"What did I do wrong with the boy?", Vegeta had noticed Bulma and asked her this self-critical question. However, she was completely unprepared for such a question. She really didn't think Vegeta would ask you something like that, "Ummm ... what ... No, I think ... no not.", She stuttered. What happened next, Bulma could not have even imagined in her wildest dreams. Vegeta started to cry like a little child, sobbing and with a sad voice he said, "I, I'm a bad father, boo!", Vegeta had put his head on Bulma's shoulder and let his urge run free, thick tears rolled down dark eyes. Bulma looked around for help, she didn't know what to do or say now. In front of her stood one of the most ruthless elite fighters in the entire universe, and she had made him a crying giant sleepy girl. He howled and spit on her shirt, "How can I make it up to you?"He wailed further." These Saiyajins seem to have a much finer nervous system than I had previously assumed. Strange even though I entered the correct data. ", Bulma just looked at her father questioningly and seeking help. He held his chin with his right hand and was hard to think," Hmm, I think I have found out the cause of this problem. "He ran his fingers over his chin again. In the meantime Vegeta had clasped Bulma tightly so that she could barely move." Say that it wasn't. I was always there for him when he needed something, wasn't I? "Vegeta asked with a trembling voice. Vegeta stared expectantly into Bulma's face with his black, slightly reddened eyes. She didn't know what to say, she hesitantly began," Well, when you are training for 14 hours a day calculate away and another 1 hour for food and then calculate that you sleep 6 hours a day, then you know what comes out of it and how much time you have for your son and me."Bulma shouldn't have said that, the sentimental squeezed even harder and began to cry heart-rending again," Boooooooooo, am I really that bad and mean? "" Yes, I am deeply angry! ", he shoved afterwards, but so quietly that Bulma couldn't understand it." Help, I can't breathe. "Bulma chewed." Apparently a Saiyajin's nervous system is easily overstimulated. I hope it goes away again, "mused Dr. Briefs." Let go of me. Vegeta! You hurt me "For a moment it seemed to Bulma as if Vegeta was having fun, almost crushing what you read from his brief, malicious expression." Sorry, honey. "Then he let go immediately and wiped the tears from both eyes with his right hand. Then Vegeta said yawning as if nothing had happened," Vegeta is tired now. "Bulma stared at her husband in astonishment and insecurity as he staggered into his room without saying anything else, slammed the door and immediately fell onto his bed."What did we do? He ... he became a coward!", Bulma sounded very scared, almost histerious. While Dr. Briefs then summarized everything again and Bulma tried to calm down, chewing nervously on her fingernails. "Calm down, dear, it is not so easy to get used to a completely new set of nerves." "I hope you are right.", Bulma replied tense. The only comforting thing was the loud snoring from Vegeta, who was huddled peacefully in his bed.




