Chapter: The new student and her secret (1)

So dear people: o)
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This is my first FF ... Please don't expect too much: o) But whether praise, suggestions or criticism, every comment is okay with me; o)
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It is "a little" short: o (
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But I hope you don't mind * ss *
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* cough * By the way: Trunks is already 17 in the FF and Son-Goten is of course 16 * g * (Son-Goten may only appear in the second part; o)
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Well: Have fun reading: o)
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The sun shone on his face and the gentle wind that blew through the open window caressed his hair.
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Trunks opened his eyes very slowly. He yawned loudly, turned on the other side and was just about to fall asleep when he heard his father calling out: "TRUNKS!" Get your bum down, there's breakfast! ".
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A few minutes later he finally decided to join his family at the breakfast table.<br />
His eyes opened a little again and the blurry image of the alarm clock slowly formed.
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,,WHAT? Half past seven? Damn I'm late for school! ". Trunks dangled out of bed and got dressed quickly." Will it be up there soon ?! " came the voice of Vegeta again. "Yes, yes, I'm coming!" Trunks replied quickly and hurried down the stairs to the kitchen.
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"Iiiihhhh, how do you look?" Vegeta asked while he looked at Trunks. "Me? Why?". “Well look at you! ".
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Trunks looked confused at Vegeta and then began to look down at himself.
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Bulma, who was just chewing her bun, also looked at Trunks. She found it difficult to suppress an ever-increasing fit of laughter. Her problems with suppressing the laughing fit almost led her to choke on her buns.
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"Either you are sick or you have a confused taste, son?" Vegeta said while he didn’t take his eyes off the pink and frilled blouse.<br />
A huge drop of sweat formed on Trunk's face. He was so embarrassed about the situation that he could hardly utter a note.
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Now it came over Bulma: She laughed out loud. The remaining - already chewed - pieces of bread ran towards Vegeta's face.
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Now a grin made itself felt on Trunks' face.
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Disgusted Vegeta wiped the broth off his face. "Is that how you treat a Saiyajin prince?" He hissed at Bulma with a contemptuous look.
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Bulma shook her head convulsively while she was still cackling wildly and almost from the chair a lot.
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Vegeta didn't feel like an argument this morning (for once * g *) and turned towards the door.
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"Where are you going, father?" Trunks asked and looked after Vegeta.
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Vegeta growled and walked towards the gravity room.
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"I should have really thought" Trunks thought and turned back to Bulma.
<br />,, * gulp * ... * giggle * ... My machine did a great job! "grinned Bulma furtively.
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"What do you mean by that?" He asked and looked at Bulma questioningly.
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“Yesterday I made an ingenious invention. She can bring clothes and similar things to a certain place. Depending on the destination you enter. "." So, what does that have to do with my unwanted new outfit ?! ". “Well, I wanted to test the good CX63, so I gave her my blouse and entered your closet as the destination. Maybe I forgot to pick up my pink blouse "said Bulma, who couldn't help but grin.
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"You got it clean!" Trunks grumbled, slightly offended.
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After a few minutes of silence (except for Bulma's giggles of course + g +) Bulma spoke up again:
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"Tell me, don't you have to go to school slowly, honey?" Asked Bulma while she pointed to the clock.
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Trunks looked at the clock and ran up quickly."What a bummer, I'm late. I have to change quickly !! "he explained quickly before he disappeared into his room.
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Annotation:
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I know, I know ... Not very well done, but currently I'm at the lowest point with my imagination * g * It's also my first FF; o) No master falls from the sky * g *
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I hope for lots of advice and comments. Regardless of whether it is criticism or praise. Both are right to me * g *
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To be continued soon: o) (But I also have to learn a lot, so please don't be angry if it may take a little longer * dear look * ss *)
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