something in my stomach now. 'With that resolve, Vegeta moved on. When he got to the kitchen, he went straight to the refrigerator. He opened the door ... and almost passed out. Empty. The refrigerator was empty. 'No, that must be a nightmare.Usually it was always full. All right, but there's still the pantry. 'He walked a few yards and went into the pantry. There he went for salami, bread, pickles, chocolate and a jar of canned cherries. The entire feeding orgy lasted about 4 ½ minutes. "Burp." He closed the pantry door and staggered in the direction of the bathroom, wanting to go to the toilet. Here he had to pass his and Bulma's room. As he passed her room he heard Bulma talking to someone. "Yes, tomorrow noon is excellent. No, no problem Yamcha, but at least give me a tip what you want to discuss with me. No, well, okay. Yes, see you tomorrow." Bulma threw herself back on her bed. 'Hrmpf, she's meeting the weakling tomorrow. Pah, waste of time. 'Vegeta kept sneaking into the bathroom to do his "business".


Bulma sighed in relief. 'Yamcha will definitely propose to me.

We have been together for almost 10 years now. It was about time. What am I wearing? How do you think he asks? Bulma tossed and turned in her bed, hugging an old teddy bear. Then she got up to go to the bathroom and brush her teeth. When she arrived at the bathroom, Bulma had to find out that it was occupied. So she waited until that one came out. When Vegeta left the bathroom, he saw two bright blue eyes that shone with the stars. Bulma smiled at him. He wanted to smile back at her, but his pride held him back in time. So he strutted past her, the unworthy earth woman, without a movement of his face. Bulma was used to it and it touched her little. She didn't even feel like scolding him because he got up. (Yes, should he put that to bed?) Vegeta swayed when he got to his room, which was already very dangerous. 'Shit, it was apparently more exhausting than I thought it would be.Everything is spinning in my head again. I go to bed. 'He went to his bed and crawled under the covers, but didn't fall asleep. Twenty minutes later his door opened and Bulma crept into the room. She went to the window and opened it. A cool breeze came in. It was good for Vegeta and he sighed softly. Bulma leaned over him and felt his forehead. Vegeta made no move. He wanted to know what she would do when he slept. "Hm, increased again. Hopefully the wounds will heal soon." She reached for the bowl of water that was still on the bedside table. Then she pulled a tissue handkerchief from her pocket and dipped it in. After it was wrung out, she folded it in half and placed it on Vegeta's forehead. He stayed calm. 'Don't move Vegeta, or she'll notice you're awake. 'Bulma stroked his cheek. "I'm sure the temperature will be down tomorrow. Then maybe you can go into the garden and get some fresh air."'She smiles, I'm sure. Tomorrow I can get up. Then I can soon continue my training." Meanwhile, Bulma snuck out of the room.


Soon Vegeta was sound asleep. Bulma, on the other hand, tossed around restlessly in her bed, excited for the next day.




It was 11:00 a.m. when Vegeta opened his eyes. The sun was already shining brightly in his room. 'What's making such a noise here? 'Loud music came from Bulma's room to which she sang even louder. 'It sounds so ... so happy. 'Vegeta straightened up. 'I can get up today. When will she come and tell me that? 'He hadn't really finished thinking yet when the door was opened and Bulma, who was still beaming, stormed into his room. She stood in front of him surprisingly quickly and immediately put her hand on his forehead. Vegeta could have defended herself, but he knew what she was doing. "You can get up today, Vegeta. Your temperature is fine.Can you come up alone "" What do you always ask so stupid woman. You ought to know. "Bulma glared at him." I just don't want you to fold me up again. Come on, hurry up a little. "" I won't let my pace be dictated to me! "Vegeta got up from his bed and went to the closet." Well, I'll be outside and get your seat ready for you. "Bulma left the room. Vegeta looked after her." I'm not going to go any faster. Just that you can get to your weakling. "From the closet he pulled a white T-shirt and colorful boxer shorts at a snail's pace.


He put them on at the same pace. Then the door was torn open again. Vegeta was standing in the room wearing only the t-shirt. Bulma went bright red in the face. Vegeta didn't really know what to do, so he glared at her. "I've executed everything and I'm going now. My mother will show you your place in the garden and bring you something to eat."Bulma stuttered and disappeared as quickly as she came.


Vegeta was still glaring at the door. 'Why did she turn so red? Has she never seen a naked man? 'Vegeta kept getting dressed and then went into the kitchen, hoping to find Ms. Briefs and something to eat there. He got lucky. There he was received: "Ah Vegeta. Are you feeling better? We were so worried about you. But a tough man like you won't let himself get down. Well, first of all, sit down and eat something real." Frau Briefs served up a huge pile of all kinds of delicacies in front of him. Vegeta was amazed and immediately began to gobble everything down as usual. After a quarter of an hour the table was cleared and the view of a smiling Frau Briefs was cleared. "Come on, I'll take you to the garden, there you can rest and read something or watch a little TV." Vegeta followed her without grumbling. In the garden Bulma had put a deck chair under the parasol.There was a table next to it. On this was a jug and a glass. Mrs. Briefs left Vegeta alone. He sat down on the deck chair and poured himself a glass of tea. 'Hm, it tastes very different from the tea from the other day. 'Vegeta sat and enjoyed the rest. After a while he began to exercise his mind.




Meanwhile at Bulma:


Bulma arrived at the agreed place shortly before noon. Yamcha wasn't there yet.


'Will he be on time? 'Bulma looked around. At the end of the path she saw him coming towards her. "Halloooooo Yamchauuuuu ..." Bulma ran towards him. He smiled at her. "Hello Bulma. How are you?" "Good, and you?" "Also. Let's have an ice cream." All right. “Bulma followed him. 'Why doesn't he take my hand? An ice cream. Pah. I finally want my proposal.' After they had settled in an ice cream parlor and ordered their ice cream, Yamcha said,“ Bulma, you know we have been together for almost 10 years now. "" Yes, "she replied with a questioning undertone," and you know that I love you more than anything, but ... "" But? "Now she looked questioningly into his eyes.He turned his head to one side. “But I found someone else.” At that moment a world collapsed for Bulma. "You have someone else?" "Yes. And I love her." "Then how can you say you love me more than anything? You lying ass, you ..." Yamcha interrupted her: "Bulma, you have to admit, that it hasn't worked out with us lately. And besides, you don't love me anymore. "Yamcha`s eyes watered. "How can you say that I wouldn't love you anymore? How did you get such a brain-burned idea?" "You have someone else too! This Vegeta. You take care of him with a devotion that you never do with me And I don't want to be in the shadow of this "prince". Bulma you have to understand me. "" No Yamcha. I thought you would finally propose to me and then you throw me on the head that I had something with Vegeta . You ... "At that moment the waitress came with the ice cream for both of them.Bulma picked up a mug and threw Yamcha at it. She got up and ran away. “Bulma wait ... Please!” Yamcha wanted to follow her, but then stopped. “It's probably better that way.” He paid for the ice cream and left the cafe.






End of part 2. To be continued.




(However, this time it takes a little, because I have to work and have theory lessons in the driving school twice.)