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The next morning,




"Does anyone want coffee or rolls?" Ms. Briefs wanted to know in the usual friendly manner from those present in the breakfast room. To her surprise it was Vegeta, "Yes please, dear mother-in-law." Vegetta had put on his broadest grin and his face was capable. "You mom.", Trunks whispered with his hand held in front of his mouth, "What is it, honey?", Bulma whispered almost as softly as her son in front of her in his direction." Did Dad fall on his head during training? "Bulma stared at Trunks with big eyes," What ... uhh ... no how did you get that? "Trunks pointed in the direction where his father was sitting," Is that normal for him? "Vegeta was just chatting animatedly with Ms. Briefs about the latest spring fashion from Designer X and how great this new household appliance with integrated radio from company Y was." And this new fully electronic screwdriver with built-in microwave! "Vegeta had to laugh out loud at what he had said, while he knocked his fist on the table that almost the plate of Trunks would have fallen down if Bulma hadn't caught him in time." Help my father is a mentally ill person. "Trunks had a cold chill running down his back." You mustn't say that to Trunks. Vegeta is only in one, well how should I put it, in such a childish phase."" I'm going to Son Goten. "And Trunks was gone. On leaving, however, he made a respectful bow to his father, who is now eating breakfast again. Ms. Briefs was really pleased about the new humor from Vegeta," Hach finally he is as fun-loving as others are . ", she thought happily and collected the dishes to be able to wash them afterwards. Vegeta, however, didn't want to give his plate away," This is my plate, but I'll help you wash up. ", Ms. Briefs was really happy about it and happily agreed," Of course you can help me wash up, then I'll have a charming visit in the kitchen. "Bulma's mood, on the other hand, was almost at zero," Shit, something went wrong. "" Ma! Where's dad, I didn't see him this morning? ", Bulma yelled in the direction of the kitchen door." He wanted to do something in his laboratory. ", came the call from the nearby kitchen. Bulma immediately went to the laboratory where she hoped to meet her father."Now we're going to wash the plate, speed up the doll!", Ms. Briefs just looked at grinning Vegeta, "How is that supposed to work?", She wanted to know from him. "Go away.", He demanded of her unkindly and shoved her roughly aside. Then he grabbed a plate and tossed it in the air. Ms. Briefs wondered, “What is this supposed to be?” Vegeta giggled, then fired a ball of energy at the plate, which then shattered into thousands of pieces. Ms. Briefs held a protective hand over her face. The confused man grabbed another used plate and did the same thing over and over again until there were no more dirty plates in his vicinity. The strangest thing about it was that every time he shot a plate, Vegeta had a dark, evil grin on his face and a devilish twinkle in his eyes. When the angry man had stopped playing, Ms. Briefs said calmly, "Well then I don't need to wash anything today."



"Pa?", Bulma slowly crept through the apparently empty laboratory. When someone suddenly spoke to you from the side, "Are you looking for me, child?", Bulma started back, startled, "Have you scared me. What are you doing here?" Screws, electrodes, etc. "I'm trying to find a field reversing splitter that is not completely finished.", Dr. Briefs scratched his head, "It must be here somewhere." The scientist was already rummaging through the vast pile of parts for this thing. Bulma just stood bored next to her father and asked incidentally, "What do you need it for?" Briefs seemed a bit annoyed, "Don't stand there, better help me look. You know what kind of device I mean." Reluctantly, Bulma also knelt down and looked to answer his question, she only said briefly, " Sure I know. "Dr. Briefs scratched his head again, "Damn, I'd better archive everything."

On Dr. Brief's large oak desk suddenly rang the old-fashioned telephone that still had a dial for dialing and not buttons like the more modern telephones. "I'm going.", Bulma said before her father got up.


She picked it up and put the receiver to her ear, "Bulma.", She listened intently to who the caller could be. She immediately recognized the one. "Hello Chi Chi, how are you?" "Very well.", Came from the other end of the line, then some shouting that Bulma couldn't understand better. "Stay away from the cake, you gobball." (Gossip) "Ouch, but Chi Chi, I just wanted ...", he couldn't get any further, "Out with you and don't let yourself be seen so quickly you no good.", Chi Chi flashed her husband dangerously, who then left the living room in no time at all. "So where did we stop?" Chi Chi wanted to know again in a friendly voice. Bulma rolled her green eyes, "I think you wanted to tell me something." "Oh yes exactly. (short respite) I wanted to invite you and Vegeta to the annual barbecue party at Muten Roshi. ", Bulma's interlocutor quickly added," By the way, she's already tomorrow. "Bulma hesitated to answer, but before she could say anything, Chi Chi interrupted her," You just have to come. Who should I talk to there besides you? "" So Chi Chi ... ", Bulma began, but she couldn't get any further," Nice that you are coming, I tell Kuririn that he should get a few more steaks. Bye! "Chi Chi had almost sung the last word before hanging up. Bulma scowled," I hate that about you Chi Chi. That you always have to have the last word. ", she thought angrily." What is love? ", wanted to know Dr. Briefs, who had noticed the curmudgeon expression on his daughter's face. But Bulma just brushed him off quickly," Nothing, nothing. Let's keep looking. "suggested Bulma. Which they did then.



So that's it again. I hope you like this part too. I am open to criticism. If I should do a sequel, please let me know in the form of a comment.




Mfg Lenni