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Fanfic: Und das soll real sein...(8)
Chapter: And that should be real ... (8)
Alright guys?
Well, I can continue to write so quickly ;-) Thanks for your commis ^^ hmmmm, I should write in puzzles grey_eye? I don't even notice ..... If you don't understand something you have to tell me! But admittedly, I like to write incomprehensible * lol *
I think it's a change. Do you have to think for a second ^ - ^. Oh, I'm talking to you again. Stop it!
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But Trunks wasn't that quick to respond, which led me to suspect he didn't think before saying something. "This guy is just not a good company for you Chrissie! It's that simple!" "Oh no .... You don't really care who I hang out with ?!" "No! You are somehow under my protection for so long you live with us! You hardly know your way around here! "Trunks is really spoiling my mood now. "Protection !? Go over to your little cheap mattress Lucy and protect it!" I looked at him angrily and I would have loved to turn his neck."She's right, Briefs! Get out of here!" That was the keyword for Trunks. "Shut up over there!" ** clap ** You actually didn't see it, but in the next second you saw Trunk's fist on the left cheek of Fabio's face. “How does that work?” Completely detached, I looked at Fabio, who was still standing there casually, only his face just looked to the left. "Do you want to fight me, Briefs?" "If you have to ...!" Before I realized what was really happening, the two were already involved in a fight. "Hey, say are you crazy ???" When do boys fight over me? That doesn't work at all! Nonetheless, Fabio held up surprisingly well with Trunks. But I couldn't watch any longer! Especially since Trunks got the upper hand. The best I could think of was to call Goten. But I can't scream that loud either. There is probably only one thing left ... I ran straight to Trunks, who had just been with Fabio and was beating him wildly.I stormed his shoulder like a football player and managed to push him aside. “Chrissie what's the point?” He glared at me. "Leave Fabio alone! You know exactly that he is weaker than you!" With tears in my eyes, I looked at Fabio, who was hunched up and spat some blood. “Just look what you've done, you brutal pig!” “He wants it!” “Shut up and hiss off!” Trunks looked at me and then at Fabio. "No ... he needs help." "I can do that on my own!" "..... Do you think so?" "Yes, I mean!" Then he got up and left. How I hate that guy ....! "Hey ..." Fabio propped himself up. "I'm sorry." he mumbled. "No, it's my fault. Are you okay?" He nodded slightly. "Not so bad ... I already know." Fabio smiled at me, so amiable. '' I already know ''. Who knows what he's been through. Better not ask about it. May tear open wounds.
After I was back in my normal clothes, I walked back into town with Fabio.The sun was just setting, so the whole way was lit orange. Actually, I didn't mean that earlier by Trunks, he just came at the wrong moment. Just made me angry. "What do you think about Chrissie?" "Nothing ..." "I'm just thinking about why Briefs was so irritated about me." "He just doesn't like you." "Oh nonsense, that was ..... that was ... jealousy. "I laughed. "I think so too. If someone talks to his girls he ticks off." Fabio pulls something out of his trouser pocket. On closer inspection it was a box of butts. "Blacksmoker you." I grinned. "I know. Unfortunately."
Soon we arrived at the CC. Actually, I want to go on with Fabio and not to Trunks. He reads my mind. "Come on, go in." "I don't want to." "He won't hurt you. I'm here!" "Trunks will be cold to me." "He won't." Fabio hugs me. "Because I warm you. And with this warmth, he's not cold to you." He's really nice. Dangerously dear.“You smell like lavender.” That smell suits him. I would love to stay here forever and not have to and shouldn't. But I let go of him. "I'm going in now. Bye!" "Bye." He goes his way and I mine. But suddenly I panic. "Fabio! Where do you actually live?" I call after him. He turns around. “You'll find me already!” And he's gone. It's mean. Grinning, I go into the house and see Trunks sitting in the living room. ".... Hi ..." I look carefully at him. He gets up and stands in front of me. His blue eyes look at me a bit wistfully. "I've been thinking. I'm sorry." "What are you sorry for?" Somehow he forces me to look into his divine face. “Well, all of that on the beach.” “Oh, me too.” Trunks is grinning again. “Still under my protection!” “If you mean ... I'm hungry.” “It's all in the kitchen.” When I stuffed his prepared dinner into it, he kept looking at me.“Is what?” Trunks shook his head. "No, it's just ..." He stared at my water glass. "Are you thirsty?" "Nah uh ... you are just different from ... others." What does he mean again? Should i change now or what? "Other what? Girls?" "Yep. Your whole way." Oh great, Mr. Briefs thinks it's stupid that I don't behave normally like a girl. "But I don't mean as an insult, Chris!" "That's okay. I'm just extraordinary." "Then that's fine." I got up to take a shower. "You like to cook or drink?" "Yes, that's my hobby ^^." "Lucky, because I would never get something like that ready for dinner for you." He smiled at me satisfied.
