Damn Traditions
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Adult ++
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40
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29,271
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164
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Damn Traditions 6
Oh my, I got this bit done a bit faster. Must have been the holiday we had on Monday and the fact that I can see Dragonball Z every weeknight at 9.30 (followed by Dragonball). I wrote a lot of this watching tonight’s episode. (We’re on Namek and Goku has begun the spirit ball to kill Frieza) Did I say I’m having fun writing this? of course you’ll kill me for the cliffhanger!
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As soon as the Elite party crossed into the third class district, everyone knew. Why the elites were in their area of course was unknown, until they stopped at Bardock’s home and demanded entry at his door.
He opened it to them and had to look down at the one in charge. He jumped back immediately and fell to his knees, “Your Highness.”
“So you know who I am?”
“I have done guard duty at the Palace, Your Highness.”
“And do you know where your son is?”
Bardock looked up at him, then quickly put his eyes back to the ground. “I thought he had been taken away to a place of safety because you had… had…”
“So you know he has become my mate?”
“Yes, Your Highness.” Vegeta moved further into the room, “Yet you don’t know where your son is. He was taken from the place of safety by a group of third class soldiers and you know nothing about it?”
“No. I can assure you I have no idea of where my son is now.”
“My sources tell me you know of a man named Parzanip. He’d been making a lot of noise about the deflowering tradition, which my father is no longer taking a part in, and has made laws to end. You have met with him on a few occasions, so tell me where I can find him.”
“My Prince, I really cannot tell you where. I have only ever met Parzanip in bars; he’s a drinking buddy, nothing more. I don’t know where he lives.”
The Prince turned and deliberately stood on Bardock’s hand on the floor. “Then I suggest you find out, I am already angry with your son for going off with them, you don’t want me to have to punish him any more than I will when I catch up to him, do you?”
“Agghhh, yes Your Highness.” Bardock did not move to save his hand.
Vegeta moved off his hand. “My man here will leave you a way to contact me. I trust I will hear from you soon.” With that he left and Bardock was still kneeling on his floor even after the door closed behind them.
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“Parzanip, I think we should send for a healer for the boy,” urged one of his men.
“And where pray tell will we find one here? What’s wrong with him now?”
“He’s been throwing up again, can’t seem to keep anything down.”
“Then don’t let the idiot eat any more of the local food. I don’t much like it myself, but I’m not puking it up everywhere.”
“When can we go home? I don’t like this place.”
“We will go home in a week or so, they’d have searched the third class areas by then and it will be clear for us.”
“So we stick around here? Have you seen some of the aliens here? Even I’ve gotten the shakes after being eyed by some of them.”
“Buddabin, you are a pretty thing aren’t you,” teased Parzanip grabbing him by the chin.
“Bastard, stop that, it isn’t funny. I still think we need to find a healer for the boy.”
“Like I said, there is no one here who can treat him. You look after him, feed him rations if you have to and knock him out, he is yours to care for.”
Buddabin sneered at him but turned back to the ship.
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“Raditz!” came a yell from the doorway as Bardock came stomping inside the bar. He saw his son, trying to rescue his spilling beer on one of the large stools at the bar table.
“F—Father?” He got to his feet putting the tankard on the bench beside him.
Bardock came at him grabbing him by the collar of clothes, “Where the hell is that total bakabrain Parzanip!”
“I, ah, I haven’t seen him in a while father. What the hell’s the matter?”
Bardock pulled his son away to a quiet corner, “That fool has taken your brother and we’ve got the Elites on our tails. The Prince came to our door demanding to know where Kakarott was, for they have mated.”
“Fuck,” said Raditz. “How long have you known this?”
“Since Parzanip told me. We’ve got to find out what he is up to, why he took Kakarott from his mate? The deflowering tradition has been done with in this region, and soon all of the others, the King has ended it. So what is he up to now?”
“He’s more your friend than mine, father.”
“But you drink in more bars than I do, you must have seen him more than I… When was the last time you saw him?”
“Weeks ago. He was with all his usual drinking buddies though.”
“He knew where Kakarott was being held. He knew why he was being kept there. He knew the Prince had mated him. He hasn’t brought Kakarott back here because he knew they would be after him, so he must have gone somewhere. I want to see if you can find out if any of his friends are around. Lean on them, find out what Parzanip is up to and why he wants your brother.”
Raditz nodded and headed off. Bardock however, walked over to the bar and ordered a tankard for himself. He sure needed a drink now.
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Buddabin came into the ship, finding one of the men guarding the entrance. “Where is Parzanip?”
“He went out somewhere; I haven’t seen him for hours.”
