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A Saiyan Owl

(DB) A 'normal' teenager was watching Mumei, until an ad popped on his screen, now trying to get rid of the ad ask ''Want to have an adventure?'' (A/N: Doing for fun, And this one turned one of my favorites to work on, if you don't like a Protagonist who likes to make joke out of everything, well, not for ya, The story itself will remain serious, like real dangers and everything, but the mc is going around joking and being seriously whatever it calls the need, and that's what you should expect. And I love DB, so I am gonna try and keep the fidelity to the OG's) A 《 Hololive EN x Dragon Ball 》Fanfiction. So if you don't know neither, this is going to be so confusing lol.

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Chap 101 - The Future’s Fate: Part 2 

Chap - 101: The Future's Fate - Part 2 

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( Inside of Kronii's Lab's Sleeping quarters. )

 

While the overgrown child of an Owl and the other kids played, Kronii finally finished with her documents after using her powers to speed herself up.

 

She taps the pile of papers by her desk before getting up and finishing her cup of tea, resting the empty cup on the table where the thermos rested.

 

Sighing, she eyed the ones seated behind her as they had their eyes focused on the screen of Ame's smartphone. The Warden couldn't help but smile at how absorbed the blonde was while playing the game.

 

But soon her face changed as she remembered what still ought to be done today. Walking towards them, she grabs the phone, receiving a screeching scream of anger… It was like the blonde had turned into a desert rat for a brief moment.

 

As for the others, they felt kind of sad that the Kronii had disturbed their tense atmosphere but didn't say much. 

 

Patting Ina's head, Mumei gazed back at the Warden's peering gaze. - " We goin' now? "

 

Receiving a nod as an answer entailed a somewhat exasperated sigh to leave the bird's mouth. She gently grabbed Ina under her arms and sat her by Kro's lap.

 

Bopping the Tako's nose as her large glittering blue eyes began to wonder where her adoptive mother was heading to.

 

" Momma bird gotta fix some things somewhere, ain't that right, sharkie? " - Getting up, Mumei ran her hand all over Gura's hair, messing it all up. 

 

Pouting, the young girl glared at her mentor, just to immediately understand what she meant upon seeing Mumei's joyful grin and the open hand she was stretching in front of Gura. - " Let's go sort out that mess of a place ya call yours! "

 

With a tear running down the girl's chin, before long more came to be as she took the Owl's hand using both of her own. - " Yes!!! "

 

Pulling the shorter girl up from the bed, Mumei glanced at Kronii while asking how they would be going about this as she was petting the shark's shoulder.

 

Raising her hand for both of them to follow, the Warden made it clear that both she and the brown bird were more than enough for this, and that the others could patiently wait there as it was something they would have done in less than an hour.

 

Laughing at how simple of a task, fixing a whole timeline was made out to be by this woman, Muun gave a kiss directly on Fauna and Kro's cheeks before leading Gura after the Pillar of Time.

 

On her way out, the young shark waved goodbye to both of her new young friends and the others she met, promising to meet them again as tears ran down her face once she met eyes with Amelia again one last time.

 

" Thank You, Ame. For everything! "

 

Leaving the Tako and a blonde who was stunned behind, they made their way through a dozen corridors until Kronii opened a door towards a room full of video monitors. - " This is generally where I tend to keep an eye on the main Time Streams… It became quite obsolete when Inarch was around, but it's back functioning at full capacity once more."

 

Walking to a terminal farther to their left, she left both girls to look around the probable hundreds of screens displaying different scenarios.

 

They watched in amazement as a multitude of timelines unfolded, all of them seemed to have the base Logic from the Dragon Ball Verse. 

 

While Mumei was left watching the ones that caught her interest the most, Gura was looking for something that was particularly specific.

 

But to her confusion, she couldn't find Time Streams where she, Mumei, and the others existed within. And when she pointed out why she couldn't find any of themselves…

 

 The one typing at ludicrous speeds in the terminal resolved her doubts, she knew Muun would have answered the query pretty plainly due to her lack of knowledge, be it in how Time worked or their uniqueness.

