(Meanwhile)
Million of light years away from Earth where all the excitement was taking place, on the pyramid shaped world owned by arguably the most destructive force in the universe, everything was peaceful and quiet. That was until the loud booming of explosions and shockwaves began reverberating inside the main temple, which not only shook the sweeping valleys and disturbed the water, but also the enormous tree growing out of its center.
From the sounds of it, it almost seemed like a couple of the residents had started up some sort of scuffle. But that was not the case.
Inside the enormous cavern like chamber that was Beerus's bedroom, where several hourglasses and platforms of rock could be seen floating about the room, the God of Destruction was roused from his sleep by a particularly loud bang. Eyes flickering open, the purple anthropomorphic cat with the large ears, long tail and wearing a white nightgown sat up from his circular bed and stared at the cliff wall of his bedroom groggily. Dazed and confused, he then looked over to the space beside his cot, where he spotted a handful of figures sitting atop a large couch he couldn't recall being there before, with their feet kicked up and a large box of popcorn sitting between them.
"Oh. Good evening, Beerus," the cheery voice of the dark elf in the silky white dress and strips wrapped around her body greeted after finally noticing the man sitting up in his bed. "Did we wake you? Sorry about that. Have a good sleep?"
Blinking away the haze of his surroundings, the purple feline raised an eyebrow, "Aphrodite? What the heck are you doing here?" He then noticed the other people sitting alongside her. "And who are they?"
Giggling, the raven haired girl gestured to the three people sitting alongside her. "These are your planet's guests. The man with the scars on his face and wearing the outdated Saiyan armor is Bardock, God of War from Universe 6… and the girl in the hot leather lingerie and coat is Cleopatra; Isis's apprentice."
"Oh. That's nice," the purple God responded with a deadpan voice, before the frown on his face became all the more prominent. "Why the hell are they in my bedroom?"
"Well… I was getting a little bored sitting around the fields checking Cupid's daily reports and paperwork all day long, so I decided to bring these guys in here to watch some television."
"Television?" Beerus murmured, before turning in the direction his three visitors were staring in. When he looked at another part of the cavern wall, he saw a two hundred foot, cinema-sized plasma screen television switched on and playing multiple recordings of some sort of martial arts competitions. Though the fights taking place on the flat screen were intense, what had the God of Destruction's immediate attention was the object playing the feed itself. "I don't remember having that in here."
Reaching into the large box next to her, Aphrodite pulled up another handful of popcorn and shoved them into her mouth. "I made a quick stop over at the closest star system and bought one, then had my subordinates install it." She then waved her hand flippantly. "I could've done it myself, but my boys can do it a hell of a lot better than I can… plus I pay them."
"Uh-huh," Beerus nodded sleepily, his brain still attempting to make sense of everything that was being said to him. Once he was done processing, he looked back at the trio with his half-lidded gaze. "While I don't mind you buying one, did you have to set it up in my room? There are plenty of other places you could've put it."
"This was the only room that didn't have a stupid glare coming in from the twenty suns sitting outside. I could've destroyed them, but Whis and Isis-chan would be cross with me, so I decided not to," Aphrodite said through a mouthful of popcorn. When she swallowed, she looked back at him. "Plus the acoustics in here are the bomb. You can practically feel the surround sound hitting you in the face." She then elbowed one of her friends in the side. "You guys think so too, right?"
Bardock, arms crossed and a serious look in play, responded with a shrug. "Yeah. Whatever."
"It's nice," Cleopatra replied, at the same time watching the battles on screen with a big smile on her face.
"So there you go," Aphrodite answered, using her magic to summon a bottle of soda out of thin air and taking a long sip from it.
From the look on Beerus's face, the God of Destruction didn't appear to find her reasoning very convincing. That or he was just a little annoyed from being woken up so early in his hibernation cycle. Glancing at one of his nearby floating hourglasses, he saw that he had a couple more years left on it before it was set to go off, which had his eye twitch in annoyance. However, before he could voice this complaint with his intruders, he unexpectedly saw his servant Whis teleport out of thin air and plant himself on the space directly beside the Goddess of Love.
A box of popcorn sitting in his lap, the man with blue skin, white hair, and wearing a pair of purple and yellow striped pajamas, smiled happily at the big screen. "My… this is so exciting. I can't remember the last time we had a movie night and a slumber party." Helping himself to his snack, he then noticed that his apprentice was awake, and didn't hesitate for one moment in waving him over. "Come on, Beerus-sama. Why don't you join us?"
Initially hesitant at his teacher's offer, the feline soon caught whiff of the freshly popped corn and, feeling his stomach growl, made the decision to join them rather than just lie on his bed and do nothing. Dragging his feet over to the couch, which magically extended to include another seat for him, Beerus planted himself next to Whis and, getting comfortable, accepted his master's offer of popcorn and beverage. When he turned to the channel playing on the wall, he saw a series of warriors battling each other over different terrains, on a world that didn't appear all that familiar to him. After glancing between the multiple cameras and shots, the God of Destruction spoke up.
