Note: You can really tell that it is 4:45 in the morning ... I fell asleep when I wrote the part a few minutes ago (I write most of the FF in the night from Saturday to Sunday between 1 and 5 a.m. ... sometimes it really makes you cry ... * sniff *) Have mercy on me if a part is not so successful. Otherwise, I wish you a lot of fun with your tonarados * offers everyone biscuits, cakes and coffee *






Chapter 3: Room Problems






"Where is our pension exactly?" Asked Piccolo. "Oh ... pretty high up on the slope ... on a road ... in any case, we have a direct view of the slopes from there," Gohan explained to him.


"Why the heck do we have to sleep in a boarding house? There is a hotel across the street!" Vegeta snorted angrily, while he trotted behind them. "A pension is more comfortable and besides, we couldn't afford the hotel," replied the half-Sayajin."Sorry to have to pay for me," said Piccolo. "It goes without saying! Finally we persuaded you to do it ... but that God has no money ..." Involuntarily he started to giggle. Piccolo grumbled grimly and blushed slightly. He was clearly embarrassed about the matter. "How do we actually do it? Do we register for ski lessons, right ...?" "No, that would take too long, by then the vacation is over ... so it is the man himself! We have to ski - Probably learn to drive in a self-course, "laughed Goku.


"How often? Skiing is for losers. Snowboarding is really fun!" Said Vegeta.


"What are we actually doing today? Do we want to test the slopes today?", Gohan asked his father.


"AM I IGNORED HERE AGAIN ?!" "We got it, Vegeta! No, I suggest today we just have a look at the area and" settle in ". We shouldn't do more than that. We'll do the full program not until tomorrow, "suggested Goku."Agreed, father."


After a few bends in the street, they also reached the aforementioned pension. "Hello, we have made a reservation," said Goku to the woman at reception. Gohan and Piccolo first looked around. A nice house with wooden floorboards that creaked with every movement, the fir branches on the wooden gables of the corners and the wood carvings on the windows made a friendly impression - but not on Vegeta. "I hope these are called here," he muttered.


"Of course, sir. Under what name are you booked here?" The lady frgate friendly. "Son - Goku." "Son ... Goku ... ah there we have it! You have rooms 48 and 49. Here you go!", She handed them the room key. "Thank you very much!" "Oh God! Also next to each other!", Vegeta groaned. "Relax," Piccolo growled and took the key with the number 48 from Goku. The house had only one floor and so the rooms were found quickly.




"WOW, this is cool!", Gohan marveled at the room." Well ... ", Piccolo grumbled." Diesel scent ... that's lavender, isn't it? ", he asked his mentor." Probably so that no woodworms nest here, "he said dryly." Piccolo ... I know that you really didn't want to be here ... but let's make the best of it! Please don't spoil everything! “The Namek's gaze fell on the bed.” A marriage bed. "" We can push it apart, "sighed Gohan. When he saw the sad, sad and hurt look, he had to give in." We can leave it that way. It was just a statement, "he said." Hm? "Gohan looked up at him in amazement." I'll try, but I can't make any promises. "" Thank you Piccolo ... "




"What a shitty room! It ripped us off. And that smell, just disgusting!" Vegeta pointedly covered his nose. "Oh come on, it's not that bad either, you're exaggerating." "Double bed, it's getting better and better here ..." "I want the right side!", Goku called immediately and threw his bag on it." Help yourself, "Vegeta said sarcastically.


"Oh, may I? Well then I want the upper half of the closet too. After all, you're much smaller than me," he said cheerfully. “THE PAIR OF CENTIMETERS!” “At least two heads.” “DON'T EXaggerate! EARTH, WHAT'S MY BODY SIZE TO DO WITH IT ?!” “I don't feel like bending down that far.” “YOU ARE STILL LAZY ! "


Suddenly they heard a hammering on the wall. "Can't you just be quiet ?! We haven't been there for 5 minutes and you already have to argue that the scraps are flying!", Piccolo shouted angrily. "SNEAK YOU LOST SALAD BAR!" "Vegeta calm down," Goku tried to appease him.




"He's crazy! LET ME GO GOHAN, I READ THE LEVITES!" The Namek was so quick that the youngest of the four had to hold on to him so that he didn't rush over and there would be no massacre.




"Why should I get involved with him", Vegeta said with a shrug and took off his snow-covered shoes.Both rooms belonged to the few with a balcony and so he put them in front of the door. Then he threw himself on the bed. "Let's see what kind of television programs they have here ..."




“Don't you want to unpack Piccolo first?” Gohan took all carefully folded things out of his pocket and stowed them in the closet. He and Piccolo had agreed to simply split the closet in the middle.


A short corridor led from the door to the large bedroom. In the corridor itself, viewed from the door, the cabinet was on the right and the door to the bathroom on the left. In the other room there were two small cupboards, a desk and a table with the television on it. (Note: I've never been to a boarding house, so I have no clue what it looks like in there ... Sorry!) "No. I can do that later ..."


The devil was in the meditation pose and his training clothes - he just didn't like the suit and in the room he could change as he wanted."I'll go ask father something then ..." Piccolo didn't answer.


"The same thing over and over again ... he doesn't care about me, I have to finally see that ... how nice the time of our training was ... why did I have to be a child?", He asked himself while he went to his father's room and knocked on the door. Suddenly there was a rumble, then a loud scream before the door was hastily opened. “What's wrong father?” “Uh .. nothing nothing,” he said. Gohan looked past him and saw Vegeta standing on the bed with a pillow in hand. "Better not ask," advised a father. "Actually, I'm here to find out when it's going to have dinner ... and whether we're going there together." "Oh yes, of course! At 7:00 pm!" "Okay, I'll study until then. See you later." he said goodbye.


"Come here Kakarott! I'll finish you!" "We'll see!" Goku grabbed his pillow and hit the prince with it, who immediately started a resistance.



"The food is also more than bland," complained the prince. "Yeah yeah Vegeta, I thought you'd say something like that." What happened anyway, did you pluck a chicken or what? ", Piccolo asked, referring to the feathers that were in Vegeta's hair." Nope, we had a pillow fight, "laughed Goku." Aren't you a little too old for that? "asked Piccolo, surprised." Shut up! ", Vegeta ordered." Do we really want to leave now? "asked the half-saiyajin." In any case, I don't feel like it, "his father replied immediately." Neither did I, "the prince agreed." Ditto, "was Piccolo's opinion too." Great. Goku winked at him: "A bit of sleep can not hurt us, especially since tomorrow will be an action-packed day." After the quite expensive 7 - course menu everyone crumbled back to their rooms.


Gohan lay bored on his bed and switched through the television program. His best friend, on the other hand, had already got ready for bed."Oh, you want to sleep already? Shall I turn it off, do you mind?" "No, do what you want," the Namek replied indifferently and lay down.


"Piccolo ... don't you like me anymore?" Gohan whispered. “What do you mean?” Piccolo straightened up. The boy turned off the television. Darkness filled the room. "I feel ... like you're mad at me for some reason ..." "Why should I?" "I don't know ..." "You're nuts," he yawned and lay down again down. "Good night, Gohan." "Night ..." he muttered lost in thought.