More than a week after the Majin Buu incident
Majin Buu
It was only a few days after leaving that Lab I woke up as Kid Buu, and the offer from Catherine for a place at her home to stay at was nice of her; while it was nice of her and all, I was debating on either getting some heavy construction job or something to suit my strength or just use my magic to turn garbage into gold with my magic and be done with it.
But the gold idea had another problem, if Fullmetal Alchemist was probably right about, it would devalue the price of gold if I went around making my own gold out of useless trash...but would that happen if I steadily sold the turned gold I made from magic?
Eh, I'll figure it out later.
At present, I was floating in the middle of the living room of Catherine's apartment, folding my legs together into a cross legged position while slowly spinning upside down then right side up in a rotation for the hell of it. It really was a novel experience to just use Ki to make myself fly/float; my hand was perched under my chin while I thought on this matter of money, work for it or just conjure up magic bullshit.
I blinked a few times at a random thought, I could breathe in space, which means I could go to the moon and grab a few moon rocks and bring it back to sell the shit off.
I could also fly off to the asteroid belt and bring back with me an entire astroid of iron or something…
But then that brings to mind the fact I could just use magic to turn stuff into clay or bricks and create my own home to live in, like Fat Buu did with people…save for this time, I'd be using raw resources instead of people…
I frowned to myself, grumbled a bit, all these opportunities and ideas were overwhelming my mind. It was beyond ridiculous with what Buu's magic could potentially do…and I kinda don't like it, it felt cheap and an easy way out to live a life.
It wasn't long before Catherine entered through the front door of her apartment with a bag of vegetables in one hand, while I myself was still hovering in midair while upside down. Both of us stared at each other, before I broke the silence, "Science lady, how much is Moon rocks worth?" I questioned, deciding to go the ethical route of acquiring money…for now…
I can always get a temp job later to have a little fun with my strength, it's not everyday you end up with the capability to lift shit that would normally be impossible for a normal human.
While Catherine finally shut her front door behind her after getting over seeing me just floating in the middle of her apartment, she walked into her kitchen to set her purse and bag down, "It's Catherine, Buu, get it right!" she snapped back at me.
I frowned back, while Catherine began taking her vegetables out from her grocery bag, "Buu's trying, words hard to get out right." I snarked back, giving her a snippy attitude back as I righted myself back to sit in the air, now palming my knees as I stared over at her.
Catherine lightly glared back at me, while taking out a carrot to shake the end towards me, "Say it with me, Cath-er-in. Catherine." she worded her syllables out.
I understood her annoyance, and it was the same with my own with this confounded way this new body of mine was having its own trouble with talking right. I scrunched my face a bit, before speaking, "Cat-erine." I blinked, narrowing my eyes a bit, while Catherine herself shrugged and turned to start stowing her vegetables away into the fridge.
"It's a start, I suppose." she muttered under her breath, while I tested the slow way I was able to speak her name right.
"Cat-threne…Cath-ern…Cath-er-innie…" I muttered under my breath, no doubt making the weirdest face while trying to enunciate my words, my only passing thought was that the barbaric Buu himself had probably imprinted much of his personality into how he spoke, and the body I now inhabited just needed to adjust to an even minded soul.
Or at least, that's what I was assuming.
"But-" Catherine began speaking back to me with her back turned as she organized her fridge a bit by moving things around inside of it, "for your earlier question, why are you asking what people pay for moon rocks for?" she questioned while finishing up with the fridge, shut it, and returned to lean against her island counter while staring at me with a curious look in her eyes.
I gave her a haphazard shrug while I still hovered in the air with my palms down against my lap, "Was thinking to make garbage gold to make money, but then remembered gold has set value…read one of Catty's finance books." I explained in short form.
"Oh…" Catherine mouthed, before chuckling a bit, "And Catty?" she mused as she stood upright with her palms against her hips, "No one's used that nickname of mine since highschool." she chuckled with mirth, while I lifted a brow at that.
Catherine then eyed me a bit, before speaking again, "But yeah, If you're worried about making enough money, the price for moon rocks is quite high." Catherine answered, before narrowing her eyes at me, "And on the gold matter, I'm not really sure you should be turning junk into gold…" She then expressed curiosity the next moment while she palmed her chin.
"But wait, would the turned gold actually have the complete element of gold…" She mused, while I looked at her with an annoyed glance.
I shrugged back at her, "Can test later, yes?" I questioned, before asking with a grunt in my tone, "Do scientists know most of asteroid belt's resources? Buu can get money that way?" I questioned.
Catherine smirked back, "Most likely, but if you really want to try making money by bringing space rocks back to Earth, while at the same time dealing with re-entry and all that, I can ask Silas if he can ask around first." she winked at me.
