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Fanfic: Oh mein Gott Vegeta! /In der Welt der Sajajins
Chapter: Oh my god Vegeta! / In the world of the Sajajins
So here is the second part of "In the World of the Sajajins" aka "Oh my God Vegeta!" I hope you like it!
In disbelief I looked at the black-haired, angry Sajajin prince and freed myself a second time from the huge bowl, which is really difficult with a backpack on my back. You can believe me. "Am I now totally Plem Plem? Tz! Wait a second, of course! I must have fallen on my head and am hallucinating now. That's the explanation for all the shit here!" I calmly made a diagnosis myself. I looked over at my friend with satisfaction. But he looked at me blankly and in disbelief. Then he came up to me and pinched my left arm tightly. "Ouch!" I just said and hit him in the face with full force as a counter reaction. “Say are you crazy?” I bluffed at him. "Me? Who just chafed whom? And besides, you were the one who just told a lot of rubbish here!"" Well, I ... "I didn't get any further, we were grabbed by two strong men and pushed rather roughly in front of Vegeta's feet. Gregor wanted to get up again, but he was pressed to the ground by two strong arms kneeled in front of Vegeta, who looked at both of us extensively. I heard a quiet growl from Gregor and hoped that he would control himself and not get any of his, to me all too familiar freaks. "Is that really Vegeta? It doesn't look that small from down here! Oh what nonsense! Probably my assumption is correct, either I'm dreaming it or I'm hallucinating! "I thought to myself and started without really registering it in Vegeta's angry eyes. The prince of the Sajajins suddenly smiled at me rather self-righteously. Vegeta rose from his throne, he was standing right in front of me now, and that closeness to him, to a certain extent of him, was uncomfortable and so I slipped, even if only a few inches away from him.He walked around us and examined us from all sides. Finally he was standing in front of us again, actually more in front of me. Again there was this uncomfortable closeness to him. He was standing so close to me on purpose. A big lump formed in my throat. "Who are you and where are you from!" Vegeta finally asked us. "Maybe you will tell us first who ..." began Gregor, but I was quickly interrupted. "That's Gregor Dropps and I'm Nora Hansen! We're from Hamburg, that's in Germany." I said without paying attention to the fact that Vegeta couldn't even know where Germany is. "So Nora and Gregor from Hamburg, which is in Germany, how the hell do you get into my food?!." his patience seemed to be running out. "I .. Well, unfortunately I don't know exactly either, we just skated and then we're in the soup." I answered him a little anxiously, I was not comfortable with all of this. "Well, it doesn't matter! You realize that you have to pay for this!After all, you messed up my dinner! "" How to atone? It's all just your fault anyway, you and your stupid actions! "Gregor looked at me angrily." Tz! My fault? Who hunted here when through half the quarter? I guess that was you! "I replied, slightly irritated, and forgot everything around me again." That's it! You will serve me as slaves and when we get to Vegeta, I will decide about your future life! "Shouted Vegeta in between." Whack! "I covered Gregor's mouth, I knew from the series that Vegeta had an ice-cold heart. He would make us both cold without batting an eyelid." Bring her to the slave quarters, but separate them from each other, I want them to be all alone and, above all, pull off these strange things that they wear on their feet! "he commanded two of his men. Although a single one would have done it, even if we were with everyone Had granted power, it would have been of no use."Come on, you heard the prince! Take it off! Or do you want to oppose the prince?" demanded one of the two guards. "Wanting and being able to are two different things!" I say out loud, unfortunately it slipped out of my mind. We were now standing again. After my answer, Vegeta came up to me and held up my chin with two fingers of his right hand. "I still have to teach you manners!" he said coldly, but with a suspicious undertone. I got scared and quickly took off my skates so as not to give him another reason to "educate" me. Gregor did the same and so we stood there in socks. We put the skates in our Eastpaks. We left the throne room through a huge metal door that was opened by motion sensors. They led us through long, gray, well-lit corridors, the ceilings of which were rather low and rounded. Now and then we came to a crossroads, sometimes we turned right, sometimes left, sometimes we went straight on.At first I tried to note the way, but after the first couple of crossings I didn't know back. I felt like Gretel in the forest, only I had neither breadcrumbs nor stones with me, nor did I have any idea whether I would come back from where they were taking us. Then we stood in front of a wide but rather low door. On the right side, on the wall, was a kind of handprint scanner device, on which one of the two guards now put his hand. After a few seconds the device made a beeping sound and a small lamp, next to it glowed green. Now the door opened and we went into a kind of elevator. On the right were buttons, numbered from +6 to -10. The same guard as before pressed first -7 and then -10. Gregor and I looked at each other a little anxiously. The door closed again and the elevator started, a display above the door showed the floors. + 4, + 3, + 2, + 1, -1, -2, -3, -4, -5, -6, -7 pling!Did it and the door opened again. One of the guards grabbed my arm and dragged me behind him. "Nora!" I heard, but I was unable to answer him. Then the door closed again. A tremendous fear suddenly overwhelmed me and if the guard had not dragged me behind them, I probably would not have been able to move a millimeter. It was very dark down here, there was only a lamp on the ceiling every few meters and I didn't like what you saw. Paint crumbled on the walls, and now and then I could see dried blood on the walls and floor. Occasionally you could see doors, large portholes gave a glimpse into the rooms. I couldn't see much though, because the guard was pulling me behind them too quickly. Then we reached the end of the Ganges, we were standing in front of a door that also had a porthole. Again the guard put his hand on a handprint scanner device. After a few seconds the lamp glowed green again and the door opened again.The guard pushed me inside and the door closed behind him. "Have a good night little one!" I heard him call out maliciously. But then my eyes went black. I had seen too much today that I had to deal with that first.
