Author's Note

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TrainingPt1

It was the next day for the two in the time chamber. They awoke in the same position as the day before, with Akumu cuddled in Bettys hold. She got up awkwardly, Akumu seeming to slump a little. “I-i-i’m sorry, Akumu, I-i just d-don’t know how to handle this…” Betty timidly said.

Akumu just nodded sadly. Betty gave him a warm hug, before trying to summon something. She tried to summon a stone, a wand, and a cloak. Unfortunately, she felt a pain in her head, and a warning. It seemed some artifacts makers didn’t like them being replicated.

The room darkened, making Akumu shake and lean into Betty. Slowly, a cloaked figure appeared, wielding a scythe, a skeleton in a cloak. This was death. “I-i-i’m s-s-sorry m-mister-” Betty started, before being interrupted.

“I do not care for your reasons. This is your first warning.” Death replied, vanishing soon after. Akumu buried his face in Bettys chest, trembling greatly.

“N-no more deaths stuff.” Betty shakily said, grinning nervously, hugging Akumu and trying to comfort him. Her hair was completely pink. “I-i’m gonna try other stuff,” Betty said.

Akumu stopped her. “P-please, d-don’t, s-scared,” Akumu said.

“I-i’m not gonna do anything stupid, just make a couple Chakra and Tree of Might fruits,” Betty said. She soon did so, two of each appearing. Betty handed one of each to Akumu, who took the fruits, and together they bit into it. The two immediately doubled over in pain as Ki and Chakra, unused on this planet since it’s creation, flooded them eagerly.

“H-huurtss!” Akumu screams, wailing.

“W-what was I thinking?!” Betty screamed back, having a bit more composer than her brother. Despite him having taken most hits for her in his little blob form, he also didn’t have nerves then, so this was all new to him and was pretty much torture.

Betty, wobbling her way over, hugging him, trying to sooth him. After hours of pure agony, the pain faded. Akumu was crying still, Betty hugging him. “I-i-it’s okay, i-i-it’s over now,” Betty whispered, hugging him.

Betty made scrolls for the attacks she knew how to use, which wasn’t many, considering neither show, unless it was important for the plot, really explained… any of the attacks. Like at all. She avoided the Spirit Bomb, because that’d only hurt them. “O-o-one more t-thing…” Betty whispered in promise. She combined the regeneration of Cell, Majin Buu, Deadpool, and Wolverine, to double down, just in case, into two fruits.

The two ate, and this was a much less painful process. The two soon felt better than ever, small impurities in them being corrected by the regeneration. Thankfully the cancer didn’t transfer.

“S-sissy, h-help walk?” Akumu asked timidly. Betty ate a senzu bean, before helping her brother up. Slowly teaching him to walk in his new body, she walked over and set it for twenty four years in here was twenty four hours out there. “What’d you do?”

“I made it so we had more training time.” Betty replied.

Year one

Akumu and Betty were practicing different styles in fifty times gravity, moving sluggishly, trying to find one that fit them. They had a little control over their planets of Chakra and Ki, but were still pretty much genin or civilian in control. They got used to the gravity quicker than normal, thanks to their regen, letting them move semi-normal.

Betty favored using her half-kumu to wield a scythe or hand blade. The half-kumu was basically Akumu without the smarts. Or personality. Or thinking. It only had the brains to turn into what betty needed, but she never could get the kink out of it where it turned into a purple dildo sword. It was also purple instead of pink.

“GODDAMIT I DON’T WANT A DILDO SWORD!” Betty shouted, Akumu chuckling. Akumu thought the sword came up because Betty was… ‘stressed’. She’d been pushing herself a lot more lately. She was wearing weights, and to not fall behind, Akumu was too, if slightly lighter.

“M-m-maybe i-it’s t-trying t-t-to tell y-you something?” Akumu suggested. Betty looked at him, furious, making him flinch and turn away.

“And… what is this thing trying to tell me? Please, I would like to know.” Betty growled. Akumu backed away, making himself smaller. “Uh… I’m sorry… I’m just… really stressed…” Betty mumbled, looking away from her scared ‘brother’.

He timidly walked over, hugging her. She turned around and hugged him back. In the hug, his hand accidentally brushed against her butt. They both separated quickly, blushing. “L-let’s get b-back to training.” She said, and he nodded.

They both continued training for the rest of the day, not getting that off of their mind. The next incident happened a year later.

year two…

Akumu walked into the house, having just finished training. He went into the bathroom to wash up, when he got a surprise. Betty, completely bent over, washing her legs. Naked as the day she was born. He got a good look at her lower region, causing his own to harden.

He slowly and quietly walked out, going back into the two hundred times gravity to get his mind off of it. Instead, he thought of how the two of them had slowly gotten better, now able to fly and wall walk.

They had gotten all the walking styles as well. The next day, something similar happened. Betty was walking in from training, and entered the bathroom to see Akumu singing with his eyes closed as he washed himself, his front in her view.

She felt herself moisten, and hastily went back out to train some more. Over the second year this kept happening, them catching one another exposed, as if some higher power wanted them to get together.

The third year…

In the start of the third year, they saw each other. Betty was putting her panties on, when Akumu came in. He saw her, and blushed furiously as she saw him, his lower region tenting as hers moistened. “I-i-i’m s-s-sorry, I-i’ll g-go,” Akumu said, turning to leave.

“N-no, w-wait. M-maybe w-we could… e-experiment?” Betty asked. Pausing, he looked at her with a tilted head. Akumu timidly nodded, and the two timidly ran their hands over each other, avoiding the others privates, and kissed timidly. For the rest of the year they train and slowly experiment.

