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Fanfic: Ich wiss keinen Tittel (B/V)leseprobe!
Chapter: I don't know a title (B / V) reading sample!
hey I'll write another FF so let yourself be surprised. by
Vegeta was still dozing. A loud bang startled him out of his dreams. In the room next to him it could be heard and music could also be heard. Boiling with anger, Vegeta went to the said room and yanked the door open. What he saw left him speechless, he saw Bulma punching a sandbag and listening to music. Bulma jumped when she noticed Vegeta, he looked at her questioningly. She said casually: "What, don't you ever send someone the box?" Vegta said nothing, Bulma wanted to go back and turn the music up. Vegeta was still standing in the door frame and watching Bulma hitting the sandbag harder and harder. After a hard blow from Bulma, the wire rope to which the sack was attached tore and flew straight into the room through the wall. Vegeta shouted: "Still very clean or something !!!! that was my wall damn it !!!!!!!" - "Yeah, that's not that bad, I won't fix it again, no panick."
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The next morning everyone was looking at the table and eating (Vegeta ate) Bulma talked to her father: "You dad, you promised me to come with me into the jungle to watch birds (I'll just say birds)." - " I'm sorry, sweetheart, but I can't. Me and your mother go on vacation for a few weeks, you can go with Vegeta. "-" WHAT !!! It's hanging somewhere or something, with Vegeta in the jungle !!! there I'd rather smooch Dende !!! "-" Hey, I heard that Bulma !! "-" Sorry, don't take Dende seriously. "-" Well, because you are. "-" Well, I'll be happy to come with you. " Vegeta spoke up. Bulma stared at him with her mouth open.
that was once a reading sample for those who want to read something like that a nice evening
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