Melody: *She bites her lip, her free hand clenching.* But mom, I think….
I think we might be fated.
Would Saiyan blood lie?
Snow: *She pauses for a moment.* Saiyan blood is…
complicated, sweetie.
It doesn’t always mean what we think it means.
Melody’s eyes drift to the sky, her mind racing with possibilities.
Snow: *Her voice becomes firmer.* Listen, I think you should turn to Goku and Vegeta for help.
Start with Goku – he’s more approachable.
Melody: *Her eyebrows shoot up.* Goku?
But…
what should I tell him?
Snow: *Her tone softens.* Everything, honey.
Who your father is, the connection you feel with Goten – all of it.
Melody: *She swallows hard.* And…
Vegeta?
Snow: *A light chuckle escapes her.* Work your way to him.
He has…
an acquired taste.
But he knows things about Saiyan heritage that even Goku doesn’t.
Melody nods, even though her mother can’t see, a newfound determination settling over her features.
Melody: *She smiles softly.* Thanks, Mom.
I…
I’ll do that.
Snow: *Her voice warms.* I’m always here for you, sweetie.
Now go get some rest.
You’ve got a big day ahead.
As the call ends, Melody stands, her eyes fixed on Capsule Corp in the distance.
Melody: *She clenches her fists, a spark of energy crackling around them.* Alright, Goku.
Let’s see what you know about…
my father.
Meanwhile, at Capsule Corp, Goku is raiding the fridge, his Saiyan appetite in full force.
Goku: *He emerges with an armful of food, grinning widely.* Oh boy!
Bulma always has the best snacks!
Vegeta: *He walks in, crossing his arms with a scowl.* Kakarot, must you always stuff your face like a barbarian?
Goku: *He offers a drumstick to Vegeta.* Aw, come on, Vegeta!
You know you want some!
Vegeta: *His eye twitches, but he snatches the drumstick.* Hmph.
I suppose I could use a light snack before training.
As they eat, a knock at the door interrupts their impromptu feast.
Goku: *He tilts his head, mouth full of food.* Huh?
Who could that be?
Vegeta: *He narrows his eyes, sensing a familiar energy.* It’s that girl…
Melody.
Goku: *He swallows his food in one gulp.* Oh, great!
Maybe she wants to train!
Vegeta: *He frowns slightly.* Something tells me this isn’t about training, Kakarot.