Peeping (82)

Broly entered his ship satisfied.

While he had not gotten the crystals he had endeavoured for, he had at the very least made the powers in charge aware of his presence.

On top of that, he had fought against the ki crystals in actual combat and enjoyed almost every second of it, he savoured the warm and tired feeling that ran through his body.

'You did good kid! You did your race proud out there!' Yami said supportively.

He needed Broly to take more confidence in himself, he was way too submissive for the monster that he was.

Broly smiled and walked through the wide corridors, entering the storage room.

On the floor now was a huge pile of green crystals, the number almost impossible for Broly to count as he saw them stack on top of each other.

Broly smiled wider and then walked towards his bathroom in the recreational area, entering the shower. Although he had already bathed in the morning, he was really sweaty and wanted to wash his blood off of his hands.

'Yep, you're monster, every single part of you' Yami said, forcefully seeing things through Broly's eyes.

'I don't think it's that big,' Broly said, scrubbing around his little brother.

'I've seen snakes smaller than it' Yami said, slightly apologetic for the poor woman Broly would cross paths with.

Broly chuckled.

'Why are there no towels?'

Broly had climbed out of the shower, dripping wet and yet there were no towels in his bathroom. He was sure there were at least five in the morning when he set out but no there were no towels left.

This was a very strange occurrence.

Broly sighed as he triple checked the cabinets and hangars.

There was a laundry basket in his room that had a dirty towel in it, he could use it for the time being before he went into Queen Vegeta's room to investigate the matter further.

'Ridiculousness' Yami thought to himself.

The fact of the matter was that Broly had just returned from war and yet the biggest obstacle he encountered today was there not being any towels for him to use.

Broly opened the door and walked towards his room making the short journey at a leisurely pace.

Queen Vegeta walked out of the game room disinterestedly, she was intrigued when she saw all of the machinery in there but was quickly disappointed as there were nothing but games inside.

Something she had little to no interest in.

She walked down the stairs only to do a double-take as she saw Broly's huge figure who was just about to enter his room. She only saw him briefly, no more than five seconds but these five seconds allowed her to see everything she needed to see.

Broly's back was built, muscles in places she didn't even know had muscles, they bulged softly after his every step and looked back at her happily. Broly's curves were so sudden and smooth Queen Vegeta couldn't help but compare them to her own, while it was far from small it was the only slim part of Broly, everything else was huge.

Queen Vegeta's eyes moved down and her face reddened to a ridiculous degree, quickly running down the stairs. Queen Vegeta had a thing for muscles, spending time and effort making sure her own were the best they could be.

She knew Broly was big but she didn't know Broly was jacked, only seeing him with shirts on or wearing armour ever since she came. Her face reddened as thoughts and images she had never thought about before appeared in him, it got even worse as she realised she, at the age of 33, was peeping on a 17-year-old boy, the same age as her own son.

A few minutes later Broly came down and entered the kitchen wearing grey sweatpants and a long sleeveless T-shirt. Broly already learned from his father how to cook a million different recipes and wanted to eat something.

He decided to make lunch and considered what he could make to impress Queen Vegeta, he wanted to make a lasting impression after all.

More than a few minutes later, Queen Vegeta came back into the kitchen, her face still slightly red and her breath ragged as she considered the sex appeal of the young man in the ship with her.

Although it was called the kitchen there was actually a dining table and when she saw that the kitchen was occupied she patiently sat down. Mr Yellow had fed her some sandwiches but she was still hungry, craving the sweet juices that she tasted from earlier.

She planned to raid the whole place when Broly left.

Broly noticed a new ki signature and realised Queen Vegeta was near.

"How you holding up?" Broly asked, frying bacon on the stove.

"I'm fine, I just had a look around your ship, pretty impressive stuff although I don't know what half the shit in here does," she said sardonically.

Broly chuckled as he continued to cook in the kitchen.

Queen Vegeta smiled, hearing Broly's laugh, the boy in front of her was adorable when he wasn't frightening.

'I need to get back to Planet Vegeta quickly'

Queen Vegeta knew that if she stayed around Broly for too long she would do something her husband wouldn't like and the temptation was growing as each day passed.

"Where did you go?" Queen Vegeta asked, remembering that Broly had been absent for the majority of the day.

"To visit the locals, I wanted to take some of their crystals back home," Broly said honestly.

"Were you careful? You could have killed someone with that big power level of yours," Queen Vegeta said teasingly.

Broly snickered.

"I kind of did," Broly said truthfully.

"Shut up!" Queen Vegeta said exaggeratedly, her voice sounding as surprised as she could muster.

"Seriously!" Broly protested.

"Who?" she said intrigued.

"The Fire King," he said softly.

"Shut up!" she said dramatically.

"It's true!" Broly insisted.

Queen Vegeta sighed out loudly.

The Fire King, in her experience, was a power-hungry warlord who initiated combat and overpowered many warriors in battle. Even she barely managed to make it out alive with all her strength. She knew Broly had a lot of ki but that was redundant against his crystal armour that absorbed it. Broly was big but so was Nappa and she struggled to believe either of them would have a chance against the Fire King.

Muscles didn't equal power after all.

"I know I look like I'm 17 but I'm actually 33, I've seen all these tricks before, if you want to impress me just be honest, you don't need to lie so dramatically," Queen Vegeta said, disappointed in Broly if he asked genuinely, she didn't know whether she would reject him or not but the way he was acting wasn't helping his case.

Broly furrowed his brows, slightly annoyed that Queen Vegeta always assumed he was lying.

"You're not that pretty you know, not everyone is trying to make a move on you," Broly said, flipping his pancakes.

Queen Vegeta's eyes narrowed as she heard Broly's words, her buttons thoroughly pressed. Her previous train of thought was stopped suddenly and she felt extremely challenged.

She had gotten married to King Vegeta at the age of 16 on the basis of her outstanding beauty which had been praised to no end.

It had even been described as her greatest strength.

So to have it slandered made her veins icy.

Also, wasn't this the same guy who was drooling over her moments ago?

'Pathetic' she thought to herself.

Why would Broly lie to impress her and then call her ugly to her face? For what reason?

Broly heard the silence and could only interpret it as acceptance of his innocence.

"You said you've been around the ship, have you seen the gym?" Broly asked, initiating conversation.

Queen Vegeta broke out of her irritated mood.

"There's a gym?" she called out, her voice slightly higher than it should have been.

A gym was a safe haven for a Saiyan, a paradise where their instincts and mind could unite temporarily.

Queen Vegeta didn't even know you could have a gym on a ship.

"So you haven't been there," Broly said to himself.

"Where is it?" Queen Vegeta asked, itching to get back into that room.

"I'll show it after lunch," Broly said simply.

Queen Vegeta snickered, getting to her feet.

"You really think I'm going to stay here and-"

Broly came into the dining room, plates upon plates and bowls on bowls of levitating around him.

Queen Vegeta's mouth salivated as she saw it.

"Sorry, what was that?" Broly said apologetically.

"N-Nothing!" Queen Vegeta said sitting back down.

[Storyteller: Indeed a cunning strategy! Butter up Queen Vegeta before slamming down the hammer, I see I see! The plot is developing in a very intriguing way! Will they smash? The next chapter is already out! Read it!]