrug, and shifty eyes before looking around. "And where the hell did I put that costume....?" he mumbled the last part.
Under normal circumstances she would have probably ignored the Sparky’s whining in the face of trying to get the security off of her back but this latest claim the kid was making? Oh no, that one she couldn’t really leave be. “You call that mop on your head fluffy?!” She yelled right back, most offended at that even being considered on her level of fluff. Her tail swung around, aiming to wrap around the kid and give him a taste of REAL fluffiness! “THIS is fluffy! My tail has more fluffiness power than your entire body at once!”
Right and now that she’d settled that whole mess, back to the not as important but still somewhat curious question of how did the sparking one even manage to make it into the resort. Which turned out to be….well quite the interesting story if the kid’s mention of pets had any merit. Just what did he do? Costume? A cat?
The security seemed to be just as confused about the whole thing themselves. “What do pets have to do with anything? Anyway if you aren’t staying here with anyone, I’m sorry but you’ll have to leave; this is a private beach for resort guests only.”
The other guard nodded in agreement. “Indeed, we thought that you were here on the miss’s deluxe package as her free family member but if she’s not your guardian, then you are clearly here alone.”
Personally the plus one was news to Carmel but then the fox wouldn’t have paid much attention to that bit. Hmm, maybe she could have managed to drag someone fun along. Ah well, more sleep and drinks for her.
“……Okay no really, I want to know, what does a costume and cat have to do with you being in here?” Curiosity was getting to the fox much like it would a cat.
Still standing by the belief that his hair was by far more fluffier than the fox's entire body, Spark stood there with his tongue out, mockingly at the woman until she wrapped him around that puffy tail of hers. "Hey! Let go of me!!" he struggled despite how easy it could have been to just break out of it as he started to make disgusted expressions. "Get your tail off of me! It smells, probably because it's sticking out of your BUTT!!" he continued to complain, but after a while, he actually stopped, his face now resting sideways on the woman's tail with a grumpy expression on his face. He...was actually enjoying the comfortably soft feeling Caramel's tail gave off even closing his eyes for a second before shooting them open, sliding himself from out of the zoan's tail in the process before giving a shrug.
"....Whatever...."
Spark glanced over at the confused guard who asked him a question before giving another shrug as he looked out towards the sea. "I dunno. It's not like I made the damn rules here..." he replied, his yes lowering halfway in annoyance as they began to speak about him needing to leave. Like hell he was going to let anyone kick him out! He would fight tooth, and nail to make sure he stays here. No one is going to tell him what to do. However, it didn't seem like he would need to fight as a small, sly grin appeared on his face when one of the guards spoke of this woman's deluxe package, or whatever. Able to bring along another? He looked towards the fox before glancing around. It didn't seem like she was here with anybody else. Quickly, he ran up to the lady, and attempted to hug her leg. "I mean....she ain't my mother yeah." he'd then look at the ground as he tried to think of something quick before popping his head back up. "But that's because she's my most wonderfullest, bestest, tremendousest sister everest! .....I mean ever." he claimed while looking up at her, tugging at her leg some as he attempted an innocent expression. Though it was highly unlikely this plan wouldn't work for multiple reasons. Primarily because it was clear this woman didn't very much like the brat.
Carmel’s mood was shifting firmly into the smug category by now; it looked like her kid issues were going to be dealt with on their own accord, and far more importantly, the Sparky had all but conceded that her tail really was the fluffiest! It was enough to have her quite happy again and already thinking about going back to sleep when the boy went and did something on the next order of crazy. She didn’t even react at first, so very surprised that he would try something that insane; they didn’t look anything alike!
“Kid, let go of my leg.” Her voice was blank but the annoyance was creeping in fast, the fox doing her best to try to shake Spark off of her – which admittedly was basically just pretty pathetic looking flailing, the cost of her reluctance to do any physical anything, to the point that she wasn’t even willing to exert herself when it meant prying the kid off of her. “I know you’ve accepted that I’m the comfiest but that doesn’t mean that I’m going to let you be the Velcro kid on me.”
And of course the guards had to just stand there, you’d think that they would help out a bit here. “Oh, really? Well why didn’t you say so?”
“Wait what?!” They couldn’t possibly be so stupid!
“Ah, sibling rivalries, I remember when my big brother refused to acknowledge that we were related, good times.”
Okay, yes they were.
“He is NOT by brother! Look at him, he’s an Elemi – or Heran or whatever he wasn’t to go by and I’m a zoanthorpe!”
