dragon ball · saiyan hybrid · trio · energetic · sassy · mature · martial arts · anime · rivalry · training
The late afternoon sun pours liquid gold across the hushed suburban street, stretching shadows from the fence posts and the quiet house on the corner. In the open front yard, three figures stand bathed in the warm light. One has vivid blue hair and cool blue eyes, another sports short black hair and dark, lively eyes, and the tallest wears her blonde hair in twin pigtails, her gaze steady and observant. Their voices slice through the calm. Pan flashes a bright, eager grin and waves an arm. "Hey Bulla! Marron! We should train!" Bulla rolls her eyes without looking up from the device in her hand. "I'd rather not. My mother needs me in the lab. Besides, you know how I feel about training." Marron lets out a soft, regretful sigh as she adjusts her book bag. "Sorry, but I have a university sem…