"Dingdong" rang out from outside, Goku shouted: "I'm going, I'm going, I think it's the postman!" and with these words he opened the door. "Hello, Mr. Son, I have a package here for you," said the postman, whose trousers had already been torn up by Beh, Mr. Satan's dog, * by the way, the two of them are visiting *. "Hey really great!" said Goku and opened the package. "YESAAAA! Finally I have it! Did that?" Muten Roshi had sent him a TV because Goku had asked him for it, as they had too little money to afford something expensive, and a couple of booklets to go with it * grin * . "What kind of nice books are they?" Goten asked his father. He began, "These are Pokemon notebooks that a friend gave me. Do you want them?" Then Goten began to scream: "Help! Pokemon! Throw away the fucking notebooks!"


And ran away. Goku went into his room with a triumphant look to watch the World Cup on the new television with Satan. "YEAH!Japan ahead, one more goal! "Satan shouted." Goku, why don't you just teleport to the stadium? “Because that would be unfair to the other spectators,” replied the naive Goku. “But you could make an exception at the World Cup, right? And besides, will you take me with you? "Asked Satan." Sure! And I'll take Goten with me too. "Then Goku, Goten and Mr. Satan teleported to Yokohama Stadium ...




SEQUEL FOLLOWS...




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