“The boy?”
“Still unable to get up, but he’s at least stopped puking.”
“I have found healer. I need someone to help me get the boy to them.”
“Parzanip will not be pleased.”
“And we will be dead if the boy dies, his father will kill us and who knows what the Elites will do to lose a bearer. Our race needs them to survive; they are the only future we have.”
“Fine, I’ll help you. There is one of the pilots still here, he can guard the ship.”
Buddabin nodded, while the other hurried off to make the arrangements, he headed for Kakarott’s cabin. The boy looked miserable, laying on the bunk. “Come on kid, get up. I’m taking you to see someone who might be able to help you.”
Kakarott allowed himself to be pulled to his feet and leaned heavily on Buddabin as the other led him from the ship, the second man joined them at the entrance, taking Kakarott’s other arm over his shoulder as they moved.
They made there way though darkened streets, past walled buildings with very few windows, until they came to an alleyway that Buddabin turned into. They came to a small dark place at the end of the alley, Buddabin kicked in the door, and they entered to find a crude bed along one wall, to which they lowered Kakarott, who was glad to get off his feet.
Buddabin went to a concealed door, covered by an old blanket and disappeared behind it. He came back a few moments later with someone covered in a plain brown cloak, all of their features covered. The cloak trailed along the ground behind it as it moved towards Kakarott. A white clawed hand pulled out some kind of device, the other hand was soon operating it as he beeped over Kakarott. Buddabin moved back to join his friend as they watched what the healer was doing. It seemed to check the details over several times, before turning back to Buddabin.
“He is in good health, the only thing I can find wrong with him is that he is carrying another life within him. I believe you would say that he is with child.”
Kakarott sat up on the bed. “I’m what!”
Buddabin hurried forward, produced a pouch which the healer took and disappeared back behind the blanket. “Come on Kakarott, we need to get back to the ship.”
“But he said I’m pregnant, didn’t he?”
“Yes, Kakarott that is exactly what he said.”
Kakarott wobbled against Buddabin. “Pull yourself together, baka. We have to get back to the ship. Help me with him,” he ordered of the other.
Soon they were on both sides of Kakarott and heading back to the ship.
“But I can’t… I don’t… A baby?” muttered Kakarott as they moved along. Then, “Vegeta’s baby, oh no.”
The two supporting him looked at each other. This was not a good thing for them at least.
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The creature in the brown robe hurried away from the ship he had gone to, another purse jangled as he moved. A much bigger purse that the one he had gotten an hour before.
Not long afterwards, the saucer shaped ship took off into space.
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As soon as the Elite party crossed into the third class district, everyone knew. Why the elites were in their area of course was unknown, until they stopped at Bardock’s home and demanded entry at his door.
He opened it to them and had to look down at the one in charge. He jumped back immediately and fell to his knees, “Your Highness.”
“So you know who I am?”
“I have done guard duty at the Palace, Your Highness.”
“And do you know where your son is?”
Bardock looked up at him, then quickly put his eyes back to the ground. “I thought he had been taken away to a place of safety because you had… had…”
“So you know he has become my mate?”
“Yes, Your Highness.” Vegeta moved further into the room, “Yet you don’t know where your son is. He was taken from the place of safety by a group of third class soldiers and you know nothing about it?”
“No. I can assure you I have no idea of where my son is now.”
“My sources tell me you know of a man named Parzanip. He’d been making a lot of noise about the deflowering tradition, which my father is no longer taking a part in, and has made laws to end. You have met with him on a few occasions, so tell me where I can find him.”
“My Prince, I really cannot tell you where. I have only ever met Parzanip in bars; he’s a drinking buddy, nothing more. I don’t know where he lives.”
The Prince turned and deliberately stood on Bardock’s hand on the floor. “Then I suggest you find out, I am already angry with your son for going off with them, you don’t want me to have to punish him any more than I will when I catch up to him, do you?”
“Agghhh, yes Your Highness.” Bardock did not move to save his hand.
Vegeta moved off his hand. “My man here will leave you a way to contact me. I trust I will hear from you soon.” With that he left and Bardock was still kneeling on his floor even after the door closed behind them.
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“Parzanip, I think we should send for a healer for the boy,” urged one of his men.
“And where pray tell will we find one here? What’s wrong with him now?”
“He’s been throwing up again, can’t seem to keep anything down.”
“Then don’t let the idiot eat any more of the local food. I don’t much like it myself, but I’m not puking it up everywhere.”
“When can we go home? I don’t like this place.”
“We will go home in a week or so, they’d have searched the third class areas by then and it will be clear for us.”
