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 the letter it contained ... "Let's see ... Rector insulted ... Objected ... cheeky .. . naughty ... conversation with the parents ?! What kind of crap have you screwed up? !! "Trunks swallowed ... now it was important to find the right words. If his father believed that the teacher was a pushover and also started the thing ... "Well, that was so ... uh ... the guy first got me down in class ... and when I was thinking how I can get back at him ... because he listened stupidly ... that's why the trouble. And ... "So far so good, but there was still the crucial something missing ... Suddenly the enlightenment ...". ..and then he said my father was a failure! " added Trunks quickly. That worked, and how! Vegeta almost burst ... he signed the letter without further ado and said that tomorrow he would have a serious word with this principal.Trunks was just relieved ... and he didn't even have to lie ... he just, hmm, let's say ... stretched the truth a bit ...




The next day, around 9 a.m. ... to be precise, on Tuesday at 9 a.m. and 3 minutes, Vegeta stood in front of the school building, for once properly dressed, with mustard-yellow trousers and a matching jacket over a black shirt . Five minutes later he knocked on the secretariat door, and again five minutes later he was in the principal's office. Then the dance could begin ...




At the same time in the three boys' classroom ... While Ice and three others, two boys and a girl, were playing hackysack with a small, colorful and soft ball ... while the other three admired the feats Ice with his cock and managed the ball, Goten sat on the window sill and let his legs dangle down. Trunks meanwhile stood at the front of the board ... with a soaking sponge in his hand ... "Hey, Kimo ... catch this!"And with that he threw the sponge at a blond boy across the classroom ... Everyone on the trajectory of the sponge was given a shower with a milky-white broth. Kimo tried to catch the sponge ... managed too. .. and got soaked in the process. And by the way also white ... disgusted Kimo dropped the sponge ... "Trunks ... you bastard! The part is not only wet ... but also full of chalk slush! "Trunks grinned ..." I know ... I kept it from last year! "Goten was still sitting on the windowsill and still couldn't believe what his friend Trunks had told them earlier, even though he had the idea himself yesterday." Hey Trunks ... Really? Vegeta is talking to the principal right now? How did you get your father to do it? "Trunks grinned even wider ..." I told him that the dear Rector thinks my father was a failure ... that's true ... in a way ... "Well then ..." Hey you two blinkers!We have chemistry now ... so swing your shapely buttocks quickly into the chemistry room! "That was Marius, the declared class clown. Shapely buttocks ... as the gentleman think. In any case, the two were now on their way to the chemistry room ... everyone else, even Ice, was already gone. The chemistry room was in the third Floor, right under the roof ... someone from high school once said that the school administration did it extra ... because the boom-boom always makes everything explode ... and so at least only the roof would have to believe it. ..




So while the boys made their way to the chemistry room full of anticipation ... and this time we can really speak of anticipation ... Vegeta had a very serious conversation with the principal ... "... you see, Mr. Briefs , your son is anything but well brought up! I suppose you failed to show the necessary paternal strictness ... "What was that milkbeard talking about ?!Did he lack severity ?! Now it should also be his fault that these human teachers are incompetent washcloths, or what ?! Vegeta bit his lower lip and had to work very hard not to lose control ... It would only cause more trouble if he blew this guy into a thousand pieces now ... So he leaned in the armchair , in which he was sitting, back ... took a deep breath ... and crossed his legs ... a gesture that was actually completely atypical for him, but at least that would slow him down a bit if he really jumped up and hit this lacquer monkey at the throat walk! And as the headmaster went on gushing ... of inadequate education and incompetent parents ... Vegeta thought over all possible methods of torture and killing he knew ... and put them in alphabetical order ... Pull your arm off, pull your leg off ... C he skipped ... thumbscrews, shoot ...



