Hello, there I am again! I don't feel like doing such a long preface today, so I'll just ask a little something: do you mind if I write another FF at the same time? (Small reading sample at the end of this part!)


Okay, please tell me whether yes or no, and I'll start with my FF now!




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Half a year has passed since Vegeta was out and about with Bulma (amusement park and co. Vegeta trains all day long in the GR (something really new, honest ...) and Bulma ... Bulma sits over her tables as usual and works out the recipe for a new soft drink in the midday heat. (That was now what is called a tapeworm phrase.Well, who is screaming like that? Tess, can it be that your brother dies a heroic death just hearing the word tapeworm?)


´So, if I take a little sugar and a lot of orange juice, plus a splash of apple, lemon and peach juice, sprinkled with unbelievably sparkling mineral water, then I would have to ... “Bulma was rudely torn from her thoughts, or rather, the whole thing House trembled with a dull roar. "Oh, damn it, fuck the mineral water! And anyway, if people are hot, they should mix something themselves!" Angry about the sudden interruption of her work, Bulma stomped into the kitchen and began to try out her new recipe. Only then did she actually realize who or what had almost brought the house to collapse (again). A picture suddenly appeared in her mind. A smiling vegeta who took her lovingly (pah, Vegeta and lovingly, yuck!) In his arms. ´Bulma, what are you crazy about?Vegeta hates the people! Although ... 'The house shook again. There was a clink in the living room and after a short time Bulma realized that Vegeta had managed to knock down the sink with the porcelain. "VEGETA !!!" Boiling with anger, she ran to the GR, tore the door open and ... found herself in two strong arms. Vegeta stood in the doorway just like her and stared at her with narrowed eyes. "WHAT is it?" He hissed. Bulma raised her head slowly and looked into the pitch black eyes that glared at her. "I ... you ... you broke the china and there ... uh ..."


"Should I apologize? Well, if you let me have a shower then?" The acrid sarcasm in the deep voice couldn't be ignored. "Hey, hello, I'm talking to you! Sorry, you let me do the same first, or should I do the same with you, again with the china?" Confused, Bulma stepped aside, Vegeta stomped grimly down the long hallway. 'That stupid turkey!Man, how stupid I was that I almost thought YOU was a Saiya-ji! `




´I know it wasn't a real hug and yet ... somehow mri did this rough guy really good. It's actually no wonder, I haven't received any pats for almost half a year! `


"Hello, courage ... um Bulma, are you there?" Surprised, Bulma turned around. The voice sounded familiar. "Ah, hello, Sknurt, are you nesting there again?" the boy nodded, his violet head rocked back and forth a few times. “Come in, sit down!” Trunks walked slowly towards his young mother. "Ummm ..." he started. 'I can't just ask her how things are going with my father. 'Bulma sighed. "You know what? It's nice that you're here, now I can finally talk to someone. Do you have any idea what just happened?"


"Vegeta hugged you!" ´It would be nice, but I have to allow myself a little joke! 'Bulma stared at him in disbelief."Where ... how do you know?"


"How now, did I type correctly?" The blue-haired woman nodded. "Tell me, you come from the (hell !!) future, I ... I have the feeling I like Vegeta, can you help me that he might ..."


“Sure!” Trunks shone like the sun itself. That was exactly what he wanted to hear. "I think Vegeta is very proud. Just do something that amazes him!"


"And what?" Grumbled Bulma. "I know next to nothing about him!"


"But me, watch out ..."




A few days passed with Bulma busy making preparations. She had bought a small piece of land in the mountains from the city administration and was now compacting it for a specific purpose. After five days of hard work, her work was finally completed. With trembling knees she knocked carefully on the metal door of the GR. With a low hiss, it opened. "Ve ... Vegeta?"The Saiya-jin was sitting on the floor and contemplated the landscape in front of the CC. Brought back to reality by Bulma's voice, he slowly got up and went to the door." What is it now? "he asked quietly." I, uh, we have to show you something. "


"I don't want to." Vegeta slowly pressed the button to close the door, but Trunks jumped in between. “Yes, you do!” With these words he grabbed his father and dragged him into the waiting plane. as you can probably imagine, Vegeta fidgeted and kicked continuously. On the plane, Trunks said as a precaution: "I'm faster, I'm stronger, so don't even try to run away!"




After a flight of about three quarters of an hour, the Hellers mountains came into view. Bulma landed carefully on the stony ground. When getting out of the car, she pressed a wreath of flowers into Vegeta's arms. "Come on and ... be quiet"


“Tss!” Trunks had crossed his arms and was walking after his father.The three walked for a while through dark fir trees until a small clearing came into view. Beeches were planted in a circle around an oval stone that had been set up on the front of a small hill. The stone shimmered in rainbow colors as the sun shone on it. The little hill was planted with blue cornflowers, some dark roses framed the hill. No bird twittered, the sun sent its gentle rays through the thick canopy of the beech trees. Vegeta looked at the stone. 'Loved, missed and unforgotten' was written in engraved letters on the stone. Among the four words was another; Rabégonée.


"A grave ..." Slowly Vegeta walked towards the stone and behtusam placed the wreath on the gravestone.


'I could howl like a castle dog ...'




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Okay, so that was the part. Tarurig, sad ...

well, not to be changed, here comes the first small excerpt from "Vegeta's daughter":


"The black-haired woman stared at Vegeta non-stop. The Saiya-jin tried to suppress the pounding pain in his head so that he could at least think reasonably clearly." Why ... Why are you doing that? "Vegeta knew he owed the pain to this woman. Her people did not produce fighters, their people taught the art of telephathy (spelled correctly?)


"It's been 21 years since you promised me to come back to raise Tega with me. Where have you been in the 20 years after Freezer's death?" Vegeta didn't answer, clenched his teeth. "Oh, that's it! How was that? I promise you won't look at any other woman? Who is this blue-haired woman? And who are the two brats who scurry around like mosquitoes?"


"How am I supposed to answer you when you almost paralyze me with your stupid Naral?"


(End of reading sample)

Okay, that was it, should I write that down sometime? Please let me know, I'm happy a hundred for every pick!


See you soon! Good bye! Goodbye!


Lovsgnutchachoh,


estragon, Nisseznirp from Netenalp Edre ...


Brr, this is complicated! So, see you sometime (as I said, I'm going to Norway and won't be back until school starts)


BYE! * wink *