forbade him to classify this harmless-looking woman as harmless.He's had enough problems with a woman who always seemed to know what he was thinking in advance. He didn't need one more of them by a long way ....


After the hustle and bustle around the surprise guest subsided a little, the Granny discovered him too. He wasn't used to being the last to be greeted, but in this case he didn't care.


“Oh, who do we have there?” The Granny came up to him beaming with joy. Immediately he got up. He knew immediately that this was a woman who was incredibly happy to pinch younger people's cheeks and pat them on the head.


"You must be Vegeta, don't you young man?"


He looked down at the old lady in amazement.


Bulma slid off her grandmother's side and patted her shoulder.


"Granny, may I introduce you, this is Vegeta!" She shot him a warning look. He knew exactly what she was throwing at his head.

'Please be nice to her or I'll turn your neck around!'


"Vegeta, this is our dear granny from the southern capital!"


The Saiyan shook himself. Finally he had to admit that he somehow liked the old lady, not as simple-minded as the others.


"Nice to meet you!"


"Oh!", The grandmother cried out in delight. Bulma also had to admit that she was surprised at the suddenly good manners of her roommate. He even had the decency to get up.


'Where did he suddenly conjure them up?'


"Vegeta - that's a very unusual name."


The woman did what Vegeta had recently feared ... she patted his cheek. Bulma threw him her 'Hold still, or I'll make a hospital emergency out of you! '- look too. He endured all the suffering patiently while the woman continued to gossip. In this area she seemed in no way inferior to her granddaughter - and he had wondered who Bulma had inherited this 'gift' from.

"But let's stay with the 'YOU'. We are all one big family, aren't we sweeties?"


Vegeta looked questioningly at Bulma. But she passed her gaze on to her mother, who just innocently shrugged her shoulders.


But before Bulma could reply, her grandmother added one more thing. Out of the blue she put her hands on Bulma's stomach and looked at her hopefully.


"So what? What are my great-grandchildren doing?"


Bulma's jaw fell on the floor as if struck by lightning.


"Waaaaaas? Granny, I'm not pregnant! How did you get that?"


It was getting creepy, first Goku was talking rubbish and now her granny too ....


"Not? Oh ..." All of a sudden she stepped up to Vegeta and pinched his arm.


"Hey! What is this supposed to be?"


'Old lady or not! Nobody should treat him like that! '


But before he could strike back, the older woman cut him off.

"Young man, hold on! I'm 75 years old now and I want to dance at the wedding of my great-grandchildren before I die! So, watch! It's not that difficult these days to bring children into the world!"


Now it was Vegeta's jaw that plopped to the floor. Completely perplexed, he stared at Bulma, who was reddened to the touch of her toenails.


The granny, however, interpreted her behavior completely differently.


"You don't have to be embarrassed. In our society today there are no taboo topics anyway. Even an old woman like me knows about artificial insemination. You two should find out more about it ..." urged the old lady.


Bulma saw Vegeta's jaw crack from the floor at least into the basement.


'Of course, Granny made the proud prince of the Saiya-Yins sterile.'


Although Bulma isn't even sure if Vegeta even knew what it meant to 'father' children

She pushed energetically between her granny and the ticking time bomb.


"I just don't believe it ... What is that old box doing ...!", Vegeta thundered. Bulma tried desperately to keep him at arm's length.


"Take it easy, Vegeta! Leave that to me! There is probably just a small misunderstanding that we can clear up in a small, harmless conversation.", She said in a firm voice.


The last thing she needed now after this embarrassing affair was a massacre. She grabbed her granny by the shoulders and pushed her into her room before Vegeta completely freaked out.




"Oh, then you are not married at all?" Repeated the lovely lady.


"Granny, we're not even a couple!" Bulma explained to her grandmother. She watched with amusement as the old lady touched her heart, only to give her an amusing smile in the next moment.


"Oh dear, poor boy!I hope I haven't caused you too much trouble. "Bulma smiled and fell into her granny 's arms.


"You could never cause us any inconvenience. But I admit, you managed to make us look really old." She looked at her grandma lovingly and was satisfied that she was still the lively and mischievous woman she was liked liked. It was always something wonderful to have her here.


