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Fanfic: Pan/Oob - A FRIEND... (13)
Chapter: Pan / Oob - A FRIEND ... (13)
*** I know, again `suppi briefly, but as I said, I can't take that long at the moment .... See you soon. P. ***
'I hate you,' thought Oob, as he let himself fall on his bed, exhausted from the fast flight, 'I hate what you do to me. I hate your games. I hate what you make me do I hate myself! Pan ... why? Why is everything so difficult? It always sounds so simple. I always thought love was mutual, but I guess I was wrong. I could have you Pan if I wanted to. But for that I would have to kill Son Goku. How could I? Then I would have you and with you forever the certainty that I killed your grandpa. Is there no other way? Couldn't I wish the Dragonballs would make you love me? No, I do not think so. But ... THAT'S IT !!! It wouldn't be a bad thing if I killed Goku. We could revive him at any time ... "
It was still dead quiet in the Son family house. Son Goku and Chi-chi were still sleeping and Son
Goten had stayed at Trunks. 'Perfect,' thought Oob and crept into the kitchen.
"Goku! Chi-chi! Breakfast is ready!", Called the mohawk in the direction of the bedroom. Less than a minute later, a wide awake and squeaky happy Son Goku was sitting at the kitchen table and looking at what he was going to devour in the next half minute. "Tell me, Oob," he then asked, "It's my birthday today or why ..." - "I just wanted to make you happy", Oob interrupted him. "That will probably still be allowed!"
'Oh, Dende, I hope he doesn't notice anything,' Oob pleaded in silence. 'It's good that Chi-chi is still asleep. She would be suspicious again ... '
Son Goku didn't seem to notice anything and happily beat his breakfast down. He didn't notice anything about the poison in his coffee ... at least not yet.
'I hate you,' thought Oob, as he let himself fall on his bed, exhausted from the fast flight, 'I hate what you do to me. I hate your games. I hate what you make me do I hate myself! Pan ... why? Why is everything so difficult? It always sounds so simple. I always thought love was mutual, but I guess I was wrong. I could have you Pan if I wanted to. But for that I would have to kill Son Goku. How could I? Then I would have you and with you forever the certainty that I killed your grandpa. Is there no other way? Couldn't I wish the Dragonballs would make you love me? No, I do not think so. But ... THAT'S IT !!! It wouldn't be a bad thing if I killed Goku. We could revive him at any time ... "
It was still dead quiet in the Son family house. Son Goku and Chi-chi were still sleeping and Son
Goten had stayed at Trunks. 'Perfect,' thought Oob and crept into the kitchen.
"Goku! Chi-chi! Breakfast is ready!", Called the mohawk in the direction of the bedroom. Less than a minute later, a wide awake and squeaky happy Son Goku was sitting at the kitchen table and looking at what he was going to devour in the next half minute. "Tell me, Oob," he then asked, "It's my birthday today or why ..." - "I just wanted to make you happy", Oob interrupted him. "That will probably still be allowed!"
'Oh, Dende, I hope he doesn't notice anything,' Oob pleaded in silence. 'It's good that Chi-chi is still asleep. She would be suspicious again ... '
Son Goku didn't seem to notice anything and happily beat his breakfast down. He didn't notice anything about the poison in his coffee ... at least not yet.