So! It's Sunday and my room is about 10,000 degrees, but that doesn't matter ... s!




The Fate of a Saja-Jin - 7


From Evil_N




PANG! PANG! PANG! PANG! KICK-KICK-KICK AAAAHHHHH PENG! It sounded from the GR. Bulma flipped up her goggles and looked over to the room where Vegeta was training "Man oh man !! He really doesn't give anything to his invisible opponent" so she flipped her glasses back down and turned to the last welding work on her new robot.




Meanwhile, Paw padded cautiously down the hall. Again and again she looked over her shoulder and made sure that there was no one behind her. Then she took a deep breath and stretched out both hands in a determined gesture "Bulma, listen ..." she said in a firm voice, but then stopped and shook her head "No ... how does that sound? .. . So Bulma? I need to talk to you ... Hm ... Neither man, how do I do it?I don't want to look like country innocence here. But would that be so bad? I mean, maybe I could actually skip a few tricks ...? "She shook her head again, concentrating on how to confess to the whole team what a" problem "they had. So as not to make it obvious , she had grabbed the covers and wrapped it around her waist. Well, she knew it had to look pretty stupid, but better not take any chances! Otherwise it could endanger the whole mission ... Paw came at the kitchen, carefully peeping in "Bulma? "No answer. She let out a relieved breath and stepped into the refrigerator, after all, she was really hungry!




Meanwhile outside on the premises ...


Three more or less sinister figures with broad shoulders and torn clothes marched straight towards the Capsule Corp building. They all had the same rhythm, and it almost looked like they were marching according to a certain pattern.The first was tall and quite muscular, the tattered black clothing in places gave a glimpse of the scars and burns he must have sustained in the course of his life. He wore blue glasses with small round glasses but no temples (we remember the MORPHEUS BRILLE from THE MATRIX) and his short blonde hair was combed back and, together with his blue skin, made a nice contrast. His skin was smooth and the shape was similar to that of a human.


The second one that went on the left was a little smaller. He had a stocky figure and an angular face. His eyes were black and the small pupils glittered a dangerous neon green, so he wasn't wearing glasses, but gloves that looked from a certain distance as if they were made of metal. The third and last one carried a huge cannon on his back, which was almost bigger than himself. He had long hair that stood in two strands vertically above his head and looked like orange rabbit ears, his shape resembled that of the larger one, only, that it looked even bigger through the cannon.

"Hello?" the first called when they came within earshot of the Capsule Corp. The three stopped. Nobody answered. The two larger ones exchanged glances briefly and then nodded to each other. The first grabbed his glasses to be able to take them off at any time and the third grabbed his back with one hand to make his cannon ready to attack. The third only took his hands out of his trouser pockets, together they moved forward.




"Well?" Vegeta wondered and paused between two push-ups "I can feel something ... and it's not Kakarott or one of the brats ..." he pushed himself off the floor, grabbed a towel with which he wiped his sweaty face and left to the door of the GR to look through the window. "Hmm ... which circus did you run away from?" he joked and switched the machine back to normal gravity. Before Vegeta reached for the doorknob, he turned around again and told his invisible opponent to stay within range.



When the three saw Vegeta approaching, they caught their breath for a tiny moment. Just as they were about to turn around and run away, Vegeta called out something to them. They looked at each other "Do you understand?" Simultaneous shaking of the head. They walked a little hesitantly towards him, on the way one of them whispered "I just don't believe it ... I can't believe it ..."


"Hey! What do you guys want here?" Vegeta snapped at them and eyed each and every one of them very closely, 'Low fighting strength ... well, let's see if they want a fight'


"We are Chabith" ("Ch" is spoken like in "ach" and "th" like the English "th") the three said as if from one mouth and awaited his reaction. Vegeta's eyebrows drew together as if he was wondering if he knew the word. The first of the three swallowed and blinked once.


"Vegeta!" came a female voice from a little further back, it was Bulma. She had noticed that the GR was suddenly suspiciously quiet and then saw Vegeta standing out here with these ... guys."Don't you want to introduce me to your friends?" she asked cheerfully.


