Hey I know I haven't written for a long time, but I didn't remember soooooo much about my last story, thought about it for a long time, I guess I'll keep writing it later when I can think of more about it. So I once thought I would write something halfway funny, I hope I succeeded, because I've gotten so serious lately.


Yes ... there is really nothing more to say ... read it and write a lot of clerks ...


YOU'RE WELCOME!!!


I live from clerks, so ... * g *


So stop the talk, read first :::




Briefs take a vacation




A big surprise




From the house of the C.C. came a loud smacking and slurping. Vegeta sat in front of a table on which a huge mountain of food was piled up, from which with every bite the Vegeta consumed became less and less.


Trunks was also sitting at the table and 'helped' his father to finish all the food (rather eat * g *).The two became faster and faster the less food was on the table, so that neither of them had to worry about getting less than the other.


Loud music rang out from the living room, suddenly a low moan, and then a loud crash; Bra zapped through the TV.


Suddenly the front door of the C.C. with a loud bang on the hinges, you could hear something soft, cloth-like being thrown on the floor and a loud roar: "MOM! DAD! BRA! IN THE KITCHEN TO VEGETA AND DRUNKS!", Bulma was there again, with a big surprise.


It was perfectly clear to Bulma from the time that Vegeta and Trunks were in the kitchen at this time, the two had their fixed meal times.


Mr and Mrs Briefs immediately went into the kitchen to do Bulma a favor and so she wouldn't have a fit of anger. Bra, however, continued to zap through the individual channels. Bulma could imagine that too, because she knew her family all too well.

A few seconds after Mr and Mrs Briefs, Bulma entered the kitchen, Bra dragged her behind him. Bulma opened her bright red shoulder bag, matching the even more bright yellow mini dress she was wearing today, pulled out a small stack of notebooks, a box for the capsules, and said: "So!", Wiping a corner with both hands the table. The food that was at this point flew to the floor and so Bulma had relieved a small corner of the table, which is why the table tilted strongly in the other direction. She put the pile of staples and the capsule box on the free corner. "So," she said again, but continued immediately afterwards. "We're going on vacation!", She announced and proudly looked around.


Everyone except Vegeta seemed happy. "I can't ..." he was just starting, but Bulma cut him off. "You will come with me too. The whole vacation will NOT be trained, don’t get any hope, I’ll switch off the gravity room or destroy it.You come with me and that's that! ", Bulma shouted and after the roof of the C.C. had fallen back onto the walls of the house, she heard Bra ask:" How many stars does the hotel have? " "Hotel? Are you crazy? No, we are camping! I made a great caravan, here, look! "replied Bulma, popping a capsule.


After a loud "boom" there was a snow-white caravan, right on the table ... and on the food. Bra went in. "Where's the shower, the bathtub, the toilet? And why are these only four beds?" She screamed in horror. Vegeta looked alternately at Bulma and then at the food with open mouth. He was close to ticking off, but Bulma put her arms around his shoulder from behind and leaned against him, saying: "We shower and go to the toilet like everyone else on the campsite, there are washrooms!" " Mama, that won't work! I'm catching another disease! "Bra snapped. "And to come back to your other question ...", Bulma continued unmoved, "You and Trunks, you sleep in tents!

Bulma looked at Bra's horrified face, which had long since come out of the trailer, and grinned as she put the trailer back into the capsule and threw two more capsules on the ground, which resulted in two tents, together they were the size of the trailer.


Vegeta came out from under a tent puffing, he wanted to save his food, but he hadn't succeeded. Before he could say anything, Bulma explained: "The red one is yours and the blue belongs to Trunks! They are already set up, go inside.", Bulma asked her children, always keeping an eye on Bra, who was already close It was my turn to call Pan or Marron to get shelter with one of them.


Trunks came out of his tent beaming. "Great," was all he said. Bra was also satisfied, she no longer complained, if only for the reason that Bulma always achieved everything she had set in mind.


"Then I have to buy some beach gear!", called Bra and immediately turned to her mother:" May I go shopping with Pan and Marron? "" Sure, but don't forget to buy hiking gear, remember, there are mountains too. Here, my credit card! ", Bulma said, still a bit skeptical, but still friendly. Grinning, Bra put the credit card into the wide of her light blue capri pants, adjusted her white, skin-tight T-shirt for a moment and went to the phone.


The calls to her friends were done quickly, Bra went outside and threw up a capsule, which resulted in a motorcycle. She sat down on the dark red leather and dashed off to the city center, where she wanted to meet her friends.




When she reached the meeting point of the three, a fountain in the park, Pan was already there, leaning against the cold marble. Up in the sky the little pink plane that belonged to Marron could already be seen.


When all three were together, after a short "hello" we went straight to the city center.

Bra was the world champion in shopping and was very picky. Pan was the complete opposite, but she mostly only bought things that didn't break that quickly and were comfortable. Marron hung right between the two: their clothes had to be comfortable, chic and sporty. So the three with the most diverse thoughts and the most diverse tastes had already disappeared in the first shop.




Vegeta was training hard in the meantime, he still stank on vacation, but the worst part was that Bulma had strictly forbidden him and Trunks to fight, fly, or do anything else with their powers, what was no problem for Trunks, not in the least.


He sat at his desk in his room and made blueprints. Bulma chatted with her mother over a cup of coffee in the kitchen and Mr Briefs fed his beloved animals, who would soon be under ChiChi's care.


Vegeta hadn't calmed down for a long time.He wanted to take out his anger on Trunks, but he had just flown into town because of an errand for Bulma. Without further ado, Vegeta flew to Goku.


When he got to the little house, Vegeta increased his ki for a short moment, turned it off again and waited. Nothing happened, everything remained quiet, only a faint clatter that sounded like dishes could be heard, then an engine noise.


Vegeta looked around and saw a car driving directly into the house, at the wheel was a woman with long, curly, red hair, between which isolated, golden strands shone, light blue eyes and an angry look. Shortly before the house the girl stepped on the brakes, there was a loud squeak and a millimeter from the white wall the car came to a standstill.


"SON GOTEN! COME OUT IF YOU DARE!" The girl shouted out loud. The door opened and ChiChi stepped out. "Ah, Salrine! Unfortunately Son Goten is still with Esse ...", ChiChi greeted her, but Salrine was screaming again.“HE SHOULD COME HERE!” Vegeta grinned, this is sure to cause trouble and indeed.


ChiChi stood up in front of the redhead and yelled: DON'T SHOUT THIS THAT! ONLY ME CAN ON THE PROPERTY! "Vegeta was grinning more and more until he suddenly turned around.


Then Goten climbed out of the window, who made sure with a look behind his shoulder that no one had seen him, but when he turned around again, Vegeta was already standing in front of him. "They are looking for you!", He said with a grin that made him look like a white frog, he grabbed Goten under the armpits, picked him up and flew with the wriggling Goten to ChiChi and Salrine.


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