Chapter: Bulma - slave or queen? [9]

Hello everyone <br />
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You're so damn lucky, you know that? * is not conceited at all * <br />
Well, huh, we were on vacation, right, and I actually wanted to take full advantage of that for the FF. The whole thing then went as follows: <br />
Monday, 1st week: 3 pages FF <br />
Tuesday: I had an accident with the city scooter, injured my arm so that writing became impossible <br />
Saturday: Arm ok again, writer's block <br />
Tuesday: Writer's block, half-page written, then broken all day <br />
Thursday: Still suffering from the aftermath, i. H. I have blood in my eye from breaking .... <br />
Saturday: Divine inspiration, chapter finished, Gatchan doesn't really like it, so that rests on her block for now <br />
Monday: I got another inspiration in the math lesson and continued writing <br />
Monday noon: copy the chapter halfway <br />
Tuesday: broken again <br />
Friday: finally finished writing after school!<br />
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So now you know how my vacation works ... ARGH !!! I would have gone to school for two weeks for that! <br />
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But nu, DEDICATIONS !!!! <br />
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@Anaconda: I prefer to take time for my chapters, if that goes too fast, I usually don't follow the concept anymore ... Yes, I really do that * nod affirmatively * <br />
@Gwen 17: Well that's marketing strategy ... <br />
@ Bardock Saiyan: Thanks for the compliment! I know the feeling when you read an FF and then stop in the middle and you have to wait! ARGH, I finally want to read on Body, Mind, Heart and Soul !!!! <br />
@DocSon: I get a picking! From the goddess of the commissary! * hug * <br />
@ Vampire-Alaine: The FF is awesome? I hope you don't expect that from me ... * g * <br />
@princessnichan: * no plan water should be written * THANK YOU !!! * really happy * <br />
@ VegetaW17: Fast is not really my cup of tea (see above) ... <br />
@Katara: Oh what, half as wild!* Glad that you wrote a comi this time * <br />
@ Gina86: Don't miss you? * howl * * huddles up to Gina * You can't do that to me! * knows that you are neglecting the comic letter at the moment * <br />
@Yvoloona: Well, there will soon be a very nasty section with B / V, believe me ... * makes an ambiguous note * <br />
@JayJay: Since you animate me so nicely .... NOW !!! <br />
@SweetAnimegirl: * scratched away from the ground * <- ROFL ROFL !!! The picking was awesome! <br />
@ Esta-chan: * withBrolly and the big hammer EstasWG comes * Toma! * yells * Come with me, otherwise I'll get Celipa! * g * <br />
@Miko_SSJ: see Vampire-Alaine * g * <br />
@Evil_N: So slowly I get the feeling that I'm putting in all the slapstick for two certain Tinas! And as far as Bardock is concerned (How do you come up with Cookie Monster ???): he also gets a very special role as a Bardock Special! You know, the scene with the cloth ... * spoiled * <br />
@ kami-sama: What should I say to the picking agent? You idiot, stop poking me like that!After all, we live under the same roof, you can ask me directly! <br />
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Chapter 9: The Tide Turns <br />
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"So you seven. Now we want to dress you properly first!" Freezer's high voice echoed tinny in the great hall, and you could tell that the Emperor did not allow any resistance. Only in Bulma was there a flash of inspiration. "Uh, wait a minute" Freezer's face, which had been almost friendly, froze on the spot, all the soldiers present held their breath as if time had stopped. "What are you saying?" He hissed. Bulma pointed with her thumb behind her, at the ship they had come here on. "There are two others in there, only they are already dying due to injury." Freezer's facial features relaxed again. So that's what she meant. "What are you waiting for?" He said, this time facing the lower-ranking soldiers. "Get them into the meditank!And Zarbon, you will see to it that they are instructed in everything! In everything without exception! "" Very well, Master Freezer "Zarbon's deep voice made it clear how often he must have said this sentence. One would not expect such a handsome man in Freezer's troops at all. Zarbon attached great importance to his appearance, which was easy to see In contrast to the other fighters, his green hair was long and braided in a braid, his combat suit was immaculately clean, he wore earrings and his light turquoise skin did not show a single scar. If he had not expressed his affirmation with so much devotion, one would have mistake him for an actor. <br />
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“Would you follow me then, please?” Zarbon had noticed very well that these newcomers could kill him with a few well-aimed blows. At least when he was in that shape. In this way, however, he respected the hierarchy, which had only changed a few moments ago.He showed the group the way out of the hall and led them to the supply stores. <br />
