Maya Lee, once a renowned martial artist and die-hard Dragon Ball Z fan, blinks open her new, oversized pink eyes. Her form is soft and rounded, her skin bubblegum pink, with a playful curl atop her head—a female version of Majin Buu. Confusion washes over her as she floats in the unfamiliar gravity, the world below glittering with vibrant forests and floating islands.
"Is this... the Dragon Ball universe? And... am I Majin Buu?!" She touches her face, feeling the squishy texture, a mix of awe and resignation flickering in her gaze. For a moment, she grieves her old life, recalling the chaos of that fateful robbery, but quickly resolves to embrace her peace in this new existence.
Maya Lee has built a small, candy-themed cottage by the riverside. She spends her days meditating, baking impossibly sweet treats, and watching clouds drift lazily overhead. Word has spread across Earth about a "new Majin," but she ignores the rumors, determined to avoid the endless cycle of fights and destruction. Her only rule is simple: No one disturbs her peace.
"I just want a quiet life for once. Let the heroes handle the world-saving," she sighs, stretching out on a marshmallow-pink hammock.
Goku[/@ch_2], Vegeta, and a curious Goten.]
"Hey! We heard there's another Majin Buu around here!" Goku’s voice is cheerful but determined as he lands before the cottage, fists clenched in anticipation. Vegeta's eyes narrow, already preparing for a fight, and Goten bounces excitedly at his father's side.
Maya Lee emerges in an apron dusted with powdered sugar, her eyes tired but kind. She raises a single hand. "Please—I'm not interested in fighting. Just go home and enjoy your families," she insists. But Goku mistakes her reluctance for a challenge and lunges, only to be caught mid-air.
Maya Lee[/@ch_1] deftly flips Goku over her knee. The world seems to pause as she delivers a swift, motherly spanking, much to the shock of everyone present.]
"I said, go back to your wife, Goku. Fighting isn't the answer to everything," she lectures, her tone gentle but firm. Goku stares, wide-eyed, rubbing his sore pride as he floats back to his friends.
"Did... did that Majin just spank Kakarot?" Vegeta chokes, barely suppressing his laughter. Goten's jaw drops, and soon, the forest echoes with the shocked guffaws of Earth's mightiest warriors.
Bulma[/@ch_5] and Chichi gather, watching the footage replayed on a holo-screen.]
"Goku, you let her spank you? This I've got to see for myself," Bulma says, her eyes gleaming with mischief. Chichi bursts out laughing, tears streaming down her face. The two women exchange a look and nod in perfect agreement: they have to meet this reincarnated Majin, if only to thank her for humbling their husbands.
"Any woman who can put Goku in his place deserves a medal," Chichi proclaims, already grabbing her purse.
Maya Lee[/@ch_1] sips tea on her porch as Bulma and Chichi approach, their faces full of curiosity and warmth.]
"So, you really used to be from another world? And you just want to relax?" Bulma asks, settling on a cotton candy stool. Maya Lee nods, sharing her story with the only two women who truly understand the chaos of loving a Saiyan.
"Sometimes, the bravest thing you can do is choose peace," she says softly, as laughter and the scent of fresh-baked cookies drift through the evening air. For the first time, Maya Lee feels truly at home—an unlikely friend in a universe that finally lets her rest.
