Translation
Fanfic: Piccolo und die Kindergärtnerin
Chapter: Piccolo and the kindergarten teacher
So this is my first FF and I hope you enjoy it. If not, I would be very happy to receive suggestions for improvement.
It was a fine morning in God's palace when the horror began for Piccolo. It all started so harmlessly. The night before, he and Dende had had a barbeceue for Dende's 18th birthday
to celebrate. An 18th birthday was not very important for a Namek because they could live up to 1000 years. But Chichi and Bulma, who loved birthday parties, insisted loudly that he celebrate it appropriately (and when Bulma and Chichi get together, it would be better to obey * g *) Everyone had come, and
because it was getting pretty late and not everyone was completely sober, it was decided to let everyone spend the night here. So far so good! But then two bloodcurdling screams tore the silence and woke Piccolo from his twilight sleep. At almost the same moment, Bulma and Videl rushed into his room.Piccolo you must help us! What happened? Well, Vegeta, Son-Goku, Son-Gohan and the others drank something over their thirst yesterday, Bulma sobbed. And, and now ...
Piccolo, who didn't drink alcohol, suspected they had alcohol poisoning or something like that.
But: And, and now Pan and Bra have no one to take them to kindergarten, because most of them are still asleep and probably won't get up before afternoon either, added Videl. Whaaas, and that's why you make such a riot
Then the two of them don't go to kindergarten for a day, it doesn't matter!
Yes, but today they are going on a trip and if they are not allowed to go with them they will cry all day.
And because you certainly don't want that, we thought you could maybe ...
You probably have a bird, I will not deign to bring 2 small, annoying brats to kindergarten.
When the two heard this, their mood suddenly changed from sad to angry.In that regard, Videl had gotten used to some of Chichi. And so the two of them had poor Piccolo by screaming so far within 5 minutes that he finally flew off with Pan and Bra by the hand. But that was just where the trouble began ...
That was the first part. If you like it I'll write a second one.
It was a fine morning in God's palace when the horror began for Piccolo. It all started so harmlessly. The night before, he and Dende had had a barbeceue for Dende's 18th birthday
to celebrate. An 18th birthday was not very important for a Namek because they could live up to 1000 years. But Chichi and Bulma, who loved birthday parties, insisted loudly that he celebrate it appropriately (and when Bulma and Chichi get together, it would be better to obey * g *) Everyone had come, and
because it was getting pretty late and not everyone was completely sober, it was decided to let everyone spend the night here. So far so good! But then two bloodcurdling screams tore the silence and woke Piccolo from his twilight sleep. At almost the same moment, Bulma and Videl rushed into his room.Piccolo you must help us! What happened? Well, Vegeta, Son-Goku, Son-Gohan and the others drank something over their thirst yesterday, Bulma sobbed. And, and now ...
Piccolo, who didn't drink alcohol, suspected they had alcohol poisoning or something like that.
But: And, and now Pan and Bra have no one to take them to kindergarten, because most of them are still asleep and probably won't get up before afternoon either, added Videl. Whaaas, and that's why you make such a riot
Then the two of them don't go to kindergarten for a day, it doesn't matter!
Yes, but today they are going on a trip and if they are not allowed to go with them they will cry all day.
And because you certainly don't want that, we thought you could maybe ...
You probably have a bird, I will not deign to bring 2 small, annoying brats to kindergarten.
When the two heard this, their mood suddenly changed from sad to angry.In that regard, Videl had gotten used to some of Chichi. And so the two of them had poor Piccolo by screaming so far within 5 minutes that he finally flew off with Pan and Bra by the hand. But that was just where the trouble began ...
That was the first part. If you like it I'll write a second one.