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Fanfic: Happy Hatchday!
Chapter: Happy Hatchday!
Dum Di Dum ... Dum ... Dum ... Hm? Oops ... you're already there ... * clear your throat *
Greetings!
For all English haters ... Actually it's called 'Happy BIRTH-day', but I didn't find that so fitting here ... 'hatch', by the way, means hatching / hatching ... And now you can guess who it is in the story goes ... ;-)
By the way ... the idea for this 'backwards story' came to me when I accidentally read an FF from the back, starting with the last chapter ...
Happy (?!) Hatchday ...
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Target time: Thursday; 14:00 clock
>>> 15 minutes before <<<
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"Vegeta ... you're an idiot!" The Saiyajin stared at the Namek for a brief moment ... growled softly ... "Yeah, sure, green guy ... Now it's my fault! Who was so stupid, and pressed the button ?!"Well ... Piccolo couldn't really disagree, but ..." Oh yes ... and who said that I should press him ?! "-" Since when have you been doing what I say, cucumber ?! "Great atmosphere, great friendship ... because of! The two of them were once again exactly where they always ended up sooner or later when they had to do with each other. They were on the verge of pissing each other off ... Their situation was - if you looked at it soberly and put it very carefully - damn shitty ... Both of them were very enthusiastic. They were ... of course with their respective favorite interlocutor, the respective other ... in the express elevator of the Capsule Corp. Together with them there was another hellishly heavy box, which took up 80% of the available floor space. In other words: They stood on each other's feet ... "Ouch! The lower one was mine! If you didn't eat saiyans that much, you wouldn't weigh that much either!"-" Oh ... shut up! "Why the hell and in three devil names had he let himself be talked into such a damn shit ?! Vegeta seriously doubted his sanity ...
>>> 1.5 hours before <<<
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The whole mess had started, at least from Piccolo's point of view, actually when Bulma landed on the platform at Dende ... of course with her glider, because she couldn't fly herself. And she was looking for ... Piccolo. She didn't want to say what she wanted from him right away ... just said she needed the help of someone strong. At Piccolo's objection that she could also ask Vegeta ... or Son-Goku ... she said she had already asked the latter, but ChiChi would not have given him an exit ... At these words you could smile on Piccolos Seeing her face flit ... And Vegeta would help her, but she couldn't do it on her own ... and the smile was gone.Well, that could be something ... Help this woman ... And then together with Vegeta ... Cheers, meal! That damn good-naturedness he'd gotten used to ... at least he was going to help Bulma, but insisted on joining the Capsule Corp. himself. to fly ... and not in her glider. Bulma shrugged her shoulders ... why comfortable when it was exhausting ?! Understand one of these fighters! At least he would come with us, and nothing else was the aim of her visit ... Dende grinned as the glider and Piccolo disappeared on the horizon. His big conspecific could look forward to some surprises ...
>>> 7 hours before <<<
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"Good morning Vegeta ... you listen ..." Vegeta tried his best to ignore the babble ... in vain. Kind of depressing ... he could blow up entire mountains, even entire planets, if it mattered, but he couldn't beat this woman's voice.Bulma's organ even managed an elite Aiyajin ... Vegeta seriously wondered if his father, when he said a Saiyajin of his rank was invincible, had also thought of such women. He made the mistake of moaning loudly ... annoyed. Bulma heard this, interpreted it correctly, and hit him on the head with her fist, as she usually only did with Muten Roshi on certain occasions ... "Please listen to me when I talk to you!" Yes, of course ... Not much more interested, but calm, Vegeta looked around ... some packs of streamers on the kitchen table ... lots of inflated balloons in the living room ... But no green ones, although he had suggested ONLY use green ones. .. Why did they make all the fuss about the cucumber ?! A truly devilish grin flew over his face when he thought that the green guy would probably have even less fun with the whole theater than he had had himself ... Vegeta had at least been able to eat his cake.
