Broly x Fem!Reader - Echo {Drabble}

Well that was absolutely, and most certainly rude. The boys just left my delicate, little body on this unknown planet, because they had thought I was in dangerous. I sit on the rock in the center of the cave and sigh quietly, arms crossed over my chest. And I could feel that there was a major battle going on. That worried me greatly. It also infuriated me that I was unable to help them out when they needed all the help that they could get. There was no way for me to find them. I gasp as I sense the enormous power headed for me and hide in the shadows, sweat beginning to form on my forehead. I pant heavily in fear as I sense him drawing closer. As soon as I see his shadow, I hold my breath, body going rigid, my eyes wide, entire body trembling. I hear panting as well as faint grunting. Curiosity makes me look around the corner to see a black-haired male gripping his hair, teeth bared as he growls quietly. He doesn’t seem that bad of a person…but that power level was most certainly coming from this guy. I wonder what sort of power he has that he can look this normal but make me almost wince from what I’m sensing. I walk out into the open, ignoring the logical part of my brain that is telling me to stay hidden until I have the boys as backup. “Excuse me…? Sir?” He gasps and stands up straight, leaping away from me as if, I were the main threat here.

“Who are you!? Get away from me!” He shouts, sounding beyond terrified of me. I notice the blood and a quiet gasp comes from me.

“You’re injured!” I shout, walking towards the large male. “Please…at least lemme see that wound and dress it…” After a minute of staring a hole in my forehead, he nods and sits down, continuing to watch me like a hawk for any sort of move he deemed strange. I sit by him and begin to work my magic on the cut. I have a special ability. With my ki, I can heal others. Even the more grievous wounds weren’t a match for my ability. Of course it also came with the price of my physical combat being a bit weak. I only knew defensive tactics so that I might move and attack with ki. I smile, watching the wounds begin to mend themselves, the glow around my hand surrounding the cuts and scratches. I look up at him and smile tenderly, tilting my head to the side and my eyes closed. “There we go. You feel better now?” I ask as I open my eyes. He nods his head.

“Y…yes. …Thank you. If I hadn’t have found you…I’m not quite sure what would have happened.”

“I’m just glad that I could help you.” I say, giggling. He smiles.

“I should probably lay low here for a while…I don’t want to harm anyone should I leave early. That…that would be really bad.” I sit close to him, looking at the ceiling. After a few minutes of silence, I can’t help my childish nature and whistle sharply, giggling at the echo that occurs. The man looks around confused. “W…what?”

“It’s an echo! It usually can be done in caves—anywhere where the acoustics are good. Try it!” I encourage him. He looks a bit confused before whistling long and low, grinning almost childishly when the sound repeats and continues for a bit. “It’s cool, ain’t it?” He nods his head vigorously, obviously very happy.

We spend what feels like hours talking—though in truth it’s probably half an hour to an hour at best. His name was Broly. Now I remember. This was the guy who was following Vegeta around, acting as an attendant and as his ‘guard’. This was certainly interesting. Why—and who—messed him up this badly? Broly, when we met was a perfect gentleman and a sweetheart—hell he even bought me a bit of flowers when he saw that I was alone and bored. Though, I don’t think to much on it—Saiyans are just prone to getting themselves injured somehow. During this time, I think I might’ve grown attracted to this big, gentle giant. I mean, not in love but I would definitely go out with this cutie should the chance arise. Broly looks up and I see Goku and the group staring at us in shock. A growl sounds from his chest as he glares at Goku. “Kakarot…”

“(Name), get away from him!” Goku shouts at me.

“Huh? Why? He won’t hurt us if we don’t hurt him!”

“Is she daft!? Does she not feel his energy!?” Vegeta shouts, glaring at me.

“He’s completely harmless!” I shout back. “I’ve been with him for a while now!” Broly forces me back as his hair turns into a purple-blue color.

“You won’t take her from me! She’s mine!” He shouts angrily. Goku’s eyes widen in surprise as he looks between us. I place my hand on his arm, looking up at him worried.

“Broly…they’re my friends…Don’t worry.” I smile. He continues to glare at them and I sigh. Maybe something to snap him out of it was needed? I rack my brain for a solution before I gasp with an idea. I whistle a tune and it continues to echo throughout the cave. Broly looks around before I guess our full time together seeps back into his mind. “You calm now…?” I ask, mildly amused.

“…” His hair turns back to black and falls into it’s previous shape. As he looks at me, he nods his head. “Yes…I’m calm…” He confirms for me.

“Good. Now c’mon. We better head home, there’s nothing for us here.”

“Yes…there’s a comet that’s been headed here for a while. We’ve only got a bit longer before it hits…” Broly says, almost nonchalantly.

“WHAT?!” My friends comically panic before they take off at top speed to a ship. Broly and I look in the direction they went, a soft, amused smile on his face. He holds onto my hand, drawing a blush from me.

“Ready to go?” I nod my head gently, tightening the grip on his hand.

“Yeah.” Well…I suppose I made a new friend.