Hi folks, I was delighted to see the comments from Bragohan. But now further in the text (would like to be finished soon then I'll finally have my rest again but what I've started I'll finish)


Trunks and Goten no longer felt like asking anyone for directions. So they were looking for their own new class. "Hey Goten, do you know where the class is?" Trunks asked his best friend. "I would have told you long ago." he replied "Ah, this is the class." Trunks woke up again. Then the two knocked and a friendly voice invited them in. "You must be the new ones." They were greeted by a teacher who was just about to write notes on the blackboard about Mr. Satan's victory over Cell. "Please take a seat back there and don't be late again." instructed the teacher. They obeyed him and took their places. "Let's move on with the class.So you should now write an essay about Mr. Satan's victory over Cell. "The teacher continued with the class." Oh, no, I knew it, let's scare them all and write the truth. "Suggested Trunks "Mama said I should write lies if necessary, but not the truth about the win against Cell," replied Goten, embarrassed. "Oh, that's not bad, if necessary we'll let Shenong help us." Trunks whispered in Goten's ear "Oh yeah we'll do that" Goten shouted so loud that everyone heard it. "Hey you there, what are you doing back there you should write, or do you know nothing about Mr. Satan's victory?" asked the teacher. Whereupon everyone started to laugh, but the loudest voices were still those of Arik and Karl (the two musclemen from in front of the school. the teacher snapped at her, "I know that on Mr. Satan's Ka You are mpfschule and the best of your age there. "He now turned to the two boys."What are they at Mr. Satan's Combat School and the best in their age group?" Goten snorted softly. "These weaklings are supposed to be good fighters? I was able to defeat them when I was three years old." grumbled Trunks (typically Vegeta's upbringing) "Well, then we'll just write the truth." Goten agreed, who knew that Trunks wouldn't leave him alone until he agreed. So the day passed until the sports lesson. "Hello." The PE teacher welcomes them "today we want to start martial arts lessons, I know that Arik and Karl will definitely get bored, but they can test the two new I think Trunks and Goths." Less than five minutes later, they were standing on a square made of mats and taking up attack positions. "Come on!" shouted the sports teacher and Trunks and Goten disappeared as if by order, Arik and Karl fell over and Trunks and Goten sat down again. "Well, uh, you don't need to take part anymore, please go and sign off from physical education for a while." a completely bewildered sports apprenticeship said goodbye to the two "Oh, can you please take Arik and Karl with you?" he asked "Of course we can." said Goten and the two tucked the two people under their arms.The two of them delivered Arik and Karl in the sickroom. “HELP EINE INJURYEEEEEE!” Echoed through the school, Goten must have discovered a syringe.




That's it for now, now Franze has to learn, I would appreciate your comments and suggestions for improvement. Please read "School", otherwise we will no longer know what to do in school (especially during the lessons). Bye me


@Jana: Kindly write to Son Shatterhand and Winni Vegeta.