“She's a Super Saiyan,” Son-Goten muttered, stunned. And he was right. Pevels hair was blond and gathered in a ponytail, the end of which stuck out in all directions. Her eyes were no longer black, but light blue. “I'm what?” She asked in total disbelief. “You're a super sayajin,” Piccolo said now. "Well Vegeta. Isn't that enough proof that she is a Sayajin?" Asked Son-Goku. "Hmpf. Okay, but we will repeat the fight at some point. First I'll flatten Kakarott, then it's your turn." Vegeta turned to Pevel. "I mean," she replied. now that she was relaxed, her hair smoothed and turned black again, as did her eyes. Exhausted, Pevel left the gravity room with Trunks and Goten. Brooks followed them. At a nod from him, Trunks and Goths left Pevel alone. “My father says,” Brooks began, “If you exercise regularly, you can become stronger than Vegeta.” “Really? Does Piccolo mean that?"Pevel asked happily." Yes. "Brooks thought for a moment," Do we want to go a little further into the woods? "" Eh, all right. "Pevel answered him uncertainly. Together they went into the forest. Brooks put his arm around Pevels shoulders, stopped and held her. Pevel looked expectantly into his face. Brooks looked deeply into her eyes, then he said softly in his deep voice. "I like you very much. "Pevel was still looking into his face, but now she started to smile. She nestled gently against his strong chest. Brooks held her tighter and hugged her. Slowly their faces came closer. Pevel now wrapped hers around his neck Armen and Brooks held her by the waist, their lips touched lightly, he loved her, really.




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PS: Does anyone want to start a pen friendship with me? Besides DBZ, I also like FF8. Age: 13+, I'm 14. My address:


Tatjana Mahler

In the castle garden 8


67229 Laumersheim


I try to answer every letter, so it would be nice if you could send me a stamp (doesn't have to be, but it would be nice ...)




Ciaco!