So, the final spurt - the last two specials. I summarized them out of boredom (is also kind of understandable). I was slowly fed up with not getting any further, so I made the Tehl Special a little shorter. Still have fun reading ^ - ^





YANNI Special - Look for the cook



Ryxodia - November 4th Neo49



The knife clicked on the board as Yanni cut the carrots into thin slices. It was quick, but very thorough. Sweat trickled down her forehead. Time was pressing terribly. * Oh man, * she thought and shoved the carrot pieces into a saucepan with a simmering, cream-colored sauce. * It's hard to cook under time, but I have to win! I have to make it! * Her gaze wandered briefly to her opponent in this cooking duel. He was in the process of decorating his starter even more extensively and making it more appealing to the eye. His name was Sergio and he was a cook on one of the largest ships in the entire galaxy: The Royal Angelport III.It was good, almost perfect, but still lacked the real heart for the wooden spoon. This guy and Yanni had made it to the finals and were now fighting for the title of best chef in the universe. But his perfect preparation of the garnish in no way intimidated Yanni, but rather led her to put more heart into the preparation of the dishes than into the refinement of the exterior. Quickly, very quickly, her fingers flew over the pots and ingredients. The Saiyajin just conjured up the favorite dish of the entire crew: As a starter: Delicious Gunshalloat, then as the main course: Dunaton fish with their special Yanni Delika sauce (consisting of basil, fura (light pepper), carrots, parsley and a touch of ginger in a creamy one Cream sauce) and ending with a stunningly delicious nog fruit compote with vanilla sauce as dessert.

The mouth watering of the audience standing around the podium. "Why?" Raven grumbled, trying to hold back his saliva to keep the drool from running out of his face.Everyone looked at him. "Why what?" Araki asked, wiping his nose with a handkerchief. She had caught a cold and didn't smell anything (too bad ... Hi! Hi! ^ - ^). "Why does she cook our favorite food of all people?" he asked and went into raptures again at the delicious smell. "I mean, that's unfair! We can't even taste it. Only the jury is allowed to do that! Oh, how I would love to be a member of the jury now!" "Stop spinning, boy," warned Ve, throwing him a reproachful look over her Shoulder closed. "I wouldn't have a bad desire to march up there and eat the delicious food, but I always think that Yanni can cook it again at any time. After all, she is our queen of wooden spoons!" The 3/4 Saiyajin pouted and pressed the tips of both of his forefingers together. * He's right, * he admitted and pressed his fingers closer together that his hands rocked a little. * But it just smells too good!HUUUUUNGEEEEER! *

"So, opponents!" suddenly came the voice from the loudspeaker. "You still have exactly 15 minutes to finish your menu!" Yanni looked up a little startled and then went back to work. She tried the sauce and smiled contentedly. "Perfect!" she exclaimed, scooping a large spoon out of the pot and pouring it over the fish and onto the plate. "OK, that's almost it! Just a little decorating." She grabbed some herbs and sprinkled them over the sauce. She inhaled the warm, delicious scent of her food. "Yes, the time has come. I'm ready. The salad is already ready, so is the dessert, and everything looks the way it should be. Well, good." She put her fists in her side and grinned broadly. She looked down at Ve and the others and raised her thumb. It was clear to them what that meant: Everything was done and successful. The small group grinned. "I bet she'll win!" Vegetara whispered and grinned with clenched fists.Ve just nodded and cleared her throat. "That still depends on the jury, but I'm optimistic."

The evaluation was not long in coming, as Sergio was also finished earlier. The three jury members first tested Sergio's menu and gave several "Mh!", "Mh hm!" and "Ah!" before turning to Yanni's menu. They each took a bite, let it wander around the palate and gave her "Mh!" and Ah! ". Then the three of them came together and whispered to one another. The youngest Saiyajin's heart was beating loudly and violently. She folded her hands and closed her eyes. * Oh, please, please, please! * she prayed. * Please let go win me! * The jury members scribbled something on a piece of paper, put it in an envelope and handed it to the commentator. "Well, the winner has been decided, people!" he exclaimed with wild gestures Love and precise preparation convinced the jury! "Ve and the others crossed their fingers, hoping for a miracle."It cooked into our hearts. The winner !! Yan-Yam from the SPACE IN on Greonite!" With these words, the commentator pointed to the Saiyajin, who looked at him with slightly flushed cheeks and could hardly believe her luck. "I have won?" she stuttered and grinned slightly. Her fingers trembled a little. She couldn't believe that her name was being called. She, a simple cook with a lot of heart, won the highest prize any cook could ever win: the Royal Cooking Price of Universe.