Fourth year…

Akumu and Betty were sitting in bed, both in their undies. They both had red faces and were fidgeting heavily. “S-so…” Akumu started, before stopping, unable to find words.

“Y-y-yeah, s-so, t-touch e-eachother?” Betty mumbled.

Warning, if ya know what’s about to happen and don’t like it… fuck off.

Betty reached forwards, gently cupping his crotch and making him groan. She started rubbing, making Akumu groan, looking at her. He reached forwards, grasping her small breasts and timidly squeezing.

The girl squeaked, blushing. The two continued to timidly do this, not sure how to continue. Betty, remembering something, took her hands off him and crawled forwards, leaning down and nuzzling his crotch. He let out a gasp at this, looking surprised. Her panties had a wet spot now, so she removed them and his underwear.

Akumu let this happen, letting his crotch and hers lay bare for them to look at. “I-i-i t-think I’m s-s-supposed t-to g-get on top o-of you, a-and have our c-crotches touch?” Betty said, unsure. She did so, and the two rubbed against one another, groaning and moaning.

They continue for a bit, before Akumu slipped into her. She screeched as something broke, and he immediately started fussing over her. Her legs wrapped around him, and slowly, they started moving, him sliding in and out of her. They both moaned and groaned, panting as they made love to each other.

He sliding out and her pulling him back in, the two making a rhythm, the sound of skin slapping filling the air as the two looked into eachothers eyes. They leaned forwards, kissing one another, uncaring for what anyone would say.

“T-t-there’s s-s-something b-building up,” Betty panted. Akumu panted back, nodding, feeling it too. Their rhythm was erratic at this point as the two tried to finish. The two got louder and louder, continuing for a few minutes.

“C-c-close!” Akumu shouted. Betty came, tightening around him and feeling his thing throb and shoot something off inside of her, making her screech, before the two tiredly slumped, basking in afterglow. Betty kept him close, not letting him exit her.

The two just lay there, staring at one another lovingly. “T-t-that was… a-awesome,” Betty said, and Akumu nodded simply. “W-we should do it again,” she added, receiving yet another nod.

You can come back you fucking prudes.

Eight year… because if we went year by fucking year we’d BE here for one.

Betty and Akumu were laying in bed, cuddling into each other after getting out of the random weather, extreme, and thousand times gravity. It was times like this that made them ignore all the pain the first two fruits that caused them so much pain. Guess it was a advanced payment for the pain they would have normally be caused later. Also, regen. Because fuck yeah regen.

“So… um…” Betty started, not sure what to say. “W-we’ve b-been doing t-things together for a while now… what are we, exactly?”

“Us,” Akumu said, hugging and nuzzling her.

“Yeah… I like that… just us.” Betty said, snuggling back. Betty, over the last four of the eight years the two had been in here, had been making weapons as well. She couldn’t seem to make anything that had a god-tier maker, like the deathly hallows or reality bending things, but she had been making orbs that contained spells like Ultima, Holy, and other spells, like Magic Burst, which Betty had passed out after using and Akumu had had to feed her some of his so she wouldn’t die. She’d already started turning to dust by the time he got there.

He’d also taken and hidden that marble. The two could have about five on them that are ready to use at any chance. Betty, being the more damaging, had five ultimas to be combod. Akumu had Omni-heal, Life Drain, Mana Drain, Wave of Relief, and Teleport, which would let them get out in a hurry.

Two of those came from Dragon Quest 9, at least that was what Betty told him, and the others came from Fanfiction Gamer ideas. They worked, so it didn’t really matter to Akumu. He’d tried eating one one time, but it only hurt him. It looked like, while artifacts and SOULs were good for consumption, magical spells were not, since they technically were two themselves.

Betty had some random vehicules she’d made for fun, the Spirit Train, the Starlight Express, a tank that was slowly but always upgrading itself, nothing AI related, and a section of the Time Chamber she’d made with ‘random everything’ on it. She’d also modified the Time Chamber to know what they needed, and able to create it. It couldn’t do this too often without it being risky, but it gave them things every once and awhile, like condoms. And sex ed tapes. The two had been blushing for weeks.

For some reason, that even Betty couldn’t imagine, the Chamber had become like a mother hen to the two. It was incredibly awkward until Betty had found out how to ‘cut off’ their room from it’s sight. Somehow. Magic.

That was all during the four years after they’d had ‘fun’ the first time. Every night, before going to bed, Betty made a bag of Senzu beans. Having that many on her at once was just asking the enemy to take them, so most were in storage in her inventory.

“Well, I’m going to work on a new Project,” Betty said.

“What is it?” Akumu asked curiously with a tilted head.

“I’m going to give a deagle infinite ammo and make it a golden gun.” Betty responded to her. He deadpanned at her, before rolling his eyes and going back to sleep. Betty walked out to see a hologram of what she’d look like as a adult, and a mother. With a couple changes of course.

The hologram smiled at her. “How was your sleep, my little child?” The hologram asked gently.

“It was good,” Betty said. “I’m going to work on a new project now.” She informed. The hologram nodded, and handed her a coffee.

“You know, you two can always stay here sweetie,” The hologram said. Betty considered this. They didn’t seem to have a need to feed on SOULs since Akumu had absorbed the two alicorns. Betty remembered nearly starving, but then remembered she HAD killed the white pony's parents in front of her.

“Nah. I need to pay them back for stoning us.” Betty said. The hologram sadly nodded, and she went inside of her workshop. “But we will come back.” She said right before she entered. The hologram sadly smiled, vanishing.