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Fanfic: Bulma meets Vegeta - Bulmas Besucher (4)
Chapter: Bulma meets Vegeta - Bulma's visitors (4)
Ummm ... Hello? Is there anybody? Nope? * sniff * * eyes moist * * flenn * that's nasty! * durchdiegegendtobwiewiegeneroozaru * Why do you have to constantly change something on this page ?????????????
I liked the old layout of the site a lot better! * angry responsible look *
Well ... * take a deep breath * Not to be changed.
Well? * surprised-looking * How do you get here? Do you actually want to read my FF? are you sure about that too? 100% no wrong decision? Well! * hands on this side * * keyboard fight funny show * goodbye !!!
And just like that: Bulma is playing again! And Vegeta too and ... oh, just read it yourself
I wish you had fun !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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“Hello darling!” Bulma's voice echoed joyfully through the spacious corridors of the CC.
Her visitor, astonished, dropped the knife and fork on the half-full plate, noiselessly pushed back the chair and peeked curiously into the hallway."Did Vegeta come back?" the young man asked and tried to catch a glimpse of the person who had just rang the bell, past Bulma. The blue-haired woman spun around, standing up in front of the teenager. "Vegeta?" She hissed. "Why should I greet a macho prince like him with 'Hello darling'? You may come from the future, the manners may be a little different, but here is a rule, whoever thinks they know about me modestly will be up the road set! ”Bulma's guest took a few steps back, frightened. He swallowed and asked meekly: “Who came then?” Bulma smiled, stepped back and revealed a black-haired man whose face was covered by two scars. What is he doing here? ', thought the blue-eyed boy and looked puzzled at Yamcha, who had put on his most beautiful smile. (He had practically begged Bulma to pay him in front of the world. Then he caught a juicy slapstick and was allowed to come back to the CC.) “Judging by the reports from mother, this puffed-up snitch did not come back.then she fell in love with father, that should have been around that time. It seems to me that the time runs very differently here! Well, the boy blew a few purple strands out of his hair. ´My name is Briefs, Trunks Briefs, where I come from: the future; my mission: somehow bring my parents together! Man, I really need a miracle! (These lines are a result of the cooperation between tarragon and keratessa) `` Trunks, who had introduced himself to Bulma as Sknurt, went back to the dining room with his head hanging down (finding this was not difficult, because there were unmistakable eating noises caused by a certain Mr. Son ...) "Isn't it going as it should?" he asked with his mouth full. Trunks shook his head, crossed his arms over his chest, and thought. "Actually, I am not allowed to intervene in the course of events, but this is really an exceptional situation! My father trains non-stop. How should he have time to get to know my mother?Son-Goku, I hereby declare Opperation BV opened !! "
The stars circled the sky as a dull tremor passed through the CC. Trunks literally fell out of bed while Son-Goku just calmly tucked the pillow over his ears. Minutes of silence passed. Nothing happened. Finally there was a soft tapping in the hallway, a soft grumbling voice and the light was switched on. Bulma passed her hair sleepily and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She knew what this tremor meant. Trunks didn't hesitate and followed her. They crept through the corridors of the CC for almost five minutes until they finally reached the main entrance. Ms Briefs was already outside in her dressing gown and excitedly pointed to a round object with the inscription ´Capsule Coorperation`. The spaceship was brightly lit. Bulma stood quietly next to her mother, had crossed her arms over her chest and looked with half-closed eyes at the entrance of the space capsule.Nothing moved, not a black head appeared, not a white gloved hand appeared on the frame. Vegeta was not seen. After a good quarter of an hour, Bulma sank onto the stone stairs and closed her eyes. ´Where is he? Trunks mused nervously. Since when does it take 15 minutes to get out of a spaceship? Another ten minutes passed. The Saiya-jin. Prince gave no sign of life. "Well, that's enough now!" Shouted trunks through the morning silence and hit the wall with his fist (So, now everyone in the CC was really awake ... the poor, poor wall * very sorry *)
He clenched his fists and walked towards the spaceship. A bright streak on the eastern horizon heralded the dawn of a new day. A hoarse rooster crowed. five seconds of silence.
