#//was gonna be a haha moment but I figured maybe its time Krillin and Vegeta had some sort of bonding time :3

[regulus-regent]

@cc-krillin “You’re doing your best. That’s what matters.”

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Vegeta leaned against the wall, his gaze drifting over the lively scene before him, but his mind elsewhere. Every fiber of his being longed to escape, to retreat into the solitude of his own thoughts, but he was tethered to this place by the unyielding weight of obligation. It was his son's 10th birthday, a milestone that should have been cause for celebration, yet all he felt was a suffocating sense of guilt and regret.

Memories of past failures and betrayals loomed large in his mind, casting a shadow over the supposed joyous occasion. His heart ached with the weight of all that had transpired, from his strained relationship with Future Trunks to his desperate battle against Buu. The guilt gnawed at him, a relentless predator tearing at his soul.

And so, he endured, a silent sentinel amidst the revelry, his princely façade masking the storm of emotions raging within.

As the children's laughter echoed off the walls, Vegeta winced, a pang of discomfort shooting through him as his sensitive ears picked up their sharp noises. He kept his tail wrapped tightly around his waist, the memory of tiny hands yanking at it earlier in the day still remained fresh in his mind.

In this moment, surrounded by the festivities of his son's birthday, Vegeta felt more alone than ever. The weight of his past sins pressed down on him like a gravity well, dragging him into the depths of despair. And as he stood there, a silent witness to the joy of others, he couldn't help but wonder if there was anything left for him in this universe, or if he was destined to remain forever adrift in the void.

Engrossed in his thoughts, the prince remained oblivious to the approach of the other individual, the sound of their voice barely registering in his consciousness. It took a moment for Vegeta to tear his gaze away from the internal turmoil swirling in his mind and acknowledge Krillin's presence. He cast a sidelong glance at the shorter warrior, his expression one of mild skepticism, as if questioning the significance of the words that had just been spoken to him.

"What are you blabbering on about?"