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So part eight is done. And sometime soon the ninth time will come. ^^ `
Cu nevi
Well, I can continue to write so quickly ;-) Thanks for your commis ^^ hmmmm, I should write in puzzles grey_eye? I don't even notice ..... If you don't understand something you have to tell me! But admittedly, I like to write incomprehensible * lol *
I think it's a change. Do you have to think for a second ^ - ^. Oh, I'm talking to you again. Stop it!
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But Trunks wasn't that quick to respond, which led me to suspect he didn't think before saying something. "This guy is just not a good company for you Chrissie! It's that simple!" "Oh no .... You don't really care who I hang out with ?!" "No! You are somehow under my protection for so long you live with us! You hardly know your way around here! "Trunks is really spoiling my mood now. "Protection !? Go over to your little cheap mattress Lucy and protect it!" I looked at him angrily and I would have loved to turn his neck."She's right, Briefs! Get out of here!" That was the keyword for Trunks. "Shut up over there!" ** clap ** You actually didn't see it, but in the next second you saw Trunk's fist on the left cheek of Fabio's face. “How does that work?” Completely detached, I looked at Fabio, who was still standing there casually, only his face just looked to the left. "Do you want to fight me, Briefs?" "If you have to ...!" Before I realized what was really happening, the two were already involved in a fight. "Hey, say are you crazy ???" When do boys fight over me? That doesn't work at all! Nonetheless, Fabio held up surprisingly well with Trunks. But I couldn't watch any longer! Especially since Trunks got the upper hand. The best I could think of was to call Goten. But I can't scream that loud either. There is probably only one thing left ... I ran straight to Trunks, who had just been with Fabio and was beating him wildly.I stormed his shoulder like a football player and managed to push him aside. “Chrissie what's the point?” He glared at me. "Leave Fabio alone! You know exactly that he is weaker than you!" With tears in my eyes, I looked at Fabio, who was hunched up and spat some blood. “Just look what you've done, you brutal pig!” “He wants it!” “Shut up and hiss off!” Trunks looked at me and then at Fabio. "No ... he needs help." "I can do that on my own!" "..... Do you think so?" "Yes, I mean!" Then he got up and left. How I hate that guy ....! "Hey ..." Fabio propped himself up. "I'm sorry." he mumbled. "No, it's my fault. Are you okay?" He nodded slightly. "Not so bad ... I already know." Fabio smiled at me, so amiable. '' I already know ''. Who knows what he's been through. Better not ask about it. May tear open wounds.
After I was back in my normal clothes, I walked back into town with Fabio.The sun was just setting, so the whole way was lit orange. Actually, I didn't mean that earlier by Trunks, he just came at the wrong moment. Just made me angry. "What do you think about Chrissie?" "Nothing ..." "I'm just thinking about why Briefs was so irritated about me." "He just doesn't like you." "Oh nonsense, that was ..... that was ... jealousy. "I laughed. "I think so too. If someone talks to his girls he ticks off." Fabio pulls something out of his trouser pocket. On closer inspection it was a box of butts. "Blacksmoker you." I grinned. "I know. Unfortunately."
Soon we arrived at the CC. Actually, I want to go on with Fabio and not to Trunks. He reads my mind. "Come on, go in." "I don't want to." "He won't hurt you. I'm here!" "Trunks will be cold to me." "He won't." Fabio hugs me. "Because I warm you. And with this warmth, he's not cold to you." He's really nice. Dangerously dear.“You smell like lavender.” That smell suits him. I would love to stay here forever and not have to and shouldn't. But I let go of him. "I'm going in now. Bye!" "Bye." He goes his way and I mine. But suddenly I panic. "Fabio! Where do you actually live?" I call after him. He turns around. “You'll find me already!” And he's gone. It's mean. Grinning, I go into the house and see Trunks sitting in the living room. ".... Hi ..." I look carefully at him. He gets up and stands in front of me. His blue eyes look at me a bit wistfully. "I've been thinking. I'm sorry." "What are you sorry for?" Somehow he forces me to look into his divine face. “Well, all of that on the beach.” “Oh, me too.” Trunks is grinning again. “Still under my protection!” “If you mean ... I'm hungry.” “It's all in the kitchen.” When I stuffed his prepared dinner into it, he kept looking at me.“Is what?” Trunks shook his head. "No, it's just ..." He stared at my water glass. "Are you thirsty?" "Nah uh ... you are just different from ... others." What does he mean again? Should i change now or what? "Other what? Girls?" "Yep. Your whole way." Oh great, Mr. Briefs thinks it's stupid that I don't behave normally like a girl. "But I don't mean as an insult, Chris!" "That's okay. I'm just extraordinary." "Then that's fine." I got up to take a shower. "You like to cook or drink?" "Yes, that's my hobby ^^." "Lucky, because I would never get something like that ready for dinner for you." He smiled at me satisfied.
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So part eight is done. And sometime soon the ninth time will come. ^^ `
Cu nevi