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Fanfic: Tears of Blood and enjoyment part 4
Chapter: Tears of Blood and enjoyment part 4
The next century begins!
He slowly went into the kitchen, where the light was on, obviously the power failure had been repaired. Bulma stood in front of the open one and took out a cake, the same as yesterday as Vegeta noticed.
Smiling, she turned around and put the cake on the table, then turned away again to hang the baking gloves away. She sang in anticipation and danced around. She hadn't noticed Vegeta standing in the doorway yet.
"lalalalaaa, lalalalaaaaa, always Coka-Cola! Lalalaalllaaaa… .. dancn 'in the moonlight…." a madley of many different songs that went through her head made for a bigger and bigger grin on Vegeta's face.
"Onna!"
Scared, Bulma spun around, hurled the bowl of hot and liquid chocolate at him in shock and cried out loudly. Luckily Vegeta noticed the unwanted bullet and dodged his head to the side, but somehow the bowl wanted to hit him, because at that very moment she chose to change course, which meant that Vegeta hit the bowl and it was full of chocolate from top to bottom.
Maunz was able to save himself in Veggi's elbow just in time and now began to lick the chocolate that ran down his arm.
With a deathly look he stared at Bulma, who couldn't decide at the moment whether she should laugh or look guiltily, that's why her guilty face looked fake because she was grinning fat.
"O.N.N.A! What was that supposed to mean?" he hissed.
"That wasn't on purpose! Affect action!" she giggled slightly when she saw how Maunz had meanwhile climbed on the prince's shoulder and now began to lick that shoulder on the owner's cheek in order to lick the sweet delicacy there too.
Vegeta growled, trying to scare the cat away with it, but Maunz drove on undeterred. "Get down there!" he said, grabbed Maunz by the neck and set her down on the floor. There she purred and wriggled herself against Vegeta's legs and showed him how much she loved him.
"And how do I get that stuff away again?" he asked Bulma annoyed.
She smiled and answered almost childishly. "Well, how mew!"
He looked at her questioningly, whereupon she approached him and licked the other cheek. "Wh ..." Vegeta didn't know what to do. In a matter of seconds his confidence was gone. On the one hand, he somehow liked it…. ~ No! He didn't like it at all! ... not a tiny bit ... !? NO! ... but it feels good ... No! .... but ... NO-ENN! ... and the nice feeling? OUT!!!! ~ He jerked her away. "Stop it!"
Bulma looked into the now somewhat angry face. Hadn't she just heard a purr from his throat? Didn't he like it !? But why did he let it go first? Hadn't he noticed that he had liked it himself?
With the words "I shower" he went out of the room and left behind a confused blue-haired woman.
The hot wet pearls on his body and finally let him relax a bit.He even dared to lower the telepathic bar, which he usually carefully set up, a little. His mental tension also eased and he had peace and relaxation.
The splashing of the water made him dream, think of better times ... ..
"Prince!?" called a warm friendly, but at the same time worried men voice through the palace on Vegeta-sei. "Where are you? The buffet is about to be served and your father wishes you to be present at the banquet!" The palace guard, who had always had to look for the prince, wanted to turn away with drooping head when he heard a growling noise. Clearly from the large and heavy cupboard here in the hallway.
With a grin, the man with the scar on his cheek crept onto the antique furniture and opened the door with a jerk.
An astonished and frightened squeak at the same time came from the opening.
"Your Majesty! You are a prince! It is under your dignity to hide!"“Said the man somewhat reproachfully.” Your father also wishes you to appear at the banquet! Freezer is here and the king wants to show you all his pride! "
"Yes, Bardock! I know! But I've already heard so much about this ... lizard!" replied the boy, who climbed out of the closet, his hair sticking up like flames.
Bardock sighed. "Better not speak so derogatory in Freezers today! He's powerful!"
"Bardock !?" The man looked at the boy questioningly. “How many times have I asked you to do me !?” the boy asked reprovingly.
With an apologetic grin, he replied: "Sorry, Vegeta! When I'm in front of others I have to tell you again and then I forget to ask again!"
"It's okay! But now take me to the frostbite!"
They walked along the corridors, ever further, towards the place where the most terrible ruler is now sitting and drinking the wine with a smug smile.
A loud knock interrupted his memories and he looked at the door. His glance glanced at the window and showed him that it was already night.
"Vegeta! It's not good to take a shower that long! Two hours are just too much! And besides, I want to go in again ... and preferably in this century!" he already heard Bulma's voice.
Suddenly he grinned, got out of the shower after he had turned off the water, wrapped a towel around himself and walked to the door, which he then opened and saw a sour Bulma. She wanted to go through to the bathroom, but was heard. "what's the time?" Vegeta asked calmly.
She looked briefly at her watch. "11:13 p.m., why?"
"10… 9… 8… 7..6..5..4..3..2..1… 0 So, you haven't made it to the bathroom this century!" he grinned broadly at her.
She looked at him gaga. "Huh !?"
"According to the Creole calendar, a new century has dawned!^^ "he explained in a good mood. (Now my PC clock shows exactly 00:00! ^^ Somehow suitable! A new day begins! * Prays in front of the sun god altar *)
Almost laughing, the Sayajin went into his room.
Bulma stared after him, fascinated on the one hand, and doubtful on the other. Fascinated because he knew that. Doubting the prince's mind, who pointed out to her that, according to the chronology of a race unknown to her, she had not made it to the bathroom before the turn of the century.
