your own?"
"Don't know ... Let's see. If not, I'll either beam myself out or to you. Ciao and thanks!" Yamcha looked after her and mumbled something like "don't worry".
When Sara came into Dr Brief's work room, a few dirty booklets came flying towards her.
"Huiuiui!", Sara said with astonishment when she opened one of the notebooks, "what kind of poses are these? Should I try it out too. Hrhrhr"
"Oh! No girl! Give this to me !! Who are you and what do you want here anyway?""Hello Dr.Briefs! My name is Sara! I wanted something from you!"
"Oh and what?"
"Oh ... well ... a lot!"
"Speak plain text!"
"Aaalso: 1 ton of steel, a lot of copper wires, a soldering iron ...[that takes again ... best of all, we skip a few things!]... latex and silicone!"
"WHAT ?! What for?"
"For a robot? Am I the only one here who knows how to build such a part?"
Dr.Briefs looked at her confused "Tell me girl, where are you from?"
"I?"
"who else?"
"I'm from outside!"
"I KNOW THAT! I mean the place where you live !!"
"Oh! Say that right away! I'm ... well ... from the planet Vegeta ?!"
"What? Then you must be a Saiyan!"
"Yes, I am too! Can I have this stuff now or not?"
"I didn't even know that there were female Saiyan ..."
"My God ... you are as bright as a darkroom! What do you mean, how Son-Goku or Vegeta were born? They are not Namekians!""Yes, you are right ... I just had never thought about that before ... May I examine you?"
"Is it still okay? I want my robot stuff! No more! Anyway, what do you want to examine on me?"
"Everything! Female Saiyajin are certainly much more complex in structure than the male! Can you also fight or are the women of your kind not mother-nature equipped for something like that?"
Sara looked offended at Dr Letters. "I can probably fight !! Pah! Mother nature! That I don't laugh! You have something on your head! If you want to examine someone, then you push a camera in your buttocks and see what it looks like in there! Human child ... War." do I have my parts now? ".
Dr Briefs looked at Sara skeptically. "Well ... all right ... because it says in the room I think all you need! And then get out!" Sara raised an eyebrow to show her indignation. But then she went into the room. She beamed the things she needed with her to Bulma's workshop."So, there I am again! Got everything I need! Oh! What do I see there ?! SANDWICHES !! Oh, how delicious!"
"Hands off!" Snapped Midori and pulled the record away from Sara.
"Oh ... you're mean ... I'm hungry ..."
"You're always hungry Sarada ..."
"Yes what? But right now I'm particularly hungry!"
"Right ... you already look very emaciated ..." Midori said sarcastically. Sara stuck out her tongue and Midori replied with a nice smile that, if you knew Midori, didn't mean anything good.
"All right, Sara-chan. Here, have a sandwich!". Midori offered her the plate but when Sara wanted to grab a sandwich, Midori pulled the tray away again.
"HEY! What's that supposed to be? I don't think that's okay at all!"
"Yes and?"
"Nothing so! You let me starve to death here ...!"
"Don't worry me!"
"ABA ME !!"
"That's me ega-hal!"
"Zellna! Akane! Bulma! Do something! She's so mean to me!", Sara screamed indignantly, but no one paid her attention."You are mean ...", Sara grumbled and a large crocodile tears rolled down her cheek.
"Heavens ... Don't act like that! That's terrible! And besides, it's embarrassing! What are people supposed to think ?!"
"Since when have you been worrying about the thoughts of the people?" Sara asked and began to roll the R (whatsoever, too ...[Oops, I'm starting now ...]).
"Oh ... I have no idea!" Said midori annoyed.
"NOW SAY YOU GIVE ME WHAT TO EAT !!" shouted Sara.
"I'm not telling you anything if you don't say" please ", Midori replied.
"All right, please."
"NOTHING! Hahaha!" and Midori rushed off laughing and with the full plate in hand, leaving a sour Sara behind.
Sara ran out of the workshop pouting, which she shouldn't have done, because she promptly got lost again ...