“So we stick around here? Have you seen some of the aliens here? Even I’ve gotten the shakes after being eyed by some of them.”
“Buddabin, you are a pretty thing aren’t you,” teased Parzanip grabbing him by the chin.
“Bastard, stop that, it isn’t funny. I still think we need to find a healer for the boy.”
“Like I said, there is no one here who can treat him. You look after him, feed him rations if you have to and knock him out, he is yours to care for.”
Buddabin sneered at him but turned back to the ship.
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“Raditz!” came a yell from the doorway as Bardock came stomping inside the bar. He saw his son, trying to rescue his spilling beer on one of the large stools at the bar table.
“F—Father?” He got to his feet putting the tankard on the bench beside him.
Bardock came at him grabbing him by the collar of clothes, “Where the hell is that total bakabrain Parzanip!”
“I, ah, I haven’t seen him in a while father. What the hell’s the matter?”
Bardock pulled his son away to a quiet corner, “That fool has taken your brother and we’ve got the Elites on our tails. The Prince came to our door demanding to know where Kakarott was, for they have mated.”
“Fuck,” said Raditz. “How long have you known this?”
“Since Parzanip told me. We’ve got to find out what he is up to, why he took Kakarott from his mate? The deflowering tradition has been done with in this region, and soon all of the others, the King has ended it. So what is he up to now?”
“He’s more your friend than mine, father.”
“But you drink in more bars than I do, you must have seen him more than I… When was the last time you saw him?”
“Weeks ago. He was with all his usual drinking buddies though.”
“He knew where Kakarott was being held. He knew why he was being kept there. He knew the Prince had mated him. He hasn’t brought Kakarott back here because he knew they would be after him, so he must have gone somewhere. I want to see if you can find out if any of his friends are around. Lean on them, find out what Parzanip is up to and why he wants your brother.”
Raditz nodded and headed off. Bardock however, walked over to the bar and ordered a tankard for himself. He sure needed a drink now.
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Buddabin came into the ship, finding one of the men guarding the entrance. “Where is Parzanip?”
“He went out somewhere; I haven’t seen him for hours.”
“The boy?”
“Still unable to get up, but he’s at least stopped puking.”
“I have found healer. I need someone to help me get the boy to them.”
“Parzanip will not be pleased.”
“And we will be dead if the boy dies, his father will kill us and who knows what the Elites will do to lose a bearer. Our race needs them to survive; they are the only future we have.”
“Fine, I’ll help you. There is one of the pilots still here, he can guard the ship.”
Buddabin nodded, while the other hurried off to make the arrangements, he headed for Kakarott’s cabin. The boy looked miserable, laying on the bunk. “Come on kid, get up. I’m taking you to see someone who might be able to help you.”
Kakarott allowed himself to be pulled to his feet and leaned heavily on Buddabin as the other led him from the ship, the second man joined them at the entrance, taking Kakarott’s other arm over his shoulder as they moved.
They made there way though darkened streets, past walled buildings with very few windows, until they came to an alleyway that Buddabin turned into. They came to a small dark place at the end of the alley, Buddabin kicked in the door, and they entered to find a crude bed along one wall, to which they lowered Kakarott, who was glad to get off his feet.
Buddabin went to a concealed door, covered by an old blanket and disappeared behind it. He came back a few moments later with someone covered in a plain brown cloak, all of their features covered. The cloak trailed along the ground behind it as it moved towards Kakarott. A white clawed hand pulled out some kind of device, the other hand was soon operating it as he beeped over Kakarott. Buddabin moved back to join his friend as they watched what the healer was doing. It seemed to check the details over several times, before turning back to Buddabin.
“He is in good health, the only thing I can find wrong with him is that he is carrying another life within him. I believe you would say that he is with child.”
Kakarott sat up on the bed. “I’m what!”
Buddabin hurried forward, produced a pouch which the healer took and disappeared back behind the blanket. “Come on Kakarott, we need to get back to the ship.”
“But he said I’m pregnant, didn’t he?”
“Yes, Kakarott that is exactly what he said.”
Kakarott wobbled against Buddabin. “Pull yourself together, baka. We have to get back to the ship. Help me with him,” he ordered of the other.
Soon they were on both sides of Kakarott and heading back to the ship.
“But I can’t… I don’t… A baby?” muttered Kakarott as they moved along. Then, “Vegeta’s baby, oh no.”
The two supporting him looked at each other. This was not a good thing for them at least.
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The creature in the brown robe hurried away from the ship he had gone to, another purse jangled as he moved. A much bigger purse that the one he had gotten an hour before.
Not long afterwards, the saucer shaped ship took off into space.
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