So, the 2nd part of the soccer match + Vegeta's birthday






After Freezer had gotten an overview, he got his whistle and blew in hard.


“Listen, Nappa. You can't do that. That hurts poor Piccolo. "


"Exactly * sniff *" said Piccolo.


“I don't want that. It was a reflex, I automatically rip out everyone's arm. "


“Still, that's nasty! "Piccolo complained, growing his arm back. Luckily he was a Namek.


“Never, never, never do that again! "warned Freezer.


"No red card?"


"No, honey. But if that happens again, I'll think about it. "


"Phew ...", Nappa snorted in relief.


"Because I don't like it when people bother me painting my fingernails," said Freezer.


Now the game could go on. The Namekians were really steaming up now. Vegeta even had to stop the ball twice, otherwise the Namekians would have taken the lead.King Vegeta liked that, after all, he was for the Namekians.


,, NAMEK BEFORE, ANOTHER GOAL !!!! "


“You haven't scored a goal yet! "Vegeta called.


,,So what?"


After all, the first half was over and it was 0-0. The players left the place panting to be able to rest a little. Vegeta took a deep breath.


"Why are you so exhausted? ", asked Goku, who complained about a stitch." You didn't do anything, we had to run. "


“Do you actually know how difficult it is to watch yourselves? And then I have to stand around all the time, I can't even sit down. And my drinking is all too. "


,,How terrible....."


After a short break, they had to get back on the lawn. The Namekians determined to win, the Saiyajins plagued by hunger. the only thing that worked now was the fouls on the Namekians. And Freezer let the Saiyajins get away with everything.

,, Nappa, leave my arm alone! "hissed Piccolo.


"I didn't do anything!"


"Just not. Then why do you have a Namek arm in your hand? "


,, Oops, how did he get here ...? "


But Nappa was lucky, Freezer wasn't paying attention because he was too busy looking at himself in the mirror. So the game dragged on. In the 89th minute, for example, it was still 0-0 because no one was able to score a nice goal, the Namek attacked again. Vegeta woke up from his twilight sleep. Dende pulled the trigger. But it turns out to be a flank to Muhli. Vegeta had jumped to the left, of course, and Muhli, logically, shot to the right. Vegeta wouldn't have made it in time. So he fired an energy beam towards the ball and the leather was torn to shreds.


,, Oops! "Vegeta landed safely on both feet. Freezer came running and looked at the scrap.


"Vegeta ..." he said.

"Uh, yes?"


"What was that supposed to mean?"


,, Well, that was so ... It was a "


"Reflex," the Namekians finished for him.


"Now we need a new ball," said Freezer.


,,Yes."


"But we don't have another ball."


,,Oh no?"


"Nah."


Freezer whistled.


“The game is postponed! ", he called." Aborted because of missing utensils! "


“Then who won? it would have been a goal anyway, "said Dende." So the Namekians won. Besides, we would have only had 1 minute to play anyway. "


,, Nope. The Saiyans won. They look a lot better, "said Freezer.


With this decision, everyone but the Namekians and King Vegeta were pleased.




It took the Namekians a while to come to terms with this decision. You could say they were annoyed green, but they were already.




A few days later. When Vegeta woke up, there were no Saiyajins to be seen anywhere.Actually, given their number, that was impossible. But they couldn't be gone either, because their shoes were piled up in the corridor. Then he went to the kitchen, which was pitch black. When he switched on the light, he was startled. All the Saiyans had squeezed into the kitchen, which was scary in itself, and they were grinning stupidly too. Then everyone took a deep breath and the disaster took its course, because they began to sing.


"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR VEGGI, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU !!!!"


It took Vegeta a while to recover from the croaking, then he realized that it was his birthday today.


“Oh yes, that's right. It's my birthday today, "he said thoughtfully. The Saiyajins came running to congratulate him.


,, Hey, Veggi, ey, all the best! "


,,Yes, thank you-"


,, I can`t believe it, my little son is ... how old is he actually? "


"Father, don't cry-"

So he was showered with congratulations. When every Saiyajin had congratulated him at least 3 times (it was time for lunch), Goku and Gohan brought the fat birthday cake. It was supposed to be fat, but some of them were already hungry and feasted on the cake. In any case, there was only one piece of cake left. 46 candles were squeezed onto it. Vegeta became episode 46 (that may not be entirely true, but it's sausage).


