So, I'll keep writing!




Bulma carefully took Vegeta by the hands and led him a few meters. However, she couldn't prevent it from falling again.


"Ouch!"


"Vegeta, you weren't born to skate."


“I told you that right away! Look at this! I already have bruises * sniffed * everywhere! "


"Oh, I know what."


Bulma left Vegeta alone and curved to the edge of the area. Vegeta stared after her. Then she came back with a large box.


"What is that, Bulma?"


20 minutes later.


Bulma did her laps happily. She didn't have to worry about the Saiyans anymore. She had made them ice-skate-safe. Guess? In the box were crash helmets, knee and elbow pads, and pillows. Crash helmets on the head (oh dear, how is that supposed to work with the hair variations of the SJ?), Knee pads on the knees, elbow pads on the elbows and pillows tied to the buttocks (so that you don't hurt your very best if you fall * dear smile * ).In fact, the Saiyans felt much safer! Still popped, but it didn't hurt as much. Vegeta was just starting his 2nd lap when King Vegeta turned up.


"Vegeta, tell me, do you know where the blonde is that Bulma talked about earlier?"


"She was just kidding you."


,,Really?"


"Yes, father. C18 has been gone a long time ago. "


,, Uuh ... "


King Vegeta sank to the ground.


"What is it, father?"


“The thought of the blonde gave me the strength to ice skate. But now ... I ... feel ... so ... powerless ... "


As King Vegeta was sorry for Vegeta, he drove to the edge with difficulty.


,, Hey, you there! ", he snapped at the man who was reading the newspaper and listening to the radio at a table.


,,What?"


"Please turn up the radio! An emergency!"


,,OK. Really loud? "


,,Yes!"


Now you heard a song in the whole hall. And everyone knew him because he is currently number 2 in the single charts.

,, UNDERNEATH YOUR CLOTHES, THERES AN ENDLESS STORY, THERES THE MAN I CHOOSE, THERES MY TERRETORY ... "


,, My Shaki mouse! ", called King Vegeta, jumped up and drove happily on, turned a few circles and jumped into the air.


'What he can do, we can too! , thought the Saiyajins and tried to emulate King Vegeta. But since too many were scurrying around on the ice surface, most of course collided with others and clapped again.


"No matter what you do, you are always too stupid for that ...", Bulma muttered.


Goku came to see Vegeta (GOKU CAN SKATE?!?!?! APPLAUSE !!!).


"Well Vegeta, how about a little race?"


"Wouldn't that be a bit tired of life?"


"Come on, I want to see who is faster!"


Have Goku and Vegeta switched roles? Since Vegeta never avoided a challenge unless Bulma told him to clean up, he took up fighting stance.


"Vegeta, race, don't fight!"

"Sorry, the habit ..."


Uuuund go! Of course, they didn't want to rush anything at first.


,,What are you doing? ", asked Bulma and drove leisurely next to the two of them, which was not a great feat at the speed of the Saiyajins.


"We're in a race, you can see."


,,No."


"Save yourself your comments, Bulma."


,,If you think."


She drove away again.


,, VEGETA !!!! HELP, I'M WRITTEN !!!! "


Goku pulled Vegeta down with him, they slid down the track, straight into a group of Saiyajins and - all nines swept down! Bravo, you two! At least you can play bowling ...




I'll start with the next part right away. Heading:


"The vehement form"


For everyone who already knows my FF completely, so only a storm hairstyle, because Dreiauge never reads it through: I know the part comes later, but I want to write it now!




It was December now. Christmas time. Gift time. Stressful time.This time Vegeta couldn't avoid it, he had to buy gifts for the others. Financially, however, it didn't look so rosy. He had already spent all the money Bulma gave him every month, his pocket money so to speak, so one morning he came to Bulma in the workshop to swallow a few hundred dollars from her.


“Don't you have any more money? "was Bulma's first reaction.


"Nope."


"What have you bought yourself again now?"


,, Och ... this and that .... "


"You mean cheesburger and fries?"


,,Exactly."


Bulma sighed and walked around the table where she had her tools to get a wrench.


,,And? ", Vegeta asked." Will you give me a few hundred? It can also be in 1000 Euro bills. "


There are no 1000 euro bills, so I want to indicate the amount of Vegeta's request.


“You know, Vegeta, that's enough. I already give you a lot every month so that you can buy something nice and you spend everything at McDonalds! "

"And what's wrong with that?"


