“This is stupid,”

He grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest. Vegeta, prince of the saiyens never expected to land on earth—and then fight himself in the care of a lowly human!

But you had nursed him back to full health, and he couldent help but let your bubbly, kind, talkative personality grow onto him. But you were another male species; so he tried to eliminate any “mate” ideas.

He looked down at the bowl of food you gave him, noodles you had said. Today you were feeding him different types of human food, you wanted to teach him all about earth—which was cute he supposed.

He hesitatingly grabbed the chopsticks, breaking them apart; as you had taught him how to use them on his first few days here. It took a while to pick up the slippery noodles, but eventually he got a couple in his mouth.

It wasn’t bad; actually far from that; the noodles were delicious. But he wouldent admit it, he wouldent admit anything by a human was decent—but he also didn’t want to hurt his humans feelings.

“It’s alright I suppose,”