A shrill scream echoed through the streets of the western capital, people looked angrily at their watches and realized that it was only three thirty.Outraged cries filled the morning air. Trunks didn't mind any of that. He stood in front of one of the portholes and stared with wide eyes into the interior of the spaceship. The scoreboard and control panel were probably the only things that weren't shattered and splintered on the floor. But that didn't bother Trunks. He was used to chaos and heaps of rubble. What had panicked him was probably his future father, the Saiya-jin Vegeta. All four of him lay stretched out on the splintering tiles, eyes closed. Blood oozed from a fresh laceration over the left eye. Vegta didn't move. Bulma looked at the spaceship from all sides. On the left flank she saw a deep bump, probably the mark of a meteorite. Yamcha, Dr Briefs and even Sleepyhead Son-Goku (or dear kakarott?) Had left the semicircular building and looked at Trunks fondly. He went to the entrance of the spaceship, opened it with a light punch and disappeared inside.He reappeared a few seconds later. Vegeta in tow.
The sun sank on the western horizon and the first stars sparkled. In one of the guest rooms of the CC there was an excited murmur of voices, behind the drawn curtains the silhouettes of individual people appeared again and again: Bulma, Trunks, Son-Goku. after a while the light went out and the three left the room. What remained was a sore Vegeta who slept. One arm outstretched, the other under the covers. Half an hour later, Bulma entered the room again. Trunks, uh, Sknurt had asked her to check on vegeta before she retired. after a brief argument, Bulma had agreed. Her mind went back to the seam in which Vegeta had helped her, whether voluntarily or not. She quietly closed the door and went to the batt of the unconscious Saiya-jin. She eyed him. 'Strange ... He looks really nice in his sleep ...' a couple of blue eyes flashed behind her, a brief buzz sounded and Bulma sank down next to Vegeta on the wide double bed.Trunks left the room satisfied and thought happily: 'Operation BV, Plan S! `
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So that's it for now. Should I write again? * askebdindierundeguck * Tell me somehow, give me a sign and I can think about it. * turn the back reader *
Bye bye! Until next Wednesday!
Sincerely,
Tarragon, princess of the planet Edre, cousin of the royal siblings of Vegeta, daughter of ... ARGH The internet cable is wrapped around my leg! Help, I'm being strangled !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!
I liked the old layout of the site a lot better! * angry responsible look *
Well ... * take a deep breath * Not to be changed.
Well? * surprised-looking * How do you get here? Do you actually want to read my FF? are you sure about that too? 100% no wrong decision? Well! * hands on this side * * keyboard fight funny show * goodbye !!!
And just like that: Bulma is playing again! And Vegeta too and ... oh, just read it yourself
I wish you had fun !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
`` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` ` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` ``
“Hello darling!” Bulma's voice echoed joyfully through the spacious corridors of the CC.
Her visitor, astonished, dropped the knife and fork on the half-full plate, noiselessly pushed back the chair and peeked curiously into the hallway."Did Vegeta come back?" the young man asked and tried to catch a glimpse of the person who had just rang the bell, past Bulma. The blue-haired woman spun around, standing up in front of the teenager. "Vegeta?" She hissed. "Why should I greet a macho prince like him with 'Hello darling'? You may come from the future, the manners may be a little different, but here is a rule, whoever thinks they know about me modestly will be up the road set! ”Bulma's guest took a few steps back, frightened. He swallowed and asked meekly: “Who came then?” Bulma smiled, stepped back and revealed a black-haired man whose face was covered by two scars. What is he doing here? ', thought the blue-eyed boy and looked puzzled at Yamcha, who had put on his most beautiful smile. (He had practically begged Bulma to pay him in front of the world. Then he caught a juicy slapstick and was allowed to come back to the CC.) “Judging by the reports from mother, this puffed-up snitch did not come back.then she fell in love with father, that should have been around that time. It seems to me that the time runs very differently here! Well, the boy blew a few purple strands out of his hair. ´My name is Briefs, Trunks Briefs, where I come from: the future; my mission: somehow bring my parents together! Man, I really need a miracle! (These lines are a result of the cooperation between tarragon and keratessa) `` Trunks, who had introduced himself to Bulma as Sknurt, went back to the dining room with his head hanging down (finding this was not difficult, because there were unmistakable eating noises caused by a certain Mr. Son ...) "Isn't it going as it should?" he asked with his mouth full. Trunks shook his head, crossed his arms over his chest, and thought. "Actually, I am not allowed to intervene in the course of events, but this is really an exceptional situation! My father trains non-stop. How should he have time to get to know my mother?Son-Goku, I hereby declare Opperation BV opened !! "