“Be careful, if you want to buy nice presents, pay for it with your own money. And if you don't have one, then you just have to go to work. "


,,WHAT?! Me and work? And how do you imagine that? "


"You can remove the snow on the neighbour's lawn or wash cars."


Vegeta had the terrible idea, he, at a gas station entrance, with dungarees and cleaning rags in his pants, a water bucket with a lot of foam in it and a sign in front of him that reads: "I'll wash your cars for 10 euros" and on top of that shouting: “I'll wash your cars for only 10 euros! "because there were enough illiterates.


"No, I don't wash cars."


"Then you have to see how you can get money," said Bulma, who had turned her back on him in the meantime.


"Oh, and, Vegeta?"


,,Yes?"


"Put the money back in my wallet."


,,Damn..."




He didn't want to beg from the others either, and he couldn't either, the others were broke too.For better or worse, he had to fall back on the job.


,,What are you doing there? ", asked King Vegeta when he saw Vegeta sitting at the kitchen table with newspapers in front of him and curling up job offers.


"I need a job because Bulma doesn't give me any money for presents," said Vegeta, annoyed.


"Wait until Christmas Eve, you always get money for free."


"But it's already too late, Christmas is this month."


,,What?! Already this one? Shit, I'm broke. Vegeta, can you lend me something? "


"What do you think, why I hold THIS pen in my hand and frame THESE job offers on THIS page in THIS newspaper?"


"Because you have no money?"


"Exactly, great conclusion, father."


Vegeta looked at the newspaper again. It was all too stupid for him, he threw the pen away and pushed the newspaper aside.


,, You want a beer? ", asked he.


,,Yes gladly."


While Vegeta went to the refrigerator, King Vegeta took the newspaper and leafed through it bored.

"Win 10,000 euros ..."


In the next moment the newspaper was in Vegeta's hands again.


"Hey, I just wanted to read it!"


“Father, don't you understand? Win! Then you don't have to work because you win the money! "


"I also know what winning means ..."


Vegeta looked at the display.


“Win 10,000 euros. Conditions: Hm, hm, hm, blah, blah, blah, I don't read my way through now. The deadline is tomorrow! Damn it, hurry. Fill out this form ... ok.


Name: Vegeta Briefs


Street: Hauptstrasse 1


City: Western capital


Birthday: crap, fillers all. No matter. Oh, I have to include a photo. From me? What for? No matter. The main thing is that I get the money. Father, I still have a few forms here, you need money too, should I register you? "


,,Yes!"


"Me too," said Goku, who just came in.


,, Are you bare too? Well, I'll sign you up. Do you have a pen?"

"Sure!"


Goku and King Vegeta filled out their forms.


"Now we just have to take pictures of ourselves," said Vegeta and got an instant camera.


"Should I put on my mascara? "asked King Vegeta.


“No, you should look natural. Now give me a cute smile, father! "


,, Hach ... you are one of me! "


,,That's it. Kakarott, say CHEESE! "


,,CHEESE?! WHERE?! TASTY TASTY!!!"


"No cheese, just say FUTSCHI, you bacon can, you."


"FUUUUUTSCHI!"


,, So, now I just have to take a picture of myself ... * GRIN * * CLICK * Oh, I really made the grin! ", he stated when the photo was ready." So, everything in the envelope ... and closed. Kakarott! "


,,Yes, sir!"


"Your mission is: get the envelope safely to the post office!"


,, Eye, Eye, Sir! ", Goku said and marched out of the kitchen with the envelope.


,, So, huh, huh, huh, 10,000 euros are mine!", Vegeta said cheerfully and started to remove the spider threads from his wallet.




The answer came shortly afterwards. Vegeta immediately tore open the envelope.


,,And???? Are 10000 euros in it ????? ", Goku and King Vegeta asked eagerly.


"Nah, that's for sure the confirmation that we have won," said Vegeta and unfolded the letter. The letter was addressed to Vegeta, Goku and King Vegeta, as they happened to live in the same house.




Dear Mr Briefs, Mr Goku and Mr King Vegeta.




“Didn't you give a surname, father? "asked Vegeta.


“Do I have one? "(Ask everyone: Do you know what the last names of Goku and King Vegeta are? Do they even have any?)


Vegeta read on.




We are happy to announce that you have the qualification -HÄ ???? What a jellyfish action ????? - have passed for our competition.




“What kind of competition, Vegeta?"asked Goku.


Vegeta's eyes almost fell out