The Magnetic Pull || Goku x Vegeta

Chapter 11

~The Magnetic Pull: Chapter 11; What Now?~

Android 18's POV (gasp)

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I honestly had no idea what to do now. 17 just told me to make sure Vegeta gets as far away from Goku as possible so Android 16 can have sex with him without Vegeta interrupting, but that was it. They didn't even tell me where to leave him, or if I should kill him or not. I want to, but I'm not sure if 17 would like that. Maybe I should bring him back and see what to do with the two of them after. Maybe we'll let them go. Maybe we won't. They might want to come back and kill us. Speaking of kill, Vegeta was starting to wake up again.

"W-what," he looks around at his chained hands and ankles. "What the hell?"

Suddenly, he realizes there's another being in the room and snaps his head to me, "You."

I roll my eyes at him but stay quite as I plop down on the mattress I took from a store which is now located on the floor of an abandoned warehouse.

"What the hell is this place? Is looks like something a peasant-- no a homeless person would sleep in. Why are there so many webs? Is this dust? This floor is disgusting! I cannot believe--"

"Will you shut up already?" I snap.

He growls, "Nobody tells the prince of all Saiyans to shut up!"

Immediately I grip his neck with one hand, not even looking at him.

"I wonder what would happen if I broke your neck painted your blood into a masterpiece?" I spit.

"You--" I squeeze is neck harder.

"Okay!" He manages to shout.

I let go, a smile making a way to my face as he starts coughing.

"You bitch,"

I just shrug before getting up and walking away from him.

"Wait! Where are you going?" the pest shouts.

"Just sitting back on the mattress, don't worry Princess. I won't leave you," I mock carelessly.

Out of no where, 17 crashes through the roof landing right next to me. I wave away the dust in annoyance.

"So 16 is having fun, not so sure about the catcher though," he informs in amusement.

You could see Vegeta listening in and trying to get information on where Goku went and what was happening to him, and when 17 said that he narrowed his eyes, most likely in confusion.

"That's just disgusting," I answer back. "It grosses me out just thinking about it."

"Isn't it though? But it's what he wanted, so why not let him have it?" 17 shrugs.

"How long do you think it'll last?"

Vegeta was slowly starting to process it as you could literally see a clock on his head timing how long it would take, "Probably ten minutes, more or less I don't know. 16 is an animal is bed."

The clock rang.

"What the hell?!" Vegeta stood, only to be throw back down. "You guys are disgusting!"

We glanced over to him.

No one could miss 17's sickening smile, luckily it didn't last long, in a flash he was crouched down hovering over Vegeta, holding the prince's neck tightly.