The three were visibly relieved when the woman joined them, while Vegeta just folded his arms and still waited suspiciously for the reason for her appearance. "What is it now? Can you tell us why you are wasting our time?" he finally asked brusquely.


"Um ..." the smaller one stepped forward and held out his hand to Bulma, she would be a better conversation partner than him. "We are Chabith" he introduced his team and waited again for a reaction, at Bulma it actually seemed to ring "Rabirr ... of course" she held up her hand and flicked, "I once read an article about you, you are something like spring fighters from the east! Right or am I right ?? "


The stranger smiled a little and then nodded slightly. "That's right. We're looking for someone ..." "Oh yeah?" Bulma raised an eyebrow and from Vegeta they got nothing but a derogatory "Hmpf" "Well yes , ... "then the one with the gun stepped forward.Bulma stalked the gun barrel and swallowed, Vegeta blinked disdainfully. Immediately the part was tucked back on the man's back and he smiled pleasantly, showing his two gold teeth "A ... friend. She cut off some time ago and well, we were sent to take her home" "Must be a pretty powerful friend if you have to pull out such a gun." Commented Bulma, who was now a little suspicious herself and stood next to Vegeta. "No wonder with the fighting strength" Vegeta muttered sarcastically just loud enough for Bulma to hear. She gave him a light nudge with her elbow. "What does this friend look like? Maybe we can help you find her?"


"Bulma, would you come please !!" this voice came from inside the Capsule Corp, it was Mr. Briefs calling for his daughter Bulma. "I have to go. Vegeta, would you be so nice ..." and she was gone and on the way to her father.

"Well ..." began the little one "She is about that big" he pointed with his hand to a height of about 1.60 m. Vegeta continued to look as if it was none of his business. "And she has black hair ..." "And she is stubborn as a donkey," the one with the cannon suddenly said. The three of them bombarded Vegeta with key words and when they couldn't think of any more they scratched their heads and asked Vegeta if he could help them now?


"Hm ..." he pretended to be actually thinking ... "So ..." he took his chin between forefinger and thumb and looked up at the sky. "Great weather today, isn't it?" " Like right now?" the three asked as if from one mouth, then Vegeta's stern look fell back on her and he walked slowly towards the three ...




"... and that would prove that the hypotenuse square can be calculated very easily by adding the two cathete squares ..." Math lesson with Mr. Inokumo was about as interesting as watching a snail crawl.Nevertheless, some students sat attentively taking notes in their benches and busily scribbling along what the teacher said on the blackboard about changing the formula. The girls in the back rows preferred to leaf through their fashion magazines or to make chewing gum bubbles, which then burst with a loud bang. Trunks also had a pad in front of him and was busy scribbling. In contrast to the nerds, Trunks drew the tree with the bird's nest, which was right in front of the window. Son Goten, on the other hand, used the time to examine everything that had nothing to do with the lessons. After a while his curiosity was satisfied. In a very innocent sounding tone he turned to his bank neighbor Trunks: "Tell me, ... what do you think of the little one my father brought to your house yesterday?" "Tee hee" grinned Trunks, he knew this one Sound on the part of Son Goten all too good. However, he did not turn away from his drawing "It must have done it to you, huh?"" Well, listen ... "smiled Goten and reached for his cell phone in his pocket." It is definitely a welcome change from these boring lab bags here, "so he switched on his cell phone and enthusiastically began to play around with it." You Trunks replied and drew a few more lines of his picture that was done. Goten wasn't wrong with what he said, in any case she would have something to say, that is, if she did would finally talk. She didn't seem very talkative yesterday, Trunks noted.


When he and Goten came home the day before to launch another frontal attack on the Briefs family's food supplies, his mother had introduced the two boys to the girl. Son Goku found her, she just appeared like that ... Trunks had been amazed that someone could just appear out of nowhere. She didn't even want to talk yesterday, well, Goten had probably already dreamed up his own version of the story.Trunks grinned and then turned the page on his pad to get his next picture.




Simultaneously the three swallowed when they saw the dangerous flash in Vegeta's eyes. He was still a good two meters away from them, but then shot forward with a tremendous leap and had the little stocky man in a headlock. Vegeta squeezed hard until he was sure his "victim" was really working up a sweat.