Granny took her granddaughter's face between her hands and looked at her in a way that was irritating to Bulma.


"What is Granny? Are you okay?"


"Yes, of course everything is fine, even in the best of order. Admittedly, I was angry because I wasn't even invited to my favorite granddaughter's wedding. But now I'm reassured. Although you two listed yourselves earlier as you would have been married for years. "


"You mean the arguments? I have to warn you, Vegeta can get stubborn and stubborn.Quarrels are inevitable, so to speak! ", she informed her granny.


"Oh, don't worry, honey. Your grandfather was just like that. He always wanted to be right and most of all he never wanted to admit that he had made a mistake once."


"I guess Vegeta will beat Grandfather by a few more stretches, but you will surely be able to get an idea of ​​it for yourself. That means when he can be seen outside of the training capsule again."


"Training capsule?" Repeated her granny ignorantly. For a moment Bulma thought about hiding from the old lady why Vegeta was training so doggedly. Besides, she would soon be wondering what her granddaughter was doing in her spare time. Bulma has never been a master at lying, and she certainly wouldn't be able to fool her granny. She knew each other way too well for that. In addition, Bulma was of the firm conviction that nothing could be hidden from these gray eyes anyway.So she decided to tell her the story of the future boy, the cyborgs, and their friends. She left out only a few details, such as Vegeta's dark past or the prophecy that the earth would be razed to the ground in 2 ½ years.




15. Evening tea with Granny


Vegeta had just finished his final evening training and went straight to the kitchen after a refreshing shower to quench his thirst. He had trained for an unusually long time today, but there was a reason for it. After all, the old lady had infuriated him to such an extent that he could let his anger run free in tremendous energies. To his surprise, however, he found that others were awake at this time as well. Vegeta recognized Bulma's voice and that of her granny. They both sat laughing in the lounge by the dim candlelight.




"May I pour you some more tea?"

“Yes, of course.” Without hesitation, Bulma got up and took the jug away from the counter on the opposite side of the kitchen. She stopped moving when she saw Vegeta in the doorway.


"Well, are you still awake?"


"I could ask you the same thing!"


"Come and sit down with us, Vegeta! My granddaughter was just about to pour me tea. I'm sure she'll bring you a cup."


Actually, he had absolutely no desire to sit down with the old woman. But somehow he did. There was something about the old woman that even he couldn't escape.


Apparently the woman wasn't about to apologize ...


"My Bulma has already told me that you are training really very hard for the big battle with the machines."


He looked at Bulma in amazement. He hadn't expected that.


Bulma saw his questioning look and vigorously shook her head. He only nodded briefly to show her that he understood.

Bulma would tell him afterwards what was going on.


Neither of them felt the loving look of the granny, who watched their exchange of thoughts without words.


"Oh ... what is that?" noticed Bulma startled. Vegeta and the Granny listened up. They watched the young woman who disappeared briefly from the kitchen and then came back with a small suitcase in her hand.


"You fool, why don't you say you're hurt!"


Bulma looked worriedly at the wound on Vegeta's right hand. He turned the limb in the dim light and examined the small abrasion.


"It's just a scratch ...", he remarked casually.


“You know how I think about 'scratches' like that.” She unpacked her small bottle of Merthiolate and some cotton swabs. Without further hesitation she put his hand flat on the table, disinfected it and stuck a plaster with cute little elephants on it.


Vegeta looked at the little animals in horror.

"Couldn't you have taken another one?" He criticized.


"I think the elephants suit you ..."


"Huh? How am I supposed to understand that?"


"My goodness! There weren't any others left. I don't have to get some again until tomorrow, because our need for bandages has increased radically in the last few months ..."


"Grrrr." He growled back.


A throat clearing reminded the two fighters that they were not alone.


"You two are sure you're not married ...?" The old lady teased.


"Granny!" Warned the granddaughter jokingly. Even Vegeta couldn't help smiling.


"Have I already told you that your act Shahila intends to get married in two weeks?" Bulma choked on her tea.