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Fanfic: Drei Hochzeiten und eine Geburtsanzeige
Chapter: Three weddings and a birth announcement
Title: Three Weddings and a Birth Announcement
Part: 1. A wedding rarely comes alone
Author: MajinSakuko
Email: MajinSakuko @ yahoo. de
Beta reader: JamesMarsters15
Disclaimer: Nothing to me, Toriyama everything
Fandom: Dragonball
Pairing / Main-Chara: B / V, P / T, M / Gt, Mrs./Dr. Briefs
Rating: R
Genre / s: Romance, Humor, Lemon
Warning / s: OOC, AU
A / N: The age difference between M / Gt is slightly smaller than that between P / T.
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"Ohhhh! That's so romantic, Dad! Mom is really lucky to have you!" Bulma's eyes shone suspiciously and she squeezed her father's hands lovingly. If only Vegeta would come up with something nice ... of her own accord. But with this egomaniac who thinks completely in prefabricated channels and who, apart from training, food and the occasional - well, more than occasional - intersocial encounters, seemed to have nothing on his mind? That made you wonder why the two of them had come together in the first place and how they had endured it for so long.
"Yeah, but shhh!" Said Dr. Briefs his daughter, afraid that Bunny might snap up something prematurely. Contrary to her perpetual hollow-pear smile, she could be on her feet pretty quickly. Why else would Souichi have married her? "That should be our secret a little longer, right?"
"Sure," Bulma assured quickly, holding her right hand over her mouth. Of course, she couldn't take it long. "Oh, I can`t believe it!", She continued in a more moderate voice. "Another wedding! Seems like it's contagious now, doesn't it? You and Mom, Marron and Goten and ..."
"Who else?", Vegeta asked calmly and took a bottle of water from the refrigerator as quietly as he had entered the kitchen. Sometimes it was really scary that not even Maunz with her animal instincts could feel him approaching.
"Nobody else," Bulma replied, perhaps a little too quickly as she could read from Vegeta's suspiciously raised brow. Damn it.Why did this Saiyan smell a plot on every corner? Well, yes, it was a plot too, but not for the purpose of killing him. Vegeta should slowly give up his paranoia.
Maunz hissed at Vegeta indignantly and the hair on her back stood up as she stared intimidatingly at the Saiyajin to make it clear that this was her territory. Vegeta didn't even have to hiss back, one glance was enough for the cat to be rebuked again and, with its tail drawn in, to slip into the breast pocket of Dr. Briefs crept away. The professor watched with a frown, patted his frightened kitten, then got up from his chair. "I still have a lot to prepare, Bulma, see you ..."
When Souichi had left the kitchen, Vegeta turned to his mate. “Aren't they married already?” The meaning of marriage eluded his mind. Why should one make such a useless promise when more than half of these connections have been severed anyway?And then two more times?
"It's like a booster syringe," Bulma sighed softly, Vegeta losing some color at the word 'syringe'. "Like a renewed memory. A second wedding is something very romantic and not many people do that. A woman who gets another marriage proposal from her husband, to whom she has been married for years, can always be sure of her happiness and love be ... "
Vegeta deliberately ignored the allusion. When did she finally understand? "Then why does your father want-"
"You're in a good mood again today!" Bulma snorted and got up. Whenever they had a reasonably normal conversation, he had to end it prematurely with such a remark. "If you'll excuse me ..."
"Sit down again," Vegeta instructed her calmly and nodded to her chair.
"You can do me!" The scientist hissed and stomped out of the kitchen.
Vegeta looked after her with a grin as he sipped his water. She was so predictable. Though she had been trying really hard to be 'nicer' for a few days lately, as much as she could. With a shiver, Vegeta remembered how he discovered not so long ago that his son, Trunks, was dating this little brat named Pan. And that behind his back! This deviousness simply had to come from Bulma's side, because no matter what you thought of him, you couldn't say Saiyan no Ouji was treacherous or scheming!
His son, who would carry on the blue blood of the planet Vegeta, and the granddaughter of a third-class pseudo-superhero? Only over his corpse!
Yes, Vegeta had encouraged Trunks to look for a mate because it was the right time, but he must have mentioned the word "passable" in connection with "mate", and Pan, as a member of the Son clan, certainly wasn't .
