"Bulma, are you there?"


Gohan looked around the large semicircular building slowly and carefully. His gaze fell again on Vegeta, who was still standing motionless in the doorway. 'This girl reminds me of someone, but who? In response to his looks, Vegeta only glared at him threateningly with the well-known Saiya-jin look.


"Hello? Gohan, is that you?" Called Bulma from the kitchen. Immediately the teen had forgotten the woman who so vaguely appointed him to the Saiya-jin prince.


He went straight to Bulma and put a watch into her hand.


"My mother sent me"; he explained, "she asks if you could fix the clock again, because it's not ticking


more quite right. "


"It depends on what is broken. But I'll have a look at that right away!"


then she disappeared into one of the workrooms and did not come back for a long time.




In the meantime, Gohan went into the living room, in which Vegeta was still sitting.After a while he tried to start a conversation with him.


"Do we know each other?" He asked timidly.


"No, and I have absolutely no desire to meet you!" Vegeta turned away, growling, when suddenly Mrs. Briefs came snowing into the room.


"Look there, Gohan!" She exclaimed happily. "You brought your girlfriend with you, isn't that Videl?"


Videl looked at the floor, embarrassed. Did this woman really think she was Gohan's friend? But there was no way she could say this question out loud, because Mrs. Briefs had already fished out a tablecloth and began to set the table with gentle movements.


"Of course you stay to eat!"


"Great," Vegeta growled softly, "I have to remind Bulma that she reminds me that I will turn her mother's neck in case the nonsense bag gets even more pissed off today!" He secretly crept to her Door and wanted to leave the room when Bulam's father ran into him.

“Look, who do we have here?” He peeked past Vegeta into the parlor.


"Hey, Gohan, is that your new girlfriend? Well, Videl is here too! You rascal, are you going with two girls at the same time, or how can I understand that here?"


Vegeta had to control herself to keep Dr. Briefs don't jump in the throat.


Instead he just growled: "The good one can be really brilliant if he wants to, but it is definitely not normal! As if I would like this fledgling mutt named Gohan. Definite case of brain knotting."


In the meantime, Gohan had shaken the latter only once with a red head.


Dr. Briefs looked at Vegeta questioningly, but said to him: "I don't know who you are, but you can eat with me. We have enough supplies for 3 Saiya-jins, if you know who that is."


"If you are not mistaken!"; Vegeta grinned, returned to the hall and sat down at the table.

Half an hour later the table was completely empty and the letters looked at Vegeta with wide eyes.


"She feeds like a Saiya-jin!" Remarked Dr. Briefs casually. "Sltsam, weird. Uh ... where's Vegeta anyway?"


He had said the last sentence aloud. Vegeta sighed and began telling the story of Tarragon and the "Prince of All Princes" again.


In the middle of the story he was suddenly interrupted. Ding-dong. There was a bell at the door.


Mrs. Briefs jumped up. "It must be Yamcha!" She shouted.


“Yamcha?” Gohan and Vegeta looked at her inquiringly.


"Of course! Yamcha is solo right now. And if we ever have a free girl here, then I'll be allowed to invite him, right?" She looked at Vegeta, laughing.


Panic was written on his face. "That can't be true now! How did the old woman get me to pair me up with such a complete idiot?"



To be continued ... soon