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Fanfic: Das Erbe der Sajyajin (Teil 4)
Chapter: The Legacy of the Sajyajin (Part 4)
So here is part 4. I'm sorry it took so long, but I hope you enjoy this part. Of course, as always, I hope for a lot of comments.
On earth Vegeta just woke up or was woken up. Like every morning he had thrown his alarm clock on the wall, which was now a dent, and we fell asleep again. But today he did not sleep. Less than 5 seconds after he had pounded the alarm clock on the wall, Son-Gom entered the room and pulled the covers off him. "So, get up!" he said loudly and picked up the still sleepy boy with one hand. "Hey, I said you should get up, today you're going to write an English paper." He said, now a little calmer and shook the boy. “You overslept, the first lesson started half an hour ago.” He said then and waited for the reaction. Vegeta opened his eyes in shock and jumped out of the room. He transformed into an SSJ and washed up in a matter of seconds.Then he ate in the normal Sajyajin manner and only then looked at his watch. He paused in the middle of the movement. 'It's only half past six? '"It's only six thirty ????????" he then asked aloud and turned to his teacher. “You said that I overslept!” If looks could kill, Son-Gom would now have probably ended up in the afterlife and would have kept Son-Goku company, but because that didn't work, he just grinned at his student and then disappeared back into the world his room to meditate. In some ways Vegeta was like his father. If his pride was scratched, then he was in a bad mood all day. It was like that now. He had already been 'ripped off' that morning, and he didn't like that at all. "You get that back!" he promised his teacher, who no longer kept this promise. Then he turned and walked out of the house.
He was far too early, but he didn't care. At least that way he still had some time to memorize the vocabulary and to do the homework for which he had been too lazy the day before.
It was now half past eight and the other students were almost all there. As always, Vegeta had set himself apart from his classmates and was wondering what might happen at work when he was approached by a girl he had never seen before. "Uh, is that class 7d?" "Yes, why are you asking?" Vegeta asked in his typical school manner, then took another look at the girl. She was about his age, was quite short and dainty build, and had long black hair. Now she gave him a strange look and then answered the somewhat abrupt question: "Well, I ask, because I'm going to this class from today and what do you have?" Vegeta was laughing on the floor. "So ..." he pressed out between his teeth while laughing, "we're ... writing a job today ..." he laughed again, "you really chose a bad day to get in!" In the meantime he had stopped laughing and just grinned .An interesting change was going on in the girl's face. At first she looked shocked, then a little confused, and finally just angry. Her eyes narrowed to small slits and her mouth became a thin line. Vegeta was still grinning and wondering how she would react when she did something completely unexpected for him: She slapped him. Completely confused, Vegeta flew a few meters backwards until he was stopped by a wall that was now cracking. Startled, he looked at the weak-looking girl. She now had a frightened expression on her face and turned around to see if anyone had seen what she had done, nobody had, and so she went to Vegeta quickly, thinking that he might need medical help, when it was half hanging in the wall. "Uh, sorry, are you okay?" she asked worried and looked at Vegeta. He had recovered from his horror and climbed out of his hole, shook off the debris that clung to his clothes, and turned to the culprit."Are you crazy?" he asked his counterpart, who was now looking at him completely confused. The last one she did that was 10 weeks on intensive, which is why she and her parents had moved here in the first place, and he just got out of the hole. "Wh ... what. Why are you still alive?" Now it was Vegeta's turn to wonder, "Why I'm still alive? Does that mean that you thought I was dead after that flimsy blow? Not me, I'm the one Son of the prince of the Sajyajins, I don't die so easily! " he boasted of his parentage and gave her a superior grin when she glared at him again. “So, that was weak?” Her voice had a dangerous undertone, “If you really think you're that strong, then come to me after school, I live at 5. Hipressenstrasse.” Vegeta was unimpressed. "If you want to fight, then you better come to me, we will definitely have a lot more space. I live in the C.C." he said calmly and then went into the room where the paper was being written.
The rest of the day passed without any special incidents, Vegeta and the new girl, who by the way was called Fini, kept giving each other dangerous looks, but on the flight home Vegeta had already forgotten the girl. Like his father before him, he only thought of training. He really wanted to break the line to become a two-time SSJ, and he still had to train a lot. If his father had noticed, he would have been very proud of him, but he was just lying in the afterlife on a planet with 10,000 times the gravitational pull of the earth passed out in a bed in which the natives had laid him. Everyone on the planet thought that he was going to die, everyone who had landed on this planet so far had perished from the high force of gravity. They didn't know how wrong they were.
