Tundra watched 'The Adventures Of Ming' with a confused expression, occasionally looking back at Makura to see if she understood anything—only to see her relaxing while eating a few sandwiches.
Tundra had his mouth open for some time before speaking.
"H- how can someone appear because of a word?"
Makura looked at him lazily. "Some really sensitive magicians can sometimes feel their names being said, especially if someone's making an ass out of them."
Tundra flopped back on his bed, looking confused and bewildered.
"I- whatever."
He'd keep that fact in mind, but he had never been so confused in his life. How did his citizens watch this?
Makura looked at the screen, smiling. She knew this show would mess with him.
Tundra watched as Ming walked up the air and into space as if there were stairs.
"I… so this guy's some grand magician with incredible control of flight?"
Makura looked at Tundra for a moment before turning back to the TV, pointing at him with a thumb and smirking.
"He's seriously trying to scale a gag character?"
The main character laughed in space as if he heard what she said.
"Oh, that was hilarious!"
Makura raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise, looking back at Tundra.
"That was not intentional."
Tundra had frozen when he heard Ming seemingly respond to Makura.
"Are you sure? That seemed far too perfect to be a coincidence."
Makura sighed. "Why would I make this show? Way too much effort for a joke like that."
Tundra paused, sighing as well. He had momentarily forgotten that she would never go through this much trouble for anything, just because she was more talkative than he thought she'd be.
"Yea, sorry about assuming—" Tundra stopped, looking frustrated at saying the very word that had begun the show. "Goddammit! I'll remember this for the end of time."
Makura held in a laugh. "Yea, same."
Tundra sighed. "We should just watch this show."
Makura nodded in response, turning her attention back to the TV.
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Hours went by, with Tundra slowly getting more engrossed in it. He still didn't like it all that much, but he could see the appeal now.
Eventually, the show ended, and Tundra flopped onto his bed, wondering why he even came here in the first place—and what possessed him to stay and watch that dumb show.
Tundra wracked his brain for answers, eventually remembering why he was here. He wanted to know more about her and her magic.
"Hey, Makura, I don't mean to sound rude, but how old are you?"
Makura looked at him for a moment before counting on her hands.
"I didn't count, and stop asking if it's rude, there's no need."
Tundra sighed. Sure, he thought she was lazy, but not even counting her age? But the more he thought about it, the more it made sense. Why bother counting age when it has no meaning past adulthood? Hell, even he had stopped counting.
"Yea, fine, I won't ask if something is rude next time."
Makura hummed in response. "Any other questions?"
"What about your powers? How proficient are you in magic and the like?"
Truthfully, he wanted to know about that the most. He hadn't even thought it was possible to change the time of a planet before.
Makura thought about it while looking at the stars.
"Were you really that impressed by me turning it into night time? I just put a light filter on the sky."
Tundra didn't buy it for a moment.
"Then where is the sun? Since I see the stars in the night sky, this supposed filter doesn't block out all light, so why can't I see the sun?"
Makura sighed. "I got rid of it and used some mana to simulate far away stars in its place."
"Huh… so how did you specifically remove one star's light? I know you could blot out that area, but that isn't perfect—and I'm assuming what you're doing is perfect."
Tundra raised another question, much to Makura's dismay.
"...Nerd... I filtered out any light above a certain level completely, so the sun wouldn't appear"
Tundra paused.
"Did… did you just call me a nerd? I'm the strongest mortal in this universe."
Makura stared at him blankly.
"So? The strongest are almost always nerds if they wield magic. Besides, I didn't say it was a bad thing."
Tundra narrowed his eyes in suspicion.
"Is… that an accurate stereotype?"
Makura nodded. "Yea, because most magicians are passionate about magic—sometimes too passionate."
Tundra sighed.
"…Don't call me a nerd anymore."
Makura nodded. Tundra would probably ask fewer questions now.
"I won't."
"Thank you." Tundra looked at the night sky, peaceful.
Makura yawned. "It's been a while, you should go since you probably have some things to do."
Tundra sighed, sitting up.
"Well, I doubt I have much to do, but I do agree that I should probably head out now."
While speaking, Tundra floated up into the sky slowly.
Makura simply nodded, getting comfortable in her bed.
"Goodbye."
Without another word, Tundra flew off the planet.
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In space, he looked around before locking onto his ship and flying toward it.
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Several seconds passed before Tundra entered the spaceship, walking toward where he sensed Shitaki's ki, finding him in a hallway.
The sight of Tundra suddenly appearing startled Shitaki, almost making him jump before realizing who it was.
"Oh! You startled me, Lord Tundra."
Tundra smiled. "I know. That's why I do it—aside from it simply being faster."
Shitaki nodded. "Well, I assume you want to go somewhere?"
Tundra nodded back.
"That would be correct. I've been thinking about all the new planets, and I'd like for us to go where Planet Vegeta once was."
Shitaki froze. He hadn't considered the possibility of Planet Vegeta being relevant again.
"I… I'll get on it, Lord."
Tundra nodded. "Good."
He headed toward his throne room while Shitaki made his way to the cockpit, beginning their journey.