14 Plenty of Juice

"Excuse me?" Vegeta said as he stared at me with narrowed eyes.

"You heard me. I want the both of you to come at me with everything you got." I repeated.

"What's the point?! You're obviously stronger!" The Prince yelled.

Even Broly didn't seem to want to do it, but I didn't know if that was because of his shy nature or because he genuinely didn't want to fight me.

It could very well be both.

"I want gauge where you two are." I told him.

While that was one of the reasons, it wasn't the main one. I needed to break them down before I can build them up. More Vegeta than Broly, as Broly doesn't have an ego. But I can't have them thinking that I'm playing favorites now can I?

Even though one is most definitely my favorite.

Can't let Vegeta know that though. The King nor the Prince.

"Stop worrying about strength and just come at me!"

The two looked towards each other before getting into their respective stances. Vegeta seemed to already have experience, as he got into his signature stance right away. While Broly seemed to be relatively new.

His stance wasn't the typical Saiyan Fighting Stance. He just spread his legs and held his arms up at his sides.

"You ready?!" Vegeta shouted as he and Broly stood there focused on me, waiting for the go ahead.

"Bring it." I smirked at the two, not bothering to get in a stance.

Vegeta noticed this and clicked his tongue before charging at me with a commendable amount of speed. Broly immediately followed his lead and went for an all out assault.

With Broly currently being the more powerful of the two, he reached me first and struck out at my jaw. I reach out and grab his fist before jumping over him, avoiding a low kick aimed for my legs by Vegeta.

They're working together surprisingly well. But let's see what happens when they get pushed back.

With Broly's fist still gripped in my hand, I throw him towards Vegeta. The Prince turns and sees Broly flying towards him and just narrowly avoids him by ducking to the ground.

"Watch it! Whose side are you on?!" Vegeta yelled at him.

As I thought. The slightest disruption causes them to turn on each other. Well... more so Vegeta than Broly.

"You'd better focus on me."

Vegeta turned and was met with a kick to the face, being sent flying towards Broly.

After hitting the ground, Broly shook his head and stood up on his feet, about to reenter the fray when he was struck back into the ground by a flying Vegeta.

The two Saiyan children groaned in pain, not even trying to stand up.

"Let's, uh... take five..."

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"That was an embarrassment!" Vegeta threw his juice in frustration before looking over towards Broly. "How can you just sit there drinking juice after the humiliation we just went through?!"

Broly and I looked at each other as we sipped on our green juice. They taste like what green Hawaii Punch tasted like. And apparently it was completely healthy.

"It's good..." Broly replied softly, stretching out his juice towards Vegeta.

Vegeta slaps the juice out of his hand in frustration before snapping his head towards me. "What was the point of this?!"

Broly looks at his fallen juice in sadness and I hand him mine before standing up and dusting myself off.

"There were three points." I said, holding up three fingers.

"And those were?!" Vegeta demanded.

"First, to gauge the strength you two." I said, putting one of my fingers down.

"What's the point of that? You already know we're weaker than you!"

"True, but I wasn't talking about raw strength. I was talking about fighting strength. By the way you fought, you are more experienced with fighting than Broly is. Your stances, along with the way you two fought, proved that." I explained.

"The way we fought?" Vegeta asked.

"Broly immediately went for a head on attack. Admirable, but reckless." I said as I looked at Broly, who was happily sipping on his juice. "But you, you knew that a head on attack wouldn't work, so you went for my legs. A more technical approach, even if it didn't work."

Vegeta nodded his head, the tension in his body seemed to slowly ease away at my explanation.

"The second is to see how the two of you worked together." I put down a second finger.

Vegeta didn't interrupt, wanting to hear what I had to say.

"You followed up after Broly's punch quite well. In fact, I was surprised by it. Even if it was a simple follow up, I didn't expect you two to work well right off the bat." My words seemed to stroke the Prince's ego, as he looked at me with a smirk, but it quickly went away at my next words. "But that quickly went away the moment you were disrupted. Don't turn on your teammates. Ever. It helps to know that the person you turn you back to won't be the one shooting it."

He looks down in thought for a second before looking back up at me. "What was that third reason?"

"To beat you up." I answered with a smile as I put my hand down at my side.

"WHAT?!" The Prince exclaimed in a rage.

I don't know why I was so concerned about the King wanting to train the Prince. This is honestly quite entertaining.

"Don't worry, there's a reason why."

"And what kind of reason was it?! Explain yourself!" He demanded, pointing at me as if I'm some sort of criminal.

"You're the Prince. You probably think that your father is the strongest, right?" I asked.

Vegeta looked at me for a moment before putting his hand down. "I did until yesterday."

"Yesterday?"

He nodded. "When you were fighting that supposed 'Saiyan Elite', my father said that he couldn't see you move at all. That means your power level is higher, right?"

Oh shit, I put a cap on my strength but forgot to limit my speed! Is that why the King was testing my loyalty to him back in the throne room?! I thought it was because he was thinking about the danger Broly could pose to his son!

I see the Prince waiting for an answer and I can't think of one that would give a good enough explanation as to why I was so fast that the King wasn't able to see my movements. Fuck it, might as well own it.

"Yeah, my power level is higher."

"By how much?" He asked.

"More than you'd think, less than I'd like."

His face went blank at my answer and I cleared my throat before moving on with my point of beating them up.

"Anyway, the point was to show you that even if you're the Prince, there will always be someone stronger than you. Your father, me-"

"That juice guzzling child over there." Vegeta said with gritted teeth as he pointed his thumb over his shoulder towards Broly.

I give a wry chuckle before giving a slow nod. "The point is that there is always going to be someone stronger out there somewhere. Don't get caught up in your own strength and title. Because there's always someone who doesn't care about you title and doesn't care about kicking you ass."

"Confidence, but not arrogance..." Vegeta said thoughtfully.

The more I interact with him, the more I realize that he isn't as bad as I was expecting.

Feeling something tugging on my arm, I look over and see Broly looking at me with big soft eyes.

"Juice?"

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This is around my fourth time having any sort of interaction with Broly, but if anything happened to him, I would slaughter all the universes and then myself.