On earth Vegeta just woke up or was woken up. Like every morning he had thrown his alarm clock on the wall, which was now a dent, and we fell asleep again. But today he did not sleep. Less than 5 seconds after he had pounded the alarm clock on the wall, Son-Gom entered the room and pulled the covers off him. "So, get up!" he said loudly and picked up the still sleepy boy with one hand. "Hey, I said you should get up, today you're going to write an English paper." He said, now a little calmer and shook the boy. “You overslept, the first lesson started half an hour ago.” He said then and waited for the reaction. Vegeta opened his eyes in shock and jumped out of the room. He transformed into an SSJ and washed up in a matter of seconds.Then he ate in the normal Sajyajin manner and only then looked at his watch. He paused in the middle of the movement. 'It's only half past six? '"It's only six thirty ????????" he then asked aloud and turned to his teacher. “You said that I overslept!” If looks could kill, Son-Gom would now have probably ended up in the afterlife and would have kept Son-Goku company, but because that didn't work, he just grinned at his student and then disappeared back into the world his room to meditate. In some ways Vegeta was like his father. If his pride was scratched, then he was in a bad mood all day. It was like that now. He had already been 'ripped off' that morning, and he didn't like that at all. "You get that back!" he promised his teacher, who no longer kept this promise. Then he turned and walked out of the house.
He was far too early, but he didn't care. At least that way he still had some time to memorize the vocabulary and to do the homework for which he had been too lazy the day before.
It was now half past eight and the other students were almost all there. As always, Vegeta had set himself apart from his classmates and was wondering what might happen at work when he was approached by a girl he had never seen before. "Uh, is that class 7d?" "Yes, why are you asking?" Vegeta asked in his typical school manner, then took another look at the girl. She was about his age, was quite short and dainty build, and had long black hair. Now she gave him a strange look and then answered the somewhat abrupt question: "Well, I ask, because I'm going to this class from today and what do you have?" Vegeta was laughing on the floor. "So ..." he pressed out between his teeth while laughing, "we're ... writing a job today ..." he laughed again, "you really chose a bad day to get in!" In the meantime he had stopped laughing and just grinned .An interesting change was going on in the girl's face. At first she looked shocked, then a little confused, and finally just angry. Her eyes narrowed to small slits and her mouth became a thin line. Vegeta was still grinning and wondering how she would react when she did something completely unexpected for him: She slapped him. Completely confused, Vegeta flew a few meters backwards until he was stopped by a wall that was now cracking. Startled, he looked at the weak-looking girl. She now had a frightened expression on her face and turned around to see if anyone had seen what she had done, nobody had, and so she went to Vegeta quickly, thinking that he might need medical help, when it was half hanging in the wall. "Uh, sorry, are you okay?" she asked worried and looked at Vegeta. He had recovered from his horror and climbed out of his hole, shook off the debris that clung to his clothes, and turned to the culprit."Are you crazy?" he asked his counterpart, who was now looking at him completely confused. The last one she did that was 10 weeks on intensive, which is why she and her parents had moved here in the first place, and he just got out of the hole. "Wh ... what. Why are you still alive?" Now it was Vegeta's turn to wonder, "Why I'm still alive? Does that mean that you thought I was dead after that flimsy blow? Not me, I'm the one Son of the prince of the Sajyajins, I don't die so easily! " he boasted of his parentage and gave her a superior grin when she glared at him again. “So, that was weak?” Her voice had a dangerous undertone, “If you really think you're that strong, then come to me after school, I live at 5. Hipressenstrasse.” Vegeta was unimpressed. "If you want to fight, then you better come to me, we will definitely have a lot more space. I live in the C.C." he said calmly and then went into the room where the paper was being written.
The rest of the day passed without any special incidents, Vegeta and the new girl, who by the way was called Fini, kept giving each other dangerous looks, but on the flight home Vegeta had already forgotten the girl. Like his father before him, he only thought of training. He really wanted to break the line to become a two-time SSJ, and he still had to train a lot. If his father had noticed, he would have been very proud of him, but he was just lying in the afterlife on a planet with 10,000 times the gravitational pull of the earth passed out in a bed in which the natives had laid him. Everyone on the planet thought that he was going to die, everyone who had landed on this planet so far had perished from the high force of gravity. They didn't know how wrong they were.