good!” Songoten entered Trunks' bright office. He had seen the news too and was no more surprised than his buddy .. the panic in town had to come that way. He couldn't do anything about that either.
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"Yes .. but the government, the earth does not yet know what we Z-Fighters can do.We don't need to be afraid of this fleet "But he wasn't even so sure about that. His phone kept ringing. <Damn thing> Angrily, he answered it and was immediately bombarded with a thousand questions. He sighed and looked at Songoten.
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"No .. no, I'm sure .. yes .. no! .. no, listen to it .. no .. that's enough" Songoten had only heard a few fragments of the conversation. Trunks had just slammed the phone down angrily. Songoten could already imagine what was going on.
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“Journalists?” He nodded in annoyance and smashed the phone. He didn't feel like taking any more such glorious calls now. Songoten seemed to understand because he said nothing more on the subject. <I need a vacation again .. slowly, my work is on the slacks> And that was also true. He was getting tired of it.
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it started in the middle and then stopped again, I know. Before that there was actually a prologue in which the messages that Trunks saw came and then .. I won't tell you now * smile *<br />
Let's see when I'll put this fanfic online, probably pretty soon.
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So write comments / reviews diligently, I'm open to everything and feel cuddled.
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Thanks for reading!
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Keep cool and smiling!
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