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Fanfic: Vegetas Tochter_01
Chapter: Vegeta's daughter_01
Vegeta's daughter_01
And here my 2nd FF !!!!!!
Tadaaaa * g * ^. ^
Note: The story takes place a few years after the Boo saga.
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On a beautiful summer evening Son Goku, Son Goten and Chichi were invited by Bulma for a nice little chat. They were sitting in the dining room when everyone was interrupted by an argument in the next room.
Shortly afterwards, a shoe whizzed past Vegeta's right ear by a hair's breadth and was braked by the wall behind him. Everyone stared at Vegeta, who however did not let himself be disturbed.
Then one heard from Trunks in the next room: "Where did you learn how to shoot past so well? Still. Even trying to hit me is a criminal offense."
Shortly afterwards, a thick history book rushed past Vegeta's left and also slapped against the wall.
Now Bra came up with: "You can't do it any better ... Hey wait, that was one of my school books!"
She stumbled into the dining room, slithered elegantly between those present and picked up her book. She looked thoughtfully at the thick tome, then shrugged her shoulders, drew back and tossed the book back into the next room.
Shortly afterwards one heard the thud of a large and a small body.
Bra grinned.
"Good litter." Vegeta commented. (The rest of them almost fell out of their heads when they heard this.)
Bra strutted into the room where she had thrown her book and came out screaming. Hooking the hooks she rushed to the balcony door, yanked it open and fled outside - closely followed by Trunks, who had a bloody lip.
“Follow them and help Trunks if necessary.” Vegeta said to Son Goten.
"Y ... yes." Stuttered Son Goten and ran after the two.
“Trunks help?” Asked Son Goku.
"Yes." It came from Vegeta. "He's going to need it."
After a few minutes everyone was chatting again, but was interrupted again, this time by a couple of energy balls that shot past the balcony door.
Bulma got up, opened the door and called outside: "Trunks, are you throwing energy balls at your sister again?"
“Yes, Mum!” Was the answer.
Before Bulma could reply, Vegeta called: "Don't be too rude to him, do you hear Bra?"
“Yes, Dad!” Replied a bright voice - followed by an explosion.
“Are you still alive?” Bulma could be heard calling.
"Of course Mum! Don't worry!" Shouted Bra.
Bulma closed the door and sat down again.
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Sooo - now I don't feel like it anymore ...
Did you like it ???? * Dog eyes *
So see you soon
Cherry !!!!
And here my 2nd FF !!!!!!
Tadaaaa * g * ^. ^
Note: The story takes place a few years after the Boo saga.
-------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------- -------------
On a beautiful summer evening Son Goku, Son Goten and Chichi were invited by Bulma for a nice little chat. They were sitting in the dining room when everyone was interrupted by an argument in the next room.
Shortly afterwards, a shoe whizzed past Vegeta's right ear by a hair's breadth and was braked by the wall behind him. Everyone stared at Vegeta, who however did not let himself be disturbed.
Then one heard from Trunks in the next room: "Where did you learn how to shoot past so well? Still. Even trying to hit me is a criminal offense."
Shortly afterwards, a thick history book rushed past Vegeta's left and also slapped against the wall.
Now Bra came up with: "You can't do it any better ... Hey wait, that was one of my school books!"
She stumbled into the dining room, slithered elegantly between those present and picked up her book. She looked thoughtfully at the thick tome, then shrugged her shoulders, drew back and tossed the book back into the next room.
Shortly afterwards one heard the thud of a large and a small body.
Bra grinned.
"Good litter." Vegeta commented. (The rest of them almost fell out of their heads when they heard this.)
Bra strutted into the room where she had thrown her book and came out screaming. Hooking the hooks she rushed to the balcony door, yanked it open and fled outside - closely followed by Trunks, who had a bloody lip.
“Follow them and help Trunks if necessary.” Vegeta said to Son Goten.
"Y ... yes." Stuttered Son Goten and ran after the two.
“Trunks help?” Asked Son Goku.
"Yes." It came from Vegeta. "He's going to need it."
After a few minutes everyone was chatting again, but was interrupted again, this time by a couple of energy balls that shot past the balcony door.
Bulma got up, opened the door and called outside: "Trunks, are you throwing energy balls at your sister again?"
“Yes, Mum!” Was the answer.
Before Bulma could reply, Vegeta called: "Don't be too rude to him, do you hear Bra?"
“Yes, Dad!” Replied a bright voice - followed by an explosion.
“Are you still alive?” Bulma could be heard calling.
"Of course Mum! Don't worry!" Shouted Bra.
Bulma closed the door and sat down again.
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Sooo - now I don't feel like it anymore ...
Did you like it ???? * Dog eyes *
So see you soon
Cherry !!!!