Bulla yelped when he caught her ankle, well aware that the moment he had a firm grip that she was in for some retribution, Saiyan-style. Unfortunately for her, Saiyan restraint was vastly different than human restraint and she went flying into the wall. Unlike her father's finely honed reflexes that allowed him to stop in mid-air, Bulla only managed to use enough ki to cushion the slam against the wall.

Dazed, she slid gracelessly down the wall and landed on her butt. She rubbed her nose, then made herself shakily get back up again.

"Wow, you really didn't like getting thrown, Dad. Ow."