Plan G will probably be a little shorter as I don't have much time today. Thanks for the many comments. If this continues I have to open a Bulma-san fan club * with a big smile * So. Now I should get back to the bottom of the facts and write my ff. * like wild on the keyboard drum tip *




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The day had been warm, but it had cooled. Bulma snuggled under the covers like a puppy. She shivered a little. However, she was now clearly too lazy to get up and get an extra blanket. At the moment she preferred to lie there and let her thoughts go. She thought of Namek, how she had sat in the ravine for ages and hoped that neither Frieza nor Vegeta would discover her. And now the one she had been so afraid of lay in a soft bed in her house.If someone had told her there on Namek that she would soon do anything to get Vegeta to fall in love with her, she would probably have responded with a slap in the face. She smiled. The strange ways of fate .... Bulma snuggled into the blanket even more and her thoughts continued to circulate. None of their plans had worked. On the contrary. Everything ended in embarrassing experiences. 'I've never made a fool of myself so often' she thought to herself with a sigh. 'There must be something that works ........... hmmm .................... Maybe ......... .... yes ... maybe I should just surprise him in his sleep. Just a little kiss. He can't do more than throw me out of the room. And if ... I just pretend I'm sleepwalking. 'Bulma's big eyes started to shine. She got up and threw on her satin dressing gown. She wasn't wearing much, just a short, rose-colored silk night dress with spaghetti straps.Before she quietly left the room, she quickly straightened her hair, then crept through the corridors of Capsule C. It was pitch dark. The sky was closed and clouds completely obscured the moon and stars. Since the C.C. (I'll abbreviate that now, ok !?) It was a little out of town, there were no street lamps here, and the lights of the city could not provide any light either because it was on the other side of the building. Bulma crept quietly and carefully from door to door, dragging her hand along the wall to count the doors. '5 ... 6 ..... 7.. here it is' she thought. She opened the door very carefully. She could hardly see anything. The big bed was half black. Her eyes tried to penetrate the darkness and after a few seconds she could see the shadowy outline of a figure on the bed, but the face was in shadow. Reluctantly, Bulma stepped up to the bed. Her fingers stroked the thin bedspread and felt the muscular body that was underneath.Finally she ran gently through the black mane that lay on the pillow. Then she closed her eyes and slowly leaned forward. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING ??" screeched an extremely annoying voice all of a sudden. Bulma jumped up and bounced back. She opened her eyes wide and saw Chi-Chi who had squeezed between the bed and Bulma. After she had overcome her first shock, Bulma put her finger on her lips: "Sssh! You wake him up! And may I ask what the heck YOU are doing in here?" Chi-Chi gasped indignantly: "Where do you think because I sleep, huh !? "Bulma no longer understood the world:" But ..... but Chi-Chi ..... you .... and ... he? Poor Goku "Chi-Chi became now really angry: "Tell me, are you crazy? Who do you think who you are ... to talk to me like that !?" Also Bulma's adrenaline level rose: "No. The question is who you think who you are! You know exactly what I feel for him.And then you're cheating on Goku too! What are you thinking about going to bed with Vegeta? "Chi-Chi screeched," WAA--? Vegeta? Are you totally crazy now? This is Goku damn it! "With that she tore the covers off the bed and a Goku, who was still sleeping despite the noise, came to light. And once again Bulma lived through the transformation into a super tomato. Her cheeks glowed with embarrassment. Chi-Chi, however, was still angry." Just leave yours Hands off my husband! "Her screeching woke the others up. Krillin, 18-18 years old, Muten-Roshi and Vegeta peeked through the door to find out what was going on. Bulma, however, had already appeased Chi-Chi by apologizing several times always apologizing, headed back towards the door and bounced into Vegeta. Startled, she turned and stared at him, but he only looked at her briefly, then turned back to his room, mumbling something to himself.Bulma understood, but had no idea what it meant: "I hate pink". At the moment she didn't really care. She just wanted to go into her room to pull the covers over her head. How embarrassing. In her own house she had mixed up the doors. How can you be so stupid. Her whole face burned with embarrassment.


After a few seconds of loud banging of the door, the hallways of the C.C.


Bulma lay in her bed with the covers pulled over her head and thought about what had just happened. She remembered Vegeta's words, but couldn't quite understand their meaning - until suddenly her gaze fell on her own nightgown. It was pink! Vegeta noticed what she was wearing! Bulma sat up firmly in bed, her eyes shining. `I have to tell Chi-Chi and C18 that tomorrow! she thought to herself. A few minutes later she fell asleep again and had a wonderful dream in which there was sunshine, flowers, birds chirping and lots of Vegeta.

Chi-Chi had relaxed again in the meantime. In fact, she regretted being a little rude. Bulma had looked so surprised. It was all somehow a misunderstanding. She decided to make up for her rudeness by coming up with a perfect plan to finally bring Bulma to her happiness.




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sooooodalli. That was plan G. (I'm curious how many plans still follow)




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