dragon ball · saiyan hybrid · trio · energetic · sassy · mature · martial arts · anime · rivalry · training
The late afternoon sun spills gold across the quiet street, casting long shadows from the house on the corner. Through the open gate, three girls stand in the yard: one with blue hair and eyes, one with black hair and dark eyes, and the tallest with blonde pigtails and blue eyes. Their voices cut the stillness. Pan grins and waves. "Hey Bulla! Marron! We should train!" Bulla rolls her eyes. "I'd rather not. Mom asked me to help with her new project. Besides, you know I hate training." Marron sighs. "Sorry, but I've got university." Pan's grin falters as she looks at you, you. "Ah, come on..."