>>> 20 hours before <<<
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"Everything so far?" Gohan was still standing in the spacious living room with the letters ... On the eve of the big day ... Bulma had agreed to let the party go on in her garden. Gohan hadn't seriously expected anything else either, since she had been enthusiastic about his idea from the start. Even if she had justified doubts about the attitude of the 'birthday boy' ... Oh well, she had even got Vegeta to enjoy his birthday party. His luck, as Gohan suspected ... Bulma had spent days converting the Saiyajins' calendar to the earthly calendar ... she would have plucked Vegeta and quartered if he hadn't enjoyed the party. Gohan believed, however, that Vegeta's change of heart regarding this action was less due to the celebration than to the rich buffet ... with food one apparently got every Saiyajin tame.
>>> 1 day before <<<
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Bulma and Kuririn stared at each other ... then looked at Goku ... and sighed. What devil had ridden them both to take him to the supermarket? In front of everyone ... but really everyone! ... He stopped at a shelf with food ... peeked greedily out of the laundry ... drooled ... and wanted to put the stuff in the car. The people looked at her so strangely ... really embarrassing! Bulma decided to ignore him and went to a shelf with candles ... "Hey Kuririn ... what do you mean ... light yellow, pink or light blue candles for the cake?" Kuririn thought for a moment ... "Well. .. I am of the opinion anyway that we should leave that with the cake ... he can't eat anyway. "Bulma looked a bit surprised ... actually the bald head was absolutely right ... how did she have that can only forget! "That's right ... but candles are part of a birthday party ... And where do we put them on, if not on a cake?"Kuririn thought about it, reached into the shelf, and took out a pack of three green floating candles ..." Look ... how about that? It fits, doesn't it? I mean, water ... "Bulma was still amazed ... the bald head was really thinking too!" Great idea ... But better not green ... I hang on our house. How many do we actually need? ... Hey Son-Goku ... come on! "The one called came ... both arms full of food ... pounded." What is it, Bulma? "She rolled her eyes ..." After which tournament was the Piccolo thing again? With the old one ... "Son-Goku thought for a moment ..." I think ... the 22nd ... "And then he was on the way to the next shelf ... But Bulma was busy with arithmetic." Hm ... 19 ... 20 ... 21 ... 22! Then we need 22 candles. Hopefully we have a bowl at home that is big enough ... "-" Take the one in which Vegeta mixes his cereal in the morning ... "Both burst out laughing, and Goku dropped all his prey in shock ...
>>> 6 days before <<<
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"You want ... WHAT ?! And I should ..." Vegeta thought she had misheard ... A birthday ... sorry ... Hatching day party for the green baby ?! He hadn't heard anything stupid like that in a long time. "Yes Vegeta ... you should! And you will! Otherwise ... no food ... no G-room!" The argument went ... So he would join in this silly game. But when he heard WHAT task Bulma had chosen for him ... He was supposed to keep the green one through Capsule Corp. for so long. grind until everyone else would be ready ... and thus fine-tune the timing.
>>> 7 days before <<<
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The morning after Muten Roshi's birthday party ... Son-Goku woke up with a headache, as if Vegeta had used him as a sandbag ... his head. Vegeta thought he had sand in his head anyway ... at best.He opened his eyes ... wanted to sit up ... and slammed his head against the table. That, and the conversation between Gohan, Bulma, Kuririn and Dende, which sounded incredibly loud, gave him the rest ... he fell asleep again. So of course he missed the content of the conversation and only found out about Gohan's plan the next day ... Kuririn runs a hand over his eyes ... "Man, that was a wild celebration! I wouldn't have had the old man more likely ... "A venomous look from Bulma, which he didn't notice ... and her voice, which almost threw him off the sofa ..." Wild ?! You are to blame for that! "Dende watched Kuririn's reaction with interest. These people ... their behavior could be extremely exhilarating. "Bulma ... please ... speak more quietly ... my head ..." - "Then don't drink too much!" If it starts again ... he really didn't drink much. He couldn't afford to be a fighter either ... Only for special matters. Gohan ended this awkward discussion before it really started ... "Now everyone was celebrating their birthday ... even Vegeta. Right?"Bulma thought for a moment ..." Yes ... except for ... "Gohan looked at Dende ..." Except for you and Piccolo ... "-" If I have understood the meaning of this festival correctly, then will celebrating the day someone was born ... but we Namekians are not born. "That's right but ... At that moment a plan began to take shape in Gohan's head ..." Yes, I know ... you
Greetings!
