WH. WHY AM I THE PROBLEM FACTOR HERE? YOU CAN'T POSSIBLY TELL ME YOU WOULD SUDDENLY WANT THAT IF I WASN'T INVOLVED.

(It's times like this he almost wishes Gero gave him a lie detector because she's turning about three different colors but also, he's not sure he needs to know the truth.) FINE! But if your dumb shrieking wakes me up one more time there's going to be hell to pay for BOTH of you!

// VINDICATION IN THE FAR DISTANCE

'Where have you been?' My pitiful human... accountant has been out of sorts recently with their sad meaty body having multiple errors and unable to write for me so much as a flip of my hair, but me? Thriving. Flourishing. Staying in my damned lane. Leave me alone.

"You're looking a little more /alive/ than I would care to see, doctor. What inferior toys are you pulling out of the attic now?"

"Quite the claim for a scared old man who can no longer hope to hold a leash on his most formidable creation. You must not have done the research to improve your brain, making saiyans to kill saiyans... Please. That eager to give me more target practice?"

"Blah, blah. Cut to the damned chase, doctor. You're building some pointless zoo of apes because your /insect/ was a flop we'd all rather not talk about. And unless you've reinforced your neck to your shoulders... I doubt that. You should feel grace I've let you talk this long."

"You're nothing but a scant footnote in /my/ legacy. Dirt under my boots. Those pathetic dreams are little more than retirement home blabber, but if you feel so brave... Go ahead and try it."

ACHOO! He has the faint feeling someone is being especially annoying right about now.

NO he didn't SAY that.

Can't hear you.