"Why do I have the feeling that she knows us?" Asked Son Goten ...


"Maybe because..."


In the meantime I had recovered and was ready to open the door.


Well, actually I didn't want to, but I couldn't possibly leave her standing in front of the door (right?).


I forced a pained smile and opened the door again ...


"Uh ... huh..huh ... the wind is so strong today, had a lot of trouble to get the door open again. (But that with the wind was true, it was almost like a hurricane)"


Trunks smiled and Son Goten didn't seem to be put off.


"Well ... we just wanted to ask you if you have a Dragon Ball?"


I groaned and mumbled:


"Oh..man he's just as naive as his father ... everyone else but me would have slammed the door twice ..."


"What did you say?"


"Nothing ... I just ... uh ... thought about it ..."

"It kind of sounded like you said something about Goten's father ..."


"No, no ... it just seemed like that to you, everything is normal, I don't know Son Goku ..."


Damn.


Crap.


I bit my lip.


I've never been good at keeping my mouth shut and it paid off again ...


Now I couldn't get rid of them ...


"Uh ... bye then ...", I tried to close the door but Trunks put one foot in.


Then I could have pressed like that, nothing helped ...


"Come on in .." I said dejected ...


The two of them followed the request and examined our interior.


I tried not to get angry ... that would be even better ...


I could challenge them to a fight (Haha, if the situation hadn't been so serious I might have laughed ...)!


"Can I offer you anything?

Water, cola, milk, tea, coffee, lemonade, "


"WATER!" They said unanimously and Son Goten grinned sheepishly:


"Umm .. I haven't eaten anything in a while ... uh ... could you ... uh ...?"


I tried not to panic, but once sayajins had started to eat they wouldn't stop anytime soon ... but I just nodded, maybe that would distract them from the topic ;-) ...


"What do you want?


Noodles, oolong ... uh, I mean pork pan, Vegeta ... no! I mean vegetables of course..aähhh What do you want now? "


"Uh ... everything?"


I almost fell backwards trying not to pass out ...


"Tell me ... our refrigerator doesn't have the capacity for a Sayajin, so maybe half will be enough?"


"Ok. Sure ..."


And at that moment it was clear to me what I had said and I quickly disappeared into the kitchen and threw ... everything edible from the refrigerator into two pans ...

oh man, i felt so sick ...


I was standing in a heap of food in the kitchen and cooking ... for Goten and Trunks!


I could not believe it...


After trying to master something reasonably digestible in 15 minutes, I carried the whole crowd into the living room.


Son Goten pounced on the food and, strangely enough, Trunks had enough self-control to wait until I was out of the room before he did the same ...


After 30 minutes the two were full ... our fridge was now empty to the last crumbs and our cooler had a few poor onions ...


that was probably nothing with half, I thought bitterly.


At that moment I wondered how to explain this to my parents ...


yes I could say that I distributed the food to the needy, or that the martens invaded us ...


but the truth was unfortunately quite inappropriate in this case ...

"You mom, 2 Sayajins were visiting me and emptied our fridge, but that's not that bad, be glad you left the one onion ..."


Damn.


Crap.


They owed me something!


For this meal they had to take me into the DB world, far away from my parents ...


I didn't try to nibble nervously on my fingernails all the time ... a habit that I had never really introduced before.


Trunks and Son Goten noticed my nervousness and under a suspicious look I immediately withdrew my hands ...


like a toddler ashamed of his dirty hands ...


"So, back to the topic ...


1) How do you know what Son gotens Father is called?


2) How do you know Vegeta from?


3) Why do we have the feeling that you know us too?


and


4) Do you happen to know anything about Dragonballz? "


"That's a lot of questions?

Which one should I start with ... uh ... none ... ok..then you can go ... bye .... "


The two just looked a little confused but immediately resumed the conversation:


"So ... just start ..."


I took a deep breath and thought about starting the DB thesis ... but then ...


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