6 a.m. the next day: Marron was awake and jumping out of bed. "* GÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄHN * Where's the bathroom here?" She went back through the door into the room with all the pillows. “I wonder if Piccolo cleaned up our little mess.” She went outside and sure enough, there was no more feathers or syrup to be seen. The sun was just rising. "Wow! Here you have a great view!" Marron marveled, "I have to go to the bathroom! OOOOOOOONNNKKKEEEEEEELLLLLLLLL PIIIIIIICCCCCCCCOLLLLLLOOOO!" Then she heard a helicopter. He landed in the middle of the large square and Dende and Popo got out. "Hello Dende! Where's the toilet! I'll piss my pants soon!" "Uh, yes, right up there on the left. Do you happen to know where Piccolo is?" "No!", Marron could only shout before heading Toilet ran. But it happened just before the toilet. Marron peeed in his pants. * HEEEEUUUULLL * "I pissed my pants, I'm wet and now smell" All over the palace she was looking for Piccolo so that he could wash her dirty pajamas.After a few minutes of searching, she still couldn't find him and then went to Son Goten and Trunks. Maybe they could help her. When she went into the bedroom, Trunks and Son Goten were still asleep. What's the best way to wake up the guys with Marron? First Marron tried to shake her awake. But the two didn't move. Then she screamed as loudly as she could: "HEY, YOUR PENNER, I PED IN YOUR TROUSERS!" The two boys still seemed to be asleep. But when Marron said a little more quietly: "Otherwise you won't get breakfast!", Trunks and Son Goten fell out of their beds. "Do you know where Piccolo is? He should change my clothes because I pissed Pippi." While Marron said this, she turned slightly red. The boys giggled. "We don't know where Piccolo is. Take off your clothes and get in the bathtub. We wash your things. Okay?" Trunks suggested. Marron agreed, but only on the condition that Trunks and Son Goten would look the other way.All three went towards the bathroom, Marron knew where it was. “Now look away!” The boys turned around. "Why do girls always have to be so picky?", Son Goten wanted to know from Trunks, while Marron changed and jumped into the now full bathtub. Splash! Half the water had splashed out and the floor was wet. Trunks and Son Goten went outside. "Where's the laundry room anyway?" The two asked as if from one mouth. None of them had a clue. Another wild search started, but ended after a few minutes. "Trunks! Right here next to the bathroom!", Son Goten had found it. The two went inside. “So that's the washing machine.” From the answer you could see that Trunks didn't know anything about it. "As far as I know, you have to open this door, put the laundry in and press a button." That was a no less intelligent comment from Son Goten. So, open the drum, put your pajamas in and off you go.They pressed all sorts of buttons. "I think that's going to work now!", Trunks said to Son Goten, "The higher the temperature, the better! 90C ° should be enough for Marron's piss." The two went into the games room and had a fight at the PS. 50 minutes later, the two had finished their tournament. "Yes! And Son Goten is the winner of the game again !!!!" "I let you lose too!", Trunks looked at the clock, "The laundry has to be ready in ten minutes. It doesn't matter! 10 minutes more or less! ”Marron was known as a Langbaderin. The two boys went into the washing machine room. Trunks wanted to open their door, but couldn't do it with human strength. Now his Saiyan power was used! Pop! The lid opened in one fell swoop, or rather broken. The water streamed towards the kids like a tidal wave. "What did we do wrong?" Asked Son Goten. But once again Trunks had no idea.After the whole room was flooded a meter high, they wanted to take out the laundry. Son Goten looked into the drum and took out the yellow pajamas with pink dots. “I didn't even know that Marron had such little pajamas, or is it for her teddy bear?” They didn't care and let him drift away. "Hey there is still something in here!", Son Goten had noticed something. The two boys looked into the machine. Trunks pulled out a dripping wet and smelly Namek by an elongated green something. "PICCOLO !!!!" "Oh no, what are you little pants shit doing here so early. Is there nowhere to be quiet in front of you?", Asked Piccolo, who looked even greener than usual. Son Goten said: "Pants-shitting fits well. Marron peed in her pants and of course we had to wash her pissed-on clothes. "" What? Then I was thrown around for an hour with Marron's pee and her pajamas in boiling water!?! ", the now angry Piccolo shouted.