Summer days on Planet Vegeta were blazing, but it was still Cress Oritat's favorite time of year. The smell of the of the chipped sidewalks boiling in the heat, the sun beaming against his dirty face, the subtle sound of sizzling with every step he took on the streets. This was the perfect weather for every Saiyan growing up in the Slums, unlike the rich folks from in town who spend these perfect days indoors with a conditioner. Cress never did like rich folks for that, letting life fly past them as they live in comfort. But at the same time, he envied them for never having to go through the problems he goes through on the daily.
He stepped out of his little chantey his parents could barely afford and stretched his arms out happily as the heat of the sun hugged him. A wide grin grew on his face, stretching from ear to ear as he looked around. Korra shuffled out of his house around the same time, he scuffed at his crotch and took a sniff before twisting his face in disgust. As always though, he shrugged it off and looked over to notice Cress who seemed to catch his eyes at the same time. He half smiled, waved, then held up his fingers telling me to wait. He ran inside of his house and rushed back out with his twin sister, Kori who seemed to still be half asleep.
"Let go of me!" She whinned and before he could force her over to Cress, she hit him with a haymaker. Cress could've swore he saw some skin from Korra's jaw besmirched on her fist, but he was already used to his sister's violent attitude. She walked over to him, arms crossed, messy hair spiked up onto one side. This was one Tomboy that nobody messed with, except for Cress. She had a soft spot for him, or at least she was less violent towards him.
"I don't know how many times I gotta tell him not to grab me," Kori mumbled as she shambled over towards Cress, her dirt stained face and scratched up arms gave her a tough look. But that was the basic look for all Saiyan's that lived around here. She was wearing a crop top, made out of what Cress guessed was a saber tooth and really short shorts, which was her usual apparel. He smiled when he couldn't smell the musk off of her.
"Your parent's were actually able to get you a shower?" He asked, almost jealous.
"Yeah, but my idiot brother decided not to take one."
Almost as if on cue he rushed over and jumped on his sister's back, "Why take a shower when you're from this rathole!" He joked and laughed as she tried shaking him off, "Plus, I like the smell of the saiyan 'animonotonimy'. Yeah, I learned that word in school!"
She took a hold of his arm and launched him at a pile of rust, "Get off of me idiot!"
Korra exploded with laughter and Cress shook his head at the two, "Calm down Kori, let's go pick up Ginge," He told her as he started walking ahead. After a little bit of clamor between the two they were right behind him walking up a hill and past two blocks towards Ginge's house.