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Age 749 (correct me if I got the date wrong.

Me and Gohan were causually sitting in a table outside I had made for myself drinking a cup of tea, having an intriguing conversation while my clones were doing chores around the house when I heard the sound of a loud engine coming to this direction.

My eyes lit up, seeing as I was the first Human ever other than myself and Gohan that I've seen since around a decade.

"I think someone's coming," I told him "I can here an engine running."

He sipped a cup of tea in response.

"Is that so?" he asked looking vaguely amused "Who could be out here on this mountain all alone."

A voice seemed to follow that response sounded fairly feminine,

"Ugh, I Definitely got the wrong shoes for this, I hate nature!"

Me and Grandpa had gained sweatdrops onto my face from what we heard her say before a what could only be described as an Angel- no, a Goddess, walked into our hut.

She was weird, very animated, just like the rest of this world, however seeing her in person rather than on a screen, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

I gaped.

Flawless skin, Gorgeous blue eyes, a beautiful growing figure. truely the show had done her no justice, look, it's glowing.

"Hello there," Gohan said quite cheerfully snapping me out of my daze. "My name Son Gohan and this is my Grandson, son Goku, what brings you here?"

The girl wiped the sweat off of her brow, she seemed obviously out of breath if her slow and heavy breathing, something I took notice a lot.

"Hey, my name is Bulma....Do you have anything to drink?"

I wordlessly poured her a cup of tea and handed it to her.

To which she thanked me and gulped it down gracefully.

I spent a lot of attention on her throat as my eyes traveled there unconciously as she did that.

Grandpa smacked me too fast for her to see and gave me a look. I looked away blushing slightly, silently cursing my teenage hormones in response.

He turned back to the girl and asked curiously.

"What's a young city girl like you doing her in the wilderness all by yourself?"

She pulled an orange ball I had recognized as a Dragon ball in response. "I am on a treasure hunt, I am looking for seven of these." She guestured to the ball in the palm of her hand.

Grandpa's eyes widened, "oh my, you see this Goku? it looks exactly like our's in the back, Goku would you please get it for me."

"Yes Grandpa." I replied respectfully and did what was told.