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Fanfic: Bulma meets Vegeta - (kein weiterer Titel) 7
Chapter: Bulma meets Vegeta - (no other title) 7
Hello? * look around * * binoculars at hand * * throughdiegegendspäh * * discover you *
HELLO YOU THERE! * happy * do you actually want to read my FF? Yes? Really crazy! Super-mega-cool!
* cough * Well, good. That should be enough for now with the chatter. I'm sorry that I can only continue to write now, but as you all (ONE HUNDRED PERCENT) know, it's summer vacation at the moment and I was allowed to visit my cousin (no, not DEN Keratessa) and other relatives in Neustrelitz. It was really nice, the hook: No i-net on further, further hallway! * sob * Very well. I'm back and I'm writing again now! Have fun (or not) reading!
P.S .: can someone tell me where I was now? * thinking hard * Oh, it comes back to me. And the time that has passed since the Freezer saga. I now set it very simply: 1 month! But really now: Have fun reading !!!!!!!!
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Vegeta closed his eyes and thought about the previous day: Bulma annoyed, trained, Bulma annoyed back, found a piece of paper. Enough for a day. the Saiya-jin yawned. 'Why should I come visit you? I was just there anyway! `
a few minutes passed, Vegeta fell asleep, a dreamless sleep.
Suddenly the door to his room squeaked softly and a figure about 1.65m (have I guessed correctly ?!) entered the room. Slowly and quietly she stepped up to the sleeping vegeta. 'I'll be sick in a moment, I hope this doesn't take too long! `
Vegeta blinked. an old reflex from the cold past (* lard ** lard *) had told him that someone had entered the room, see who it is and possibly kicked out again in a high arc!
Vegeta rubbed the sleep from her eyes. 'But these people don't let you sleep in peace for 10 minutes either, I'm going to complain now!`
The Saiya-jin sat up and looked around.
"Hello, did you sleep well?" A voice whispered softly. Vegeta spun around. ´That voice ... It sucks! "What are you doing here?" He growled (growled). A graceful figure emerged from the shadow of the opposite wall. The blue hair shimmered. Bulma came up to vegeta and sat on the edge of his bed (that is, on the edge of the bed!) She remained silent. "Well, I'll ask again: What do you want here? You understand me?"
The woman brushed her hair behind her ears with one quick movement. "I ... I think you're not that bad of a guy. Why don't you tell me a little bit about yourself? I can tell you something about myself too, if you want." Vegeta looked at Bulma. You ... liked him? How come? Wasn't he nasty and mean to her all day? "What is it now? Do you want to hear something or not?"
"Tell me, otherwise you won't go after all!"
Bulma beamed and began to explain her life story.Vegeta supported her head with his hands and watched her meanwhile.
Bulma jumped across the kitchen and prepared breakfast while dancing and singing. (A BIG breakfast, mind you.) A few shuffling steps on the stairs and the good housewife looks to see who's coming. Sknurt yawned. "Ah, good morning! Are you hungry too? Then come and eat something!" Sknurt held up with his hands and shook his head. "No, I'm not hungry. I'm just supposed to tell you something about Vegeta." Bulma looked at her visitor in astonishment. "What?" She wanted to know. "Well * yawns *, I should tell you, you are not so wrong!" With these words the boy turned around and slurped back into his bedroom. a few minutes later the monotonous snoring of a young man could be heard.
'He ... he thinks that I'm all right? 'Bulma smiled. ´I think that's nice. Should I tell him that I ... `
10 a.m., 11 a.m., 11:30 a.m.Buolma sat at the large oak table and leafed through the newspaper. at last a door opened in the upper room, a hearty yawn and a tousled black head appeared on the upper floor. vegeta padded slowly down the stairs, passed the GR and dropped onto a free chair at the breakfast table. "Well? You all slept badly, didn't you?" VÉgeta looked up. "Who chewed an ear off my ear until Hlab Five? And anyway, where is that strange necklace that you wore yesterday?" Bulma only understood one word: RAILWAY STATION! But she knew from experience that you shouldn't necessarily contradict a sleepless Vegeta. So she asked: "Do we want to do something? You are so tired, training won't be anything today!"
"Well * yawns * good"
Sknurt rubbed his hands and looked at the chain in his hand. ´A prime invention. it is really practical if you can accept the body from anyone. '
The next two days were not necessarily monotonous for vegeta: steamers, parks, mountains, Schmimmhalle. By the way, Bulma found out where vegeta got all the information about her (well, I mean that with the engagement ring). The radio function of the scouters.
On the morning of the third day, like the other two, he sat down at the breakfast table. "Good morning, let's ..."
"NO! Should I tell you something? You're slowly getting on your nerves! You chatter my ears all day long and I don't come to my training. Do something alone, or beg Yamcha to do something to you, but don't get me out of there! " Vegeta left the room furious. The GR's door slammed shut.
sknurt pulled his hair. 'It can't all be true! Why is it all going so wrong at this time? `
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Whoa, help.what was that now? I think I have to practice writing again first.
Maybe you will write me a come anyway, yes? * fully tensioned guck *
And I'll say one thing right away: from July 29th you can't even start counting on a continuation, because I'm not there!
and by the way: you are a BSE !!
