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Fanfic: Nicht schon wieder ein Dämon!

Chapter: Not another demon!

Note: At the time of the story, Trunks and Goten are 18 and 17 years old, respectively. This is my first fanfiction. Suggestions on how to continue the story are always welcome. I also like criticism, but please be constructive!








It was a stormy night and the wind was whipping over the roofs of the houses. Sometimes the clouds tore up briefly and parts of the moon could be seen. Very small pieces only, but they were enough to provide some light. He loved such nights. He liked to walk in the rain, but it wasn't going to be a nice night this time.




"Trunks, phone!" Bulma could be heard calling out in her fascinatingly charming manner. "Already on the way ..." you could hear someone running down the stairs, but halfway there was a terrible noise. Trunks rushed down the stairs. "Mother, can you tell Bra not to leave her stupid toys lying around?" Bulma immediately ran to Trunks. "Did you do something to yourself?" she asked in a worried voice."No, my leg is just broken. But first I will answer the phone." "Oh yes? And how do you want that ..." Bulma was speechless when Trunks began to float and went in the direction of the phone. "I should have known." She shook her head and disappeared into Bra's room with the toys. Trunks, who meanwhile had the receiver in his hand, asked sullenly: "Who is speaking?" "Hey, it's me, Goten! What is it, would you like to come across? I've developed a great new fighting technique that I'll definitely show you ... "" It doesn't work, "Trunks interrupted." I broke my leg and Bra is to blame! "" Bra? What does she have to do with it? Has she kicked you in the shin? She is strong enough Yes." joked Goten. "Hahaha! Very funny! No, she left her stupid toys on the stairs and I fell over them." ruled Trunks. "Not that bad." soothed Goten "We'll just go to Dende, he'll fix it.He's sure to help you with your problem. "Said Goten happily." But that he won't do anything to my sister! "Threatened Trunks." How are you ...? Oh, you fool! I didn't mean your leg problem with your sister! Come here now, we'll fly to Dende! "Said Goten briskly." Well, I'll be right there. Bye! "Said Trunks and hung up.

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