I didn't do what he told me! I did the dirty work for him! At that time I was about eight years after your calendar! And already so cold-blooded I didn't even care about the fate of my homeworld! That Freezer had my father and my homeworld on my conscience, I only found out much later. Fight and conquest have determined my life since the beginning! "

"I understand. Your résumé really didn't have time for other things. Then I'll tell you what I once explained to Goku ..."


Vegeta looked up interested.


"Out with it!" he ordered. "But don't think that I'm so stupid and have no idea about the matter! I already know that it takes two - and then something small comes out of it! - But that's it ... as I said, for that a Sayajin has no time for one thing! "


"Always with Tranquillity." Chichi's father smiled. "This youth of today ..."




"They've been gone for a long time ..." mumbled Son-Goku, who was standing in front of the door of his house and was waiting for the two of them to return. He was a little worried because Vegeta was traveling alone with his father-in-law. He knew how unpredictable this Sayajin was and hoped that he would not attack Gyuu Maoo out of one of his whims, should he unintentionally offend or offend him with his explanations.



But his worries were unfounded. Some time later the two returned. They strolled side by side in peaceful harmony, the beef devil with a satisfied smile on his face, Vegeta with folded arms and a very thoughtful expression.


"As I said, watch people. Especially now, in spring. Go to a park, there is sure to be in the western capital. You can learn most from your behavior. And if you want to know more, there are plenty Books about it. " Chichi's father smiled.




"Well, Kakarott! We'll see you again in a good eighteen months! And I have to admit, your father-in-law really has something in his head! In contrast to you!" Vegeta replied with a malicious grin and made a quick start. Son Goku and Gyuu Maoo watched him go.


"He's just too proud to show his feelings. Was his father really the last king of the Sayajins?" asked Chichi's father.

Goku nodded.


"Did you really tell him everything?" asked he.


"Of course. You should have seen his face! Just like yours when I told you about it. He may be a great fighter, but he had little idea how exactly having children works. There was never anyone suitable either there, who could have explained it to him! I gave him some help. "


"Haha, maybe he still believed in the rattle stork until now!"


"Do not mock him, Son-Goku. You were no different! With you Sayajins the fighting instinct superimposes everything else! And with him it is particularly strong! Think about it: You had your earthly grandfather Gohan, who raised you and managed to turn your ferocity and malice for the better! And you always had friends around you. You know what it means to grow up in security and to be loved. Vegeta could never have these experiences.He didn't even have a real childhood, with friends, playing games, etc. His life was determined by struggle and destruction and the drive to constantly have to be the strongest and mightiest! And that shaped and shaped him to what he is today. He never experienced this real security! Every living being is shaped and shaped in its behavior by what it experiences. You are also a pure-blood Sayajin, but you have become very different because you grew up under different circumstances! "


"You found all that out? Respect, you are really very wise, father-in-law! I did not consider that."


"Heheh, I also did an apprenticeship with Muten Roshi!"




Late in the evening, Vegeta returned to the Briefs family home.


"Good evening, Vegeta! Where have you been all day today?" asked Bulma when they met in front of the house.


"That does not concern you!" the Sayajin just growled and looked into her face.But he did not hold your gaze for long and quickly turned away again. Then he hurried into the house.


"As charming as ever!" Bulma sighed and looked after him. "And yet....."


She didn't go on speaking.


"Damn it! It doesn't get any better! I can't control it! As soon as I see your face or just hear you speak, it starts! She makes me nervous! And why have I had this desire to see her again and again recently?" I have to get my five senses clear again, otherwise my whole training and my fighting strength will suffer! " Vegeta thought desperately.


When he entered his room, he found a bundle of blue clothes lying on his bed. He unfolded it and was amazed. It was a new battle suit! There was also a new breastplate under the blue one-piece. Bulma had bought him new clothes over and over again in the last few months, but this time Vegeta was pleasantly surprised.


"You are amazed, aren't you?"

Bulma appeared in the doorway and smiled.


"We analyzed and examined the remains of your old suit and the elastic chest protector and we managed to make exact copies. We were even able to improve the material slightly! Try it on!" she continued and handed him the matching white gloves and boots. Your fingers touched only briefly and at the same time both felt as if they had received an electric shock! Both jerked back, startled, Bulma blushed a little.


"I hope the size fits." she smiled.


Vegeta slammed the door in front of her.


"Now it was still sparking! What the hell is happening to me? -Oh, nonsense! That was probably just because of the carpet that we got wiped!"


He changed quickly and then stood in front of the mirror.


"Fits like a glove! This old scientist really knows his stuff!Vegeta thought. Then he opened the door again, posed proudly and presented himself in s