So here is part 4! I hope it didn't go too short. Well, as always, I hope for comments.


@Serran: What about the Padawan's friend, you will learn in part in this part. As for the length of the pieces, I try not to make them too short and Trunks and Goths have to clean the CC because Bulma didn't think of anything better at the moment.




"Nobody I have defeated in one fell swoop has anything to do in my kitchen !! I will flatten you !!" Vegeta yelled at the young padawan. Then he jumped up and was about to hit the young man in the face when Bulma yelled at him, her head reddened. "WHAT DOES THIS MEAN 'MY KITCHEN'? THAT'S STILL MY KITCHEN; FINALLY I COOK HERE TOO !!! YOU JUST EAT EVERYTHING AGAIN !!!!!" Vegeta was completely perplexed. Confused, he turned around and wanted to leave the kitchen when he suddenly stopped, as if something had occurred to him. He turned back slowly.You could tell that he was angry. He walked very quietly towards Bulma. "You dare to yell at me? Me, the prince of all Sajyajin. I won't let this weakling eat my food and you won't be able to do anything about that. I'll throw that guy out of the house now." Then left he approached the young padawan. "I, I n-didn't mean to bother you, but maybe I can go on my own, I don't know how I got here anyway." When Vegeta heard this, he turned to Bulma. "Did you bring him here from the tournament?" he asked her in a threatening voice. "Uh, yes?" "AAAHHH !!! That's not to be endured !! Drag this wimp into my house! May I also ask why?" "Uh, well, Son-Goku said that he had special abilities has and wanted him to stay with one of us. But because of Chi ... "" Yeah! Okay. But he's nothing! I'm going to train. "With these words he left the room to look through the door again immediately and : "And if he has eaten something, I'll kill him."Then he went to train in the desert for good.


When he was out of the room, Bulma turned to the padawan. "Do you want to eat something?" she asked him as if she hadn't noticed Vegeta's threat. "Uh, yes, but I don't really want to die yet." "Oh, he will calm down again when he comes back. He was defeated in the final, then he is always like that. So what do you want to eat, we have everything! "" Oh, yes, then I would like something. "" Huh? "Bulma was confused. 'Funny guy. Well, if he can't decide, I'll just pick something for him. 'She took some toasts, spreads, and a few other things out of a closet. The young padawan sensed that she wasn't angry, so he ate. Then he talked to Bulma. He told her why he was here and she told him the story of the Dragonballs, from the beginning of the search to the fight against Cell. Now that she had pointed this out to him, he sensed in seven places on the planet that the power was bent there.He assumed that the dragon balls were in these places, but as a precaution did not say anything, as he had taken from Bulma's stories that the dragon balls could not be felt. After the conversation, the young padawan left the house and went into town to find his companion. Bulma had offered him that he could also take him to the CC, there were enough rooms available. So he went through town. It was still mid-morning, he guessed it was about 10 o'clock, when he heard gunshots from an old-fashioned projectile weapon. The shots seemed to come from a street nearby, so he ran over to it. He was still a Jedi and he could use his powers to help innocent people on this planet too. Fortunately, he still had his lightsaber. He'd taken it into custody at the tournament, and it had been given to Bulma when she and Trunks took him home. After talking to her, she gave it back to him.Now he was holding it. Of course, he hadn't turned it on yet because he didn't want to attract unnecessary attention. As he turned into the street, he saw that a group of heavily armed men had robbed a bank and kept the police at bay with several machine guns while they were loading the loot into a car. The police had holed up behind their cars, which already had many bullet holes. The young padawan immediately made a decision. He lit his lightsaber and ran. The force was with him, he could catch every bullet with the lightsaber and got through to the bank robbers. Immediately he smashed the weapons and pocketed his lightsaber. Then he ran around the next corner as fast as he could. He didn't want to be recognized. Mainly not because he didn't want to be in the spotlight. So he ran on, in a small back alley to hide there. But he was already expected.In the alley stood a young man in a rather stupid costume. He wore a green suit over black clothes. A white belt bounded the lower and upper body. He also wore a white helmet with black and orange lines on it, with a black visor. When the man saw that the padawan had discovered him, he put himself in a ridiculous pose and said, "I am the great Sajyaman! I fight for justice, thwart crime! I am the great Sajyaman, the fighter for justice! "The young padawan was visibly confused. It was not only because he had seen the young man's performance, but also because that man's spirit was untouchable. Then he began to think. The name sounded familiar. Exactly, that was one of the fighters at the tournament, as far as he knew it was even the world champion. "Who are you and where do you get your skills from?" the great Sajyaman asked and the padawan looked him in the eye, resp.targeted. “I'm a Jedi.” Then he turned and walked out of the alley as if that explained everything. The great Sajyaman was still standing in the alley, wondering what that meant. Then he realizes that the 'Jedi' has disappeared. 'Jedi, what's that supposed to be, I think I'd go to Bulma after school, she'll probably know. 'Then he started leisurely. "Shit !! I forgot about school !!" he shouted and answered immediately to go to school.


The padawan walked slowly through the streets. His friend was nowhere to be seen. Where could he be? Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Well, the guy hits pretty hard, right?" Startled, he turned around. His companion stood behind him. He had appeared out of nowhere, the padawan hadn't noticed that he had followed him. Thinking about it now, he had never sensed the other man. He was like the fighters at the tournament, as if he were not in contact with power."I live with the family of the man who defeated me. He's a real asshole, but his wife is fine," he said to the man, whose expression immediately darkened. 'So with Vegeta. About time I saw this ass again and tell him what I think of His Highness. '