"Hey," said King Vegeta angrily. "Who ate Vegeta's cake?"


All Saiyans agreed.


,,YOU!!! "they called, pointing to King Vegeta.


,,I?! Not me..."


,,But! It was you, "everyone shouted in unison.


Vegeta stared indignantly at his father.


"Vegeta, believe me, I didn't finish your cake."


"And why are cake crumbs still hanging in your beard?"


"Shit, I thought I washed them out ..."

“Father, how could you! That was my cake! "


"Oh, I couldn't help it, it said" For Vegeta "and, well, I just thought that the cake was meant for me ..."


Bulma came in there. She was already excited that some Saiyan would eat Vegeta's cake, so she had baked another one, one that was much bigger than the old one.


“If I had known that you were doing a bigger one, then I would have taken it! "said King Vegeta, staring longingly at the cake.


"All the best, my darling," said Bulma. "Now blow out the candles."


Vegeta took a deep breath.


"Vegeta, be careful!"


All air escaped from Vegeta and he puffed very carefully. It was nothing more than a small breeze, but the candles weren't just blown out, they were hurled across the entire kitchen. Goku was in the way again and all the candles smacked in his face.


,, UUUUAAAHHHHHH, the wax !!!!he yelled, ripping the wax off his face. Then he exhaled.


“Phew, nothing happens. What is? Why are you all looking at me so strangely? ", he asked and looked into the horrified faces of the others. Then he smelled it too.


,, WWWWHHHHHAAAAAAAAA, my hair is burning !!!! "


Not all of the candles had been blown out properly after all. Panicked, Goku stormed out of the kitchen. Everyone stared after him.


“Vegeta, do you want your presents now? "asked Bulma.


,,But of course!"


There were quite a few presents. After all, he got something from every Saiyan. At the 1092nd gift he stopped counting. There were z. B. clothes, combat suits, scouters, food (which Vegeta was very happy about), money and vouchers for some restaurants, new CD's from Nickelback and, and, and. Then he had to open all the birthday cards. The warmest and most loving ones, of course, came from Bulma, Trunks and Freezer. It was quite late now and Vegeta had spent most of his birthday opening presents and cards.But the day wasn't over yet and they decided to grill outside in the garden the rest of the time. Despite Bulma and Vegeta's warnings, King Vegeta wanted to be the grill master. So while everyone was sitting at the table and chatting, King Vegeta was standing at the grill, turning sausages, many, many sausages for many, many hungry Saiyans. He had his grill apron with the label "I'm Mr. Perfect" on. I guess that should prove he was an excellent grill. But that still remains to be seen. After 3 hours of waiting, he finally served up a few sausages. The Saiyajins were happy to take it. But at the first bite they grimaced a little. King Vegeta looked at her expectantly.


,,And? Do they taste good? I added my favorite curry sauce to it. "


Everyone stared at him.


"Hm, it's actually not very hot."


"Father, what does it say?"


"I don't know, I can't read Earthling writing."

"Are you sure this is the right curry sauce?"


"Well, I want to hope so."


Bulma took the bottle with the sauce.


“It says here: Only pour a little on it. How much did you do on it? "


,, Uh. One drop. "


,,Father!"


,, Well, maybe a little more? I just poured the sauce over it, there was Shakira's "Whenever, Wherever" on the radio, you know, my new flame and when I wanted to turn up the volume, well, the bottle fell over the sausages and it leaked. Huh, huh, huh .... you are not angry with me now .....? Come on, I'm no better either. All of my sauce went on for you, and it's very expensive. "


Vegeta opened his mouth to say something, a flame came out and sunk Goku's hair.


"Not again ...", Goku whined and patted his burning head of hair. Vegeta burped, and a small cloud of smoke came out.


,, Sorry .... "

When everyone had quenched their thirst, King Vegeta was first put through the grinders. Vegeta suddenly felt a familiar energy. The others felt the power too. The energy was approaching them.


“Do you feel that? "Vegeta asked Goku.


Goku, pulling King Vegeta's hair, said:


,,Hm? Yes, I can feel it too. "


Everyone turned their heads.


,,Is what? "asked King Vegeta, who was lying on the grass.


“That energy! I know you! I know who it belongs to! ", Vegeta suddenly called." Follow me! "


All Saiyajins ran after him, Goku came in last and pulled