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'My head is killing me...'
The saiyan tried to get up but was gently pushed back down.
"Hey, he's waking up!"
Broly stared at the blob in front of him as it began to take shape.
"Stay still please! My friend is just getting some ice. You were out cold when we found you and I think you fell on your head..."
'Well that explains the headache. - Wait!'
"Where am I?"
The young girl then began to explain the situation to him.
"Well I guess dealing with giant bugs is better than being underwater..."
"What was that?"
"Nothing."
Suddenly giant footsteps were heard.
"Cheelai, I'm back!"
"What took you so long?"
"Well I had to go all the way back to Earth to get ice and then it melted so I just brought the whole North Pole with me."
A polar bear then gave a roar.
"YOU HAVE TO PUT THAT ALL BACK RIGHT NOW! I CAN'T GET IN TROUBLE FOR STEALING AGAIN!"
"Just let me see how our guest is doing."
"...Fine!"
The man then gave a gentle smile and snapped off a palm sized portion of ice from a glacier.
"Here. It's not much but I hope it helps!"
Broly cautiously took the ice while looking over the man in front of him.
'For someone so shabby I thought he'd talk like a caveman but he seems completely normal. Actually scratch that. Something still seems off!'
He then felt his ki level.
"...You're saiyan, aren't you...!?"
"Am I? I mean you're not wrong but I don't think it counts since I lost my tail. Cheelai, can I still be a saiyan without a tail?"
"How the heck should I know!?"
"Enough!"
The air was now filled with a tense silence.
"Who are you!?"
"I'm Broly."
"That's impossible!"
"What are you talking about you creep!? I've known Broly for the last few months and you're the one who just showed up here all of a sudden!"
"STOP MESSING WITH ME!"
"Lemo, help us out!"
A faint yell could then be heard from the kitchen.
"I think I heard the oven ding!"
"We don't even have an ove-"
"STOP!"
Broly, well Z Broly, rubbed his aching temples.
"If you're me then who's our father!?"
Super Broly then started to cry and ran to the bedroom to excuse himself.
"What the hell was that for! He's been really sensitive about Paragus since he died-"
"WHAT!?"
He knew he lost his sanity some time ago but this was new.
"BROLY!"
"WHY AM I HEARING HIS VOICE NOW!?"
"BROLY!"
"SHUT IT OLD MAN!"
Broly lunged forward but was met with nothing but a cold sweat.
"You were having another nightmare..."
"Oh?"
"Get some rest son. I'm going to speak with the doctor tomorrow about upping your medication..."
"Ugh!"
He looked at the picture frame next to his bedside. It was a photograph of him and his other father, Takao Koyama.
"It's good to be home!"