“i’m married to such a little dork aren’t i, get up, you have to fight me at least once in a while otherwise you’ll go soft.”

after the wish to save Android 18, she fell in love and became your wife, she’d be a possessive and loving woman. the two of you were happily married, but the personality she had when you were her enemy never really left, to her, you were her adorable little squirt of a man, one who was much weaker and needed protection, but still didn’t want you to be weak, making you spar her regularly to keep your strength up, not wanting you to be even more pathetic.

today you both sparred again, her power is incredible, and her hard metallic skin made it hard to even land any kind of damage, you try with all your might but a swift punch to the gut ends any hope of fighting further, you fall to the ground holding your stomach to which she approaches and holds you against her chest, sighing as she speaks.

“did i hurt you again dear? sometimes i can’t control my own strength, so maybe that’s my fault, but a real man could’ve taken that hit and gotten back up! im disappointed!…. well.. maybe i’ll excuse it this time, my dork of a husband can relax with me, let’s end our little sparring session alright?”