for his mistakes, Junks got up to feed him. After a long, long time he had finally managed to tie the scarf around his son. But the search for food and the food itself turned out to be more difficult than expected. Junks found a package with a picture of a baby on it. In the package was powder and a bottle of milk. He read the instructions for use. <Is this powder supposed to become real milk? I'm curious!<said Junks to himself and filled a pot with water in which he poured the contents of the packet as the powder dissolved and the water became milk-like. > So and now heated on the stove! <let him go. > Nonsense that takes too long. He kept his finger out of the energy beam that came under the pot to heat the milk. But milk doesn't get too hot. So the milk boiled over, exactly over junk. The scream, the milk was hot. He looked at his burned fingers. > Now fill the bottle and give it to the child! <he read on. He tipped the milk from the pot into the bottle, more than half missed but there was still enough for the bottle. Then he gave them to Saiyan to eat. > Phew made it! 'he said and looked at his son, who was covered all over with spaghetti sauce. > We can't send you to bed like that but into the bathtub! <stated Junks. Comment. The next disaster is approaching! Then he dragged his son into the bathroom and immediately put him in the tub, wearing a romper.> Oh I think you have to take it off first or is it sewn on? he asked himself. He pulled Saiyan's rompers so that he cried. He pulled and pulled the romper stuck to his head. Then Junks simply severed it with an energy beam. He threw the romper in the trash. He was about to change the wise soft thing he was wearing on his legs when he wrinkled his nose. > What smells like here? <he asked himself and lifted Saiyan by his feet> Ouch! That's you 1 you little plague! It's not hygienic. <groaned and put Saiyan on a shelf. Then he tore his diaper off in disgust and threw it away. He looked at his son in disgust then he took such a white-transparent damp cloth and wiped him off. Finally he found a can with a baby face and something like a salt tax next to the shelf. He opened the jar and put some of the white cream on his fingers, then rubbed Saiyan with it from head to toe.Now he took the salt shaker and opened it he poured everything over his son. It now resembled a ghost so white it was. > It's almost like making soup with all this stuff. And how do you make bath water now? he asked himself. He found a dashboard and buttons. > Let's see! <He pressed a button and suddenly it was so bright in the room that you could hardly see anything. > It wasn't that! <he pressed another and a drawer opened and something like a paint box, with a lot of bright paint in it, appeared. He tried another one and the hair dryer came on. Then he saw a big red button, definitely the most important one in the bathroom, and pressed it. Then you could hear how the toilet flush started. Then a button with waves fell on him, he pressed it> Well, please go! <the water started and the tub filled up. In the meantime he was looking for towels and laundry items. He threw a lot of creams and other things out of the cupboards until he found them.> So now it's time to go into the tub! <Junks stated when he felt something wet on his feet the tub had overflowed. He pressed a few more buttons until he found one on display for water. He undressed and stepped into the full tub with his powdery son, and water spilled over again. The cream could hardly be washed off. He dipped Saiyan several times so that he could hardly breathe, then he took a washcloth and rubbed his skin until it glowed red. Saiyan didn't think that was funny and started to cry. The terror continues see Chapter 105.
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Chapter 105 What Saiyan Can Do!