Suddenly it was clearer to her than clear. It was she who from now on was allowed to call this prize her own and herself, the best cook in the universe. "I have won!" she called now and jumped into the air. “Yes! I won!” Ve and the others cheered and shouted out loud with joy. "This is my Yanni! This is my daughter! My little cook !!" Ve shouted, waving her fists wildly in the air. Vegetara, Araki and Yoku whistled enthusiastically and Raven just shouted: "Great, Yanni!"Everyone was so busy partying that nobody paid attention to a small fringe group sneaking closer to the stage. Closer and closer they came to the podium and waited for the right moment to strike. And that moment came when the commentator Yanni handed over the trophy and congratulated her.

Three masked people stormed onto the stage, pushed the commentator away, grabbed Yanni's arm and pulled her to him. "Nobody moves or she is dead!" one of the three masked men threatened and pointed his laser gun at the audience, while another pressed a small blaster to the head of the young Saiyan. Yanni was frightened. *What am I to do?! * she asked herself and made no resistance. With panicked eyes she let her gaze go into the crowd and looked for Ves's gaze. But he just stood there and couldn't do anything. His and the others' hands were tied. Still, he looked like he had a plan. "We'll get you out of there!" he told her heartily and only nodded to calm her down again.Yanni returned the nod and was dragged off the stage by the guys at that moment. "But please hurry up!" she said the same way and was dragged roughly out of sight of the others. As soon as they had disappeared around the next corner, Ve and the others immediately set out to pursue the kidnappers. They hurried down the hallways of the halls that led to the hangar. They quickly cleared their space capsules and set off. * We'll get you out of there! *



In the meantime the hooded men had brought Yanni to their ship and made their way to their home planet Pampola. "Ey! Now let me down !!" Yanni groaned and fidgeted before the other two were pushed in front of the ship's captain. She groaned painfully and slowly looked up. In front of her, in a huge armchair, sat a rather massive guy who just looked at her with slit-shaped eyes. "Welcome, Yan-Yam. I hope you are comfortable."Tell me, what kind of problem do you have?" She asked gruffly, sat cross-legged and crossed her arms. She looked at her kidnapper with serious eyes. "Why did you kidnap me? You can't get much for me. "Now the being rose with a heavy moan and looked down at the Saiyajin." That was clear to us, but we want something different from them. "He stepped closer to her and buried the Saiyajin's body under a cold shadow. Yanni got scared and narrowed her eyes. * Help! Help me, friends. HELP! * She only felt like one Hand grabbed her and quickly picked her up. She screamed out loud in fear, wriggled around wildly and tried in vain to defend herself. * Now it's all over! *



"Kakarott! Do you have her course ?!" Vegeta asked quickly and sounding serious. "Yes," came the voice of Goku. "This green dot is your current position. You are flying on course 09-7T04 to Pampola.A star map with a flashing green dot suddenly appeared on the small screen in the space capsule. Vegeta's gaze grew dark. "Thanks," he replied, sounding a little gruff. The little data face looked at his friend. "Well, bad or what?" asked he. The Saiyan prince clenched his fists and gritted his teeth lightly. "No," he hissed back. “I just want to rip someone's ass off!” Son-Goku giggled slightly and shook his head. “I didn't expect anything else from you either.” “Then why do you ask?” “Because I wanted to make sure that I wasn't wrong?” replied the younger, whereupon Ve passed the course on to the other four. * Hold on, Yanni! * he thought and let out a long and hard breath. * We'll get you out of there. Do not worry, we are coming! * "All right then!" he said over the radio. "We're going to surprise her from behind, confuse something and bring Yanni back. All right ?!" "Yes!" it came back unanimously.Ve broke contact and looked into the distance again. * We'll get you. *



However, it took another 3 hours before the hijackers' ship caught up with them. But it was already too late: they had already landed on Pampola and brought Yanni to the palace of the capital, where she was presented to the king. "Welcome little Miss Yan-Yam," greeted King Fidjatchek, the ruler of Pampola. He was quite tall, slender, and had friendly, yellowish eyes that shone with wisdom. "Sorry for the rough treatment of my men. It was beyond my