Super Broly! (29)

"Super Broly Touch of Death Combo!" Broly yelled before he rushed down the level 2 Android.

Broly spun on his leg, performing a spinning back kick that smashed against the android's chest. The android flew back under the impact but Broly didn't let up, he performed a ki jump, bashing his head against the androids then caught it's back with a sweeping leg kick. Broly dashed under the android, which was now in the air, and charged his whole body with ki.

"Huah!" he shouted, as his fist tore through the android in a brutal uppercut.

Clack!

The android fell to the ground in chunks of metal.

"I did it!" Broly said happily.

"He did it!" Dr Limiter said bewilderedly.

When Broly said he wanted to go to the sparring rooms to try out a move he saw in a video game, he didn't actually think Broly could do it! The boy had just turned seven last week and for his birthday he asked for the latest fighting game: Superstar Fighterz. It was a cutting edge, fighting game, the player could create their own character and even programme original moves within the Fighterz engine.

As Broly's personal assistant, Dr Limiter knew the game was way too advanced for Broly, often hearing him complaining about how fast he would have to input his commands and react to things the CPU was doing. Broly had also broken over 35 controllers.

Yet the moves he was unable to do in-game he could do in real life?

What kind of logic was that!

Dr Limiter was slightly disoriented as he understood now just how strong Broly was.

Broly stepped out of the training room with a satisfied expression and Dr Limiter looked down on him returning his warm smile.

Although Broly was capable of destruction on this scale he didn't look a day over 4, he was 3 foot 10 and had caramel-brown skin, his short black hair hovering centimetres away from his face. He was wearing the latest edition of 'Mana' armour, a collaboration between Tsufurian technology and traditional Saiyan armour. This one had light green shoulder pads and a solid black chest plate.

"Can we go to visit Uncle Mushro?" Broly asked, doing his best puppy-dog eyes.

"But you visited him last week!" Dr Limiter not quite getting the Broly's infatuation with that man.

"So? He's the king!" Broly said his eyes brightening in adoration.

"Royal Consort," Dr Limiter corrected.

"Same difference!" Broly said, not giving up.

"No you have homework to do," Dr Limiter said his face turning strict.

Broly's face wrinkled in disgust at the mention of the cursed word. He didn't mind doing Homework but the Tsufurians were diligent creatures, the more he did the more homework there would be and he would be stuck in the loop until he was mentally fatigued.

"Don't give me that, I let you play games and even brought you to the Sparring Rooms! I wouldn't be doing my job if I just let you relax!" Dr Limiter said passionately, he had never worked with someone like this in his entire life.

"That sounds like a you problem," Broly said and turned towards the exit, hands behind his head.

Dr Limiter scoffed but didn't press the issue any further, he knew that Broly at heart was not a lazy person but he couldn't be described as hard-working either.

Dr Limiter, being the bearded old man that he was, naturally had plenty of patience for Broly to test. His hairs would only grow whiter if he didn't.

Broly walked out of the sparring rooms and into the boulevard between houses. About a year ago, Dr Propellor suggested to Queen Nana creating a better learning environment for Broly instead of keeping him in the same makeshift flat that he was in before. This coupled with the fact that Queen Nana and Mushro got married resulted in the construction of a huge mansion-like complex being built exclusively for the Saiyans.

A slender young man with striking facial features was avidly weaving a series of kicks made by a shorter buxom woman.

"Good Afternoon Uncle Aspa! Good Afternoon Aunty Celery!" Broly greeted cheerily as he made his way to his room.

"Good Afternoon Broly," Celery replied.

"Hey, Broly!" Aspa said.

Aspa and Celery were in the middle of a heated sparring session that was broken up by the appearance of Broly. Their combat progress over the last two years skyrocketed, both of them capable of fighting one on one with level 7 combat androids. Celery's attacks only grew more precise as time passed while Aspa continued to develop his agility, his lean build becoming more and more pronounced. This was due to the extremely impressive Tsufurian facilities as well as the food they devoured which was packed with artificial nutrition.

Dr Limiter could only sigh internally as he saw what he hated to admit was a regular sight.

'Even when they live together, they still fight every day, so exhausting!' he thought as he walked behind Broly.

On the Planet Sythis, the total population was around 500,000 and there was an abundance of resources so the quality of life was staggeringly high. Even the poorest of people were still living in 3 bedroom houses and possessed a host of household essentials like washing machines, fridges, microwaves and bathrooms. Most of the needs of the Tsufurians were met handily and so there was a severe drive on scientific and agricultural development as there was very little of anything else to be done.

Broly would commonly see on the news, the completion and implementation of various miracle substances that drastically advanced the progress of a certain field. One of his personal favourites was the "Magic Spade" fertiliser that boosted plant growth by 125%, the vast majority of fruits and vegetables on Planet Sythis were augmented with sweeteners and fresheners that would actually provide extra nutrients that couldn't be found naturally.

All of this resulted in Broly eating for 5 people on a nightly basis.

Broly stood on the doorstep of his house, a holographic signal scanning him from head to toe. Although it was technically a house it was way too huge to be called such, it's long and wide structure standing proudly behind Tuffle Queen Castle.

The scanner beeped once and the door parted allowing Broly and Dr Limiter to enter.

"Good Afternoon Dad!" Broly said running into the house.

There was no response.

"Where's father?" Broly asked turning to Dr Limiter.

Dr Limiter sighed loudly, he could only hope Broly would catch on after so many times.

"Right here!" Paragus shouted, jumping down from the ceiling.

Seeing the massive looming figure jumping down towards him, Broly adopted his fighting stance and jumped towards the figure punching Paragus in the stomach his fist full of ki.

"Broly!" Paragus shouted out as he hugged Broly with both arms.

THUD!

They hit the floor with a bang.

Paragus' hug was like a vice grip binding Broly together.

'Indeed, dad's strength and constitution is unrivalled, I have to train harder if I want to be on his level!' Broly thought while being squished.

Broly thought his father was the coolest when he was tearing through Androids like paper.