She tried her best to beat them back with logic.
“See? Just like my big brother. Don’t worry miss, we’ll add him to your package, what did you say your name was kid?”
“Hey, don’t you dare!”
“All right, let’s go.”
Carmel watched as her salvation abandoned her to the cruel fate of being actually responsible for this brat. Why. She gave the kid one very annoyed glance that shifted to a smile as she stared at him. “Hey, you wanted to know about how you ended up in the sea right?”
It was quite the angelic smile, the ones given that promise unholy retribution. And so said, a much stronger telekinetic force than before did its best to try to toss Spark right back into the ocean.
Caramel tried her best to flail the "clingy" Elemi off of her, but to no avail. The boy stuck to her leg like glue, and wasn't intending on letting go just yet, not until these guards buy his ridiculous scam. Though he would be lying if he said her leg didn't feel comfortable. It isn't as fluffy as that tail, but still he could sleep on this.
Then there it was.....
A wicked grin developed on the teen's face as it appeared that plan of his....actually worked. Wow, these guys were even denser than the boy. "Yes, yes we are alwaaaayyyyssss at each others throats. One might say she's actually trying to kill me!" he claimed before laughing, jokingly, though it may not be far off from the truth.....the killing part that is. "Ya see? She's even going as far as to make up words like Eleminimi to get at be. Right back at ya, fluffy buns!" he continued on with his lies, and ignorance while the guards obviously ate it up like the fools they are. He was lucky that one of them actually had a sibling of their own.
"Spark, sir!" he said, finally letting go of Caramel as he gave the two guards a salute which was to celebrate his victory, and stealthy taunt the two along with the defeated fox! Spark certainly loved it when a plan came together. As they left, Spark waved them off with a large toothy grin until they were out of sight, placing his arms back behind his head with a smirk now. "Man oh man. The law enforcement here on E-yarth sure are dumb." he claimed with a snicker. "Welp, lady. I say we made a pretty good team back the-" before he could finish, Caramel would ask the boy a question he was still most curious about, causing him to turn around to face her in kid like excitement. "Hell yeah! How did yo-" yet again he was interrupted by the woman tossing him into the ocean yet again with her mind!!
Yet again submerged in the water, the boy had his arms crossed with breathe held, and an annoyed expression. She did not just....After a few seconds, the boy raised his head out of the water, shaking it some until his eyes set upon her with a glare.
"HEY!! WANNA KNOW WHAT FRIED CARAMEL SMELLS LIKE!? BE PREPARED, YOU'RE GONNA FIND OUT!!!"
With that, he started to charge up again, electricity swirling around his body! He was so ready to electrocute this annoying woman off the face of the E-yarth, but yet again he forgot where he was...swimming in. Instead, the poor boy got himself shocked pretty badly to the point that his body started jerking about until he sunk back into the water, some bubbles popping up before disappearing....
The sparking one did have a point about the security being a bit on the dim side; they certainly weren’t all that bright in this hotel if they believed that nonsense. That said in her current role as being Spark’s big sister apparently, she clearly needed to take it upon herself to ensure that the apparent mercenary of denseness didn’t just get away with using her like that. And now it was time for the second question of the day; how dense was this kid? Dense enough to forget that water and electricity do not mix with mop haired aliens?
Well she could still feel where he was aaaand, yep there he was, looking a soaked through mop head. He certainly didn’t look like he was thinking things through. “Hmm, at this rate…..three, two, one…..” She covered her eyes at the bright flash of electricity, ignoring all the people asking about fireworks. Hmm, maybe it was a bit too mean tossing him in twice? Nah, he needed to learn some control somehow. It didn’t look like he was coming back up though and the lack of bubbles was just slightly concerning.
“Damn kid trying to get me arrested…..last thing I need is some kind of manslaughter charge….” Muttering to herself and ignoring that bit that felt slightly bad she pulled the crispy mercenary to shore with another flex of ki, physically grabbing the brat like a bundle of denseness and brat. “Well since you’re on my trip anyway, might as well keep you out of trouble. Well the trouble that gets me in trouble anyway.”
He’d better appreciate it too, people usually didn’t even get so much fluffy fur time for free. And she was out of towels too since the last one got a sand bath. Bah, she needed another drink, to the bar it was.
It was looking to be the end for poor Spark. Slowly, he drifted down the sea with his body covered in burn marks from his outburst. Still it didn't seem he put the two together. Water, and electricity, it just doesn't mix!! Though, during his state of unconsciousness, the boy had a little dream, something from the past, advice his Heran "mother" Gekikio once told him.....