Goodbye!
(omit the long credits like today!)
HELLO YOU THERE! * happy * do you actually want to read my FF? Yes? Really crazy! Super-mega-cool!
* cough * Well, good. That should be enough for now with the chatter. I'm sorry that I can only continue to write now, but as you all (ONE HUNDRED PERCENT) know, it's summer vacation at the moment and I was allowed to visit my cousin (no, not DEN Keratessa) and other relatives in Neustrelitz. It was really nice, the hook: No i-net on further, further hallway! * sob * Very well. I'm back and I'm writing again now! Have fun (or not) reading!
P.S .: can someone tell me where I was now? * thinking hard * Oh, it comes back to me. And the time that has passed since the Freezer saga. I now set it very simply: 1 month! But really now: Have fun reading !!!!!!!!
`` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` ` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` `` ``
Vegeta closed his eyes and thought about the previous day: Bulma annoyed, trained, Bulma annoyed back, found a piece of paper. Enough for a day. the Saiya-jin yawned. 'Why should I come visit you? I was just there anyway! `
a few minutes passed, Vegeta fell asleep, a dreamless sleep.
Suddenly the door to his room squeaked softly and a figure about 1.65m (have I guessed correctly ?!) entered the room. Slowly and quietly she stepped up to the sleeping vegeta. 'I'll be sick in a moment, I hope this doesn't take too long! `
Vegeta blinked. an old reflex from the cold past (* lard ** lard *) had told him that someone had entered the room, see who it is and possibly kicked out again in a high arc!
Vegeta rubbed the sleep from her eyes. 'But these people don't let you sleep in peace for 10 minutes either, I'm going to complain now!`
The Saiya-jin sat up and looked around.
"Hello, did you sleep well?" A voice whispered softly. Vegeta spun around. ´That voice ... It sucks! "What are you doing here?" He growled (growled). A graceful figure emerged from the shadow of the opposite wall. The blue hair shimmered. Bulma came up to vegeta and sat on the edge of his bed (that is, on the edge of the bed!) She remained silent. "Well, I'll ask again: What do you want here? You understand me?"
The woman brushed her hair behind her ears with one quick movement. "I ... I think you're not that bad of a guy. Why don't you tell me a little bit about yourself? I can tell you something about myself too, if you want." Vegeta looked at Bulma. You ... liked him? How come? Wasn't he nasty and mean to her all day? "What is it now? Do you want to hear something or not?"
"Tell me, otherwise you won't go after all!"
Bulma beamed and began to explain her life story.Vegeta supported her head with his hands and watched her meanwhile.
Bulma jumped across the kitchen and prepared breakfast while dancing and singing. (A BIG breakfast, mind you.) A few shuffling steps on the stairs and the good housewife looks to see who's coming. Sknurt yawned. "Ah, good morning! Are you hungry too? Then come and eat something!" Sknurt held up with his hands and shook his head. "No, I'm not hungry. I'm just supposed to tell you something about Vegeta." Bulma looked at her visitor in astonishment. "What?" She wanted to know. "Well * yawns *, I should tell you, you are not so wrong!" With these words the boy turned around and slurped back into his bedroom. a few minutes later the monotonous snoring of a young man could be heard.
'He ... he thinks that I'm all right? 'Bulma smiled. ´I think that's nice. Should I tell him that I ... `
10 a.m., 11 a.m., 11:30 a.m.Buolma sat at the large oak table and leafed through the newspaper. at last a door opened in the upper room, a hearty yawn and a tousled black head appeared on the upper floor. vegeta padded slowly down the stairs, passed the GR and dropped onto a free chair at the breakfast table. "Well? You all slept badly, didn't you?" VÉgeta looked up. "Who chewed an ear off my ear until Hlab Five? And anyway, where is that strange necklace that you wore yesterday?" Bulma only understood one word: RAILWAY STATION! But she knew from experience that you shouldn't necessarily contradict a sleepless Vegeta. So she asked: "Do we want to do something? You are so tired, training won't be anything today!"
"Well * yawns * good"
Sknurt rubbed his hands and looked at the chain in his hand. ´A prime invention. it is really practical if you can accept the body from anyone. '
The next two days were not necessarily monotonous for vegeta: steamers, parks, mountains, Schmimmhalle. By the way, Bulma found out where vegeta got all the information about her (well, I mean that with the engagement ring). The radio function of the scouters.
On the morning of the third day, like the other two, he sat down at the breakfast table. "Good morning, let's ..."
"NO! Should I tell you something? You're slowly getting on your nerves! You chatter my ears all day long and I don't come to my training. Do something alone, or beg Yamcha to do something to you, but don't get me out of there! " Vegeta left the room furious. The GR's door slammed shut.
sknurt pulled his hair. 'It can't all be true! Why is it all going so wrong at this time? `
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Whoa, help.what was that now? I think I have to practice writing again first.
Maybe you will write me a come anyway, yes? * fully tensioned guck *
And I'll say one thing right away: from July 29th you can't even start counting on a continuation, because I'm not there!
and by the way: you are a BSE !!
Goodbye!
(omit the long credits like today!)