So, I finally got myself up again and actually managed to do a little sequel * happy *. By the way, Serran, thank you very much for your suggestion about asylum with Dende and so on, but now the three of them have to go through it first. And they will experience a lot more, believe me ... oops! I almost gave too much away * g * And why Vegeta doesn't quietly kill the security? Well, that's probably because Bra has her social streak at the moment (see hangover) and would definitely not like that (is very considerate of him, isn't it?)


But now continue with the madness.






Where are you walking? Where are they going? Let's see Vegeta first - but oh my poor man! The determination on his face has given way to a faint doubt. Disoriented, he trudged through endless, monotonous corridors. "Where the fuck am I here?" he thought continuously as he looked in vain for a clue to the exit.Suddenly he stopped. Voices came from the direction in which he was about to go and in the next moment he understood what they were saying. "You are not serious, Imiko. If this is supposed to be a joke, it's not particularly funny!" "Matsukata, I never joke! Not when it comes to something like that." "But he can't do that I'm there? Get this wimp from the toilet, thin whistle or not. "" How am I supposed to do that? "" Ah, I don't care. Do what I tell you. "" On your responsibility. But it won't, believe me. "The woman seemed to have left, because Matsukata was now apparently talking to herself. “I always said, Matsukata, I said, you deserve better than this.” If Vegeta had suspected that this guy would come around the corner in the next moment, he would certainly have made a daring leap brought the wall to safety. But so it came, as it had to come. "Hm? Ah! Hello sir, how are you?You know what? You are my salvation! "And before Vegeta knew it, this guy was clutching his left arm." Hey, what's this about? Let go of me, you shit! "" Oh, those muscles (drooling). Yes, you are exactly the person. "" Go away, you bucket! "Yelled Vegeta, trying to push him away, but this guy clung to him like a burr." I need you. You have to be my candidate, please! "" All I have to do is find the exit. "Vegeta growled as he walked on and just dragged this sticky guy behind him. Change of tactic:" You can ask what you want. Wouldn't you like to think about that over a delicious meal? "Direct hit! This shot in the blue didn't miss its effect." Eating? "Asked Vegeta greedily." Where do you want to go, man? "" There in the front right around the corner ... "Half an hour and many empty plates later:" Well, it's all very simple. All you have to do is sit in the chair out there and ask questions."And what's that supposed to do?" Vegeta munched. "Uh, just let that be my concern." The moderator fought off hastily. "Hopefully it works and he doesn't cause any problems. If this shipment goes wrong today, I can pack my things. The boss eats me for breakfast. Don't panic now! "Matsukata tried to calm himself down. Tanya, who had dragged this troublemaker from a former candidate five minutes ago, he had sent away again. Why this zero number, if he had someone of Vegeta caliber? The candidate didn't appear At least disappointed with the discharge and trolled happily (why?) That this new candidate, who ate like a barn thresher, but now started asking questions (and especially the wrong ones) was not planned. Perhaps it was premature to have sent the zero number? But it doesn't matter. It was too late anyway and there wasn't anyone else. Matsukata looked at his watch and forced a smile on his face."So, my friend. Your big hour is here. Let's go." Luck for Matsukata that Vegeta hadn't heard about the friend. But Vegeta was somehow standing next to him, because he willingly followed Matsukata (surely there weren't any drugs in the meal?) They reached the stairway to the stage when the opening music sounded. That seemed to make Vegeta a little clearer again. He was quickly pushed on by Matsukata and a good part of the crew and stumbled into the light of the headlights at the moment when he became fully aware of what was actually going on with and around him. "Hey, you plum," he hissed in Matsukata's ear, "what's this going to be, huh?" "Smile, we're on the air!" he whispered back while grinning at the camera. "You can talk to me with your Sen ... WAH!" Vegeta screamed, startled, when suddenly a huge neon heart in kitschy pink started to glow and tinkle as if they were in the casino and not on a stage.And the worst part, he was only now realizing, was that he had seen this thing before on one of those sappy programs that Bulma's mother always saw. Where had that been again? Oh yes ... at ... at ... HEART TO HEART!