The boys were meanwhile busy staring as if spellbound at an approximately 20cm high, cylindrical glass bowl that was about 30cm in diameter ... It was half filled with water. Each of the 28 students had a perfect view of this demanding experimental setup, because the rows of seats in the chemistry room were arranged in an ascending order, like in a cinema. Trunks, Goten and Ice were convinced that they had secured the best seats ... right in the front row. At the front of the blackboard stood Mrs. Sozuke ... so boom-boom ... and drew some atomic models on the board. Nobody, except Kimo the old nerd, was interested in the blackboard ... because they were all waiting for the next explosion. Even if no one really knew how water was supposed to explode. This teacher in itself was remarkable ... in terms of age somewhere between 40 and apparent death, she had bright red hair ... which, in addition to boom-boom, earned her the nickname 'fire alarm' among the students.Old-fashioned, always much too tight clothes and huge plastic earrings, both mostly in the colors blue and red, and enormous black horn-rimmed glasses rounded off the gruesome picture. Boom-Boom put the chalk aside, brushed the chalk dust off his fingers, and stepped forward ... to the carefully prepared water container. "So ... let's get started! Today we're going to deal with an exothermic reaction ..." Goten only understood the train station ... "Huh? Exothermic? Isn't that the thing we want to visit in the zoo soon? "Trunks poked him in the side ..." Man, you idi! That is an exotarium! "-" Then the master nine times wise also knows what is exothermic, right ?! "Now boom-boom is not exactly the brightest, but when two students disrupt the class ... even she notices that. "Goten ... Trunks! Would you have the kindness and shut up ?! The others would like to be careful!" In disbelief, the two looked around ... None of their classmates looked as if they would or wanted to be careful.With the exception of Kimo, of course ... but that was nothing new. "If the two have calmed down now, I can show you the first attempt ... For this I need this container with water ... I have now taken distilled water, but normal is also possible ... and a bit of sodium! What exactly I will tell you next time ... "So far, so good. It took her five minutes to pull the pea-sized piece out of the glass ... then she tossed it into the water ... the sodium, of course, not the glass. Unfortunately, the expected explosion did not materialize, but instead the bit hissed like a small hovercraft across the surface of the water ...




Vegeta was developing just as much energy as the bit of sodium ... only he couldn't break it down through movement. He drummed his fingers on the back of the chair, always careful not to drum too hard and so damage the beautiful chair. The rector was now somewhere in his own personal understanding of family ... and there was still no end to his torrent in sight.Once again Vegeta clenched his teeth and forced himself to calm down ... When the guy finished with his monologue, he could experience something!




The boys were still waiting for an experience ... here the sodium had decided to stick to the wall of the small basin. There was reason to hope for the school-plagued class when the object observed with eagle eyes caught fire ... but the teacher still looked very satisfied. That didn't change much when the little sodium piece blessed the temporal with a melodious 'poff' in a small explosion. How disappointing! At least one had expected that half the table would blow up with them. Boom-Boom thoughtfully cleaned her glasses ... "I think we have to do that ... you couldn't really see how much energy such an exothermic reaction can release! And this time I'll take a bigger piece ..." This time Ten minutes passed before she got the piece out of the glass ... but it was also significantly larger than the first, it was about the size of a full-grown walnut.And like the first one, this piece was thrown back into the bowl with the water ... like last time it played the hovercraft again ...




Vegeta had meanwhile stopped pounding on the backrest ... maybe that was because the same thing had stopped five minutes ago. Now he had clawed his hand around the sad remains ... his patience, if he had ever had any, was pretty much at the end ... and it seemed as if this annoying lecture would soon come to an end ... "... and so I justify my opinion that you failed in bringing up your son! Well, what do you have to say about that?" Nobody ... NOBODY! ... especially not that milk roll in a sausage skin suit called him a failure with impunity! Now the rest of the backrest cracked too ... Vegeta jumped up and gave this insolent guy a look that he had actually reserved for Freezer years ago ...



In the meantime in the chemistry room ... until now, the current experiment was similar to the previous one down to the smallest detail. The piece happily turned its rounds in the pool. Sometimes clockwise, sometimes on the other hand ... always round ... and round ... and round ... and ... settled on the wall of the vessel. Like last time, it caught fire again and burned peacefully for a few seconds with a funny