8th chapter


"So what about now?" ChiChi really wanted to know after Son Goku had returned home with Son Gohan and Son Goten. Malia sat next to listen and had interrupted her ball game. "Oh, it's not that important! You would just faint anyway!" said Son Goku with a laugh. ChiChi gave up luring the truth out of him. Instead, she went to Malia, picked her up and brought her up to her room, as it was time for her nap. But Malia didn't want to and kicked her mother's arm and said with a squeak: "Papa !!! Papa !!! Wants to see Papa !!!" Son Goku went to her and picked her up. After a while, Malia fell asleep in her father's arms. Son Goku brought the little one up to her bed and covered her. "Sleep well, my little princess!" said Goku softly and gave her a kiss on the forehead. Malia smiled in her sleep and snuggled up against her blanket.


When Son Goku came out of Malia's room and quietly closed the door behind him, ChiChi stood in front of him and said: "How do you do that?"Son Goku shrugged his shoulders and replied:" I don't know! I don't know myself! She just feels good with me! "He smiled briefly at her and then went down the stairs and through the door into the garden. There he lay down on the warm grass and looked up at the sky. Will Consus really come back in seven years? And maybe he will How hard will Vegeta train until that day? These and other questions went through Son Goku's mind until he finally fell asleep.




He had a very strange dream. The same dream as always, but a little different this time. Consus was about to launch the energy attack on Son Goku when he suddenly saw a bright yellow flash. But he didn't know who or what it was. But apparently it had saved his life. This yellow flash fought against Consus and Son Goku got the feeling that he had seen this yellow something somewhere before.But what surprised him most was that this yellow Something could defeat Consus and that with only a few blows.




Son Goku woke up from his dream and looked around. It was getting a lot cooler. The sun had almost disappeared behind the mountains and a cold wind was blowing. When Son Goku got up and turned around, he saw his little daughter standing by the door frame. He smiled at her and walked over to her. Malia looked up at her father from below and then said softly: "Dad, wants to learn to fight too!" Son Goku looked at her in astonishment, bent down to her, brushed the hair from her face and then said in a low, warm voice : "But Malia. You're only a year old. You can't start fighting yet. Besides, you're a girl." Apparently that was exactly the sentence that made Malia cry. "You ... you are bösääääähhhhh ... want to fight !!! want to FIGHT !!!" Malia screamed so hard that Son Goku had to move a few meters away in order not to fall over, her voice was so strong."Wait Malia! Wait! If you like, I'll teach you to fight, if you just keep quiet now, otherwise I'll get into trouble with your mother!" Malia was immediately quiet and looked at her father, smiling and grateful. "Thank you, papi. You are very nice!" said Malia, gave her father a big peck on the cheek and happily hopped back into the house. "What did I get into?" Son Goku wondered and slammed back into the grass.




The very next day Malia was the first to wake up and was already standing in front of the sleepy Son Goku, who was still tossing and rolling in bed. The little one pulled on his blanket and said: "Daddy! Exercise!" "Malia. Let me sleep another five minutes!" muttered Son Goku sleepily. "No! You - have - to - get - up - now - and - train - with - me!" And with every word she pulled the covers further and further away from her father until he finally fell out of bed and landed on the floor. He looked at his daughter with sleepy eyes.She was wearing a too big combat suit from her brother Son Goten. "So. Can we?" Malia asked amusingly when she saw her father with eyes so big that looked like plates. "Uh, first of all, we have to eat something!" "I've already eaten!" Malia giggled. Son Goku suspected bad things. Fortunately, ChiChi drove to Bulma over the weekend. Son Goku ran like lightning into the kitchen and stood in the middle with his mouth open. The kitchen was no longer a kitchen at all, it looked more like a pigsty. The refrigerator was still open, broken pieces were scattered all over the kitchen, milk cartons were emptied across the table, and the contents of the cereal cartons had been poured into the dishwasher. With a look that Malia was not used to, Son Goku looked at her. "What's up?" said Malia softly and with her big black dog eyes, she looked at her father, who soon went mad. "Malia. That wasn't all you were, was it?"


BOOOM !!!