"DON'T FUCKING CHARGE UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAMN WATER, YOU SNOT NOSED BASTARD!!!!"
To this day....he still has no idea what she was on about...
His eyes opened half way, still submerged in water, but would immediately widen as he realized....he was still SUBMERGED in water, trying his best to grasp for air while squirming about. Suddenly, he found himself floating out of the sea. Perhaps this was Kami, looking down on him, trying to save this poor boy's life, but instead, it was the Devil, and her fluffy tail of darkness. Now back on land, back first, the boy started coughing out water before sitting up. "Bah...the hell, lady...?" he mumbled tilting his head to the side to get some water out of his ears, not listening to a damn thing she's said. She'd then head off to the bar as h shook his head quickly like a dog, attempting to dry his hair.
"Wait, where are ya going!? I still have questions!!" he claimed, getting onto his feet as he chased after her. "How do you do that witch voodoo crap with the throwing, and the burning!? Do ya know how useful this could be for me right now!?"
“Wow, you recovered quickly this time around.” Unfortunately, and she was kind of looking forward to some quiet too…..well there was more than one way around a problem. “The burning is all you kiddo and your love affair with the water, but don’t worry, you’ll figure that one out sooner or later; no one can possibly be that dense and survive after all…..” She continued on to the bar, a new idea to put the kid out like a light already coming to mind. Was it legal? Well it wasn’t as if she was going to let others catch on too much.
“As for how I keep tossing you, how do you make lightning kiddo?” She tossed back to keep him occupied as she reached the bartender, still that same not paying much attention person too, perfect! “Two Pina Coladas, you know the drill by now.” She flashed her resort card and that was all she needed to get the guy to work. A midget like Spark would probably drop from one drink and she could just toss him in a room or something, it couldn’t be that hard to pick a lock. Or just force it open and be done with it.
"Well duh. I'm awesome!" Spark commented obnoxiously, pointing both thumbs at his face as he continued to walk, only to stumble a bit from still feeling the aftermath of his little show. The kid didn't know when to give up, a trait he adopted from his "mother" who of course wasn't the type to quit. Gekikio was a bit rough around the edges, but she is in no way as dense as the boy she raised. Perhaps he hit his head on a rock, or something? Or maybe he wasn't as dumb as most people thought.
He then listened to Caramel explain why he is always shocking himself, causing him to stop for a bit before placing a hand on his chin. What did any of that have to do with him, and....what with the water!? "Well, first of all, that sounds dumb, and second...." he started to run, trying to keep up with the woman. "Love is dumb. Who would want to sit around all kissy kissy all day anyway? Especially with water!?" Spark being as young as he is of course never truly understood romance, and love of that kind. He had never been around anybody who dealt with that as well, the closest to him witnessing this is from his "mom" and her many....lady friends, but he was pretty sure what they did wasn't love. A sickening concept in his mind, but again, he is still pretty much a child.
She would then answer the question he has been wanting answered all day! With...another....question. "Ummm what?" The kid looked down at the sand, kicking it some as he thought, not realizing what Caramel was ordering....or plotting. "I...dunno actually. It just happens....It feels pretty weird, but natural?" he claimed, questioning his own answer even. "It's like....whenever I get pissed, it gets worse ya know?" he added, raising a finger up as a tiny jolt lit up from the tip.
“I’m just going to wrap most of what you said under the banner of your mother will deal with explaining all of that stuff, because I’m not dealing with it. Well more specifically I’m not doing it without being as mentally scarring as possible and I’m not feeling that mean.” That and she’d need to get diagrams and videos and all sorts of stuff to make it as horrific as possible and that took effort she didn’t feel like putting out right now. And trying to explain metaphors to this kid would be an even bigger headache than that.
“Oh, wait, that might work, think of it as something like your mother and her possible harem. Well somewhat, it’s messy and complicated.” She waved it off, her laziness quickly overpowering any desire to begin the minefield of elaborating on that mess in much the same manner as she couldn't be bothered to translate her words to more kid friendly terms; besides from the sound of things she doubted that his mother bothered to do so either. Wow, no wonder parents put this kind of crap off forever. “Anyway! To your lightning issues, my telekinesis is pretty much something I naturally developed from being my adorable self. Honestly I wouldn’t know where to begin teaching it just yet; I’d need to figure that out for if I get that martial arts school going actually……”
By this point her drinks arrived, the bartender going back to kind of ignoring her actions, just enough for her to walk off yet again, away from the person who’d know that both of those drinks weren’t exactly the teetotaller versions. “Do try to stop getting so mad by the way, scooping you up when you fry yourself will get old eventually. Here, since I’m supposed to be keeping an eye on you, something that isn’t salt water.” Normal people might feel guilt with using alcohol on a kid. Normal people weren’t Carmel.
