Before long I manage to calm myself, quelling my laughter, responding, "Dumb luck, that's all."
Soon a young girl comes into frame, older than Goku, likely in her teenage years, berating the young boy through heavy breaths, "Goku, don't run off like that you little twerp!"
Like a scene straight out of dragon ball, Bulma's as obnoxious as I expected, I thought to myself.
"Oh wow, you look pretty beat up guy," Bulma says, before looking to Goku, and thumping him on the head, yelling at him, "Did you do this!"
Coughing uncontrollably, I struggle to maintain my composure, with my adrenaline wearing off the pain begins to set in, and soon Bulma approaches, "Goku, carry this guy back with us, I'll try my best to patch him up."
As Goku approaches, I think about letting him carry me, but quickly oppose it, standing on my own two feet, albeit shakily.
"Hey mister, you're not too bad," spoke Goku in a jolly tone.
"Don't flatter me, I'd have died without your help," I admit defeatedly.
After only a few minutes, we soon arrive at a small capsule shelter, equipped with a shockingly vast amount of provisions.
Sitting down at a white table, the chair is astoundingly comfortable, despite it being only a day without such luxuries, I had already missed it.
"Wait right here, I'll go get a first aid kit," Bulma said before quickly walking into another room.
As I wait, Goku walks around me, doing what exactly I have no clue.
"You look funny," Goku says blankly.
Glancing over at him, I think about making a jab at him, but decide against it, instead asking, "Why are two kids out in this area, it's dangerous."
Not like anything could hurt him here, but I need to feel out where in the story I am, I thought to myself.
Goku spins while talking, "Well, I don't know if I should tell you…"
Gotta put some pressure on him, I thought to myself.
"You're looking for the dragon balls right?" I ask.
Shocked, Goku quickly responds, "Hey, how did you know that!"
Suddenly, Oolong rushes in, shutting Goku up, "Hush it Goku, you can't go talking about that!
"So it's true?" I continue.
Groaning, Oolong nervously responds, "No, not at all!"
Finally returning, Bulma sits down next to me and begins to clean my wounds.
"You're really beaten up, what were you doing out here?" Bulma asks.
Scratching my head I ponder for a moment before responding, "Got lost."
"Well, we're only a few miles away from a town, we can drop you off there if you want," said Bulma softly.
"Actually, I wouldn't mind helping you all collect the dragon balls," I carefully respond.
Flinching at my comment, Bulma quickly responds, "How do you know we're looking for the dragon balls?"
Nodding my head towards Goku, Oolong whistles as he slowly tries to walk away from beside Goku.
Grumbling, Bulma yells at Oolong, "Oolong, why weren't you keeping an eye on Goku, you know how he is!"
Goku chuckles as he interjects, "Oh come on Bulma, he seems nice, and he wants to help, why not?"
Hesitantantly, Bulma applies the final bandage to my forearm, covering the last wound, "There, that should do it."
Standing up I stretch, feeling sore, but better than before, "You certainly were careful with the bandages, thank you."
"While I have little to offer, I'd be willing to give my efforts to help you receive your wish," I say calmly.
Cautiously, Oolong returns to the room upon hearing this, "You sure this guy is looking to help us Bulma?"
Damn pig, don't get in my way, I thought to myself.
"How about this then," I say as I stand up, approaching Goku I continue, "We'll fight, I'll show you what I can do"
Bulma moves to my side, "Hello, you might feel okay, but you are in no shape to be fighting anyone."
Looking towards Bulma I respond, "Bulma was it?"
Nodding her head in response, I continue, "I'm not strong enough to pose a threat to you all in any serious way, while I might be able to fight you and Oolong," I turn to face Goku, "Goku here would trounce me thoroughly."
Looking up at me, Goku asks, "What does trounce mean?"
Lightly chuckling I respond, "It means it would hardly be a fight."
Frazzled, Bulma relents as both Goku and I exit the capsule house.
"I'm ready whenever," I say as I threw up my best fighting stance, choosing to assume that of a boxer's stance.
Glad I was at least a minor fan of boxing, wish I knew more than a jab, it's not like that body could've handled it though, I thought to myself.
Looking at me, Goku comments, "That's a strange stance mister."
"Call me Adder," I retort.
Oolong comments from the sidelines, "Strange name."
"Isn't there a snake called an adder?" Bulma muses aloud.
Goku pulls his power pole from his back, a reddish glow emanating from it, and an aura of power flowing from Goku.
What an intimidating sensation, I never got into a fight in my previous life, funny that my first is with him, I thought to myself.
Taking a deep breath I slowly close the gap between us, soon being within range, I throw the best punch I can muster.
Goku steps backward, before spinning around and planting a strike into my side with his power pole, throwing me to the side.
What an incredible force, Goku this far back was still this strong, I think to myself in shock.
Catching myself with my right leg, I pivot on my right foot, throwing my weight into a right hook. Goku pushes my hand past him before he punches me in the gut, knocking the wind out of me.
"Wow, he wasn't lying, Goku isn't even breaking a sweat" Oolong comments.
Okay now, let me get at least one shot in now, what sort of a show am I putting on, I thought to myself.
Stumbling backward I manage to catch my breath as Goku spins his power pole, calming myself I take another deep breath before I change my stance.
I feel like such a weirdo for doing this, but Baki's stance feels better though, I thought to myself.
"That last stance was okay, but I like that one a lot more!" Goku comments loudly.
Mimicking me, he flawlessly copies the stance I've assumed, chuckling to himself he says, "I was right, this one is good!"
Scary, I guess that's just who he is I guess, I thought to myself.
Stepping forward I throw out a jab, however, Goku pivots on his right foot, grabbing my arm, before tossing me into the ground.
Bulma interrupts before it can progress any further, "You two should probably call it there, you're already hurt as is…" pausing for a moment, she continues, "Adder."
With my back on the ground, I slowly lift myself up onto my feet, "Hope that served as a good assessment of my strength."
Even though I lost, I actually had fun, it wasn't like that in my past life, a loss felt so much worse, but I feel like I've grown, even if only slightly, I thought to myself.
"You're better than I thought mister, maybe with some training you'd be pretty strong," Goku reassures me.
"Hope you're right," I respond, before suddenly making a realization, quickly continuing, "Hey, do you know master roshi by chance?"
Goku responds, "Yup, that's how I got my nimbus."
Alright, I got it, I thought to myself.