For all English haters ... Actually it's called 'Happy BIRTH-day', but I didn't find that so fitting here ... 'hatch', by the way, means hatching / hatching ... And now you can guess who it is in the story goes ... ;-)
By the way ... the idea for this 'backwards story' came to me when I accidentally read an FF from the back, starting with the last chapter ...
Happy (?!) Hatchday ...
=================================
Target time: Thursday; 14:00 clock
>>> 15 minutes before <<<
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"Vegeta ... you're an idiot!" The Saiyajin stared at the Namek for a brief moment ... growled softly ... "Yeah, sure, green guy ... Now it's my fault! Who was so stupid, and pressed the button ?!"Well ... Piccolo couldn't really disagree, but ..." Oh yes ... and who said that I should press him ?! "-" Since when have you been doing what I say, cucumber ?! "Great atmosphere, great friendship ... because of! The two of them were once again exactly where they always ended up sooner or later when they had to do with each other. They were on the verge of pissing each other off ... Their situation was - if you looked at it soberly and put it very carefully - damn shitty ... Both of them were very enthusiastic. They were ... of course with their respective favorite interlocutor, the respective other ... in the express elevator of the Capsule Corp. Together with them there was another hellishly heavy box, which took up 80% of the available floor space. In other words: They stood on each other's feet ... "Ouch! The lower one was mine! If you didn't eat saiyans that much, you wouldn't weigh that much either!"-" Oh ... shut up! "Why the hell and in three devil names had he let himself be talked into such a damn shit ?! Vegeta seriously doubted his sanity ...
>>> 1.5 hours before <<<
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The whole mess had started, at least from Piccolo's point of view, actually when Bulma landed on the platform at Dende ... of course with her glider, because she couldn't fly herself. And she was looking for ... Piccolo. She didn't want to say what she wanted from him right away ... just said she needed the help of someone strong. At Piccolo's objection that she could also ask Vegeta ... or Son-Goku ... she said she had already asked the latter, but ChiChi would not have given him an exit ... At these words you could smile on Piccolos Seeing her face flit ... And Vegeta would help her, but she couldn't do it on her own ... and the smile was gone.Well, that could be something ... Help this woman ... And then together with Vegeta ... Cheers, meal! That damn good-naturedness he'd gotten used to ... at least he was going to help Bulma, but insisted on joining the Capsule Corp. himself. to fly ... and not in her glider. Bulma shrugged her shoulders ... why comfortable when it was exhausting ?! Understand one of these fighters! At least he would come with us, and nothing else was the aim of her visit ... Dende grinned as the glider and Piccolo disappeared on the horizon. His big conspecific could look forward to some surprises ...
>>> 7 hours before <<<
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"Good morning Vegeta ... you listen ..." Vegeta tried his best to ignore the babble ... in vain. Kind of depressing ... he could blow up entire mountains, even entire planets, if it mattered, but he couldn't beat this woman's voice.Bulma's organ even managed an elite Aiyajin ... Vegeta seriously wondered if his father, when he said a Saiyajin of his rank was invincible, had also thought of such women. He made the mistake of moaning loudly ... annoyed. Bulma heard this, interpreted it correctly, and hit him on the head with her fist, as she usually only did with Muten Roshi on certain occasions ... "Please listen to me when I talk to you!" Yes, of course ... Not much more interested, but calm, Vegeta looked around ... some packs of streamers on the kitchen table ... lots of inflated balloons in the living room ... But no green ones, although he had suggested ONLY use green ones. .. Why did they make all the fuss about the cucumber ?! A truly devilish grin flew over his face when he thought that the green guy would probably have even less fun with the whole theater than he had had himself ... Vegeta had at least been able to eat his cake.
