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Fanfic: Der zweite Sohn Kapitel 1
Chapter: The Second Son Chapter 1
As announced, here is my latest FF with its own character.
Preface
Ray is the second son of Vegeta and Bulma.
He is a little taller than Vegeta and looks a lot like him. Ray has almost the same hairstyle shorter and he always has a few strands in his face and he has the same hair color as Trunks. Ray actually hangs out with Piccolo and Dende most of the time, or trains with Vegeta. But he prefers to practice sword fighting with Trunks or to meditate in front of his sword according to Zen-style. (Just imagine the sword from Blade, just a little longer.)
The story begins the day before his 18th birthday.
Oh yeah, he's 3 years younger than Trunks, so Trunks is 21.
Chapter 1 - Training and important preparations.
When Ray woke up that morning the sun was shining in the window and the birds were singing.
Since it was vacation he could finally sleep in again. "Oh man, do I have a hangover!"
he said to himself, and rolled over on the other side again. Last night was
been pretty cheerful. Once again he had spent the whole day with Dende and Piccolo
and in the evening they had had another drink. A Namekian root wine turned into 2, then 3
then 4, and so on. But that stuff was so damn good too.
° I can't stay here forever. He thought to himself and got up. Then he went into the bathroom and into the shower.
When he got into the kitchen he saw his parents sitting at the table and whispering. When they noticed him, they immediately fell silent.
"Did you sleep well?" asked Bulma. "Like a stone." "That was clear. Whoever pours so much into himself has to sleep well.
Do you at least have a good hangover? "Grinned Vegeta." And what a hangover. That's enough for two. "" You made quite a fuss tonight. How many times have you puked? Five times? Six times? " I dont remember." Ray said, reaching for his tobacco pouch."Is there still coffee?" "On the counter." replied Bulma, pointing her finger at a thermos. Ray poured himself a cup and drank it down in one gulp. Black. "I needed that."
"Your fault. Do you already know what you're doing tomorrow night?" Piccolo and Dende said that we could have a little party in the palace. "Said Ray." With the greens? Does it have to be that way? It's enough if you hang out with them all the time. "" Oh come on dad. They are my best friends. There is enough space, Dende has everything you need and you can withdraw at any time if you have to. And besides, do you remember what was going on in Trunk's 18th temptation when we celebrated this? All the time, some drunk guy slapped through your GR room, and Son Goku even puked in the middle of your bedroom when he was looking for the loo. "Vegeta was convinced." Very well.
But just because I don't want to stumble through my GR room again. ° He would have said yes as well.I know him. Ray can't refuse anything. ° Bulma thought to himself and couldn't help but grin.
"Well. I'll leave. See you tonight." "Wait a minute, young man. You haven't trained properly for three days." "Oh Dad. I train with Piccolo and Dende." "How? The long green one can't even get to you if you don't transform. And the short one isn't a fighter. "" I can throttle my strength. And Dende has some pretty cool tricks on it. He taught me how to make yourself invisible. It's creepy useful. "" Maybe if you like to run around unseen in the girls' shower room to stare. But in combat, that's just a way to hide. No, you have to train properly if you want to be as strong as me. "" Dad. I'm stronger than you. "" Do you always have to hold that against me? "" That wasn't meant. "" Yes, yes. All right. But we train anyway. Come on. "" All right. "And with these words stood them up and went into the GR room.Meanwhile, Bulma took up the hand she had been holding under the table the whole time. In it was the order form for Ray's birthday present. The company logo was emblazoned on the letterhead: Dodge Motors.
Arrived in the GR room, Ray and Vegeta started training at 1500 G. "That's good for warming up." Vegeta always used to say. After an hour they went to 3000 G and after another hour they were both completely exhausted. "Not bad my son." Groaned Vegeta, who was lying on the floor and was recovering from a pretty bad kick. Ray had jumped up, turned in the air and kicked Vegeta's face with full force as he turned. "You can go a long way. You are really stronger than me. (I know that Vegeta would never admit something like that, but I couldn't help myself.) But now let's get serious." "Are two sons not enough for you? And Mum is also responsible for something like that."(Small play on words Ernst and Ernst.) Both began to laugh out loud.
Then they both turned into Ssj Level 3 and continued their training.
Meanwhile Bulma was on the phone because she had seen on the order form that the delivery time for Ray's birthday present was three days. "But I need you tomorrow." ... "And if I pay more?" ... "What does that mean, whether I can afford it! Do you actually know who I am?" "..." Not ? I am Bulma Briefs. "" ... "I knew it. So how much?" "..." All right. Tomorrow three o'clock. Southern capital. Wrapped in gift paper, in front of the Capsul Corporation building. " " ... " "I thank you too. Listen again. "Bulma was visibly satisfied with herself and strolled towards the kitchen, singing a song. Then she remembered that she had to make another call.
In the meantime, Ray and Vegeta had finished their training in the GR room. "Well, Dad. I'll have a quick shower now and then I'll run away."" All right my son. Have fun."
