Hello @ all! I was actually hoping to get a couple of commies, but amn can't imagine much of the few lines I've written, so I went on quickly and hope to get a few comments then. Please write some, otherwise it won't be fun to continue writing!




So now it goes on!




Chichi hadn't slept very well that night and would probably be in a (still) bad mood the next day (than usual! * G *). She woke up with a headache and got heartburn after choking down two aspirins with grapefruit juice for making it one of those I-hate-my-life-days again by tripping over one of Son Goku's at least ten pairs of iron-shod boots and breaking a fingernail, burning her tongue on her morning tea, discovered an ant trail in the cupboard under the sink, eliminated the animals with a can of bug spray, removed the traces of the carnage with a napkin and solemnly sank the remains in the toilet.She wanted company, but Son Goku and Son Goten must have left early in the morning to continue their training, which Son Goku saw as fulfillment. Why did men always have to pound each other? She spent the next three hours ironing Son Goku's innumerable combat suits, although she knew that the next day she would either see them torn, burned, bloodstained or mutilated and it was largely useless to struggle with them, but she did it anyway. After she had neatly put the smoothly ironed things in the cupboard, she set to lunch, because at least it was worth it. After training, Goten and Goku always played the half-starved Sajajins and stuffed themselves with whatever Chichi put on the table. The two of them weren't long in coming, because after all, a full half day without food was unthinkable!The door swung open and Son Goten and his father came in. Her things were totally filthy, dusty and sweaty. Chichi`s smile at the reception froze to ice immediately, she narrowed her eyes to narrow slits and was just about to conjure up one of her dreaded fits of rage when Goku said: "Hello, my darling! What are you conjuring up delicious, that smells wonderful!" Goku noticed the countdown before the total explosion and had decided to cool it down again by praising her cooking skills. Thank god that worked and Chichi relaxed a bit. "Put the dirty things back there and take a shower first! The way you look you won't get a crumb from me!", She hissed. "Sure mom, we're already on our way!" Called Son Goten and quickly went into the room next door. "That was a hairpin!" He said to his father, who had followed him. "Indeed!", Goku agreed.


Half an hour later Chichi had finished the meal and the two Sajajins couldn't wait any longer.They sat on the floor and waited for Chichi to give the starting signal. And there he was! "Food is ready!", Chichi chirped and as soon as she had said it, the two had already run to their chairs. For the next five minutes everything went as it did every day: Goten and Goku fell on their filled plates and scooped up tons of fried rice. Chichi had once again made a huge portion of which there wasn't even a crumb left in a few minutes. When Son Goku was finished, he glanced at Chichi's portion again. "Don't you dare!" She shouted. She was about to get upset again about Goku's impossible table manners when the phone rang. The Sajajins were so busy gazing at their waist size that Chichi snarled out of the chair after the 10th ring and picked up the phone. A little irritated, she pressed a "yes" between her teeth and was curious to see who actually had the nerve to disturb her at lunch."Hello Chichi, it's me!" Replied a very cheerful Bulma. "Oh it's you, Bulma! It's nice that you call me again!", Chichi said happily, her sourness was blown away. Even if you didn't believe it, Bulma and Chichi got along brilliantly when they weren't arguing about who had the better husband. After we had exchanged news for about 10 minutes, Goku, who had approached Chichi's food unnoticed, let go of a loud burp, whereupon he earned an I-do-yourself-all look from his wife. Son Goku had pressed his hands over his mouth and his eyes got bigger and bigger. Son Goten couldn't stop laughing, so Chichi had to go into the next room to understand Bulma. "Oh, oh! That'll cause trouble, you can be prepared for something!", Son Goten laughed at his father.


This is where I stop for the time being. I hope you enjoy the beginning and keep reading it!



Ciao! KATTI