>>> 20 hours before <<<
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"Everything so far?" Gohan was still standing in the spacious living room with the letters ... On the eve of the big day ... Bulma had agreed to let the party go on in her garden. Gohan hadn't seriously expected anything else either, since she had been enthusiastic about his idea from the start. Even if she had justified doubts about the attitude of the 'birthday boy' ... Oh well, she had even got Vegeta to enjoy his birthday party. His luck, as Gohan suspected ... Bulma had spent days converting the Saiyajins' calendar to the earthly calendar ... she would have plucked Vegeta and quartered if he hadn't enjoyed the party. Gohan believed, however, that Vegeta's change of heart regarding this action was less due to the celebration than to the rich buffet ... with food one apparently got every Saiyajin tame.
>>> 1 day before <<<
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Bulma and Kuririn stared at each other ... then looked at Goku ... and sighed. What devil had ridden them both to take him to the supermarket? In front of everyone ... but really everyone! ... He stopped at a shelf with food ... peeked greedily out of the laundry ... drooled ... and wanted to put the stuff in the car. The people looked at her so strangely ... really embarrassing! Bulma decided to ignore him and went to a shelf with candles ... "Hey Kuririn ... what do you mean ... light yellow, pink or light blue candles for the cake?" Kuririn thought for a moment ... "Well. .. I am of the opinion anyway that we should leave that with the cake ... he can't eat anyway. "Bulma looked a bit surprised ... actually the bald head was absolutely right ... how did she have that can only forget! "That's right ... but candles are part of a birthday party ... And where do we put them on, if not on a cake?"Kuririn thought about it, reached into the shelf, and took out a pack of three green floating candles ..." Look ... how about that? It fits, doesn't it? I mean, water ... "Bulma was still amazed ... the bald head was really thinking too!" Great idea ... But better not green ... I hang on our house. How many do we actually need? ... Hey Son-Goku ... come on! "The one called came ... both arms full of food ... pounded." What is it, Bulma? "She rolled her eyes ..." After which tournament was the Piccolo thing again? With the old one ... "Son-Goku thought for a moment ..." I think ... the 22nd ... "And then he was on the way to the next shelf ... But Bulma was busy with arithmetic." Hm ... 19 ... 20 ... 21 ... 22! Then we need 22 candles. Hopefully we have a bowl at home that is big enough ... "-" Take the one in which Vegeta mixes his cereal in the morning ... "Both burst out laughing, and Goku dropped all his prey in shock ...
>>> 6 days before <<<
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"You want ... WHAT ?! And I should ..." Vegeta thought she had misheard ... A birthday ... sorry ... Hatching day party for the green baby ?! He hadn't heard anything stupid like that in a long time. "Yes Vegeta ... you should! And you will! Otherwise ... no food ... no G-room!" The argument went ... So he would join in this silly game. But when he heard WHAT task Bulma had chosen for him ... He was supposed to keep the green one through Capsule Corp. for so long. grind until everyone else would be ready ... and thus fine-tune the timing.
>>> 7 days before <<<
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The morning after Muten Roshi's birthday party ... Son-Goku woke up with a headache, as if Vegeta had used him as a sandbag ... his head. Vegeta thought he had sand in his head anyway ... at best.He opened his eyes ... wanted to sit up ... and slammed his head against the table. That, and the conversation between Gohan, Bulma, Kuririn and Dende, which sounded incredibly loud, gave him the rest ... he fell asleep again. So of course he missed the content of the conversation and only found out about Gohan's plan the next day ... Kuririn runs a hand over his eyes ... "Man, that was a wild celebration! I wouldn't have had the old man more likely ... "A venomous look from Bulma, which he didn't notice ... and her voice, which almost threw him off the sofa ..." Wild ?! You are to blame for that! "Dende watched Kuririn's reaction with interest. These people ... their behavior could be extremely exhilarating. "Bulma ... please ... speak more quietly ... my head ..." - "Then don't drink too much!" If it starts again ... he really didn't drink much. He couldn't afford to be a fighter either ... Only for special matters. Gohan ended this awkward discussion before it really started ... "Now everyone was celebrating their birthday ... even Vegeta. Right?"Bulma thought for a moment ..." Yes ... except for ... "Gohan looked at Dende ..." Except for you and Piccolo ... "-" If I have understood the meaning of this festival correctly, then will celebrating the day someone was born ... but we Namekians are not born. "That's right but ... At that moment a plan began to take shape in Gohan's head ..." Yes, I know ... you