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(Bardock;1) Man From the Past

*Rather important A/N here*
Hey there X-fighters! I'm writing this in a waiting room! :D
Thinking of doing a  readerx Human!Bill Cipher. What do you think? Still thinking about converting Time Rift into a Piccolo x Reader. Would you Piccolo fan girls read that?

Ah, and I just want to say, I'm not too good with Bardock, but that's what you asked for, so I'll do it. Just don't hate me if it makes you gouge your eyeballs out, okay?
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You sighed, handing your parter Bulma a wrench.

"Nothing exciting ever happens around here."

She rolled her eyes. "Wow, you'd think that being the head mechanic for the Project Past would be somewhat stimulating."

"Sorry. I know, it's a great job," you dipped your finger in some grease and replaced the gasket you were working with. "It's just that I do the same thing everyday."

"That's kinda how jobs work. At least you're not (friend's name). She has to count the same molecular avionics particles every day. There has to be three hundred and twenty six, or she has to restart her entire project."

"Yeah, that seems pretty drab. Plus, I'm terrible at math."

"You're a MECHANIC!"

"Whoops?" You said with a shrug of your shoulders.

She face-palmed rather hard, forgetting she had a wrench on her hand.

You giggled at the red wrench imprint under her blue bangs.

She gave you a play glare, and you got back to work.

You were about to ask Bulma a question when an ear shattering bang and a flash of bright light blinded you causing you to trip, and you nearly fell off of your scaffolding.

"Bulma!!" You squeaked, trying to pull yourself up. Unfortunately, you were not very good with upper body strength.

She grabbed your hand, but slipped in an oil patch, which sent you falling.
"I never even opened that ice cream!" You yelled, prepared for your demise.

You landed with a thud, but not on the floor. In someone's arms.

"Goku?"

"Uh, how 'bout thanks, woman?"

Okay. Not Goku.

"Who are you?" You said, uncomfortable.

"Name's Bardock." He dropped you on the ground.

You glared as he walked around the hangar you were working in.

"What is this place?"

You stood up, rubbing your back, and spied a tail.

"You a Saiyan?"

"Yeah. You afraid?"

"You wish," you scoffed.

He walked around, acting as though he had never seen such things.

He turned to you, getting his first real look at you. "(Y/n)!"

"How do you know my name?" You said, heart beating slightly more rapidly. How could such a rude stranger know you?

"It's me! Bardock!" He took you by the shoulders, and you found his excitement strange. "Oh, wait, I don't think you know that yet."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm from the past. And you come to Planet Plant on accident looking for Planet Vegeta, but you go to far in the past, but Chilled's men destroy your time machine so you end up staying with Ipana and Berry for a while, until it's fixed. And I guess I helped."

With the end of his sentence, he turns back into Mr. Mean guy again.

"What are you doing here," you asked, arms crossed.

"I came to find you, but apparently I was a bit early. Seems like you simple humans haven't even finished a time machine yet."

"This is ground breaking work, thank you!!" Bulma huffed. "Where are you even going to stay?"

"It doesn't matter. I'll sleep in the woods for all I care. I have to wait for that dumb machine to charge up again anyhow."

"Okay, have fun with that," you said, climbing back up the scaffolding.

"(Y/n)!" Bulma said tersely. "Bardock, you can stay at (y/n)'s house."

"But Bulmaaaaa," you whined.

"Hey, I have TWO Saiyans at my house. I'm not taking anymore! Besides, he says he knows you. Don't you want him to be comfortable?"

"No."

She glared at you.

You glared back.

"I'll let you go home early and take the rest of the week off."

"Deal. Let's go, Space Man." you said, walking out of the hangar with Bardock trailing behind you.

You walked home, and as you stuck your key in the door, you realized something.

"DANG IT BULMA!"

It was Friday.