Not An Exact Copy [Gohan x OC]

Ch. 9

"You mean that room you treat as if it was your lover?"

He smacked her across the head. "You damn brat! How dare you speak to me that way?! And how do you know that term?!"

"Itai!" She shrieked, clutching her head. "Not my fault you spend your time in there twenty four seven!" She sniffed and turned away from him. "And for your information, I stumbled upon the term in a novel given to me by the blonde ditz!"

"Oh? And what sort of book is this?" He narrowed his eyes. "And how'd you read it if it was written in the Earth language?"

"Dr. Briefs built me a translator." She decided to ignore the first question. "It scanned the whole book and transformed the words into our mother language so it was easier for me." She explained.

Vegeta grunted. "That still doesn't tell me what sort of book you were reading."

"Anyways, shouldn't we make our way to the gravity room?" She stood from the bed and hopped down, her bare feet connecting with the carpet floor. She then started pushing her father out. "Now out! I need to dress appropriately!"

Vegeta let himself be pushed outside, then leaned against the wall next to Nachi's door to wait.

Nachi changed from the sundress she was wearing prior. Panchy and Bulma had taken her measurements, against her will might she add, and shopped for a new wardrobe that weren't spandex clothing. However, they did manage to shop for spandex as well, and she had many of them in different darker colors. The thing they didn't take into consideration was her furry appendage, but Nachi cut out the holes herself to adjust.

She donned dark navy spandex shorts and long sleeve that reached mid neck. She pulled on some training shoes and forwent the gloves. She then pulled her hair into a high ponytail, knowing it would get in the way. With one last look, she was out the door and followed her father to the gravity room.

On their way there, they ran into Bulma and Yamcha, or as her father dubbed him, 'Scarface.'

"Hey Vegeta! Hey Nachi!" Bulma greeted.

Nachi grunted in acknowledgement while Vegeta simply ignored her.

"No need to be so rude," Yamcha muttered. "Where are you two headed?"

"Gravity room," Nachi replied lamely. "Daddy wants me to train with him today."

Yamcha huffed. "Why do you want to train with a grouch like him?" He flexed his biceps. "I'll train with you, kiddo! You'd have fun with me!" He grinned at her.

"... Weren't you killed by our Saibamen?" Nachi deadpanned.

Yamcha deflated while Vegeta cackled, pushing his daughter in front of him. "As if she'd train with you, Scarface. After all, she's much stronger than you Earthlings combined." He sneered.

Yamcha glared, readying to retort when Bulma stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. "As much as I don't want to say it, but he's probably right, Yams. Besides, I think it's kinda cute for a daddy-daughter training day!" She gushed.

Both Vegeta and Nachi choked, before turning their heads in her direction. "I AM NOT CUTE!"

They both yelled.

Bulma aww'd again at the display and the duo quickly made their way into the room.

Once inside, Vegeta walked over to the control settings and adjusted the gravity to 50x.