So dear people: o)


This is my first FF ... Please don't expect too much: o) But whether praise, suggestions or criticism, every comment is okay with me; o)




It is "a little" short: o (


But I hope you don't mind * ss *




* cough * By the way: Trunks is already 17 in the FF and Son-Goten is of course 16 * g * (Son-Goten may only appear in the second part; o)


Well: Have fun reading: o)


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The sun shone on his face and the gentle wind that blew through the open window caressed his hair.


Trunks opened his eyes very slowly. He yawned loudly, turned on the other side and was just about to fall asleep when he heard his father calling out: "TRUNKS!" Get your bum down, there's breakfast! ".


A few minutes later he finally decided to join his family at the breakfast table.

His eyes opened a little again and the blurry image of the alarm clock slowly formed.


,,WHAT? Half past seven? Damn I'm late for school! ". Trunks dangled out of bed and got dressed quickly." Will it be up there soon ?! " came the voice of Vegeta again. "Yes, yes, I'm coming!" Trunks replied quickly and hurried down the stairs to the kitchen.


"Iiiihhhh, how do you look?" Vegeta asked while he looked at Trunks. "Me? Why?". “Well look at you! ".


Trunks looked confused at Vegeta and then began to look down at himself.


Bulma, who was just chewing her bun, also looked at Trunks. She found it difficult to suppress an ever-increasing fit of laughter. Her problems with suppressing the laughing fit almost led her to choke on her buns.


"Either you are sick or you have a confused taste, son?" Vegeta said while he didn’t take his eyes off the pink and frilled blouse.

A huge drop of sweat formed on Trunk's face. He was so embarrassed about the situation that he could hardly utter a note.


Now it came over Bulma: She laughed out loud. The remaining - already chewed - pieces of bread ran towards Vegeta's face.


Now a grin made itself felt on Trunks' face.


Disgusted Vegeta wiped the broth off his face. "Is that how you treat a Saiyajin prince?" He hissed at Bulma with a contemptuous look.


Bulma shook her head convulsively while she was still cackling wildly and almost from the chair a lot.


Vegeta didn't feel like an argument this morning (for once * g *) and turned towards the door.


"Where are you going, father?" Trunks asked and looked after Vegeta.


Vegeta growled and walked towards the gravity room.


"I should have really thought" Trunks thought and turned back to Bulma.

,, * gulp * ... * giggle * ... My machine did a great job! "grinned Bulma furtively.


"What do you mean by that?" He asked and looked at Bulma questioningly.


“Yesterday I made an ingenious invention. She can bring clothes and similar things to a certain place. Depending on the destination you enter. "." So, what does that have to do with my unwanted new outfit ?! ". “Well, I wanted to test the good CX63, so I gave her my blouse and entered your closet as the destination. Maybe I forgot to pick up my pink blouse "said Bulma, who couldn't help but grin.


"You got it clean!" Trunks grumbled, slightly offended.


After a few minutes of silence (except for Bulma's giggles of course + g +) Bulma spoke up again:


"Tell me, don't you have to go to school slowly, honey?" Asked Bulma while she pointed to the clock.


Trunks looked at the clock and ran up quickly."What a bummer, I'm late. I have to change quickly !! "he explained quickly before he disappeared into his room.










Annotation:


I know, I know ... Not very well done, but currently I'm at the lowest point with my imagination * g * It's also my first FF; o) No master falls from the sky * g *


I hope for lots of advice and comments. Regardless of whether it is criticism or praise. Both are right to me * g *




To be continued soon: o) (But I also have to learn a lot, so please don't be angry if it may take a little longer * dear look * ss *)