“So it smelled so bad!” Only now did he see a small part of the flood and fainted from the shock. "So what do we do now? I think Piccolo won't wake up anytime soon." Trunks said. Son Goten replied, “Well, maybe we should tell Marron first who we just found.” The boys waded to the door and let Piccolo drift on. They opened the door and thousands of liters of water flowed out of the room. The whole palace was flooded. If there were a few more drops of water in the palace, it would rain in the quince forest. "Come on, let's go to Marron!" Son Goten reminded Trunks. They went into the bathroom and a new tidal wave came towards the two boys. "Ah! Marron, what have you been doing here?", Trunks asked rather perplexed when he saw huge masses of foam. "Nothing special. I just can't find the lever with which you can turn off the water because of the foam. Trunks and Son Goten looked at each other grinning and at the same time jumped into the tub with their clutches.Water spilled over again. All three children splashed wildly in the bathtub. Son Goten soon found the lever and turned off the water. When Trunks got up to throw a load of foam on Marron, the bottle with the foam bath fell off a shelf and spilled. As if there wasn't enough foam in the room, the foam masses got even bigger and now reached up to the ceiling. Marron could no longer see her hand and foam in her eyes. "AAAHH! That burns! I'm going out of here!" Marron wrapped a towel over himself and worked his way to the still open door. There wasn't much less foam outside than inside. "Trunks! Son Goten! Help me!" "Come on Trunks! We'll bring the foam outside!" Sometimes Son Goten also had good ideas. The two boys did it at breathtaking speed, as a Saiyan you are pretty fast. Now the water with the foam was knee-high about everywhere. "* Howl *", Marron went back into the bathroom and washed her eyes at the sink.Everything was fine at last. Marron went into her bedroom and put on a yellow sweater that was a little too large and red dungarees. "Don't you want to get dressed?" She asked. Right. Trunks and Son Goten were still in their soaking wet pajamas. The two put on their combat suits. Marron went back to the bathroom and made her little pigtails. "And what do we do now?" She wanted to know. Trunks said: "Well, I would say: SCHAUMSCHLACHT!" And off we went. The rules: whoever least looks like a foam monster when Piccolo wakes up is the winner. Trunks and Son Goten fought a bitter fight. Son Goten scurried through the palace, collecting as much foam as possible. Then he threw everything on Trunks. “Well, wait!” Trunks quickly transformed into an SSJ and continuously collected foam. Then continuous fire on Son Goten. He had no way of orienting himself, so he turned into a supersaiyajin.Marron had gotten bored, so she had an idea. She went to Piccolo, which was still not quite alive, and woke him up with: “Hey Piccolo, could you teach me the fusion?” Slowly Piccolo got up and said: “Of course. Oh, it's just Marron!” Piccolo still saw the foam Not. "Uncle Piccolo, I have a surprise for you! We were very good! But you have to close your eyes!" Piccolo thought that the little ones had wiped the water away again in the meantime. That was no wonder with Marron's I-think-I-did-something-good-look, so he agreed. He closed his eyes and went outside then opened his eyes. "AHH! You both are full of foam! And the whole palace too!", Those were the only words he could get out before he passed out again. Marron grinned mischievously: "It looks like I won!" Son Goten said: "That was mean! And by the way, Piccolo faints more often than my mother!"In the meantime it was already 1 pm and the children were getting hungry, there were two half-Saiyajins present. Trunks said:" I have hunger pangs and want to eat something! Marron, you're a girl. Cook us something. "To which Marron replied," Do you really think I can cook? But if I make you something to eat, you won't live long. The last time I wanted to make spaghetti, you couldn't tell it from a brown ball of wool. "Trunks and Marron looked at Son Goten at the same time." You don't even have to look at me like that! I am not even able to warm up a ready-made meal myself. "After an even longer discussion they all decided to bake a cream cake together. A cream cake is not that easy, but together they could do it. Marron took over the command:" Son Goten, you get cake ingredients from the pantry. Trunks, you get the kitchen utensils out of the cupboards, blenders, bowls, and whatever else you can find."" And what are you doing? ", Trunks and Son Goten asked as if from one mouth." Guys, are you so difficult to understand? Somebody has to take responsibility! "Trunks and Son Goten wondered if this child was really only four years old, but then they did their chores. That was done at the speed of light. Trunks started reading from the recipe book, which Marron would probably have done if she could read: "For the cake base: separate two eggs, huh? How should it work? "" Trunks just read on, "Son Goten didn't understand a word." Uh, OK. Separate two eggs, I still have no idea how to do it! "" Truuunks! "" Yes, I'll do it. Separate two eggs and place in a bowl. Then 500 g, why the hell piccolo are there letters? "" Trunks! That is called gram! " "And what is that? ", the curious