He slowly went into the kitchen, where the light was on, obviously the power failure had been repaired. Bulma stood in front of the open one and took out a cake, the same as yesterday as Vegeta noticed.
Smiling, she turned around and put the cake on the table, then turned away again to hang the baking gloves away. She sang in anticipation and danced around. She hadn't noticed Vegeta standing in the doorway yet.
"lalalalaaa, lalalalaaaaa, always Coka-Cola! Lalalaalllaaaa… .. dancn 'in the moonlight…." a madley of many different songs that went through her head made for a bigger and bigger grin on Vegeta's face.
"Onna!"
Scared, Bulma spun around, hurled the bowl of hot and liquid chocolate at him in shock and cried out loudly. Luckily Vegeta noticed the unwanted bullet and dodged his head to the side, but somehow the bowl wanted to hit him, because at that very moment she chose to change course, which meant that Vegeta hit the bowl and it was full of chocolate from top to bottom.
Maunz was able to save himself in Veggi's elbow just in time and now began to lick the chocolate that ran down his arm.
With a deathly look he stared at Bulma, who couldn't decide at the moment whether she should laugh or look guiltily, that's why her guilty face looked fake because she was grinning fat.
"O.N.N.A! What was that supposed to mean?" he hissed.
"That wasn't on purpose! Affect action!" she giggled slightly when she saw how Maunz had meanwhile climbed on the prince's shoulder and now began to lick that shoulder on the owner's cheek in order to lick the sweet delicacy there too.
Vegeta growled, trying to scare the cat away with it, but Maunz drove on undeterred. "Get down there!" he said, grabbed Maunz by the neck and set her down on the floor. There she purred and wriggled herself against Vegeta's legs and showed him how much she loved him.
"And how do I get that stuff away again?" he asked Bulma annoyed.
She smiled and answered almost childishly. "Well, how mew!"
He looked at her questioningly, whereupon she approached him and licked the other cheek. "Wh ..." Vegeta didn't know what to do. In a matter of seconds his confidence was gone. On the one hand, he somehow liked it…. ~ No! He didn't like it at all! ... not a tiny bit ... !? NO! ... but it feels good ... No! .... but ... NO-ENN! ... and the nice feeling? OUT!!!! ~ He jerked her away. "Stop it!"
Bulma looked into the now somewhat angry face. Hadn't she just heard a purr from his throat? Didn't he like it !? But why did he let it go first? Hadn't he noticed that he had liked it himself?
With the words "I shower" he went out of the room and left behind a confused blue-haired woman.
The hot wet pearls on his body and finally let him relax a bit.He even dared to lower the telepathic bar, which he usually carefully set up, a little. His mental tension also eased and he had peace and relaxation.
The splashing of the water made him dream, think of better times ... ..
"Prince!?" called a warm friendly, but at the same time worried men voice through the palace on Vegeta-sei. "Where are you? The buffet is about to be served and your father wishes you to be present at the banquet!" The palace guard, who had always had to look for the prince, wanted to turn away with drooping head when he heard a growling noise. Clearly from the large and heavy cupboard here in the hallway.
With a grin, the man with the scar on his cheek crept onto the antique furniture and opened the door with a jerk.
An astonished and frightened squeak at the same time came from the opening.
"Your Majesty! You are a prince! It is under your dignity to hide!"“Said the man somewhat reproachfully.” Your father also wishes you to appear at the banquet! Freezer is here and the king wants to show you all his pride! "
"Yes, Bardock! I know! But I've already heard so much about this ... lizard!" replied the boy, who climbed out of the closet, his hair sticking up like flames.
Bardock sighed. "Better not speak so derogatory in Freezers today! He's powerful!"
"Bardock !?" The man looked at the boy questioningly. “How many times have I asked you to do me !?” the boy asked reprovingly.
With an apologetic grin, he replied: "Sorry, Vegeta! When I'm in front of others I have to tell you again and then I forget to ask again!"
"It's okay! But now take me to the frostbite!"
They walked along the corridors, ever further, towards the place where the most terrible ruler is now sitting and drinking the wine with a smug smile.
A loud knock interrupted his memories and he looked at the door. His glance glanced at the window and showed him that it was already night.
"Vegeta! It's not good to take a shower that long! Two hours are just too much! And besides, I want to go in again ... and preferably in this century!" he already heard Bulma's voice.
Suddenly he grinned, got out of the shower after he had turned off the water, wrapped a towel around himself and walked to the door, which he then opened and saw a sour Bulma. She wanted to go through to the bathroom, but was heard. "what's the time?" Vegeta asked calmly.
She looked briefly at her watch. "11:13 p.m., why?"
"10… 9… 8… 7..6..5..4..3..2..1… 0 So, you haven't made it to the bathroom this century!" he grinned broadly at her.
She looked at him gaga. "Huh !?"
"According to the Creole calendar, a new century has dawned!^^ "he explained in a good mood. (Now my PC clock shows exactly 00:00! ^^ Somehow suitable! A new day begins! * Prays in front of the sun god altar *)
Almost laughing, the Sayajin went into his room.
Bulma stared after him, fascinated on the one hand, and doubtful on the other. Fascinated because he knew that. Doubting the prince's mind, who pointed out to her that, according to the chronology of a race unknown to her, she had not made it to the bathroom before the turn of the century.