Oh yeah, I almost forgot about the reentry part of bringing back space rocks, it's not like I have instant transmission or anything, just fast speed. After all, Kid Buu witnessed Kibito Kai use his version of the technique, before using it himself to planet bust spam all over the galaxy in search of Goku and Vegita, not this Kid Buu version.
Or at least, that's what I think he was doing, but I'm pretty sure he was just doing all that shit as par the course of being chaotic and not giving a shit.
I highly doubt that this Kid Buu is able to use the instant transmission, since he never saw it before he was sealed, but that begs the question: what did he get to see and copy before he was sealed by whatever cosmic creature that was able to overpower him?
Now that I think about it, if I saw Raven use her magic, would that allow me to perceive it and use it on the dime? I'm definitely going to have to test Buu's mimicry ability the best I can, as a matter of fact, would the same be for Jinx's bad luck powers?
I slowly lowered myself down to stand back on my feet and took my leave, "Buu wants to visit the moon, be back soon." I calmly said to her, I wanted to see what it felt like to breathe with no oxygen, since Buu is able to breathe in space.
"Wait!" Catherine called me back, making me halt before the doorway, she expressed an uncertain look, "You actually remember that you can breathe in space?" she questioned, seemingly having it dawned on herself that she didn't bring up the question of the oxygen problem for most species to have in the vacuum of space.
While my hand was on the doorknob, I nodded at Catherine, "Catty forgot already? Buu knows some parts of himself, very vivid memories exist in mind of flying through space." I explained.
Present
Majin Buu
Touching down to the ground after flying for a bit, to find a good spot to practice my abilities, I stood up straight and took a glance around myself; I stood in the midst of a wooded area full of trees and grass with moss on the sides of the trees. The distant caw of a random hawk or something filled the woods.
Figuring I get some things done with practicing my abilities more, I walked over to the nearest tree and grabbed it by the side; my fingers alone were able to clench deeply into the side of the tree, my fingers sank a bit into the bark and the tree its, before I lightly uprooted the entire tree from out of the ground.
I wanted to do something for the fun of it, and flew back up with the entire tree in hand. Once I was in the air high enough and above all the trees, I tossed the one in my hand up, and chopped my hand through the middle of the tree; I deftly caught the part of the tree I wanted to use, and let the other part fall.
Now holding the base part of the pine tree in the palm of my hand with a hard grip, I stretched my arm over to the base and chopped the roots and part of the tree above them, so now all I held was a straight and aerodynamically good pole of wood.
Sure, I can fly, but I wanted to play around to do what mercenary Tao did. Early Dragonball is slept on, and the martial art aspect of it all was plenty of fun to watch.
Since I was on the west coast, I suppose I could try visiting Japan, and see if I could instantly learn Japanese.
But since I'm doing this for the first time, I'll have to guess the amount of strength I have to apply. Turning around to face the ocean, I aimed and threw the tree pole through the air with a modest amount of a weak throw. The entire thing zoomed oof with a harsh whistle, I then flew after the wood pole and caught up with it to gently sit down on it to not interrupt its flight too much.
I glanced behind me, to see Jump City itself already disappearing over the horizon from the curvature of the Earth, before I glanced back to my front. This was more fun than I thought it was, and a bit lazy…fuck it, I'm enjoying myself!
Himalayas
It was good to learn where the lower end of my strength was at, while seeing how far the tree I threw would go before it landed, and it was certainly why I didn't get off from the ride and no other reason!
I hopped off from the impromptu made flying rig of mine, of which I shall dub flying wood…no, flying yggdrasil! Give it a real nice name and all that.
Feeling the gentle breeze of the mountains my ride crashed down to, snow occupied much of the mountains around me; whether the atmosphere was cold or not, it didn't bother me.
Off in the distance, I could hear the soft guttural hymns of chanting…I honestly forget I can just visit anywhere I like with the capability of flight, I just felt like sticking around Jump City since that was where most of the events happened for this world.
Outside of Jump City and the events that happen inside it, I have no clue what goes on for the wider world, which is fair; it wasn't like the writers had any business to show the viewers what goes on elsewhere outside the setting of Jump City.
I softly landed down to the center of what looked like a monastery occupied by a few monks dressed in yellow robes, all of which took notice of me and stood up from their lotus sitting positions on the stone ground, and backed away with surprise on their faces.
"a̷̺͌n̵̰̉ ̴̲̍i̶͎̋n̴̫̆t̷̮̀r̶͕̀ù̷̩d̷̥͌e̶̕͜r̷͉̀?̵̯̔!?" One of the monks muttered in probably some ancient mandarin or cantonese, I wasn't sure which.
