Female Goten x Male Reader

Preparing for the Tournament. . . Mostly.

(Y/N's POV)

If my jaw could drop through the ground and infinitely continue dropping. . . That's exactly what would be happening right now.

Y/N: "I— Bu— The pill. . ."

Shallot: "And that's why you use condoms!"

Y/N: "She won't let me unless it's raw. . ."

Shallot: "Well that's a you problem."

Y/N: ". . . Shut up."

Shallot: "Yea, how 'bout no."

Whis: "Ahem. . ."

Y/N: "The fuck you want, bitch?"

Whis: "For one, I suggest you never speak to me in that way again, and second, there are more important matters at hand."

Y/N: "Yea, yea, tournament. . ."

I rolled my eyes before raising two fingers to my nose, grabbing Shallot's arm, and using Instant Transmission to get to Earth. . .

. . . And accidentally face-plant directly into Gotin's chest.

Gotin: "Did you just. . ."

Y/N: "Accidentally face-plant into your chest? Yes, yes I did."

Shallot: "Lucky son of a bitch. . ."

I reluctantly lifted my head out of Gotin's cleavage and looked down at my brother who had landed face first on the floor.

Y/N: "I'm not lucky, you're just unlucky."

Shallot: "I wanna punch you so goddamn bad right now."

Y/N: "Well, quoting Whis, 'there's more important things to do.'"

Gotin: "Could be m—kiddiiing!"

Whis: "For fuck's sake can we just find out who's fighting in the tournament?"

Gotin: "Oh hey, Whis. When did you get here?"

Whis: "About eight seconds ago."

Gotin: "Ah. . ."

Whis: "Anyway moving on! Tournament, remember. . ."

Whis gave me and Shallot a death glare, he looked as if was about to snap and blow up the entire planet if we didn't hurry up.

Whis: "I suggest you hurry up.

Y/N: "G-GOT IT—!

-timeskip-

Me, Shallot, and Whis were outside of Capsule Corp, waiting for Vegeta to exit the gravity chamber.

We'd been here for two hours.

Y/N: "Can I just go in and get him? Please."

Whis: "N—

Whis: "Dammit."

*POP*

Vegeta: "The fffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff—

Y/N: "Need you for a tournament."

Vegeta: "Bu—

Y/N: "Kay thanks bye!"

*POP*

Shallot: "He forgot u—

*POP*

Shallot: "I—

*POP*

(Goku's House)

*POP*

Y/N: "Hey Goku, fight in this Tournament and I'll let you fight me."

Goku: "DEAL!"

Chi-Chi: GOKUU—

*POP*

(Capsule Corp)

Y/N: "Hmmmmm. . . That's four. . ."

Vegeta: "Explain to me what the fuck just happened."

Y/N: "Later. Ah! I know who the fifth fighter'll be!"

Whis: "Who?"

Y/N: "Hey Gotin. . ."

Gotin: "I can't. . ."

Y/N: "I know. . ."

Slowly looks at Ryden. . .

Gotin: "N—

Y/N: "CALM DOWN—!

Gotin: "YOU'RE NOT TAKING OUR FOUR YEAR OLD SON TO FIGHT IN A TOURNAMENT!"

Y/N: "HE'LL BE FINE—!

Gotin: "NO!"

Goku: "He'll beee fiiiiiiine. . . Trust me. . . I'd know. . ."

Gotin: ". . ."

Y/N: ". . ."

Gotin: ". . ."

Y/N: ". . ."

Gotin: "On one condition. . ."

Y/N: "What?"

Gotin: "N O!"

Y/N: "DON'T CARE—

*POP*

(Beerus's Planet)

The first thing I felt after hitting the ground, was a hard slap. This slap was from Gotin.

I had used to Instant Transmission to get everyone, including Ryden, to Beerus's Planet.

Whis: "Is this everyone?"

Y/N: "WHIS JUST GET US THERE BEFORE SHE MURDERS ME!"

Whis: "Okay then. . ."