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Fanfic: Zum schlagen,erwürgen und knutschen.(leseprobe)

Chapter: To hit, strangle and smooch.

Hi, I know I should actually continue to write at: I and trunks engaged but I don't feel like it and so I'll make a summary of all DBZ FFs that I started but didn't continue writing.



To hit, strangle and smooch.



Once again I was promoted to the wall by Vegeta my godfather but since I was a Sayagin I got up with a bloody lip and put on a famous Vegeta smile.

Me: Is that all you have to offer? * gg *

Vegeta: I don't want to kill my godson. * fg *

It had now been eight months since I showed up at the big tournament and crushed everyone who stood in my way. Except for one drink. Vegeta's son was good, as good as me to be precise. Again I started at one stroke but the door was thrown open and Bulma stormed in.

Bulma: VEGETA !!!!! WHAT DO YOU DO WITH MÄX ??????????? DO YOU STILL WANT TO KILL HER ???

Vegeta: Uhhhh ..... no ... I ... we ... um ... train.

Bulma: YOU CALL TRAINING ALMOST KILLING SOMEONE ????????

Vegeta looked at me. Except for my bleeding lip, I was missing nothing. My black straight hair that reached up to my hips was tied in a tight braid (like Lara Croft) and only a few tears fell into my face with the green eyes.

Me: Um, Bulma, I am fine. * unsure of the veggie show *

Bulma: Came up to me and wanted to drag me away but before she reached me Vegeta intervened quickly.

Bulma: * a little calmer * Vegeta what's that? Do you want her to hang on to her entire career as a model just because of a chance hit on the nose?

Vegeta: My Max won't be a damn model !! * sour *

Bulma: Oh yes she will !! * also sour *

I quickly stood between the two of them and said to Vegeta aloof.

Me: Hey it's okay, I'm not going to be a model.

I quickly turned to Bulma.

Me: Bulma don't worry, I don't train anymore.

At the moment when both floated in triumph over the other, I quickly diluted myself out of the GR.

It was already dark outside. I saw two designs in the dark and I was sure that one of them was Trunks. The other person must be Marron. Since the two were "very busy", I quickly scurried to the back door, made a little detour into the kitchen and went to my room, which was more like a hall. I grabbed fresh underwear and my bathrobe and then disappeared into the bathroom. When I was finished with a shower I put on my clothes, slipped into my bathrobe and wanted to go back to my tin. On the way into the room I said good night to everyone.

When I passed Vegeta's and Bulma's room and opened the door I saw the usual picture. Vegeta was sitting on Bulma and they were making out.
Me: Good night you two.

Vegeta & Bulma: Yeah yeah.

I was surprised that there was such a dirty boy in my godfather. Then at Trunks room I didn't even open because the noises in there gave me an idea of ​​what he was doing.

I came to my room, opened the door, went to my leptop and read my e-mails. My heart beat faster than me: Stefan. saw standing on the screen.

With shaky hands, I clicked on the e-mail and began to read.



Hi Max.

I have to write to you that it's over between us. I know it seems unfair to you, but today I met a girl your age. Her name is Conni and we are a couple now. I hope you are not mad at me and we can stay friends your Stefan.



A feeling rose in me to the one empty spread in me that threatened to devour me. Then flames of anger boiled at me who said: KILL THE BUMPER! But these flames were immediately extinguished again by the Tauer and tears poured down my cheeks.I got up shaky and empty only with the feeling of sadness inside me. I wanted to talk but wehm? Everyone I could have talked to was "busy". I slowly went into the kitchen of the CC. and made me some tea. I was so clumsy that I poured the hot tea water over my hand and immediately afterwards, when I held my hand under the cold water, large blistering bubbles formed. What should I do now, should I go on living or should I put an end to my life? Yes that seemed a solution the only one I had.



Well, I hope the part wasn't too touching or too sappy but if you like it in some measure, please write me a come on your Mäx
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