I Like Spaceships (36)

Dr Barrel didn't like the Saiyans.

He thought they were loud, proud and a chaotic group of people.

As was the current head of the Robotics Division, he was responsible for the production of the most powerful Tsufurian invention: Baby. When he found out that his creation was more powerful than the Saiyans he was livid.

"What's the point of those idiotic monkeys if we can protect ourselves better than they can?"

This was a question everyone in his department had heard a thousand times.

Dr Barrel out of all the Tsufurians was easily the most bitter about the events that happened on Planet Vegeta, even before the arrival of the Saiyans it would not be an exaggeration to say he was responsible for the production of all defensive weapons. When the Saiyans arrived, his department was suddenly given much more resources and manpower so he was able to finally realise his imagination.

Hatchiyak Level Zero: Baby.

It was a custom Hatchiyak with a variety of changes, the first being that instead of being connected to the Supercomputer underneath Tuffle Queen Castle, it had its own adaptive AI and could also be controlled remotely. Dr Barrel also made sure his creation was made of the latest hardware available, the robot constructed of Grade 5 Kirite, the highest purity available and condensed Nananite - the hardest known material in the Tsufurian database. Recent developments also gave it parasite capabilities meaning that if it deemed its opponent strong enough it could 'possess' them temporarily.

"Sir! The new recruits are here!"

"Send the first one in," Dr Barrel said dryly.

After graduating from University, the Tuffles would take a placement test in a field of their choosing and employers from various departments would offer positions to students accordingly. They would then contribute to a department either in ongoing developments or in special cases started developments of their own.

Out of the 200 students that applied for Robotics, Dr Barrel just offered positions to the top 12, the same thing he had always done.

Dr Barrel was perpetually in a bad mood as his grudge against the Saiyans who slaughtered his ancestors wore against his happiness.

Because Dr Barrel accepted so few people into his department, they were all guaranteed places however he still needed to conduct a formal interview.

Knock! Knock!

Two powerful knocks rattled against the door, frightening Dr Barrel.

'Someone's eager!' he thought surprisedly.

"Come in!"

"Uh! Sorry!"

A tall young man attempted to come through the door. The young man banged his head against the ceiling and chunks fell down under him.

Dr Barrel's office was built for Dr Barrel who was a five-foot-six middle-aged man. The young man who had just attempted to enter was an ignorant seven-foot-three in height and even when bending down he still managed to hit his head against the metal ceiling, denting it. He was holding a large briefcase with his equally large left hand.

Broly knelt down, nearly prostrating and faced Dr Barrel who stared at him in shock.

"Y-you're a Saiyan!" Dr Barrel said aloud.

While he disliked the Saiyans his interactions with them was near non-existent as the Saiyans when not eating or training were sleeping.

"Yes sir," Broly said, his voice very clear.

In the last two months, his height skyrocketed, becoming nearly twice as tall as he was previously. He had seen plenty of startled faces as he stood at like a shark among fish.

"Why are you here?" Dr Barrel blurted out.

"Huh? Because you offered me a position in the Robotics department," Broly said, not quite understanding the question.

"What!" Dr Barrel exclaimed.

He quickly brought out the placement test and sure enough, Broly's name was at the top of the list.

'How did a monkey-brained idiot outsmart Tsufurians?'

In actuality, most Tsufurian children were home-schooled, the vast majority believing that they were able to provide the best education for the kids. The examination board simply distributed a module checklist and the families did the rest.

Broly was educated by the best and brightest Tsufurians who held themselves at the pinnacle of Tsufurian teaching, he was their side project to see how the Saiyan brain worked, which while slower than a Tsufurians was extremely similar in structure.

The other Tsufurians didn't stand a chance.

Broly already knew this and he could only smile wryly, looking at his fellow Saiyans from a Tsufurian standpoint, he could understand why they would be seen as monkey-brained idiots.

He waited patiently while Dr Barrel mentally recovered.

"Right, on with the interview..." Dr Barrel said.

"Where do you see yourself in ten years?"

"Building spaceships," Broly said bluntly.

A short and concise answer, just the way Dr Barrel liked it.

"Why?"

"Because I enjoy building spaceships," Broly said bluntly.

"What is unique about the spaceships you're going to build?"

Broly looked at Dr Barrel for a few seconds.

"The Tsfurian database says that the last spaceship was built in 732...that was when I was born and ...."

Broly with great effort opened his briefcase and revealed a blueprint.

The blueprint was labelled Mr Yellow Mark 3 and it depicted a massive spaceship that was able to unfold into a staggering humanoid figure with blaster cannons for arms and claw-like digitigrade legs, it had a series of wings and lengths that jutted out the top and back of the ship.

It was a very cool design.

Dr Barrel felt a wave of embarrassment hit him.

"And what if I assign you to another project?"

"Then I'll head to the mathematics department"

"What will you do there?"

"Build spaceships"

Dr Barrel felt like he was going nowhere, the young man in front of him was too simple for him to deal with.

"You've got the position, you may leave my office" Dr Barrel said tiredly.

"Thank you, sir," Broly said leaving, stumbling past the other interviewees on his way out.

Broly couldn't help but pump his fist into the air, Dr Limiter had advised him that a short and blunt approach worked the best with Dr Barrel and he spot on.

Broly, in reality, didn't want to build spaceships for a living, he wanted to explore the galaxy, he had learned from the Tsufurians that they had only investigated a small portion of the universe yet they had advanced so far and so Broly wanted to discover as much as he could. Broly wanted to be an explorer.

This however wouldn't get him a job.

He feigned interest in spaceships as that was the vehicle he would use to navigate the universe.

Broly also had certain intentions if Freiza ever crossed his path and he had often contemplated what he would do if he landed on a Planet controlled by Freiza.

"Dad is gonna be so happy when I get back," Broly said walking home.

(Author's note:

Reader:

Mr Author!

I didn't come here to read about job interviews! I came here to see Broly kick ass and f*ck b*tches! This is Chapter 36! If you don't get your act together I'm dropping this FanFic!

Author:

I once again urge you to be patient!

After a short tournament Arc Broly is going to leave Planet Sythis and stomp out Aliens! Potentially fight Freiza! And don't get me started on what I have planned for Baby! Isn't this in true Dragon Ball fashion where you have to wait forever to get to the good stuff? Please wait!

Thank You For Reading!)