To be honest, I have to admit that I wanted to load this part tonight but unfortunately it didn't work, so I left that and write the 8th part, I'll be finished soon - so you can see - I was pretty diligent!


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Out of this world 7


"Vegeta, you obviously want me to have a heart attack. Congratulations, you almost got there!"


"I always keep my promises," - he assured me.


"Well, fain" - I mumbled softly to myself, "And who would cook your meal for you if I had passed over on the spot?" - I asked him ironically, filled a glass with milk and put it on the Table next to my rolls.


"Do you think I would not be able to make dinner myself?"- Vegeta asked, amused, and emptied MY glass of milk with a sip." When I was under Frezza, I had to do it every day, after every battle for at least


50-70 fighters cook. You should have been there when I ran out of supplies because that wolverine Dodoria ... ", suddenly he stared at me. I sat at the table, right in front of him and listened attentively when he suddenly fell silent.


"That can't be true! That's Trunks! It's definitely his aura, I would recognize her even after 10 years!"


“So what? He's probably returned from Goten.” Suddenly everything became clear to me. "What is he doing here? He must have destroyed the cyborgs and Cell by now!"


Vegeta gave me a look. "You seem to have quickly copied what drink this is about. I would not have expected that from you!" - And without waiting for my answer, he flew quickly out of the window into the night.

"Wait, Vegeta!" - I also ran to the window, climbed onto the window sill and jumped down into the garden. Somewhere between the trees I could hear Vegeta talking. Should i go to him? Ah what the heck! I walked up to the speakers and had to realize, amazingly, that I could only recognize one of them and that was Vegeta. The other was at least 2 heads taller than Vegeta. The only thing I could tell from Vegeta's son was his fair purple hair, which he wore in a ponytail. And black leather jacket with the logo of the CC. Otherwise ...


"Vegeta, this is really important! I really need to talk to Son Goku about it."


"Oh yes? And why not with your own father?"


"Simply because I need his momentary teleportation ability."


"And what do you need it for?"


"Let's fly to Son Goku. I'll tell you everything on the way!"


"Do we have a few minutes?I didn't eat anything today. "


"And why not? It's already evening!"


"I would love to see your reaction if you had a guest like me today!"


"Is he so uncomfortable for you? Who is that?"


Of course I couldn't take it anymore! "If you think I stayed here voluntarily, your snooty highness, then you cut a lot!"


The FutureTrunks almost jumped up in horror! "Who is she?"


Vegeta rolled her eyes in boredom. "This is our guest. Trunks probably doesn't enjoy his mates from here enough, that's why he brought one from the other dimension!"


"May I start laughing?! Ha ha ha! That was very funny. And as far as the food is concerned, it is already ready and is on the stove, I would have served it on the table long ago if you hadn't jumped up like a tarantula and Wouldn't have run away! But so be it, I don't want to argue with you any longer.Better take your son out to dinner. The food would be enough for 2 SonGokus! "


This saying, which initially darkened Vegeta's face, made both of them laugh. I also had to suppress a smile as the idea of ​​a desperate SonGoku standing in front of a mountain of food and couldn't get a bite down was really hilarious.


"How does she know Goku from?" - Traunks asked Vegeta, who had just recovered from the fit of laughter.


"That is a long story."


"Let's go into the house." - I asked her- "It's getting cold."


When the three of us were sitting at the table and Trunks and Vegeta were shoveling in the food that I served them as promised, I carefully asked Trunks why he was arriving. Trunks had already finished eating and I handed him Bulma's cup, which I filled with coffee. "Do you like milk and sugar with it?" I asked him and grabbed the jug of milk.


"Just milk, thank you."I handed him the milk and sat down with them right away.


"Well, the reason I came here is -" he began. Almost against my will, I had to lower my eyes so as not to meet his gaze. Meina's eyes roamed over his muscular, scarred arms to his hand and fingers. They were strong and at the same time showed his noble descent, because his fingers were nice and long and ...


"... well and, since Piccolo is dead, the dragon balls are gone too."


"And you want to get a Namekian to take over the job as god and activate the dragon balls. Right?" - I got back to reality.


"Direct hit!"


"And you want to learn momentary teleportation from Son Goku so that you can travel to New Namek."


"Exactly." -Confirm my theory Trunks.


"Then let's go!" - shouted Vegeta - "It would be a good opportunity for a short combat training!"