Translation
Fanfic: Na, wenn das mal gut geht Teil 1
Chapter: Well, if that goes well, part 1
ZACK!
Faye: Yeah! Won! * Yank arms in the air *
Zoe: Heyyy! That was unfair! You cheated when you wanted to tell me that there was a cute black-haired man walking around over there!
Faye: Well, I'm so sorry if you get seduced by handsome men too quickly! * fg *
Zoe: Well wait! * Walk towards Faye with a raised fist *
Faye: * laugh and run out of the gambling den * Well, don't be like that, little one! I allow you, as always, to return the favor tomorrow!
Zoe: As always?! ... so please! Otherwise I'll always do you with links! * Faye rushes after *
Faye: * pack the backpack on your back while walking * Never! ... Go! A race will give us clarity!
Zoe and Faye walk next to each other grinning and just wait for a start signal. When suddenly a startled pigeon flies by in front of them, it starts! Faye, in the first moment still in front, is held up by a horde of children.Zoe pulls past her, jumps over a park bench and takes the path to the beach.
Faye: You brats! ... * grumble * Why always at the wrong moment !?
Faye follows her. The wild chase goes through a park, where the two take every opportunity to forestall the other by taking a shortcut. They briefly bump into each other on a narrow staircase and glare at each other with eyes sure of victory. A wild scramble on the stairs begins, with Zoe losing out. At the end of the stairs and then on the beach, the sprint continues. Just when Faye turns around to Zoe laughing loudly, she falls over an unrecognized obstacle.
Faye: Muhahrhrrh! I win! * hang stumbling tumble WUSCH * wuuäääääääähhhhhh!
Zoe: * grinning past Faye and disappearing over the next flight of stairs to her beach house *
Faye: Shit! * Shake off sand * ... What was going on?* look around *
Goths: üühhhhh! X_X ... ouch ... uhhh
Faye: * look angry * Tell me! ... you can't lie a little more visible in the sand!
Goten: * still complaining * like what where ?! x_x ... I didn't do anything! * hold his hip *
Faye: That's it! I lost an important race because of you! Next time, put a flag next to you so that you can see that someone is lying here!
Goten: You have pretty hard feet! * massage your hips and look up at Faye in confusion *
Faye: Pleaseeeeeeee?!?! Is that the height! * turn around and swear, disappear *
Goten just looks at her puzzled. He looks at his watch and is startled: Already 4 o'clock! Damn it! He had an appointment to train with Trunks at half past three! He doesn't have time to think about the incident with that weird girl who was screaming like an angry chicken.
Goths: ouh neeeeeeein! ; _; ... He's going to chop off my head!* Quickly pack all things together and fly away unseen *
So ... this is my very first attempt to write a fanfic. At first I wrote wildly without having a real picture of the rest of the story in my head. But that will show. As so often it is about Trunks, Goths and their love ... I hope for clerks: Carry on or leave it ?!
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