Hello, how are you? I am really amazed that (based on what I know so far, maybe there have already been more ?!) 2 people have managed to muddle through this long story called Dark Angels! My applause ... and thanks again for the clerks!


Private Message:


@ Evil_N:


* clear your throat * Aaaalsoooo, the panopticon in Boo ... Veggie and Rotte (just fused apart) scurry around in Boo's body and meet a family (father and 2 sons) TAPWORMS !!! Well, somehow the critters are pretty oversized and have sharp teeth and hang around there in the colon or wherever! And the good veggie ... Hyahaha! He doesn't seem to have worms one way or the other ... Well, when one of the two little ones threatens to eat him (or something like that) --- * Panic face * * hide behind Kakarott * * Esta angry laugh * The face of the good guy was really ridiculous, honestly, Evil_N, you mustn’t miss the episode, do you hear ?!Well, since this episode I haven't missed an opportunity to torment Vegeta-sama with any tapeworm sentences! Höhöhö! Veggie? ARGHH! Away isser ... Yes, yes, as I said: Very brave, the prince! -_-!


@ SweetBulma:


I have no idea which one is today but only this one:


HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! (in retrospect, I guess ...)


@ Son Tiger:


Please * FF stop there * extra for you and extra with time travel!


@ Keratessa:


Cousins ​​have to stick together and ... damn it, you lame snail, finally keep writing!


@ ... uh ... Burdock, Brini, Kathi and of course Charleene!


@ Ice, Badgirl and ... you for reading my FF right now, thank you! ^ ______ ^


So, you could call that a dedication, but don't worry! Have fun with the following FF "April Fool's Day"!


And now the most important dedication of all:


@ MY CUSIN BECAUSE HE HAS NEVER READ ANY BOOK.MAYBE HE WILL READ THIS SOME TIME, THE DEPP, AND THEN HE CAN SAY TO HIMSELF: SHE WRITTEN THIS ONLY FOR ME. And then maybe the words come: cousin, you are the greatest! * sigh * Isn't dreaming something beautiful ... (Tess, I mean my cousin ... not your brother, Kapisch?)


Just a quick question before I finally get started here: Has anyone ever found the homepage of a certain Mr. Oliver Siebeck? Yes? Then tell me, PLEASE !!! * look pleadingly *




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APRIL JERK


of tarragon




"Vegeta?"


No Answer.


"Vegeta ?!"


Silence.


"VEGETA!"


Nothing; just empty, meaningful silence.


"Vegeta, you ass, come out, I'll find you ... Someday ... AND THEN I WILL NOT COOK YOUR LIFE!"


Even this worst of all threats seemed to have no effect that day.No food -


The most horrific idea for the prince that ever existed and yet ... Bulma could search where and how she wanted, she did not even see the tip of the Saiya-jin's nose. But not only he seemed to have disappeared - Trunks and 14-year-old Bra did not appear anywhere either.


Resigned, Bulma sank into one of the large armchairs of the CC. It was freaking out. Sure, Vegeta had hinted at an April Fool's joke for Kakarott, but apart from the phone there seemed to be no life at Son's house. So the thing rang and rang and rang and finally the answering machine started.


It was April 10th, 30th, April 1st - Joke Day. 'Well, and my sweet veggie is probably making great use of it today! Bulma trudged through the assembly halls of the CC, grumbling and cursing, still believing that he would somehow track down her husband. Again and again she sent violent prayers to heaven, to Dende. Let him burn in hell - pretty much everything that came to mind right now, hell.

Suddenly she stopped. A large white cloth lay carelessly tossed to one side on one of the platforms. Bulma began to take a closer look. The usual geometric crest of the CC, the small plaque with the name of the machine ... Seconds later, an angry scream echoed through the assembly halls. "I - KILL - HIM !!! WHO WILL HELP ME ?!"




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The atmosphere in the narrow halls was somewhat dejected, people and other living beings stood close together and talked quietly. Son-Goku chatted happily with Kuririn, Yamcha and Tenshinhan, they all showed up on time, just him, he was late again. Even though he hadn't seen his friends for three years - cheek to be late.