"He's some sort of pink creature, he wears the garments of people! Where did he come from!" another one of the monks responds as they all back away in caution towards the monastery.
Well that answers my question for how well mimicry would help me learn different languages, it also counted for stuff I hear and not just see.
One of the monks pointed at me, "We need to warn the master, the temple may be in danger!" He shouted in worry, before darting off into the monastery.
Well to be fair, satellites are a thing, and unless this place was being hidden by magic to keep modern technology from seeing it, especially from the viewpoint of inside an airplane, this place was already compromised to eventually be seen.
The other five monks nodded at each other, before settling into different stances. I must have come across the monks that studied violence and not peace, if they were willing to throw hands with some strange pink creature.
I spared the five men a crossing glance, before speaking my mind on this matter, frowning all the while, "Buu just land nearby, but heard you. So Buu flew over to visit place." Just fucking great, the impedement exists in every language for me!
The five men were now caught by surprise, before all repressed their surprised expressions and schooling their features; one of them spoke while all still kept their stances ready, most of which looked like those crane and monkey stances. "So. you speak." the one at the forefront spoke, "in our tongue no less, what are you, creature?" the man demanded.
I glared back at the monk, while keeping myself loose at the arms, I had no karate forms to speak of, but if these guys decided to fight me, I probably would learn something from them. "Dumb-dumb monk man not listen? Buu spoke in third person, wash out ears!" I grouched back with an annoyed snarl, before I answered he asked what I am, "What Buu is, is different matter, dumb monk man. Buu just woke up."
One of the other monks stepped forward with a harsh glare, "Well leave! You do not belong here! If you do not, we shall make you!"
Well, I was being invasive here, they were in the right to be angry. I was invading their home from out of the air, but it wasn't like I knew they wanted this place to stay hidden or something.
I, however, smirked at the man, I folded my arm behind my back and gestured at him to bring it on, "Buu's strong and fast, make Buu leave if monk man can! Will even use one hand!" I goaded them, I now wanted to see if mimicry worked with seeing martial arts as well.
This entire random trip of happenstance was more fruitful than I thought it would be, now I'm pleasantly glad I didn't jump off that tree of mine.
None of the monks moved however, and were now giving me wary look; that probably meant they were onto the fact I was confident enough in my own strength to win a fight, not to mention I was some random pink creature that showed up on their doorstep, so I had that going on for me too.
"HALT!" A wizened and deep voice echoed from out of the monastery, ceasing any and all actions between me and the other monks, as everyone turned sideways and backaway with their heads down.
"Grand Master." All five monks intoned as they all back away from the center, while from out of the monastery, an old man in a red and orange garb walked out with a warped cane to assist him in walking out; the air was filled with lone clacking of wood and footsteps as the old man approached the top of the stairs that led up into the temple.
The Grand Master himself, he had a thin flowing mustache that dripped down past his chin; he flicked his hand from under and out past his White Fu Manchu mustache, and pulled down at it a bit, before his wizened closed eyes opened a tad bit to look at me. "Her benevolence foretold of your coming…" the old man seemed to be musing to himself.
I frowned, but this was now feeling a bit like one of those 'as the legends foretold' some bit. "Buu not know what you mean, Buu just ended up here on ride."
The grandmaster hummed to himself, pulling at his thin long mustache, his wizened eyes shutting back to their previous states as he conversed with me, "Hm, yes, but the river of fate is quite fickle like that, whether you meant to come here or not, it was foretold by her grace that you would find yourself at her doorstep, born enew after waking from an ancient battle."
I furrowed my brow, I didn't know much past the surface level of DC cartoons, so I was kinda out of the loop here. "What does old monk man know? Who Grace lady you speak of!" I asked, giving the old monk a pointed stare.
The GrandMaster didn't speak for a few seconds, before speaking once more, "Gone your memories of old, but your past self has inflicted scars across the ocean of stars…you be well to learn old enemies will come, once word spreads of your return…Her Grace, Rama Kushna regretfully though, is too busy to meet you. Come back in a month's time." He instructed, before shuffling off back into the temple with a clack of his wooden cane and sandals shuffling across the stone.
Silence permeated the entire area, before the monk that rushed in to get this master, approached me tepidly. Neither of us spoke as I looked up at his face, "Monk man got something to say?" I griped, my mood was a bit sour now. The full weight of reality hitting me, the fact that Kid Buu would of course be the terrorizer of gods and such, before someone or something finally put the metaphorical lid on the chaotic pink gum creature.
The monk himself, though, thinned his lips before speaking, as he sized me with his eyes, "...would you by chance like tea?...we really don't get visitors here…" he nervously asked, while expressing the same on his face.
…well shit…when in Rome I guess?