waved too. When the little one could no longer be seen, Bulma was still standing there, she gently put a hand on her stomach and stroked it. Vegeta had already turned away.

When Bulma joined Vegeta again, he was standing in front of the shooting gallery and watched the people trying to hit a tube with the help of a rifle.

"Vegeta ...?"

"Look at these people, they need a gun to do this job, what weaklings are they, people!"You could clearly hear the contempt in his voice.

"Vegeta! Why do you say that? You know that they don't know it any other way. What's the matter with you all of a sudden?"

Yeah, what was wrong with him? Vegeta was confused about the little boy. He didn't know why he had acted like that. Vegeta was afraid, he was afraid that soon he would no longer be himself. He changed. He sighs softly. But not quietly enough, Bulma had heard it clearly. But now she suspected what was going on in him. She decided to distract him

"Vegeta ...?" Bulma had put on her sugar-sweet voice so that it ran down Vegeta's spine as cold as ice. He looked at her suspiciously.

“What?” Instinctively, he took a step backwards.

"Oh Veggi my darling, I would like one like that! Will you shoot me?" Pleadingly, she pointed to the shooting range where the big top prize was a huge pink teddy bear.Inwardly, Bulma couldn't help grinning,

"Oh no is out of the question! In the end I still have to wear the thing, forget it!" To give his words more expression, he crossed his arms demonstratively in front of his chest.

"Biiiiittttteeeee !! Then you can show everyone that you don't even need a rifle to win. Oh come on Vegeta. We'll kill two birds with one stone. You show everyone how weak they are and I'll get my teddy." Bang !! She had won. His warrior mind had triumphed over his pride. Sure of victory, he pushed the crowd aside and, with Bulma by the hand, pushed forward.

Waiting and waiting, he stood at the front. Bulma meanwhile went to the stall operator.

"My friend would like to try, what is the cost of a shot?"

With a look at Vegeta, the owner replied, “100 yen.” He held out his open hand to Bulma. However, this first turned to Vegeta.
"Vegeta, how many shots do you need?"

“It depends, if everything is allowed.” His voice sounded certainty of victory and indifference. Still he had to grin. Bulma understood. Again she addressed herself to the owner: "Tell me, does he have to use the rifle or can he try it without? The main thing is that he breaks all the necessary tubes, right?"

The owner looked puzzled in Bulma's pretty face, was it still tight? How could that work without a gun? If she wanted to get rid of her money, from him.

"Sure he can try it without a rifle, but other aids such as stones or something are not allowed, then he would have to try it with the power of thought." The man laughed loudly and others standing around laughed too. Vegeta just grinned even more. Bulma grinned too.

“Well, then I'll pay for a shot, that's all he needs.” Still laughing, the stall owner accepted the 100 yen. He would see what he got out of it.

Bulma rushed to stand behind Vegeta, she didn't want to be hit by the splinters.

She whispered quietly to Vegeta: "Please don't overdo it, just break the tubes."

“Don't worry.” With a sidelong glance, he noticed that a lot of spectators had gathered. Yes, they would experience something.

Stressedly casual and cool, he raised his right arm and spread his fingers. The audience waited eagerly to see what would come next. Some were still laughing.

Then everything happened very quickly.

With a short "HAH!" Vegeta sent a wave of energy towards the tubes and in a flash they were all gone. Only a small pile of ash was left on the floor.

It had become quiet around Vegeta, some of the people had backed away in fear, others just had astonishment or horror on their faces. Except for Bulma, she cheered out loud:

"Yeah, you did it, you did it !! Super Vegeta, you are the best."

Vegeta just stood there and didn't move, he enjoyed the moment of his victory and only watched his little happy Bulma with his eyes. This was now standing in front of the stall owner and demanding their winnings. The stall owner was so scared that he gave Bulma her teddy bear without hesitation. He didn't want Vegeta to deal with him, in the end he might have become such a pile of ashes too.

Without paying any more attention to all the people, Bulma hooked up to Vegeta and pulled him with her, her teddy being carried by herself for the time being.

So the time passed, one after the other they rattled off all the attractions of the fair. They drove bumper cars, various roller coasters, watched a figure skating show at Bulma's request, dined three times (whose wish was that?!?) And much more.

When it was pretty dark and the lights came on in the fairground, Bulma was pretty exhausted.When she saw a small bench, she fell exhausted on it. Vegeta sat down comfortably next to her, the teddy bear stayed on the floor.

It was a beautiful evening, it was still pleasantly warm, not a cloud could be seen in the sky and they had a wonderful starry sky.

Without thinking too much about what he was doing, Vegeta put his arm around Bulma's shoulder, relishly laid her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. Vegeta gently stroked her hair, leaned his against her head and then closed her eyes as well.

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To be continued



I hope you all enjoyed it, the next part is coming soon, I'm almost done it.

The next part, however, will also be the last. I'm just running out of ideas.

A couple of clerks would certainly help me, then the last part might be a bit longer, but I don't promise anything, originally the end should already be in this part, but then found it too long.

Until then your TF