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Fanfic: Silence-The God of Evil (teil 1)
the kitchen and saw Lunch there, which, in its blue phase, was in the process of making supplies for the party canapés. When she saw Bulma, she looked up, a little confused, and pressed a little too much mayonnaise on the ham sandwich.
"What's going on?" She asked, wiping the mayonnaise that had gone by with her finger and sucking it off with relish.
"Oh, those weak mates threw at me with a sofa.That thing almost fell on my head! "
"Oh, you know them, besides fighting, they have nothing on their minds."
"Yes, you can say that out loud, I think if you asked them what one and one is, they would have a nervous breakdown!"
They both started laughing. And soon the mishap was forgotten. Bulma went to a square metal box that was built into the wall next to the dishwasher and had a red button on the dashboard. Bulma pressed it and immediately a hatch opened and three little companions came chugging out. One had a mini trash can on his back and two gripping arms, the second had a broom and a shovel in his gripping arms, and the third was carrying a vacuum cleaner on a rotating plate.
All three set out and entered the living room. The first with the garbage can, collected all the broken pieces and then made room for the second, who now swept up all the small splinters before the third sucked the juice and the other drinks out of the carpet and then disappeared back into the hatch with his two predecessors.
The party was in full swing, ChiChi and Son-Goku were dancing close together and had their hips circled, Muten Roshi was tapping the bass and was a bit like John Travoltates and even Vegegta was dancing a bit with Bulma, even if he looked like a motionless one Robot and Bulma kept stepping on the foot when Tenshinhan plopped down on the chair, a little drunk, without paying attention to the fact that he had sat down on the remote control. The television switched on and a suit-clad man with glasses was announcing the news. But through the noise of the music, the man didn't seem to make a sound, nothing was heard.
When suddenly the man disappeared and the picture of a burning church appeared, Muten Roshi and Chao-Zu looked up.
"Turn off the music!" Asked the master of the turtles. All the dancers turned a little confused to the television to ask what was going on, but then forgot their questions again, because they were already answered by the man who was now clearly audible.
"Yesterday around 00:05 a huge explosion rocked the Mahori Atoll. The reason for this was the Shaolin monastery of holy Hootaroo, which you see here. by heating the gas tank in the kitchen of the monastery, the explosion. So far there are no survivors to report, according to the police, the officials expect to rescue all 67 monks dead from the remains. "
"Oh, my god, not the Hootaroo Monastery!" Kuririn burst out. He clutched the back of the chair behind which he was standing and looked over at the television with horrified eyes. C18 stepped up to him worried and put an arm around his shoulder.
"What's going on?" She asked gently. Now the children rushed in too. Trunks, Son-Goten, Maaron, and Bra all stared at them with interested eyes.
"The monastery there, I was there before I went to see the master of the turtles, and my grandfather lived there."
Everyone made surprising noises.
"It's okay, you'd better lie down now.", C18 said gently and pushed her husband towards the door.
"What's Papa doing?" Asked Marron as her father walked through the door with downcast eyes.
"Why don't you go play a little with Trunks and the others, Dad needs a little rest."
"Okay, come on, let's play" Needri fori Speedi "", Son-Goten exclaimed and led the clan back into the playroom.
The adults still stood there, a little frightened, and looked at the screen.
The man was back and now the weather announced that due to a very rare coincidence of a solar eclipse and the position of the planets, it should be very good.
Son-Goku noticed how ChiChi snuggled up to him and held his hand, she was scared. Goku put an arm around her, he too could feel it. Something was completely wrong and that was not only due to the fire in the monastery ..................
To be continued if desired!
"What's going on?" She asked, wiping the mayonnaise that had gone by with her finger and sucking it off with relish.
"Oh, those weak mates threw at me with a sofa.That thing almost fell on my head! "
"Oh, you know them, besides fighting, they have nothing on their minds."
"Yes, you can say that out loud, I think if you asked them what one and one is, they would have a nervous breakdown!"
They both started laughing. And soon the mishap was forgotten. Bulma went to a square metal box that was built into the wall next to the dishwasher and had a red button on the dashboard. Bulma pressed it and immediately a hatch opened and three little companions came chugging out. One had a mini trash can on his back and two gripping arms, the second had a broom and a shovel in his gripping arms, and the third was carrying a vacuum cleaner on a rotating plate.
All three set out and entered the living room. The first with the garbage can, collected all the broken pieces and then made room for the second, who now swept up all the small splinters before the third sucked the juice and the other drinks out of the carpet and then disappeared back into the hatch with his two predecessors.
The party was in full swing, ChiChi and Son-Goku were dancing close together and had their hips circled, Muten Roshi was tapping the bass and was a bit like John Travoltates and even Vegegta was dancing a bit with Bulma, even if he looked like a motionless one Robot and Bulma kept stepping on the foot when Tenshinhan plopped down on the chair, a little drunk, without paying attention to the fact that he had sat down on the remote control. The television switched on and a suit-clad man with glasses was announcing the news. But through the noise of the music, the man didn't seem to make a sound, nothing was heard.
When suddenly the man disappeared and the picture of a burning church appeared, Muten Roshi and Chao-Zu looked up.
"Turn off the music!" Asked the master of the turtles. All the dancers turned a little confused to the television to ask what was going on, but then forgot their questions again, because they were already answered by the man who was now clearly audible.
"Yesterday around 00:05 a huge explosion rocked the Mahori Atoll. The reason for this was the Shaolin monastery of holy Hootaroo, which you see here. by heating the gas tank in the kitchen of the monastery, the explosion. So far there are no survivors to report, according to the police, the officials expect to rescue all 67 monks dead from the remains. "
"Oh, my god, not the Hootaroo Monastery!" Kuririn burst out. He clutched the back of the chair behind which he was standing and looked over at the television with horrified eyes. C18 stepped up to him worried and put an arm around his shoulder.
"What's going on?" She asked gently. Now the children rushed in too. Trunks, Son-Goten, Maaron, and Bra all stared at them with interested eyes.
"The monastery there, I was there before I went to see the master of the turtles, and my grandfather lived there."
Everyone made surprising noises.
"It's okay, you'd better lie down now.", C18 said gently and pushed her husband towards the door.
"What's Papa doing?" Asked Marron as her father walked through the door with downcast eyes.
"Why don't you go play a little with Trunks and the others, Dad needs a little rest."
"Okay, come on, let's play" Needri fori Speedi "", Son-Goten exclaimed and led the clan back into the playroom.
The adults still stood there, a little frightened, and looked at the screen.
The man was back and now the weather announced that due to a very rare coincidence of a solar eclipse and the position of the planets, it should be very good.
Son-Goku noticed how ChiChi snuggled up to him and held his hand, she was scared. Goku put an arm around her, he too could feel it. Something was completely wrong and that was not only due to the fire in the monastery ..................
To be continued if desired!