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Fanfic: In einer neuen Welt (11)

Chapter: In a new world (11)

Hi!


And with my FF it goes on. Please write Come on, the more you write, the faster it goes on!




Goku read aloud:




Please follow the instructions exactly. You are not allowed to talk or stand up. Don't say anything, even after you've finished. "




After Goku had read that he read on quietly, just to himself, it was not allowed to talk!


The note also said:




1. Read all of the instructions before doing anything.


2. Proceed carefully and carefully.


3. Put your name in the upper right corner of this sheet.




With a frown, Goku did what Goku asked of him.




4. Draw a circle around the word Name in Sentence 3.


5. Put an X in the lower left corner.


6. Draw a triangle around the X.




And so it went on and on until Goku got to task 25. There was:



25. Now that you've read everything, just follow instruction number 3.




Goku grabbed his head and was about to remove everything else he had written on the piece of paper, which he failed and then he heard Pilaf's laugh. "Ha Ha ha. I should have guessed that when you entered the room! Come on, bring the dragon ball!" Goku stepped out of the room, the note in hand. "Lost!" He said carefully and Goten jumped at his throat. "It doesn't exist! If only I had done it!" He shouted. "How did you fail?", Videl asked and looked at the piece of paper that Goku put into her hand. "Huh? That's all right!", Videl said as she stared at the piece of paper. "No, it's not. He should first read everything without doing anything. And then the last number says that he should just write his name in the top right corner. Well, that's it with the Dragon Ball." With these words Dali reached into her pocket and took out a dragon ball, which still disappeared on the palm of her hand."What was that?" Asked Goten. "That was the deal! Don't worry, we still have three exams. We'll win all Dragonballs back.", Goku said reassuringly. "What if he only has one left and we have six or the other way around, I mean a draw?" Asked Dali, but no one had any advice on that. "Thanks for the Dragon Ball! Now you have to fight a fight, each of you have to fight. Everyone has to get a turn!", Said Pilaf and laughed again as scornfully as he always used to do. "What? I should fight? That's totally unfair!" Shouted Dali, who was very scared of the fight. She couldn't fight, she had done karate at her home, in the real world, for a year, but those were just basic rules and a few easy throws, that would never help her. "Don't worry, believe in yourself, then you can do it too!", Goku said and put his hand on her shoulder. Dali thought of her father. Homesickness came over her again.She thought of how she once faced a very difficult trial. Her father had also told her to believe in herself and then she would make it. So Dali closed her eyes, took a deep breath and let it out again before following the others.


The bee led them into a huge battle arena. A screen with Pilaf's big grin hung in the center. "I'll put his grin on him right away!" Grumbled Goten, clenching his fists. "Quiet, my son. We'll manage it. Dali, you go first, then you're over and think about what I told you!", Goku said in his reassuring manner. Dali nodded and went down first on the battlefield while the others sat down on three of the thousand seats around the huge arena. Pilaf grinned and shouted: "Brodona! It's your turn first! Oh yes, to the rules, whoever gives up, dies or leaves the ring has lost!"


A huge safe came towards Dali. But she didn't want to give up or be impressed by its size.She thought of Goku and her father. Especially about her father, because she really wanted to go back to him.


Goten shouted their throats hoarsely with battle cries like: "Dali mouse, knock this guy out of his house!" Or "You will have to defeat him, because then you can kiss my lips!" "Then I lose on purpose ..." , Dali muttered, but deep down her heart leaps into air.


So now Dali was facing the huge Brodona closet. He had wild, long red hair that went down to his ankles and looked like it had never been cut, let alone washed.




Well, will Dali win? What do you all mean?




Trunks flew around again. He had now scanned about a fifth of the earth, for the murderer of Jean's father. But Trunks didn't give up. He flew from city to city, looking at every energy, even the smallest.




So that's it for today. Must go now, otherwise my man will have a fit * g *

MFG TROKA

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