More training

Cyril yawned.

Emily accepted this. "So, money?"

Makoto shook his head. "Ki cannon first."

"Fine. Show me your best volley of ki." Emily crossed her arms.

Or just show me"

"Or you can show me your best ki volley, dammit."

"Do you want te planet to be destroyed?"

"Aim at space." Emily rolled her eyes.

Makoto sighed and blasted out into space.

"Now do about five of those in quick succession."

Makoto did it.

"That was pathetic for a man of your caliber, do it again."

Makoto looked at her. "You do realize I never promised I wouldn't kill you right?" He then fired again

"I have a callous disregard for my own life, so that's okay. Do it once more and give me some POWER!"

Makoto pointed at a planet in the distance and blew it up.

"Asshole. Go fix that planet." Emily demanded.

Makoto didn't do that. "Your giving me the orders. It's your responsibility."

"Don't be stupid, I didn't tell you to blow up that planet, I told you to shoot at space. You shot at an entire planet. You go fix your mistake, Makoto."

"The planet was in space."

"I told you to aim at space. Did you shoot at space? No. Don't get technical on me and say that you went through space so you technically shot at it, no. The ultimate destination was that planet. You shot that planet. You did not obey my orders, but you're about to now." Emily said firmly. "Fix. The planet."

"Ehhhh...no"

"No ki cannon then." decided Emily, who was having none of the traditional Saiyan crap.

Cyril clapped in the background.

Makoto shrugged. "Then no money or techs."

"You've already taught me Machine Gun Punch." Emily said, "And money is of no consequence to me."