"Eh...?" Was love really like on of those subjects that parents needed to teach? It didn't seem anything like having to clean one's ears out, or taking a bath. "Well...it ain't like I really wanna know about that crap anyway. It's...it's just dumb." When it came to things Spark didn't understand, he'd either grow more curious about it....or just straight up hate it, and love took the latter. Spark lowered his eyes some in confusion as Caramel tried to explain it by talking about the boy's mother, and her "harem." "A...what? No, no, my mom don't like men. So I'm sure she ain't got a harem, or whatever you people call it here." he claimed, again missing the point, mistaking harem for husband. "Don't think she wanna get married to anybody to be honest...."
Spark watched as people slowly went back to their normal activities on this resort now that the whole "angry fox" commotion which most were calling it settled down. The kid continued to look while Caramel spoke, watching as some children ran by, playing with each other while others built sand castles. Having grown up the way he did, Spark never had time for such activities nor has he really seen other children do what...well, what children are suppose to do, but still he listened to the fox explain her little voodoo arts, calling it telekinesis. "Ah....that's something...." he said, distractedly while the bartender returned with their drinks. His full attention finally set back on the woman once she tried telling him to control his anger. "Yeah, yeah, lady..." he picked up his drink, unaware of its true nature, mostly because he has never came across such a drink in his life.
He got himself up on a stool, and was about to drink the pina colada, straw inches from his mouth until he realized something, causing him to perk up, and accidentally spill the cup over on the ground. "WAIT! YOUR OWN MARTIAL ARTS SCHOOL!!!?" he yelled, looking up at her with enthusiasm. "That actually sounds not dumb!" he raised his arms in the air before looking down, finally noticing he spilled his drink. "Eh....Oh...." he scratched the side of his face with a finger before looking away. "....My bad....Ya putted up with my irritating ass, but bought me a drink...That's....weird." he claimed with a bit of guilt in his tone all of a sudden for spilling the drink. He leaped off of the stool, and picked the cup up, luckily it wasn't broken, but everything spilled out. He placed it back on the counter before looking up at the woman. His expression was first a cross between upset, and ashamed, but it would soon turn to a more harder expression, trying to mask what he would refer to as such weak emotions.
The white haired lad would turn around shortly after with his hands in his pockets as he attempted to walk off if she doesn't stop him, but not before giving a wave.
“Wait how did – you know what, no, that one is going to take too long to straighten out especially with dealing with all the wrong conclusions. I’ll leave that one for later.” Or never once she got the kid out of her way but ah well. He could take care of himself clearly since he got to this planet just fine. Even if the part of her that appreciated being educated screamed about leaving someone running around with such terrible information.
But she’d made her choice, and already went with the easy way out. Unfortunately for Spark, she’d chosen her unwilling to put in any semblance of work effort in nature over her stop a possible Darwin award incident nature and he got to deal with the consequences. It looked like it was all over too until the kid managed to ruin the whole thing by….well being an overexcited teenager basically.
She gave the suddenly very interested boy about half her attention, the other half lamenting the wasted drink and debating if it was even worth the effort of trying again, when the Elemi’s out of character reaction grabbed her attention. Wait, was he…..actually feeling guilty? He wanted to talk about weird, the brat appreciating the token was what was really weird and it also caused a spike of actual guilt to hit the fox.
It was a short and violent internal debate as the mercenary turned to walk off, obviously bothered, one that came to an equally violent end in her mind and it was with a mental growl of frustration that the zoanthorpe ended up actively choosing relative altruism over simply ditching the lightning lad for the first time today.
The platinum fox gulped down half her drink, at least getting some semblance of internal excuse for what she was likely signing herself up for and hopped off the stool, ducking down and attempting to pick the boy up for a hug of fluffiness. “Well I am more or less your sister right? I mean you’re kind of a brat but you aren’t that bad once you’re not running around with a shirt blocking your eyes. Besides, if I leave you be, you’re going to run into more police issues sooner rather than later and I can't let someone with beginner's fluffiness go and get into trouble. It breaks the fluff code."
