The kids, Bosa and Ushichi, had been working all morning for the kind Farmer and his wife. The Farmer was nothing short of impressed by their speed, stamina, and basically everything else.
"So small, yet so skilled. Their parents must be good people."
"Is that so, the two of them earned their lunch then didn't they." The Farmer's wife called outside. "Lunch is ready kids, come and get some, you've earned it." … "Wow, that was fast. You must have been hungry."
Ushichi's stomach growled with a similar intensity to her father's. "My papa always taught us to eat well, train well, and rest well." She said, rubbing her rumbling tummy with a slightly flushed look on her cheeks, and a smile once she saw the food.
Bosa chuckled in a way much like Goku. "Come on Ushichi, we have to wash our hands first-" Bosa noticed his favorite food on the table, a farm fresh egg omelet with tons of fresh vegetables and tons of fresh meat.
"Our neighbor's came to us this morning offering some meat in exchange for some other ingredients."
Bosa and Ushichi, hearing meat was really all they needed to finish washing their hands and sit down at the table. The four people sat and enjoyed the meal, Bosa with a lot of gusto, but nothing compared to Ushichi.
"Oh my, you two must have been hungry. I hope I made enough."
Bosa, finishing his first plate and getting a second helping, smiled. "It's enough. Well, my little brother and sister eat more than I do. I try my best to keep up with them. But I always struggle after the third helping."
"Oh my, it must take a small fortune to feed them."
"Well, my mommy is super rich so getting food isn't a problem. Even so, I prefer the quality of food. And there's nothing fresher than food on a farm. It's delicious!"
Ushichi, now on her fourth helping, nodded and started mumbling through the bites. "It's gud, miss, hank u. hehe"
"You must have been hungry there dear. My goodness."
It was a nice meal, with the farmer talking about the things he saw the two kids do, and his wife just listening as the kids chowed down. Each of them were about to go for the last omelet but Bosa let Ushichi get it, reluctantly of course… His stomach said it was enough.
"If you like, young Bosa, I can whip up another helping."
Bosa shook his head. "Thank you, but my tummy said it's time to stop. I wish I had my sister's unyielding stomach, it was tasty." He smiled.
The farmer, Bosa, and Ushichi got up and went back to working on the farm. A few hours later it was almost time to start packing it up for the day. The sun would only be out for so long, and it took time to get everything properly prepared. And then… A streak across the sky, and a rumbling crash would upend the day's plans.
"What was that? A meteor?"
"I don't know, let's go check it out."
The farmer was curious as well. And so, the kids rode the truck out to the crash site…
"Hey big brother, that doesn't look like a rock. Is it one of those space thingys, Mama Bulma keeps talking about?"
"I'm not sure? It could be, but it also could be just weird… Nevermind, it's definitely a spacecraft."
The door to the round object opened and a huge muscular man stepped out. "So this is E-arth… Hmm, such a terribly mundane place. Even the gravity here is weak. Alright where are you, Kakarot?"
The man pressed a button on the side of his head. He looked down almost immediately to see two powers that interested him. And that's when he noticed the tail, peaking his interest even further. "You saiyan girl, where is your father?"
The Farmer shot his gun, thinking, or rather not thinking. "Ahh, Alien!"
The man caught the bullet. "Bad Human. Now say you're sorry." Then flicked it back.
Bosa, acting just fast enough, was able to get the farmer out of the way in time. "Hey! That's not very nice!"
The man shouted, getting a bit angry from being ignored. "Of course not, I'm evil. Now ANSWER ME! Where is your father, little girl, where is Kakarot!"
"I don't know anyone named Saiyan! Or Kakarot!"
"What? What happened here? That can't be right. You have a tail, your father must be Kakarot."
"SHUT UP! KAKAWHATEVER ISN'T MY PAPA! MY PAPA IS GOKU!!!!"
The one person who was supposed to be watching the kids, was paralyzed with fear. "This is an overwhelming force… How do I even by time against someone like this? Those two kids would do a better job… If Goku… No, even if it was Krillin the situation would be different."
"Well, I don't have time for this." The man blitzed the two kids and knocked them out cold. "You can stay inside the pod for now…"
"Raditz, make sure that the female comes to no harm. She's going to be instrumental in the rebuilding of our race."
"Understood."
Once the man threw the kids into his pod, and closed it. He was about to fly off when another man appeared, clearly making an effort to stop him.
"Give those kids back right now!"
"Oh ho! You're challenging me? With only that puny power level." The man sneered. "I am Raditz, a powerful Saiyan warrior, you are nothing to me!"
"Powerful? Really? Maybe I should sort that delusion of yours out a bit."
"Maybe it's because the guys he's seen so far are just that weak, Vegeta?"
"Probably, I guess he is the 3rd strongest Saiyan."
"Hahaha, good one Vegeta."
"Yes Nappa, I know."
"I don't care who you are, I'm getting those kids back!"
"Oh? Some fire in those eyes. Very well, I guess I can play with you for a little bit."
Meanwhile, in the Saiyan pod, Bosa woke up nearing vomiting from a terrible rank stench in the pod. Fortunately, he was smart and used a ki technique he developed to cleanse the smell before it went into his nose. "Sadly the burning feeling in my eyes can't be fixed like this…"
Ushichi woke up to the sound of Bosa's voice. "Ew, does this guy ever wash himself? It smells worse than the dirty laundry after papa's serious training day."
"I'm working on getting the door open. But he'll realize the moment I do…"
"I'll hit him with my Kamehameha, my super one! He could use a good bath after all."