"Papa? Papa?" She looked at her father, who was lying unconscious on the floor. Tears ran into Malia's eyes. "UUUÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!!!!!!!!!!" Malia screamed and the whole house shook with her screams. A few moments later, Gohan came into the kitchen and saw the disaster. "Oh my God! What happened here? Malia, was that you?" The little one nodded her head and looked at her big brother sadly. "Oh, man. Now everything sticks to me again." Son Gohan sighed and began to tidy up the kitchen.


Son Goku was still on the floor when Son Gohan finally got to the dishwasher. Malia was still standing next to her in her oversized tracksuit from Son Goten and watched Son Gohan cursing as he tried to get the dishwasher clean. "I tell you. If your mother comes home and finds out what was going on here, then you can experience something!" Son Gohan shouted out of the dishwasher with a gasping voice (he didn't climb in!).At exactly the same moment the doorbell rang. "I open up!" said Malia, went to the door and opened it. “Yes?” Trunks stood in front of her and gave her a puzzled look. "I ... uh ... I actually wanted to see Son Goten. Is he there?" He appeared at the top of the stairs, just clad with a towel around his waist. "Hey, Trunks. I'll be right there. I'm just looking for my ..." Son Goten looked at Malia in disbelief. "HEEE !!! Who allowed you to put on my tracksuit? Give it to me !!!" he yelled at his little sister, who ran away immediately. But Son Goten was faster than her and caught up with her. He pulled the tracksuit off her head (Malia was wearing a large T-shirt underneath) and disappeared with the words: "Smaller siblings are really the last thing!" in the bathroom. Malia was deeply injured and ran past Trunks out of the house towards the forest. When Son Goten came out of the bathroom and went downstairs to Trunks, the latter said, "Maybe you shouldn't have said that, Son Goten.Because your little sister ran crying towards the forest. "But Son Goten didn't care and walked past Trunks and just said:" Can we? We're running late anyway! "Trunks just shrugged his shoulders in thought, transformed, like Son Goten, into a Super Saiyan and flew off in the direction of the Capsule Corporation.


Meanwhile, Son Goku (finally!) Woke up again and looked around at Malia, whom he had seen one last time shortly before he passed out. "Son Gohan, do you know where Malia is?" "No. I have no idea. The last time she was here, right before the doorbell rang!" said the latter, who was still collecting the little muesli liqueurs and who hadn't had the idea of ​​using a vacuum cleaner yet (that's how I would do it! J). Son Goku went out of the kitchen and let Gohan go on alone ('Thank you for your tremendous help, father.' Son Gohan thought grimly). Son Goku looked for her all over the house but couldn't find her.Son Goku concentrated and tried to track down his daughter's aura. After a while, he found her. But her strength had increased tremendously, apparently she was in danger. So he teleported to help her. But Son Goku did not land on the ground, but in the air. Because Malia was hanging on a slope and could just hold on with one hand. Son Goku switched quickly and began to levitate. His daughter hung crying and screaming on the cliff and a light, golden aura surrounded her and her hair changed sparingly, always alternating, between black and blonde. Son Goku floated over to her and took her in his arms. Malia had stopped crying and her aura disappeared. Happy, nestled in her father's arm, Malia closed her eyes and a few moments later fell asleep. "I think it would be better if we didn't start training for a year or two." he said softly to Malia.



When he got home, he was facing Son Gohan, who had apparently finally managed to get the dishwasher clean. "Where was she now?" he asked curiously. “She was in the forest and was hanging on a cliff. And it looks like a new Super Saiyan will join our group in a few years.” Son Goku walked past the bewildered Son Gohan and put Malia to bed.


"Does that mean that Malia also ...?" Gohan asked his father when he came out of his daughter's room. “You got it, Son Gohan.” Son Gohan stood with his mouth open and did not know what to answer until Son Goku broke the silence. “Shall we train a little together?” Son Gohan came back from his thoughts and happily joined in.




When it got dark, Son Goten returned home and watched Son Goku and Son Gohan train for a while. With a blow in the back, Son Goku ended the fight and looked down at his son."I have to say, Son Gohan. To be honest, you were a little stronger as a child!" Son Gohan straightened up, spitting blood and said: "I know, I really have to train again. But mom always says that too I should study for my studies! "Son Goku understood and helped Gohan into the house.




"Seven thousand two hundred forty-three, seven thousand two hundred forty-four, seven thousand two hundred forty-five, ..." Vegeta and Trunks were still training and that at 355G, which was a big step forward for Trunks. It was now 11:45 p.m. Suddenly there