 

" Someone's Essence is rather a complicated thing, and even more so ours. Your future, Gura, is directly linked to ours at a particular point in Time, it's a connection that goes further than one can imagine. It's something bound to occur one way or another.

 

 Call it a Destined event of sorts. And since such a connection exists, certain aspects of our own Timeline that can be shared will be subsequently passed on to yours… Right, Mumei? I'm sure you're feeling more at ease now, knowing you didn't kill her father. "

 

" Wai- Canon events and wut now? " - Suddenly bringing back the Owl into the topic, she was interrupted short out of her watching section, the screen her eyes were glued on displayed an older Gohan who never stopped training, he was clashing with Jiren in the Tournament of Power while harnessing Beast to his full power.

 

The topic wasn't really sensitive at all, so all Gura could do was let out a chuckle.

 

 She was not that stupid as to not know her father wasn't the best of people when the Earthlings first met him… Her mother had spoken about how malicious the Saiyans originally were.

 

But! After a long time spent on Earth, he had finally quieted down. And the one she always knew as her father, that was the one she knew to depend upon.

 

While Gura accepted the truth, our Owl ran her hands through her hair, noticing something. - " Uhh.. Kronii… Do ya happen to have any spare clothes around?... I like the casual drip, buuuuut not the most fitting for the occasion, right?"

 

Only receiving a humming as an answer while the other party kept laboriously typing on the console, suddenly a pair of neatly arranged clothing spawned from midair. There was a stamp on their shirts written ' Sanana's Luxury '. 

 

" There, I told Sana to prepare you guys something strong. So that should be enough for now… Then, If you two could please stand by, just give me a second to put the finishing touches on writing down some of the data I had analyzed. In the meantime, feel free to watch whatever, really. "

 

Typing at who knows how many times above the speed of light, she tunes out yet again, focusing on writing several tens of thousands paragraphs in her console. The woman who was usually pretty goofy did indeed apparently had quite a serious side.

 

" Fair enough. " - Quick to take out and toss the old clothes she had been wearing since waking up, Mumei wears a red tank top that was a bit too small with a drawing of a smiling worm right under Sana's logo and a pair of dark gray jogging pants that let her move around quite freely.

 

She kept the flip-flops since if she needed to fight anyone they would be the most dangerous given she was now a mother, she was sure her damage while using these was increased by a thousand times along with also having a sure hit effect if she threw them… she could name the throws as - [ La Chancla ].

 

A technique that even Gods would fear against.

 

Since she was so engrossed in her own thoughts, Mumei missed how the white-haired teen kept looking at her undress and putting on the new clothes. Her teacher acted as if it was the most normal thing in the world…

 

But no matter how many times she had seen it when they had baths around the hot springs Kronii had built in her city… Gura had always thought the same… - ' Huge… '

 

The Owl always said she had a double D-cup… But that was a lie she told as easily as she breathed… Not only that, the bird was a unit, be it in the upper or lower body… 

 

Even her arms looked like she could lift a planet with those, that's not counting the scars that added a lot to the overall powerful look.

 

 Holding her chest, Gura's face was covered in a shadow as she felt nothing there… It was like she had just eaten a basket of lemons, at best she had developed abs… 

 

And she knew that Saiyan women wouldn't actually grow absurd noticeable muscles, according to her father that is… - ' Then… WHAT THE HELL IS THIS UNIT BESIDES ME! HUH? DAD?! '

 

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Leaving that aside, Gura moved on to wearing her own newly acquired clothes, the only difference from Mumei's was her shirt color and size, which was a sea-blue, fitting perfectly in her petite body.

 

As both the young and older ones were lost in their own thoughts, Kronii typed the last few lines before letting out a happy sigh.

 

Stretching her fingers, she turned towards the ones waiting for her as a blue aura started to emanate from her body, causing the surrounding space to dilate and twist.

 

" So, you two ready for a trip to the future? "