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Fanfic: VEGETA AUF JOBSUCHE 3

Chapter: VEGETA ON THE JOB SEARCH 3

Here is the third part. Have fun!!




The doorbell rang. "I'm coming!" Shouted Bulma, ran to the door and opened it.


"Oh, Son-Goku, Son-Goten, what a surprise! Come on in," said Bulma happily.


Son-Goten and his father entered and the three of you went into the kitchen.


They sat at the kitchen table. "Do you want a piece of cake?" Offered Bulma?


Goku and his son grinned broadly. "If it doesn't matter ..."


She got up and served the cake. Goku's mouth watered. He never got cake at home ... He stuffed as much as possible into his mouth at once.


"Mhhh ... yummy!" He smacked his lips. His son held back a little.


"Tell me, Bulma. Is Trunks there ... or Bra?" He asked shyly.


"Of course. You're both next door. I'll get you," said Bulma and disappeared through the door into the next room.


A short time later she came back to Trunks and Bra.


"Son-Goten!", Bra shouted happily, stormed up to Goku's son and gave him a big hug.

Son-Goten's head now looked like a tomato.


Now everyone was sitting at the kitchen table and talking, there was a lot of laughter.


"Woman?" One heard a voice call out. Everyone fell silent. It was Vegeta's voice that came slowly down the stairs.


"I'm here, Vegeta," replied Bulma and turned back to Goku and the others. "I haven't told you yet that I got Vegeta to look for a job," she said.


"You got father to look for a job? How did you do that?" Trunks asked astonished.


Before Bulma could answer, Vegeta was standing in the room fumbling with his suit. Everyone present was calm, Vegeta hadn't noticed them yet because he had bowed his head and was staring at his feet. (Veggis feet * swarm *)


"I feel like a stuffed penguin," said Vegeta dejectedly.


"Well no, Papa, you really don't go with fashion," said Bra, who was sitting on Son-Goten's lap ...

How would Veggichen react now? You will then see in part 4 (if you post me a lot * muahahah *)
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