Yay!




It took a long time ... but now the time has finally come! The first episode of DBM is ready! And if I have my way, many GAAAANZ will follow! Oh yes ... for those who don't know yet ... Behind 'DBMillennium' is SenzuBean! Since DBM should and will be more than just very long ... the rough content for the first 40 (!) Episodes has already been determined ... I've got a second name for it.


In addition, thanks to the Spirits saga, I seem to have forgotten how to write short stories or chapters ... and so the individual episodes will probably be a bit longer again. I don't think you mind, though, do you ?! But enough flowed ... Now I just wish you a lot of fun reading!




SenzuBean












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Dragon Ball Millennium 001


The interworld saga


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Title of the episode:


Three friends clean up




6:30 a.m. ... Rrrring! Keep an eye on ... aim well ... punch ... BATSCH! Close your eyes again ... THE alarm clock never rings again!




15 minutes later ... Trrring! Another eye on ... aim well again ... kick ... KLIRR! Close your eyes again ... THIS alarm clock never rings again!




Another 15 minutes later ... Pfiet! Peek! Peek! Both eyes open ... take good aim again ... Shot ... WASH! Close your eyes ... Another forever silent alarm clock!




Again 15 minutes later ... >> Hello you sleepyheads out there! It's a wonderful morning ... so get out of bed! It is now exactly 7:15 a.m. and you are listening to the super station SCR! The SATAN CITY RADIO !!! Yup! Named after our great hero MR.SATAN !!! And now the latest hits from ... << Damn shit radio! Why the hell had he set himself so many alarms? What madness had befallen him during the holidays ... OH YOU SHIT!Because of holidays! Today was the first day of school! Trunks jumped up as if stung by the wild tarantula. First day of school ... and already slept! Well, also a way to leave a lasting impression on the teacher. In a new record time ... 2 minutes and 34 seconds ... the half-Saiyajin was dressed, had grabbed his school bag ... which he hadn't touched for three months ... and had started straight out of the window of his room. Without breakfast, without saying goodbye to sister or parents ... If he hurried very quickly, he might still make it to school! Yes, he would still go to elementary school ... but things were a little different in high school. Lessons began at half past seven, and those who were late had to see the principal. And Trunks knew him all too well. The rector, too, by the way ... Trunks only had ten minutes. Ten minutes for a trip that would otherwise take him twenty ... at normal top speed. And as a Super Saiyan ... he had never tried it before.But now he had no choice ... his hair shone golden, suddenly he accelerated ... and exactly 9 minutes and 15 seconds later he had reached the school building ... precision landing in the bushes in front of the main entrance ... and then with a monkey tooth into the classroom. Phew! That went just fine ... Panting, Trunks dropped into an empty seat ... A quick look around ... The classroom looked essentially the same as it did before the holidays ... gray linoleum floor. .. light yellow, Trunks preferred the expression smeary-snot-yellow, walls ... artfully decorated here and there by students with touch-up pens in an illegal way ... Tables and chairs with legs made of metal tubes and with seats and tabletops made of chipboard ... the latter with a light or dark brown veneer, depending on when they were bought. And in front the inevitable, dark green board. Even chalk was already there ... Just no sponge, too bad. But there would have been no time for a sponge fight anyway ... All in all a bleak sight ... It didn't look that bad in the classroom after all, because a student who has absolutely no desire to go to school sees things a little differently. .. Ice and Goten were of course already there.The two giggled because their friend was almost too late again. Trunks would have loved to have them both ... But the door of the classroom opened with a concise, annoying squeak, and the new class teacher entered the room ... Trunks would have liked to slide very quietly, secretly and quietly under the table. His greatest nightmare had become a reality ... Your new class teacher was none other than Mr. Makaki ... the devil in human form, worse than all the plagues of Egypt put together, the pure horror ... in short, he was the principal of the school. None of the students present was really enthusiastic, but for Trunks ... The teacher happily welcomed his new class. “Good morning, class!” They all replied, “Good morning, Mr. Makaki!” The usual greeting ritual ... but it wasn't quite normal after all, because ... “Ah ... there is also the defendant Mr. Briefs, has he found his way to school after all ... You keep amazed me!"Trunks got even smaller. About what happened next, one can really only say ... 'The same procedure as last year ... the same procedure as every year!' Schedule, book list, room plan ... 'Boo!' Shout out when it came to subjects like math, history and foreign languages ​​... Lots of 'Juhus!' When the talk was of sports, arts and chemistry. Chemistry ?! Strange favorite subject, admittedly ... But that is easy to explain. The teacher who should have you in this subject, Ms. Sozuke, was just boom-boom from all the students "... and the name said it was in her class. Not a single hour went by without something ... intentionally or not ... exploded, blown up or some other disaster happened. That was natural for the students more than right ... it reduced the serious teaching to a manageable level.