"What exactly are we watching?" Switching from window to window, Beerus then proceeded to point out the combatants. "From the looks of it, there appears to be a couple of puny mortals squabbling senselessly with each other on two different planets."
Aphrodite shrugged when she heard the man's comment. "I heard from Cupid that a gladiator matchup of some kind was being broadcast across the entire Northern Quadrant between a few of my district's clients, so I had the television lock onto the signal so that we could watch it."
Finger tapping against his bicep, the ever-serious Bardock craned his head upwards, "To be honest, it's starting to get really interesting… especially the battle between the two Super Saiyans."
"Super Saiyans?" Beerus muttered, scratching his cheek absently while also staring at the flat screen. "Hmm… I don't know why, but that name sounds very familiar to me… Super Saiyan…"
Seeing that the still groggy God of Destruction was lost in thought, a present Whis and Aphrodite chose not to interject, and simply fixed their attention back on the television. As they continued to watch the multiple screens intently, sharing the popcorn and taking sips from the beverages they'd brought with them, the fights taking place on screen quickly began heating up…
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(Meanwhile)
(Bulma's Group)
A similar gathering had taken place over in King Koku's courtyard, where the aforementioned ruler of the land and his staff had taken up comfortable positions on a series of chairs, to continue watching the multitude of fights unfolding on the hologram in front of them. Even the kitchen staff had gotten in on the action, bringing out various snacks, confectionaries and drinks for all of the people sitting out in the sun. It certainly was a welcome relief to those who were present, as the once nervous crowd was now hanging on the edge of their seats and watching with anticipation who out of the remaining contestants would come out on top.
While Bulma sat beside the large spider tank San in the background, arms crossed and an anxious expression in play, she suddenly became aware of a few feet tapping down beside her. When she looked, she saw Krillin stroll onto the scene, accompanied by his two CAT droid opponents.
From the looks of it, he'd been through one hell of a brawl with the robots, both of whom were covered in band aids and bandages… oddly enough.
"So… what did I miss?" the short fighter asked, his attention set squarely on the projection in the center of the courtyard. "How are the others going?"
The blue haired scientist smiled and turned back to the broadcast. "They're doing pretty well actually. Goten, Trunks and Eighteen just finished wrapping up their battles. So has Videl and her group. They're still hanging around the newly formed inlet they'd created on the other side of the continent. And Vegeta is currently heading over to where Zangya is fighting Maya… albeit at an incredibly slow pace. Not surprising, considering my husband had the stuffing beaten out of him during his fight."
"Uh-huh," Krillin chirped, rubbing a swollen cheek before then glancing about the screen. "And what's the scoop on the ones that are still going on?"
"Well, Zangya is having a bit of trouble trying to get around her opponent's massive bulk. Even though she's big, that Maya girl can still move pretty fast… and she's got quite a few clever tricks up her sleeve," Bulma informed, turning her attention to the screen where she could see the Super Oozaru belching fire out of her mouth and trying to hit an opponent with a size equivalent to a fly. "The two of them are really giving each other hell."
"And… what's going on with Tien?" Obviously he was worried about the state of his best mate, especially one who was full-blooded human and not some extraterrestrial monster.
"The man fights harder than most of you guys combined," Bulma remarked, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow at the screen featuring the triclops in question. "The problem is that his opponent is armored and keeps using these strange counter measures to dodge all of his big attacks. It's almost like Tien is fighting a fast-moving submarine in a game of cat-and-mouse." She then glanced over at the largest window, which was showing the fight between the two main contestants in this interplanetary tournament. "However, the best fight that's going on is definitely the one between Gohan and Sandra."
"Ah. Our fabulous hero. How's he holding up?" Krillin blinked curiously, "Kicking major butt… or is that just me being optimistic?"
"Super now," Bulma answered enthusiastically, but then backtracked slightly. "At the beginning he was getting his ass kicked. Anytime Gohan tried to do something, his opponent would counter him with a punch or a kick to the face, and knock his lights out. He was getting beat on so badly that he was practically at the point of passing out. But then, out of nowhere, he started impersonating all of you guys and using your moves against his opponent. It messed up her sense of timing and gave him the upper hand." She then clenched her fists and brought them up. "Now it's dead even between the two of them."
"Where are the two wonder kids now?" Krillin asked, looking up at the screen and watching the two golden blurs clashing on an unknown countryside.
"Well… they've just finished trashing Mars," Bulma recounted thoughtfully. "All that's left of it is half of a now oval shaped planet and an entire field of debris orbiting it. Now they've decided to take their battle all the way to Pluto."
"Ah," Krillin nodded in understanding, moments before his eyes widened and turned to the woman in surprise, "Wait, what?"