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To make up for his mistake, Junks got up at night to take care of his son, but that was more difficult than planned. He had just tried to bathe his son. Saiyan was sitting in the bathtub with his father after a long washing procedure that did not go without tears, and they both left the bathtub. Junks dried himself and then his son not exactly gently.> Where can I get this thing to wear again from? he asked himself. He left his son in the bathroom and dug a t-shirt from his closet as he hadn't found anything similar to a romper. He put that on Saiyan, he now looked like a little night ghost. > So you little plague, now we're going to sleep again! <said Junks and wanted to put his son in his bed when he started screaming. > What have you got, kid? Junks asked reassuringly but the little one didn't stop yelling. So Junks tried the "finger attack" again, but of course it went wrong. He took his son out of bed again and ran around with him and swallowed him to sleep, he also dozed off very slowly. "Well finally1" he brought him into his room and was about to put him in his bed when the little one suddenly woke up and began to scream loudly again. > Psst! You wake up your mother! hissed Junks. So he had to go back out with his son. This time he took him to the media room.Put his son in a safe place on the ground and began to fight the air. Saiyan started clapping and squeaking his tiny hands. > You like that, don't you? Junks asked with a smile and started shooting around with energy balls. Saiyan found this no less funny and tried to imitate his father. He reached out his tiny hand and made weird noises. Junks amused it> you're doing really well. <When suddenly a burst of energy came from Saiyan's hand and shot a piece of stone out of a pillar which then toppled over. Junks eyes were wide open, he stammered to himself and couldn't get a word out. Saiyan clapped his hands and laughed limp, he thought it was very funny. > Nobody believes me! <stammered Junks and lifted his son in his arm. Comment. Saiyan is only 1 day old and already so lively that is unbelievable! He went into the living room with him, if you can call it that. There was a table with chairs, two sofas and a television set.Junks threw themselves on one of the couches. He held his son in his arms. <Now we're going to do something safer1 <he suggested and switched on the TV. But what he saw there struck him the talk there was shown a naked woman who talked so funny she said funny words like! Call me! Join me! Or let's play something! Saiyan didn't know what to think of it and therefore didn't say anything. Junks switched. He padded through the program for a while until he came across a program in which a little boy with a monkey tail met a turtle. > Comment: * SMILE GRINS *. He let Saiyan look at it himself but was so exhausted that he fell asleep. When the little boy hit someone with his tail, Saiyan tried to imitate him as well as he could. He thrashed his tiny hands and lifted his feet. Then he made a strange sound and a ball of energy exploded the television. Junks woke up from the explosion.> What were you doing here? <he clasped his hands over his head. > Your mother will kill me. <sighed Junks and grabbed his son. He ran into the room where he and Sen Jinka slept. He knelt in front of the bed and breathed hastily, he made strange noises and held out her child to Sen Jinka. > Sen Jinka I can't anymore, I've tried everything but he doesn't want to fall asleep! Junks gasped desperately. Sen Jinka, who had woken up, stroked her son's head and gave Junks a light kiss on the cheek. > You did that well, he's asleep! said Sen Jinka. > What? <gasped Junks and examined his son, he had actually fallen asleep. > Oh my god! <were Junks last words when he fell asleep from tiredness on the floor Sen Jinka I took Saiyan from the hand and put him in his cot then she went to sleep herself. Well, that's what I call chaos baby.
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Chapter 106 The chaos in the morning
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After the incident at the hospital, Junks had a lot to make up for, so he took care of his son for a change.But that turned out to be harder than expected. After the two had devastated the kitchen, the bathroom, the media room and the living room, Saiyan fell asleep to the delight of his father. Junks fell asleep on the floor, Sen Jinka had taken Saiyan out of his hand and laid him in his bed. She looked at him a moment longer> Do you know that you have a great father! she smiled. Then she stepped over to Junks and knelt down, gently stroking his slightly dirt-smeared face, presumably from an explosion. <I don't know what you did there, but apparently you did it well. <she praised him and laid Junks over her shoulder. She turned with her back to the bed and let Junks fall gently on it so that he could sleep normally. Then she went to bed herself. It was 8 o'clock in the morning, except for Piccolo, who was already awake in bed next to Azura, and Son Goku, who was training with Vegeta in the courtyard (beautiful morning air!), They were all still asleep, apart from Saiyan who woke up and started yelling.He screamed out loud and cried, kicking his legs and hands. After a few minutes, Sen Jinka and Junks woke up. Junks angled his torso up sleepily. Sen Jinka had put her head and hands on it and therefore woke up. > What is it? she asked sleepily. > The little one is crying! I get up already. Go back to sleep. Junks asked. > Nah, I'll do it. Is my son too, I have to take care of him. You've done enough over the night, go back to sleep! she said sleepily and got up. "what was that now?" Junks wondered but he was too tired to think about it and fell asleep again. Sen Jinka put on her somewhat worn combat suit, the lead shirt and boots. Lastly, she put her blue lead bands on her hands. Then she picked Saiyan out of bed and held him over her. > My God how do you look? Junks must have done something wrong! <she stripped off his oversized Junks T-shirt and put a romper on him.The little one was still crying> it's all right, darling, now let's go to the kitchen and then we'll have breakfast! she suggested. Saiyan started to squeak.