Preface
Ray is the second son of Vegeta and Bulma.
He is a little taller than Vegeta and looks a lot like him. Ray has almost the same hairstyle shorter and he always has a few strands in his face and he has the same hair color as Trunks. Ray actually hangs out with Piccolo and Dende most of the time, or trains with Vegeta. But he prefers to practice sword fighting with Trunks or to meditate in front of his sword according to Zen-style. (Just imagine the sword from Blade, just a little longer.)
The story begins the day before his 18th birthday.
Oh yeah, he's 3 years younger than Trunks, so Trunks is 21.
Chapter 1 - Training and important preparations.
When Ray woke up that morning the sun was shining in the window and the birds were singing.
Since it was vacation he could finally sleep in again. "Oh man, do I have a hangover!"
he said to himself, and rolled over on the other side again. Last night was
been pretty cheerful. Once again he had spent the whole day with Dende and Piccolo
and in the evening they had had another drink. A Namekian root wine turned into 2, then 3
then 4, and so on. But that stuff was so damn good too.
° I can't stay here forever. He thought to himself and got up. Then he went into the bathroom and into the shower.
When he got into the kitchen he saw his parents sitting at the table and whispering. When they noticed him, they immediately fell silent.
"Did you sleep well?" asked Bulma. "Like a stone." "That was clear. Whoever pours so much into himself has to sleep well.
Do you at least have a good hangover? "Grinned Vegeta." And what a hangover. That's enough for two. "" You made quite a fuss tonight. How many times have you puked? Five times? Six times? " I dont remember." Ray said, reaching for his tobacco pouch."Is there still coffee?" "On the counter." replied Bulma, pointing her finger at a thermos. Ray poured himself a cup and drank it down in one gulp. Black. "I needed that."
"Your fault. Do you already know what you're doing tomorrow night?" Piccolo and Dende said that we could have a little party in the palace. "Said Ray." With the greens? Does it have to be that way? It's enough if you hang out with them all the time. "" Oh come on dad. They are my best friends. There is enough space, Dende has everything you need and you can withdraw at any time if you have to. And besides, do you remember what was going on in Trunk's 18th temptation when we celebrated this? All the time, some drunk guy slapped through your GR room, and Son Goku even puked in the middle of your bedroom when he was looking for the loo. "Vegeta was convinced." Very well.
But just because I don't want to stumble through my GR room again. ° He would have said yes as well.I know him. Ray can't refuse anything. ° Bulma thought to himself and couldn't help but grin.
"Well. I'll leave. See you tonight." "Wait a minute, young man. You haven't trained properly for three days." "Oh Dad. I train with Piccolo and Dende." "How? The long green one can't even get to you if you don't transform. And the short one isn't a fighter. "" I can throttle my strength. And Dende has some pretty cool tricks on it. He taught me how to make yourself invisible. It's creepy useful. "" Maybe if you like to run around unseen in the girls' shower room to stare. But in combat, that's just a way to hide. No, you have to train properly if you want to be as strong as me. "" Dad. I'm stronger than you. "" Do you always have to hold that against me? "" That wasn't meant. "" Yes, yes. All right. But we train anyway. Come on. "" All right. "And with these words stood them up and went into the GR room.Meanwhile, Bulma took up the hand she had been holding under the table the whole time. In it was the order form for Ray's birthday present. The company logo was emblazoned on the letterhead: Dodge Motors.
Arrived in the GR room, Ray and Vegeta started training at 1500 G. "That's good for warming up." Vegeta always used to say. After an hour they went to 3000 G and after another hour they were both completely exhausted. "Not bad my son." Groaned Vegeta, who was lying on the floor and was recovering from a pretty bad kick. Ray had jumped up, turned in the air and kicked Vegeta's face with full force as he turned. "You can go a long way. You are really stronger than me. (I know that Vegeta would never admit something like that, but I couldn't help myself.) But now let's get serious." "Are two sons not enough for you? And Mum is also responsible for something like that."(Small play on words Ernst and Ernst.) Both began to laugh out loud.
Then they both turned into Ssj Level 3 and continued their training.
Meanwhile Bulma was on the phone because she had seen on the order form that the delivery time for Ray's birthday present was three days. "But I need you tomorrow." ... "And if I pay more?" ... "What does that mean, whether I can afford it! Do you actually know who I am?" "..." Not ? I am Bulma Briefs. "" ... "I knew it. So how much?" "..." All right. Tomorrow three o'clock. Southern capital. Wrapped in gift paper, in front of the Capsul Corporation building. " " ... " "I thank you too. Listen again. "Bulma was visibly satisfied with herself and strolled towards the kitchen, singing a song. Then she remembered that she had to make another call.
In the meantime, Ray and Vegeta had finished their training in the GR room. "Well, Dad. I'll have a quick shower now and then I'll run away."" All right my son. Have fun."