6. Destroy, sweep, suck




"You shouldn't have yelled at the poor man like that! When we left, he was completely nervous!" said Son Goku reproachfully, while he tried to stow the flower pot he had just bought somewhere in his bags and pockets.


Vegeta frowned, but was silent and looked badly at the bouquet of red roses in his hand. He was probably just wondering if he could take the risk of simply walking around with such a dangerous object ...


"He insulted me! You don't care, Kakarotto, but as a proud Sayajin prince I couldn't let this shame sit on me!" Vegeta said angrily and looked with an angry face in the direction of the flower shop.


"All he said was that you were more of the lily type and that you'd better give Bulma lilies instead of roses!"


Vegeta looked at him so angrily that Son Goku quickly broached another subject.If the day went on like this, it would probably end with either Vegeta razing the whole city or keeping Vegeta from doing it and they both dying in battle, both of which are not particularly nice alternatives when you consider the food in the afterlife. ..


"What's next on our agenda?" asked Son Goku instead. Vegeta pressed his lips together so tightly that only two bloodless lines remained, and he made a face as if he had a toothache.


"We have to pick up those stupid costumes!" he pressed out. Son Goku's previously relatively happy face became long.


"Oh yeah right, we should ..." He never got to finish his sentence because at that moment something is rushing past them at a fairly high speed. For a brief moment he could see a long metal arm out of the corner of his eye, then the thing was gone around the next bend.

"What was that?" he said, surprised.


Vegeta, who had apparently reacted faster and had a look at the thing, frowned.


"It looked like a robot! Even if it was a very strange machine ..."


"Do you think we should take a closer look at this thing?" asked Son Goku. He secretly hoped to postpone the dreadful thing about the costumes a little longer. Vegeta seemed to sense his intention and refused to agree. Anything was better than these costumes! Even chasing after a tin can with Kakarotto ...


They didn't have to walk very far to hit the machine again. This time it was clearly visible, even if Son Goku didn't quite understand what the robot was doing at first. First he started rioting and smashing everything that came his way, reminding him a bit of Vegeta on his best "I-destroy-the-world" days and then he started the mess he had created with put away the built-in broom and shovel ...

Apparently this thing was a kind of incarnated vacuum cleaner with full damage ...


At that moment, the crazy machine was racing with its turbo to create even more chaos and confusion.


"What madman had come up with that again!" Said Son Goku, shaking his head.


Vegeta looked at him: "It's mine! I saw him first!" he demanded. "Finally a chance to vent!"


Son Goku shrugged:


"If it makes you happy!"


He had to hurry to keep up with the suddenly very good-humored Vegeta. Soon they caught up with the machine in a small alley with only a few garbage cans.


Vegeta rushed towards the machine to give it a first blow.


"Stop! No!" Son Goku suddenly heard a familiar voice behind him. Confused, he turned to the voice. Behind him, Trunks and Son Goten stormed into the alley.

"Stop, no! That's our robot!" shouted Trunks excitedly.


Confused, Son Goku looked at Vegeta, who had stopped in the middle of his attack and didn't really understand what it was all about ...




"We were very lucky that only you got us!" Trunks said and looked relieved at the robot, which had been switched off again.


Son Goten nodded happily. "If our mothers had caught us ..." He shuddered at the idea.


Vegeta's blood pressure shot up again.


"What do you mean! I'm much more terrible than Bulma! Maybe that applies to Kakarotto, but definitely not to me!"


Trunks raised an arm soothingly.


"Of course! You are the most terrible of them all!"


Vegeta grunted satisfied and looked at the robot.


"The best thing to do is bring it back right away, before your mothers get wind of it!"


Behind his back the two boys exchanged significant looks.

"Yeah, sure! Sir!"


When the two were finally gone, the clock began to strike. It rang exactly seven times.


"What else did we really want?" said Son Goku with a sigh.


Vegeta started. "Damn it! The costumes!" .......




"Sequel follows"




So that's it again and please write a lot of comments (just as usual)! PS: I'll write the next FF on Tuesday so see you soon!




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