Dante's Abyss Spectators

[Broly]

Broly lounged back further in his seat and waved off his younger teammate. 

“No need.” The Sayian said with a laugh just as his wife materialized in front of him holding two cold cans of Pabst Omni-Ribbon. 

Handing her husband his beer Emilia reached into her pocket and removed two beans. Reaching over to Amber, the faunus cupped her hand and the blonde Saiyan dropped one into her outstretched grasp.

“Eat it. You’ll feel much better.” The blond woman said, knowing exactly what they were, as she hand fed her husband his before taking a seat next to him.

Crunching the bean down Broly immediately felt his wounds closing and his stamina being restored. Cracking the beer open he took a long swig of the cold liquid before leaning his head back and closing his eyes.

“She may have fought just fine," motioning to Amber, "but you fought like shit Glendale.” Emilia said with a smirk, taking a sip from her beer as Broly opened one eye to glare at her.

“I kicked your ass several times back on Vejita.” He rebutted.

His wife cackled at the remark, wrapping an arm around her muscular husband. Amber had taken a seat next to the married duo.

“He fights like shit now but lemme tell you. Back during the war he’d be taking on fifteen to twenty fighters at once with no problem. I once saw him use one of our busted-up tanks as a club.” Mrs. Glendale laughed while telling her story, taking sips of her Pabst Omni-Ribbon beer as she went along regaling the younger woman with stories of their youth.

Broly just cracked a smile and took another long drink. 

"My wife ladies and gentleman."