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Fanfic: ---Und täglich grüsst der Dragonball--- Teil 6

mood at the moment!" "I gasped that you should bring the thing back!" shouted Bulma. "Woe to see this thing standing around here tomorrow!" With these words, she left the room. But as soon as she was outside, she had to laugh again. "Oh Vegeta!" she thought. "How cute he looked with the smeared face! In some things he is still like a little child!"

Vegeta mumbled something about "Stupid woman!" and "I do what I want!" but then he reached up again and ate it all up. Only the horns puzzled him. Its substance was somehow ... like made of dough. Not at all firmly. "Maybe they'll prepare these things specially," he thought. "Poor beasts, whatever they look like. I wouldn't appreciate it if my body parts were sold and eaten after my death!" But as much as he thought about it, he couldn't think of any creatures with horns like that. "I'll get that out!" Vegeta said loudly and got up.


When evening fell, Vegeta had used the remains of the ice cream truck in the garden of the Capsule Coorp. to improve his punching technique and to catch small parts out of air. The car practically no longer existed. Since he was hungry again, Vegeta went in the direction of the gravity room and wanted to see if Bulma might make him something to eat this time too.When he arrived, the sight of the tidy room surprised him again, although the picture looked familiar to him. He looked up and, as expected, saw Bulma under the covers and her father in one of those robotic suits. "Let's see how I reacted today!" he thought to himself and shouted: "Bulma! How long will that be! When will there be food?" "Don't scream so loud!" called her. "The sound increases enormously up here!" "Please answer me!" Vegeta called back. Bulma's collar burst. "Watch how you get your own food! As far as I'm concerned, you can go stealing again!" Vegeta was uncomfortable with Mr.Briefs' questioning look. When is there food? "Bulma threw a tool at him and yelled:" I said, get your damn food yourself! We still work here! I thought you wanted to train so badly again! "" Wrong thought ! " Bitches around Vegeta, who by her logic had no more wind in the sails."The devil get you!" he gave the best and wanted to go. "Same shit as yesterday!" he thought. “I think I'm stupid!” Bulma shouted after him: “Tell me, what have you got with the ...” but then her shoulder strap loosened and she fell. "Helpeee!" Vegeta turned and saw her fall. "Whaa? Again? But what ..." he thought and realized almost too late that she would get injured if he didn't catch her. As fast as he could he ran into the middle of the room and caught Bulma. There was silence for a moment. Vegeta stared at Bulma, confused. "We already had the same thing yesterday!" he thought. Bulma, on the other hand, gave him a big look and clung to him until she realized she was safe. But she held on anyway.


"Bulma! Has something happened to you?" Mr.Briefs ran up to her and Vegeta hastily set Bulma down. "Nah, I caught her again!" he growled as if it had annoyed him."Next time you should think of something better, I can't always play babysitter!" With that he turned around and left, Bulma and her father stood there speechless. "What did he mean by that?" asked Mr Briefs. " No idea !" mumbled Bulma, who was still slightly shocked. "When I'm in danger, it seems like a different man!" she thought. "How he caught me and looked at me ...!" She became aware of her thoughts. "Shit! Not again!" she called out loud. Mr.Briefs was startled and couldn't understand anything.


Vegeta ran into his room and tried to get a clear thought. "What was that? Not only that it was the same shit as yesterday, no, the two didn't seem to have noticed!" Vegeta was suspicious. "Or are they testing me to see if I can tell? Woe, should that be the case!" He stepped onto the balcony. “The only thing missing is Bulma filling me up with food again this evening!” He looked into the sunset and jumped down the balcony to sit down in the garden and think.

Bulma and her father worked for a long time because they wanted to finish. Or rather, Bulma was working as if in a trance and her thoughts were with Vegeta the whole time. And Mr.Briefs, who had called her a couple of times, stayed after she didn't respond because he didn't want her to go on working alone. So it happened that the gravity room was finished except for a few small things. "Come on Bulma, it's over now!" said Mr.Briefs and she reluctantly went with him. "It's okay, I'm coming!"


Later, after Bulma had got rid of her mother ("No, we don't need to see a doctor, no, I haven't hurt myself!"), She went into the kitchen. She was very hungry. But completely lost in thought she was preparing a lot of food, because Vegeta hadn't eaten anything either. "What am I doing there?" she called out loud. “The guy shouldn't get anything more from me ...!” But then she remembered her rescue by him and his strong embrace and sighed."Oh damn! Vegeta, I hate you!"


Vegeta ran towards the kitchen a moment later, as he thought that he had put his thoughts back into order and that he had digested the event. "From now on they don't annoy me so easily!" he said smugly. Even so, or in memory of last night, the closer he got to the kitchen, the quieter he ran. But immediately he saw Bulma eating and thought: "Well, then they gave up on that!" and came closer. "Finally something to eat!" he said and sat down. But he waited a moment to see what Bulma would do, but she didn't look at him at all. " Come on !" he said in his mind. “Why are you waiting for a woman's permission before you eat?” He began to eat noisily. After a while Bulma looked at him, "You know that you should do something for yourself, Vegeta," she said. "But because you were so nice to me today, I don't want to be like that."Vegeta paused and looked at her angrily." That didn't stop you from throwing a bowl at me yesterday, "he said dryly and continued to eat." What does that mean? "Asked Bulma a little louder than she wanted." You've been talking weird all day! "Vegeta growled," The only ones who are weird here are you! But I've already noticed and you can play your stupid game.


And woe, the room is not ready tomorrow! "Bulma wasn't able to answer." What did he just say? "She thought." How can he be so mean after he ... "and tears came to her. She held her hands in front of the face. Vegeta dropped the spoon. "Not again!" he thought in panic. "I can't do anything with that! Why is she doing this ...? "He was sweating and was about to get up when Bulma sobbed," How can you say that! I toiled all day to fix the shitty room and you despise me for it too!"Vegeta felt guilty." No! That's typical woman! "He wanted to object to himself, but it was too late. He felt sorry for her." Get out of my sight! "Bulma howled. Vegeta almost went sick with excitement." Why is it hers to heart ? As if she cares what I say to her ... "He thought of an apology." Oh no! Something like that is beneath my dignity! "He cursed inwardly, but he couldn't help it. He HAD to say something." Uh ... you, Bulma, ... well I ... uh ... well ... so I meant it not so ... "he stammered and quickly left the kitchen.


Bulma thought she hadn't heard right. "Vegeta ...?" she asked, but then she saw that he was already gone. "What was that? He apologized ... How should I understand that?" She sat there for a few minutes and thought. Vegeta, who had run into his room, clenched his hands so much it hurt. "What was that? What was that?" he kept asking himself."It still drives me crazy! Now I haven't apologized either! And that to me, a prince!" He was paralyzed. He trudged slowly towards the bed, as it was already night outside. "What happened to me? I can't believe it, I SORRY!"


In the meantime Bulma had gone to bed and thought about it. But she was totally exhausted and her eyes quickly closed. The last thought was: "Tomorrow I will confront him! I want to know where I am !!"


But unfortunately that should take a while ...












so, maybe I'll continue today, but then I want to hear if that's that good.




oh so @ elite girl: what do you mean? I save my texts as *. doc and when I post something, I copy the text and paste it into the window on the corresponding page. that's it. what exactly is wrong with you? or do you not save in an external ext file?(woe!)
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