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"And how long do the two of them need in the meditank?" "At least 2 hours, sir. The older one will certainly need longer. The wounds are deep." "Aha" 2 hours. 2 hours in which Dodoria would have nothing to do. Freezer had sent him here in case the two Saiyajins, who did not yet know their fate, woke up earlier and were in trouble. Zarbon would show up with the others sooner or later, after all, they should be familiar with a standard ship like the countless Freezers in the fleet. And the sick department was one of them. <br />
Dodoria took his unemployment calmly, if not happily. He would sit down while the two doctors and the occasional passer-by had to go about their work, worried and under observation. It was at such moments that Dodoria took full advantage of his status as Freezer's right-hand man.<br />
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“Here we are, the camps!” The term “camp” applied perfectly to this huge hall built into a spaceship. It was a lot bigger than that of the Saiyajin ship, but much better equipped and, above all, neat. The people who train here, Bulma had never seen anything close to humanoid, seemed to have more intelligence than the people under King Vegeta. <br />
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Zarbon pulled open a large, closet-like door, revealing countless different tanks. The next door revealed boots and gloves, the actual suits could be found one closet further. He stopped in front of the last of the four doors, each of which formed a wall. "If any of you need custom-made products," he looked at Kuririn and Chao-with a barely noticeable grin, "there's a compartment in here. So choose beforehand which colors and shapes you want. And now you look for your stuff , meanwhile I'm waiting outside."As soon as the door was locked behind Zarbon, you could hear a decidedly high-pitched" Yes, Mama! "From Yamcha, which caused a hearty laugh. <br />
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After an hour everyone had found a battle suit that fit accordingly. Only the fact that only Tenshinhan and Chao-zu could fly to the higher parts of the shelf prolonged the whole procedure. In the end, however, everyone was standing ready to march in front of the door. Bulma in a turquoise-green suit and a black armor with red stripes, Chichi in a purple suit, and black armor with orange-brown stripes and lunch in an azure blue suit and also with black armor, only with lilac-colored stripes. All three wore white boots and gloves. It was almost a matter of course that they had picked out female models, that is, their suit covered the most necessary parts, arms and legs were free, and the armor only had a shoulder strap on one side. The whole presentation served only one purpose: the male fighters, but above all the enemies, should be turned the head.<br />
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Her male companions, on the other hand, had bought standard clothing: body suits, white tanks with orange-brown stripes, and white gloves and boots. Kuririn's and Yamchu's suits were dark blue, while Chao-zu and Tenshinhans were black, which didn't really make much difference given the rather sparse lighting of this ship. <br />
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Zarbon seemed to have been waiting for his new boss, whether he was annoyed or not you couldn't tell. In any case, he led her to the infirmary faster than usual. <br />
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They arrived not a moment too late because Piccolo, who had recovered faster than expected, had broken out of his meditank. The doctor had already received an AI beam and Dodoria tried to avoid the attacks that were coming ever faster. Piccolo had obviously found devilish fun, only for his companions, to be precise, chasing Dodoria across the room.He made sure that Dodoria didn't run into the second meditank. The former devil wasn't stupid, after all; he had noticed very well that this bluish liquid was healing, and who knew if Piccolo and the former god weren't still in such an inseparable way connected. <br />
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"Piccolo, you pervert! Put some clothes on!" The person addressed looked around, but couldn't see much through the smoke he had just produced. But the auras around him were known to him. You couldn't forget this troop of chaos. Piccolo grinned as the smoke cleared as Dodoria panicked and tried to hide. “Now finally get dressed!” Piccolo frowned. Why the hell did the three women blush and turn away? Why was Kuririn grinning, clapping her hand on her forehead, and shaking her head? And why was everyone else standing around with dubious expressions on their faces?The former devil looked down at himself. What should be so bad about him? <br />
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A scream, almost forbidden loud, could be heard through the whole ship. Fortunately, Tenshinhan and Yamcha had cleared up the matter quickly, whereby Piccolo calmed down again, but was by no means enthusiastic. Zarbon and Dodoria had sent them away as a precaution, after all nobody on this ship had to know about the Dragon Balls. At first Piccolo and Kami, who had meanwhile also got out of the meditank, were not particularly enthusiastic about the fact that they had to "work" for Freezer, but since they had no