Chapter: Angelique and the Z-Fighters 3

"Why do I have the feeling that she knows us?" Asked Son Goten ...
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"Maybe because..."
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In the meantime I had recovered and was ready to open the door.
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Well, actually I didn't want to, but I couldn't possibly leave her standing in front of the door (right?).
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I forced a pained smile and opened the door again ...
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"Uh ... huh..huh ... the wind is so strong today, had a lot of trouble to get the door open again. (But that with the wind was true, it was almost like a hurricane)"
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Trunks smiled and Son Goten didn't seem to be put off.
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"Well ... we just wanted to ask you if you have a Dragon Ball?"
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I groaned and mumbled:
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"Oh..man he's just as naive as his father ... everyone else but me would have slammed the door twice ..."
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"What did you say?"
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"Nothing ... I just ... uh ... thought about it ..."<br />
"It kind of sounded like you said something about Goten's father ..."
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"No, no ... it just seemed like that to you, everything is normal, I don't know Son Goku ..."
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Damn.
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Crap.
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I bit my lip.
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I've never been good at keeping my mouth shut and it paid off again ...
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Now I couldn't get rid of them ...
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"Uh ... bye then ...", I tried to close the door but Trunks put one foot in.
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Then I could have pressed like that, nothing helped ...
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"Come on in .." I said dejected ...
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The two of them followed the request and examined our interior.
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I tried not to get angry ... that would be even better ...
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I could challenge them to a fight (Haha, if the situation hadn't been so serious I might have laughed ...)!
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"Can I offer you anything?<br />
Water, cola, milk, tea, coffee, lemonade, "
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"WATER!" They said unanimously and Son Goten grinned sheepishly:
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"Umm .. I haven't eaten anything in a while ... uh ... could you ... uh ...?"
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I tried not to panic, but once sayajins had started to eat they wouldn't stop anytime soon ... but I just nodded, maybe that would distract them from the topic ;-) ...
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"What do you want?
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Noodles, oolong ... uh, I mean pork pan, Vegeta ... no! I mean vegetables of course..aähhh What do you want now? "
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"Uh ... everything?"
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I almost fell backwards trying not to pass out ...
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"Tell me ... our refrigerator doesn't have the capacity for a Sayajin, so maybe half will be enough?"
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"Ok. Sure ..."
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And at that moment it was clear to me what I had said and I quickly disappeared into the kitchen and threw ... everything edible from the refrigerator into two pans ...<br />
oh man, i felt so sick ...
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I was standing in a heap of food in the kitchen and cooking ... for Goten and Trunks!
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I could not believe it...
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After trying to master something reasonably digestible in 15 minutes, I carried the whole crowd into the living room.
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Son Goten pounced on the food and, strangely enough, Trunks had enough self-control to wait until I was out of the room before he did the same ...
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After 30 minutes the two were full ... our fridge was now empty to the last crumbs and our cooler had a few poor onions ...
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that was probably nothing with half, I thought bitterly.
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At that moment I wondered how to explain this to my parents ...
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yes I could say that I distributed the food to the needy, or that the martens invaded us ...
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but the truth was unfortunately quite inappropriate in this case ...<br />
"You mom, 2 Sayajins were visiting me and emptied our fridge, but that's not that bad, be glad you left the one onion ..."
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Damn.
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Crap.
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They owed me something!
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For this meal they had to take me into the DB world, far away from my parents ...
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I didn't try to nibble nervously on my fingernails all the time ... a habit that I had never really introduced before.
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Trunks and Son Goten noticed my nervousness and under a suspicious look I immediately withdrew my hands ...
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like a toddler ashamed of his dirty hands ...
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"So, back to the topic ...
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1) How do you know what Son gotens Father is called?
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2) How do you know Vegeta from?
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3) Why do we have the feeling that you know us too?
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and
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4) Do you happen to know anything about Dragonballz? "
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"That's a lot of questions?<br />
Which one should I start with ... uh ... none ... ok..then you can go ... bye .... "
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The two just looked a little confused but immediately resumed the conversation:
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"So ... just start ..."
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I took a deep breath and thought about starting the DB thesis ... but then ...
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Yeah what then?
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If you want to know, I advise:
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Write clerks !!!! * bidde; -) *