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Fanfic: Goten und der Fernseher
Chapter: Goths and the television
Goths and the television
At the age of 4, Son-Goten's favorite pastime was television. If his mother didn't pay attention to him, he would stare into the tube from 7:00 a.m. until 10:00 p.m. He looked at every garbage and especially in the evening he ate a lot of chips.
It was autumn. The leaves fell from the trees. Goten woke up and looked around for his brother. But the late riser cracked the edge of his bed. At first Goten tried to tap Gohan and make him fall, but he had a better plan. The four-year-old padded down the stairs as quietly as he could and peeked into the kitchen for a moment. The air was clear. He crept on to the living room and smuggled around the corner from there too. Nobody was there either. When Son-Goten made sure that no one was in the bathroom (nobody means ChiChi) he happily ran back into the living room, jumped on the sofa, grabbed the remote control and switched on.One of his innumerable favorite cartoons was running.
After about half an hour the apartment door creaked. Goten had forgotten the time, as well as checking regularly whether his mother was there. "Oh no! Mama is coming back!" He muttered in panic. Goten tried to grope his room quickly, but forgot to turn off the TV and stormed back to the sofa. It was too late anyway. Shortly before he could press the "Off" button, his mother came into the apartment with two shopping bags full of groceries. Before she was really inside, she heard the television and saw Goten sitting in front of it with the remote control. "SON-GOTEN !!! How often should I tell you not to watch TV so early? !!!" ChiChi yelled at the not so innocent Goth. Suddenly they both heard a dull sound and some insults coming from above. ChiChi looked at the source of the noise and Goten used this moment to leave."Come back, you rascal!" Shouted Goten`s mother, dropped the bags and followed her youngest son. Goten ran up the stairs as fast as he could, but his mother was faster and grabbed his collar: "Woaaah !!! Mom, let go of me! Please, let go of me!" "No, my friend, you come to me that easily not from it! ", warned ChiChi," From today you are banned from television for three weeks. "
"But mom, you can't do that to me! I don't want to miss my cartoons for three weeks! Wäääähhhhhh!", Goten roared around pleadingly and clung to his mother's leg. But she didn’t let up and stomped on down the stairs again. In the meantime Gohan had come out of his room, saw the situation and asked his mother: "Can't you yell at each other softly? What have you been doing again, Goten? * Yawn * Watching TV too early again?" from ChiChi`s leg and jumped at his big brother: "Please Gohan, you have to help me!Mama banned me from watching TV for three weeks! Do something! "ChiChi had meanwhile reached the ground floor again, turned around and said to Goten in a decisive tone:" And from today there will be no more potato chips either, is that clear? "Goten looked at his mother in horror. He let go of his brother and hopped down the remaining steps. His eyes were fixed on his mother`s face. When ChiChi saw what Goten was up to, she slowly shook her head. Son-Goten began His whimpering turned into a deafening scream and shouting with simultaneous pounding on the floor. When he noticed that his mother was not giving in, he managed to calm down and ran into the living room. Gohan and ChiChi followed him leisurely because they knew what was going to happen.
Goten braced himself in front of the television, a packet of chips in hand. He was determined to win and shouted in an angry voice: "You will never get the TV, Mom!"
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FF`s. Should I continue with this one?
At the age of 4, Son-Goten's favorite pastime was television. If his mother didn't pay attention to him, he would stare into the tube from 7:00 a.m. until 10:00 p.m. He looked at every garbage and especially in the evening he ate a lot of chips.
It was autumn. The leaves fell from the trees. Goten woke up and looked around for his brother. But the late riser cracked the edge of his bed. At first Goten tried to tap Gohan and make him fall, but he had a better plan. The four-year-old padded down the stairs as quietly as he could and peeked into the kitchen for a moment. The air was clear. He crept on to the living room and smuggled around the corner from there too. Nobody was there either. When Son-Goten made sure that no one was in the bathroom (nobody means ChiChi) he happily ran back into the living room, jumped on the sofa, grabbed the remote control and switched on.One of his innumerable favorite cartoons was running.
After about half an hour the apartment door creaked. Goten had forgotten the time, as well as checking regularly whether his mother was there. "Oh no! Mama is coming back!" He muttered in panic. Goten tried to grope his room quickly, but forgot to turn off the TV and stormed back to the sofa. It was too late anyway. Shortly before he could press the "Off" button, his mother came into the apartment with two shopping bags full of groceries. Before she was really inside, she heard the television and saw Goten sitting in front of it with the remote control. "SON-GOTEN !!! How often should I tell you not to watch TV so early? !!!" ChiChi yelled at the not so innocent Goth. Suddenly they both heard a dull sound and some insults coming from above. ChiChi looked at the source of the noise and Goten used this moment to leave."Come back, you rascal!" Shouted Goten`s mother, dropped the bags and followed her youngest son. Goten ran up the stairs as fast as he could, but his mother was faster and grabbed his collar: "Woaaah !!! Mom, let go of me! Please, let go of me!" "No, my friend, you come to me that easily not from it! ", warned ChiChi," From today you are banned from television for three weeks. "
"But mom, you can't do that to me! I don't want to miss my cartoons for three weeks! Wäääähhhhhh!", Goten roared around pleadingly and clung to his mother's leg. But she didn’t let up and stomped on down the stairs again. In the meantime Gohan had come out of his room, saw the situation and asked his mother: "Can't you yell at each other softly? What have you been doing again, Goten? * Yawn * Watching TV too early again?" from ChiChi`s leg and jumped at his big brother: "Please Gohan, you have to help me!Mama banned me from watching TV for three weeks! Do something! "ChiChi had meanwhile reached the ground floor again, turned around and said to Goten in a decisive tone:" And from today there will be no more potato chips either, is that clear? "Goten looked at his mother in horror. He let go of his brother and hopped down the remaining steps. His eyes were fixed on his mother`s face. When ChiChi saw what Goten was up to, she slowly shook her head. Son-Goten began His whimpering turned into a deafening scream and shouting with simultaneous pounding on the floor. When he noticed that his mother was not giving in, he managed to calm down and ran into the living room. Gohan and ChiChi followed him leisurely because they knew what was going to happen.
Goten braced himself in front of the television, a packet of chips in hand. He was determined to win and shouted in an angry voice: "You will never get the TV, Mom!"
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PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE write comments on this and my others
FF`s. Should I continue with this one?