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In disbelief I looked at the black-haired, angry Sajajin prince and freed myself a second time from the huge bowl, which is really difficult with a backpack on my back. You can believe me. "Am I now totally Plem Plem? Tz! Wait a second, of course! I must have fallen on my head and am hallucinating now. That's the explanation for all the shit here!" I calmly made a diagnosis myself. I looked over at my friend with satisfaction. But he looked at me blankly and in disbelief. Then he came up to me and pinched my left arm tightly. "Ouch!" I just said and hit him in the face with full force as a counter reaction. “Say are you crazy?” I bluffed at him. "Me? Who just chafed whom? And besides, you were the one who just told a lot of rubbish here!"" Well, I ... "I didn't get any further, we were grabbed by two strong men and pushed rather roughly in front of Vegeta's feet. Gregor wanted to get up again, but he was pressed to the ground by two strong arms kneeled in front of Vegeta, who looked at both of us extensively. I heard a quiet growl from Gregor and hoped that he would control himself and not get any of his, to me all too familiar freaks. "Is that really Vegeta? It doesn't look that small from down here! Oh what nonsense! Probably my assumption is correct, either I'm dreaming it or I'm hallucinating! "I thought to myself and started without really registering it in Vegeta's angry eyes. The prince of the Sajajins suddenly smiled at me rather self-righteously. Vegeta rose from his throne, he was standing right in front of me now, and that closeness to him, to a certain extent of him, was uncomfortable and so I slipped, even if only a few inches away from him.He walked around us and examined us from all sides. Finally he was standing in front of us again, actually more in front of me. Again there was this uncomfortable closeness to him. He was standing so close to me on purpose. A big lump formed in my throat. "Who are you and where are you from!" Vegeta finally asked us. "Maybe you will tell us first who ..." began Gregor, but I was quickly interrupted. "That's Gregor Dropps and I'm Nora Hansen! We're from Hamburg, that's in Germany." I said without paying attention to the fact that Vegeta couldn't even know where Germany is. "So Nora and Gregor from Hamburg, which is in Germany, how the hell do you get into my food?!." his patience seemed to be running out. "I .. Well, unfortunately I don't know exactly either, we just skated and then we're in the soup." I answered him a little anxiously, I was not comfortable with all of this. "Well, it doesn't matter! You realize that you have to pay for this!After all, you messed up my dinner! "" How to atone? It's all just your fault anyway, you and your stupid actions! "Gregor looked at me angrily." Tz! My fault? Who hunted here when through half the quarter? I guess that was you! "I replied, slightly irritated, and forgot everything around me again." That's it! You will serve me as slaves and when we get to Vegeta, I will decide about your future life! "Shouted Vegeta in between." Whack! "I covered Gregor's mouth, I knew from the series that Vegeta had an ice-cold heart. He would make us both cold without batting an eyelid." Bring her to the slave quarters, but separate them from each other, I want them to be all alone and, above all, pull off these strange things that they wear on their feet! "he commanded two of his men. Although a single one would have done it, even if we were with everyone Had granted power, it would have been of no use."Come on, you heard the prince! Take it off! Or do you want to oppose the prince?" demanded one of the two guards. "Wanting and being able to are two different things!" I say out loud, unfortunately it slipped out of my mind. We were now standing again. After my answer, Vegeta came up to me and held up my chin with two fingers of his right hand. "I still have to teach you manners!" he said coldly, but with a suspicious undertone. I got scared and quickly took off my skates so as not to give him another reason to "educate" me. Gregor did the same and so we stood there in socks. We put the skates in our Eastpaks. We left the throne room through a huge metal door that was opened by motion sensors. They led us through long, gray, well-lit corridors, the ceilings of which were rather low and rounded. Now and then we came to a crossroads, sometimes we turned right, sometimes left, sometimes we went straight on.At first I tried to note the way, but after the first couple of crossings I didn't know back. I felt like Gretel in the forest, only I had neither breadcrumbs nor stones with me, nor did I have any idea whether I would come back from where they were taking us. Then we stood in front of a wide but rather low door. On the right side, on the wall, was a kind of handprint scanner device, on which one of the two guards now put his hand. After a few seconds the device made a beeping sound and a small lamp, next to it glowed green. Now the door opened and we went into a kind of elevator. On the right were buttons, numbered from +6 to -10. The same guard as before pressed first -7 and then -10. Gregor and I looked at each other a little anxiously. The door closed again and the elevator started, a display above the door showed the floors. + 4, + 3, + 2, + 1, -1, -2, -3, -4, -5, -6, -7 pling!Did it and the door opened again. One of the guards grabbed my arm and dragged me behind him. "Nora!" I heard, but I was unable to answer him. Then the door closed again. A tremendous fear suddenly overwhelmed me and if the guard had not dragged me behind them, I probably would not have been able to move a millimeter. It was very dark down here, there was only a lamp on the ceiling every few meters and I didn't like what you saw. Paint crumbled on the walls, and now and then I could see dried blood on the walls and floor. Occasionally you could see doors, large portholes gave a glimpse into the rooms. I couldn't see much though, because the guard was pulling me behind them too quickly. Then we reached the end of the Ganges, we were standing in front of a door that also had a porthole. Again the guard put his hand on a handprint scanner device. After a few seconds the lamp glowed green again and the door opened again.The guard pushed me inside and the door closed behind him. "Have a good night little one!" I heard him call out maliciously. But then my eyes went black. I had seen too much today that I had to deal with that first.
You know what's coming now, I want many, many comments! So then, let's get started!