"Oh man ... Where did I end up here? That looks strange ...!". Sara was in a room where almost everything was made of leather and latex.On the wall were whips, gags, ropes, shackles and other very strange-looking objects that looked like they could hurt other people very much. The bed's metal struts had been draped with pink plush handcuffs. On the shelves against the wall were highly suspicious-looking magazines and books. Among other things also the work: "The secret practices of Man-Tu-Chi". She also found that an ominous, very large mirror had been attached to the ceiling and in the corner of the room was a large television and a camera. In addition, Sara recognized some objects that she had already tried out herself, such as: B. a couple of shackles that hung from the ceiling and some that were attached to the wall. In another corner there was a love swing and Sara wondered who this room could belong to. Mrs. Briefs was too dear to her and Trunks was too prudish. She didn't even want to think about the old Mr. Briefs and so she came to the conclusion that it must be Bulma's room."Hey !! What are you doing ???". Sara turned and saw Bulma standing in the arched doorway. "HI Bulma! Is this your room here?" Bulma started to sweat. "What? That should be my room? I have never seen that before !!", she tried to talk her way out of it. "That definitely belongs to my perverted father !!". Suddenly Mr. Briefs was in the door too. "I've never seen the room," he denied a lot more believably than his daughter. "Although it looks quite interesting. But my poor old cross wouldn't do that anymore. Just the bad posture that one takes when one is pinned to the ceiling with these shackles!". Bulma began to sweat more and more. Everything was fine with her to hide the fact that she had a perverse streak. So she said frantically: "Then it belongs to Kitty-Kitty !!". "Miau !!", the little cat sitting on Mr. Briefs shoulder snapped at Bulma, meowing indignantly. "You are exposed, Bulma.", Sara mumbled, since she had stuffed an exorbitant pipe into her mouth because she absolutely had to do a Sherlock Holmes."I ... But ..." "You confess !!" Sara said aggressively and shone a desk lamp in Bulma's face. "IT'S NOT MINE !!", Krisch Bulma hysterically and knocked her lamp and pipe out of Sara's hand.
"Oh. Hello everyone ...". Now Yamcha had also appeared and he seemed a little confused: "Uh Bulma didn't you want to keep this room a secret?". Now it was over with Bulma. Her whole brave girl number was exposed, and that was only because Yamcha had exposed it, as she had done so often ... She was seething with anger[oh, what? Spaghetti?? ][Okay stupid joke ... Sorry ...]. "YAMCHU! COME WITH YOU IMMEDIATELY !! BUT DALLI !!". Bulma grabbed him by the collar of his white shirt and dragged him outside. "Ojemine! I think it's my fault ..." Sara mumbled sadly, because that really wasn't her intention. "Don't blame yourself, girl," said Mr. Briefs comfortingly. "The two have been arguing all the time lately. Mostly just because of some triviality.They will probably split up soon ... The two are out of breath! "After the old scientist had said that, he took a step past Sara to have a look around Bulma's" private room. "And before he could take a closer look at Bulma's porn collection, Sara tapped him on the shoulder and he felt caught." You say grandpa- "" Don't call me grandpa !! "" How long were the two together? ", Sara asked, now devoting herself to the porn." Oh, you ask me things ... actually for a long time ... since Bulma was 16 ... But always with interruptions. Why do you ask? "" Oh, just like that! ", Sara said and slumped out of the room in which Mr. Briefs was now comfortably looking around. From some more distant room Sara could hear Bulma and Yamcha yelling at each other If he hadn't made so much botch and gawked at other women, it probably wouldn't be so now.Halfway back to the workshop - she had completely forgotten her argument with Midori - her friends came towards her. "Hey Sara," said Akane in passing, "we're going now. We're done for today". Sara nodded. Midori snapped her finger and the luggage and its owners were on the planet Nightmare.

sooooo: chapter 4! hope you like it. I think it's one of my favorite chapters so far! now then dead ziens!