The stars circled the sky as a dull tremor passed through the CC. Trunks literally fell out of bed while Son-Goku just calmly tucked the pillow over his ears. Minutes of silence passed. Nothing happened. Finally there was a soft tapping in the hallway, a soft grumbling voice and the light was switched on. Bulma passed her hair sleepily and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She knew what this tremor meant. Trunks didn't hesitate and followed her. They crept through the corridors of the CC for almost five minutes until they finally reached the main entrance. Ms Briefs was already outside in her dressing gown and excitedly pointed to a round object with the inscription ´Capsule Coorperation`. The spaceship was brightly lit. Bulma stood quietly next to her mother, had crossed her arms over her chest and looked with half-closed eyes at the entrance of the space capsule.Nothing moved, not a black head appeared, not a white gloved hand appeared on the frame. Vegeta was not seen. After a good quarter of an hour, Bulma sank onto the stone stairs and closed her eyes. ´Where is he? Trunks mused nervously. Since when does it take 15 minutes to get out of a spaceship? Another ten minutes passed. The Saiya-jin. Prince gave no sign of life. "Well, that's enough now!" Shouted trunks through the morning silence and hit the wall with his fist (So, now everyone in the CC was really awake ... the poor, poor wall * very sorry *)
He clenched his fists and walked towards the spaceship. A bright streak on the eastern horizon heralded the dawn of a new day. A hoarse rooster crowed. five seconds of silence.
A shrill scream echoed through the streets of the western capital, people looked angrily at their watches and realized that it was only three thirty.Outraged cries filled the morning air. Trunks didn't mind any of that. He stood in front of one of the portholes and stared with wide eyes into the interior of the spaceship. The scoreboard and control panel were probably the only things that weren't shattered and splintered on the floor. But that didn't bother Trunks. He was used to chaos and heaps of rubble. What had panicked him was probably his future father, the Saiya-jin Vegeta. All four of him lay stretched out on the splintering tiles, eyes closed. Blood oozed from a fresh laceration over the left eye. Vegta didn't move. Bulma looked at the spaceship from all sides. On the left flank she saw a deep bump, probably the mark of a meteorite. Yamcha, Dr Briefs and even Sleepyhead Son-Goku (or dear kakarott?) Had left the semicircular building and looked at Trunks fondly. He went to the entrance of the spaceship, opened it with a light punch and disappeared inside.He reappeared a few seconds later. Vegeta in tow.
The sun sank on the western horizon and the first stars sparkled. In one of the guest rooms of the CC there was an excited murmur of voices, behind the drawn curtains the silhouettes of individual people appeared again and again: Bulma, Trunks, Son-Goku. after a while the light went out and the three left the room. What remained was a sore Vegeta who slept. One arm outstretched, the other under the covers. Half an hour later, Bulma entered the room again. Trunks, uh, Sknurt had asked her to check on vegeta before she retired. after a brief argument, Bulma had agreed. Her mind went back to the seam in which Vegeta had helped her, whether voluntarily or not. She quietly closed the door and went to the batt of the unconscious Saiya-jin. She eyed him. 'Strange ... He looks really nice in his sleep ...' a couple of blue eyes flashed behind her, a brief buzz sounded and Bulma sank down next to Vegeta on the wide double bed.Trunks left the room satisfied and thought happily: 'Operation BV, Plan S! `
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So that's it for now. Should I write again? * askebdindierundeguck * Tell me somehow, give me a sign and I can think about it. * turn the back reader *
Bye bye! Until next Wednesday!
Sincerely,
Tarragon, princess of the planet Edre, cousin of the royal siblings of Vegeta, daughter of ... ARGH The internet cable is wrapped around my leg! Help, I'm being strangled !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!