In front of the building there was a slightly different mood, joy, tension, exuberance. People crowded against the parapet, nobody wanted to miss the first fight, under no circumstances was anyone allowed to push their way.There was movement in the back rows, people backed away in horror when suddenly a blonde girl appeared and waved her rifle in the air as if wildly. A couple of shots rang out, target achieved. The no group consisting of two women, an elderly man, a flying cat and a pig walked comfortably up to the parapet. But do not stop at this excitement. Almost next to the five, two more spectators settled in shortly afterwards - and not entirely unspectacular. Instead of appearing on foot like everyone else, these two weird chickens simply dropped from the sky. Or rather, they didn't fall, they flew and landed unerringly next to the small group.


For a long time there was tense silence between the two parties. Finally one of the two women spoke up. She was blue-haired, but already during the first sentence it became clear to all bystanders that one should not necessarily approach this woman.Her voice was aggressive and had quite a temper. A bitch ... mind you, a pretty bitch.


"Hey you, who are you, why can you fly?"


The young man looked at her a little confused. How could he fly? What kind of question should that be? He has always been able to do that, since childhood. Wasn't that normal among fighters? A little interested, he looked at her features. Suddenly the expressionless expression turned into a mischievous grin, as if he had discovered something unexpected. Still, he left it at his silence.


Instead of answering her, he whispered something in the ear of the girl who had arrived at the same time as him.


That was enough, that was too much! "What's that supposed to mean? If you have something to say, say it out loud! Do you even know who is standing in front of you? I am ..."


"Bulma Briefs personally, the daughter of the brilliant Dr. Briefs who invented the Hoi-Poi capsules ... Believe it or not, I know!"

Bulma stared at the little girl in disbelief. She wore a complete look in red: top, mini skirt, gloves, patent leather boots and headband. In contrast to the rather shrill clothes were eyes and hair: Azure blue, just like Bulma herself. If she hadn't known better, Bulma would have sworn that her own daughter was standing in front of her and grinning cheekily at her. Confused, she shook her head.


“May we introduce us?” The young man with the strange hair color - violet - playfully indicated a small bow. Bulma couldn't help but ... even though she knew the guy was pulling the show off to fool her, she blushed, but just a little. Suddenly she winced.


"Hey ... that's the Capsule Corporation logo - are you one of our employees?"


Gossip. There it landed, the palm of the hand ... on the boy's forehead. 'It never changes either. Father said she said the same thing when my former self came from the future to warn her about the cyborgs ... Yes, yes, Bulma remains Bulma!(Whether Mingues or anyone else ... The result remains the same ^ __ ^) `


"Well tell me! Yes or no!"


'Does it just seem like that to me, or is it actually starting to annoy me? `


The boy cleared his throat. "So my name is Esohka and this next to me is my little sister, Bahses, delighted!"




>> Flashback <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<




"What's your name?"


"Ve -"


“Veb!” Vegeta stared at his son in disbelief for a moment. What was that now again? Why Veb?


"With W - Like the World Wide Web?"


“Nah, with V, you idiot!” The pen scratched the paper. The gentleman behind the counter shook hands with the prince (although of course he couldn't have known it was one of them). "Okay, Mister Veb, then you can go to the pre-match hall now, it will certainly start soon."


Without losing another word, "Veb" turned around, pulled the boy who had just been chatting so brazenly with him and disappeared again into the crowd.

A good five minutes later, in a small gutter in the city:


"What was that about Trunks? Why should I register under 'Veb' - fucking name!"


Trunks took a breath and started to answer, but the attempt remained, because this time it was Bra who cheekily cut him off.


"It's logical, dad. Imagine if you had signed up here under Vegeta ... That would have caused quite a stir if a guy suddenly appeared in 6 years with exactly that name and pitifully against Goku loses! Even the most stupid idiots would ask themselves if something is wrong! "


A low growl came from Vegeta's throat. He really hadn't lost that miserably! "And also -"


"Good, I get it. So from now on, my name is Veb and I will - by the way, beat Kakrott - and what about you guys?" Trunks thought for a moment. It couldn't always be that his little sister was faster than him!"I'm ... Esohka and Bra is ... Vegata with immediate effect!"


"Hey!", Bra protested, "I don't want that junk name! I would much prefer Bahses!" Vegeta sighed. These siblings could get really annoying when they argued again.


"Okay, okay, I'm Veb, I'm taking part in this tournament and my two DEAR CHILDREN are called Esohka and Bahses. All right!"


"Why do you