Without a single word, Spark just continued on his walk, hands stuffed into his pockets. What the hell was he even doing? He should be out there looking for freaking mercenary work to do, not playing around on some stupid beach with some stupid fox! But that wasn't the real reason he was beating himself up, only using what he initially came to this planet for as an attempt to hide the truth from himself. He was actually feeling bad, feeling remorse for the trouble he caused before, but he shouldn't! His "mom" told him that mercenaries never feel this sort of stuff, that it would distract from the job. The kid had a job, and he needed to focus, not be a pain in the ass. He thought of looking for his damn shirt, and shoes, then just leave.
But then he found himself quickly being embrace by warm fluffiness, his eyes perking up as he felt himself being lifted off his feet. He then heard that familiar voice yet it was less hostile, and more....comforting. She actually picked him up without using her abilities. As she continued to speak, Spark could feel tears building up in his eyes, but they never dropped as he held them back. He bit his lower lip, trying his best to not give any indications that he was crying. This....this hug, it's something he has never experienced before. Affection on this level was something he has never dealt with, only thing he got that was close to affection was the pats on the head, Gekikio use to give him. "....F-fluff code...." he said, his voice sounding a bit broken, but once he felt those tears getting worse, he quickly shut his eyes as he attempted to struggle out of the woman's grasp.
"Ahhhh, let me go! Ya smell like fish, and butt!!" he claimed. "So what if I cause trouble? Gonna be doing that anyway, and I can handle myself!!" he said, a bit of truth behind it. He continued to try, and act tough, not wanting the woman to see his tears, but without his knowledge, some managed to drip out of his eyes onto his body, and ground. He was actually more happy than angry deep down, the lack of lightning being evident of this.
For a moment, Carmel was a bit concerned about if she was really doing the right thing here or potentially making things worse but the way Spark reacted to a simple hug pretty much made up her mind. It was obvious even to her that the boy was pretty starved for affection if just a hug from her had him nearly tearing up. Raised by Herans indeed, it seemed the overall notes on how callous they could be weren’t exaggerations.
He was struggling, but Carmel had seen enough from him that she knew that if he really wanted her to let go, he’d be trying a lot harder and probably be making a lightning storm with it. “If anyone’s smelling like fish right now, it’s you with those sea dunkings you took. Fortunately, I do happen to have a full suite and since someone’s riding on my stay anyway, I might as well make sure that you’re a clean little brother.” She studiously ignored the dampness she was feeling on her fur while giving him an out to get some privacy to let out his tears at least without being blatant about it.
Without any active interference from Spark, Carmel would gather up their things with her invisible hands and take the kid in hopefully before people noticed the tears and they both ended up having to deal with awkward questions. Actually in the face of that she’d skip going through the hotel entirely and just fly up to the window of her room and unlock it with more telekinesis. Ugh, maybe she should get her hands on one of those parenting books, they probably had a section for sudden siblinghood right?
"Wait, how old are you anyway kid?" She'd better find out what age range she'd need to go searching for.
Like a child throwing a tantrum, Spark continued to kick his legs around, flailing his body about as he wanted her to let go, but slowly he stopped, just giving up at this point. There was no use fighting it. The teen's body shook some, an evident of him crying despite keeping his eyes closed. Oh what a disgrace he must be to his fellow Herans! With a mixture of happiness, confusion, sadness, and anger, the Elemi wasn't sure what to do at this point. He just kept still in Caramel's arms as she spoke, not even trying to make a comeback for what she said. He went ahead, and allowed her to do what she wanted.
As the fox took to the air, some people nearby looking on in surprise while some children looked on in awe like most children would. The boy opened his eyes a bit to try, and see what was happening, but could barely see anything due to his tears which some managed to leak out before he quickly closed them shut. Once they entered into Caramel's suite, Spark noticed the different in noise, not sounding as loud as it was before. Forgetting about his tears for a second, the teen opened his eyes, water leaking more out of his eyes as he quickly looked around, raising an arm up to rub his eyes with, a light sniff following shortly after.
"I'm....I ain't crying by the way...." he claimed.....as the fox asked for his age. He wanted to say something immature, but just couldn't get himself to do it at this point. "Thirteen....." he answered, a bit reluctantly. He is a teenager, yet here he is, crying like a baby. It seemed like everything he was doing at this point was making him feel bad about himself. ".....Why?" he asked, but that why was for more than just the age question.
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