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Fanfic: Son-Goku und Vegeta auf Jobsuche - Part 2
Chapter: Son-Goku and Vegeta looking for a job - Part 2
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@ Videl: Yes, the other characters appear later.
Have fun with the 2nd part!
Son-Goku and Vegeta looking for a job - Part 2
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSS?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? Me and work ?! I'm a Saya-Jin prince and I don't work! Would be even nicer!" Vegeta thought he had misheard. Did this earth woman actually demand of him that he should work like a normal person! 'Pah ... she can do me ...! A prince and work tz ... '(Where he's right, he's right - Vegeta and work - that's like cats and dogs * gg *)
"O.K then it's your own fault! Before you look for a job, I won't fix your beloved size room for you!" Bulma had played her trump card and was now waiting eagerly for the reaction.
That sat! Vegeta was flabbergasted! (imagine a baffled Vegeta * lol * * kringliglach *)
Vegeta still looked perplexed. But immediately afterwards he had at least outwardly recovered. Without saying another word, he left the kitchen. That was like a slap in the face. He had completely forgotten about the Gr. Room. This earth woman wanted him to mingle with the commoners and do unworthy work for a prince! That was probably the height! Vegeta paused: Only now did he notice what he had just done. A perfectly normal person had threatened him and he hadn't even defended himself! Now the time had come that he let the rank and file dictate something! “I won't put up with that any longer!” He was exactly the same again and the familiar, angry expression returned to his eyes. Now he remembered why he had actually gone to Bulma. "I ... I..I'm gonna kill her !!!!I ... "" Hello father! "Vegeta was about to make his way back to the kitchen when he heard a familiar voice behind him: A good-humored Trunks had just returned from school." Oh .. You don't train at all ?! Did something happen? "He was slightly confused - he had expected to meet his father in the large room later. But instead of answering, Vegeta just glared at him." Tell your mother to repair the large room! AND IMMEDIATELY !!!! "He disappeared through the next door, but then he turned around again for a moment" And if she doesn't hurry I'll get really angry! "And he was gone. Trunks scratched his head. 'What's wrong with him? I mean, I know he's stubborn, arrogant and selfish - but he's acting a little weird today." He shrugged and went into the kitchen. "Hello mom! What's the matter with father? "" Oh nothing more, you know him! "" Yes, but ... "Bulma interrupted:" Is Bra not there yet?"" No, I was out earlier today, I'll pick you up later. - But now tell me what's wrong with Vegeta !? Did you argue? "" Oh ... "Bulma sat down and leaned her head on her hands." He only thinks about his training! I've been talking to him for months now, but he just doesn't want to listen to me! Today I told him he should make himself useful and look for a job. "She sighed deeply. Trunks had to sit down too." And how did he react? "He was no longer surprised. Now he also understood why his father was in such a strange mood." I threatened him that I would not fix the large room until he was looking for a job! “Ohwehh Trunks had a bad premonition.” You shouldn't have done that. Now father will be mad for weeks. We're lucky if he doesn't kill us. "(Well, I don't want to be in the same house with Vegeta if he's really mad)
"Well then I'll pick up Bra and then stop by Son-Goten.See you later then! "Trunks left Capsule Corp. And flew away.
Vegeta meanwhile let this go through her head. Bulma actually wanted to blackmail him!
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“Hey guys!” Son-Goten was also home from school and kissed his mother's cheek. "How was school today my darling?" Chichi put the food on the table. "As always." "Hmmmmmmm ... that smells good ..." Son-Goku sat down at the table and his stomach made itself felt again. “Hello Son-Goths!” Chichi now brought the rest of the cooked food out of the kitchen and also sat down.
"Trunks will come by afterwards to do some training." Son-Goten enjoyed the food (so I couldn't go on eating if I was sitting at the table with them * g *)
"But first you do your homework!" (Typically Chichi - school before everything else * g *) "But mom ... * munch * I can * gulp * that later ..." Goten went eternal accuracy is slowly getting on his nerves."Nothing there! First the homework is done! And learn ..." Chichi looked reproachful and wanted to add something when the door opened.
Trunks stood in front of it with his younger sister Bra. "Hello Chichi, hello Son-Goku! Hey Son-Goten, how are you?" "Hy Trunks! Hello Bra!" Son-Goten was visibly happy to see her. “Wait, I'll be finished soon.” He quickly devoured the last of his plate and was about to get up when Chichi looked at him demanding. “And the homework ?!” “I'll do it later,” Son-Goten replied quickly and was already out the front door with Bra and Trunks. "This boy is driving me crazy! Gohan has always learned a lot better!" "Leave him alone. He learns so much anyway and he will still do his homework!" Meanwhile, Son-Goten was sitting with his best friend and her sister in the grass outside the house. They talked about the school day and what else had happened.
They later did a little training fight and Bra watched.She had had a secret crush on Goten for a long time, but under no circumstances admitted it. And if you asked her about it, she adamantly denied it.
It was now 6 a.m. and the sun was slowly setting.
“I think we're slowly going on our way.” Trunks landed and looked at his sister carefully. "Bra ?!" "What? She jumped up. Sorry was in thought ..." "I said we should fly home slowly. Mama is otherwise worried and I have homework too." He rolled his eyes "Stupid school" "I'll see you tomorrow. And don't forget the English test!" Son-Goten was already on the way to the front door. Thanks for reminding me! See you tomorrow!
Will Vegeta respond to this threat? And what about Goku? How will he manage to find a job?
Whether it's a 3.Part there depends on you ...
KILIA