Part: 1. A wedding rarely comes alone
Author: MajinSakuko
Email: MajinSakuko @ yahoo. de
Beta reader: JamesMarsters15
Disclaimer: Nothing to me, Toriyama everything
Fandom: Dragonball
Pairing / Main-Chara: B / V, P / T, M / Gt, Mrs./Dr. Briefs
Rating: R
Genre / s: Romance, Humor, Lemon
Warning / s: OOC, AU
A / N: The age difference between M / Gt is slightly smaller than that between P / T.
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"Ohhhh! That's so romantic, Dad! Mom is really lucky to have you!" Bulma's eyes shone suspiciously and she squeezed her father's hands lovingly. If only Vegeta would come up with something nice ... of her own accord. But with this egomaniac who thinks completely in prefabricated channels and who, apart from training, food and the occasional - well, more than occasional - intersocial encounters, seemed to have nothing on his mind? That made you wonder why the two of them had come together in the first place and how they had endured it for so long.
"Yeah, but shhh!" Said Dr. Briefs his daughter, afraid that Bunny might snap up something prematurely. Contrary to her perpetual hollow-pear smile, she could be on her feet pretty quickly. Why else would Souichi have married her? "That should be our secret a little longer, right?"
"Sure," Bulma assured quickly, holding her right hand over her mouth. Of course, she couldn't take it long. "Oh, I can`t believe it!", She continued in a more moderate voice. "Another wedding! Seems like it's contagious now, doesn't it? You and Mom, Marron and Goten and ..."
"Who else?", Vegeta asked calmly and took a bottle of water from the refrigerator as quietly as he had entered the kitchen. Sometimes it was really scary that not even Maunz with her animal instincts could feel him approaching.
"Nobody else," Bulma replied, perhaps a little too quickly as she could read from Vegeta's suspiciously raised brow. Damn it.Why did this Saiyan smell a plot on every corner? Well, yes, it was a plot too, but not for the purpose of killing him. Vegeta should slowly give up his paranoia.
Maunz hissed at Vegeta indignantly and the hair on her back stood up as she stared intimidatingly at the Saiyajin to make it clear that this was her territory. Vegeta didn't even have to hiss back, one glance was enough for the cat to be rebuked again and, with its tail drawn in, to slip into the breast pocket of Dr. Briefs crept away. The professor watched with a frown, patted his frightened kitten, then got up from his chair. "I still have a lot to prepare, Bulma, see you ..."
When Souichi had left the kitchen, Vegeta turned to his mate. “Aren't they married already?” The meaning of marriage eluded his mind. Why should one make such a useless promise when more than half of these connections have been severed anyway?And then two more times?
"It's like a booster syringe," Bulma sighed softly, Vegeta losing some color at the word 'syringe'. "Like a renewed memory. A second wedding is something very romantic and not many people do that. A woman who gets another marriage proposal from her husband, to whom she has been married for years, can always be sure of her happiness and love be ... "
Vegeta deliberately ignored the allusion. When did she finally understand? "Then why does your father want-"
"You're in a good mood again today!" Bulma snorted and got up. Whenever they had a reasonably normal conversation, he had to end it prematurely with such a remark. "If you'll excuse me ..."
"Sit down again," Vegeta instructed her calmly and nodded to her chair.
"You can do me!" The scientist hissed and stomped out of the kitchen.
Vegeta looked after her with a grin as he sipped his water. She was so predictable. Though she had been trying really hard to be 'nicer' for a few days lately, as much as she could. With a shiver, Vegeta remembered how he discovered not so long ago that his son, Trunks, was dating this little brat named Pan. And that behind his back! This deviousness simply had to come from Bulma's side, because no matter what you thought of him, you couldn't say Saiyan no Ouji was treacherous or scheming!
His son, who would carry on the blue blood of the planet Vegeta, and the granddaughter of a third-class pseudo-superhero? Only over his corpse!
Yes, Vegeta had encouraged Trunks to look for a mate because it was the right time, but he must have mentioned the word "passable" in connection with "mate", and Pan, as a member of the Son clan, certainly wasn't .