A little later in the first break, after a stimulating double physics lesson with Mr. Makaki ... "Man Trunks ... he really pisses you off!"Trunks let himself fall next to his friend Goten on one of the numerous benches on the ground floor ..." Honestly, Goten ... I wouldn't have even noticed THAT! "Trunks played the surprised ..." Then it's good that I told you! "Ice, who was standing behind his two friends, had to laugh, and Goten and Trunks couldn't stay serious any longer ..." You know what ?! Actually, you ought to put the knilch in the pan ... "said Trunks." Should I get the pan? "Asked Goten with an innocent face ... the three of them had to laugh again. Ice thought ... and although loud ... "I don't know ... hit the pan ... DEN? It's way too old and tough! "This remark caused another burst of laughter. Trunks jumped up from the bench and stood up in front of his two friends in a victory pose ... Goten was still sitting, and Ice was standing behind him." I'll have something nice for the old geezer think! As mean and sneaky as the old man is ... "Trunks went on, but was amazed at the strange gestures his friends made ..." ... to take me, although he knows that I have no idea!The lousy old sack! ... "Goten and Ice were still wriggling so strangely ... and waving their hands wildly ..." ... He'll be surprised, the good, old, stupid Mr. MaKACKi! "Now the other two were very quiet, Goten involuntarily slid down on the bench ... and Ice half hid behind it. Suddenly Trunks heard a familiar voice behind him, which he would rather not have heard now ..." Is yes, it's interesting to hear what dear Mr. Briefs thinks of me ... In your upbringing, your parents must have failed all along the line! And I think we should both have a closer talk about the subject ... IN MY OFFICE! "And already Mr. Makaki was dragging the now very pale Trunks with him ... The two who stayed behind looked at each other ..." That will cause trouble ... "Goten stated matter-of-factly ...




And there was that too ... because after school, on the way home ... On the first part of the way they had the same direction, and so they flew side by side.Today, however, in contrast to usual, very silent ... Suddenly Trunks broke the silence. "What a bummer! First day of school after the holidays ... and already a letter for my parents in my pocket! And then that old goofy wants to talk to one of my parents ... personally ... He never wanted that ! "A shitty situation ... Suddenly, Ice had an idea. "With ONE of your parents?" he asked his friend. "Yes, why?" Ice grinned, and not a moment later Goten too, who had already understood ... "Well, then let your father take care of it ... If I'm not mistaken, Vegeta has never been upset about something like that ... on the contrary, your old man was always as proud as Oskar when you showed those weaklings your teeth! "The idea had something ... yes, it could work that way. Only his mother was always freaking out ... "Ice ... you just saved my life!" With a much better mood, the boys flew on. They soon parted, and Trunks made the rest of the way alone ...



Trunks took a deep breath ... he was holding the letter in his hand, and in his pants ... well, that was where his heart was hanging. It wasn't that easy to ask your father about that. Actually, almost embarrassing ... he had been standing in front of the door of the G-room for ten minutes and didn't dare to go in! And had come home from school more than four hours ago ... His father should have had his aura by now ... All of a sudden the door was thrown open. "Hey Trunks ... what do you want from me ?!" Trunks winced ... but then he gathered his courage, stood up straight again and ... but his father got ahead of him. "Another thing ?!" And pointed to the letter ... "Y ... yes ..." Trunks stuttered and nodded. In the meantime Vegeta had already ripped the green envelope out of his hand and opened it ... and he was just about to read