When Vegeta finally caught up with the two of them, he was standing in front of a huge Magaroni plate. At the very top, near the ketchup, sat Goku and the female fly. They made the food taste good.
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"Tell me what is your name actually?" Goku asked with his mouth full. The fly giggled. "My name is Tinka."
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"Oh, great name." said Goku. The fly giggled again and gave Goku a push so that he almost fell off the plate. Veggie would have liked to see that.
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Suddenly the living room door opened. Bulma, Trunks, Son-Goten, and the grandparents entered.
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"Pooh!" made Mrs. Briefs. When she saw the flies on her plate. She chased the flies off her plate with her hands. Of course the flies weren't stupid. They immediately sat down on the next one. Trunks immediately recognized his fly.
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"Wait Omi. I'll help you." he offered, blinking at Goten.
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"Oh, that's nice of you my boy." said Grandma happily."No, you'd better get the dishes." Trunks defied. "Oh no, I would much rather help you catch the flies."
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Grandma smiled good-naturedly at him. "Well, well, I'll get the dishes." She ruffled his hair. That hated Trunks. But the fly was worth it.
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Bulma whispered to her father in the meantime. She introduced him to her new invention. That would bring real money into the house again. Mr. Briefs was delighted. Then he patted his daughter on the back. "This is my daughter." he said.
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It was a fluid that could give mega-powers. "Under no circumstances are you going to tell Vegeta that." said Bulma to her father. All she needed was a few test animals on which to carry out her experiment.
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Trunks came running into the room with a huge fly swatter.
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"Slap!" did it and the first fly was on the ground.
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"Goten here, one for you too." said Trunks."Slap!" the second fly was on the ground.
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"Is the fat fly already there?" asked Trunks. Goten shrugged his shoulders. Now they looked at the two flies lying on the ground. Both lay motionless. One of them twitched a little.
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"What a shit." said Trunks. "We still have to catch the fat fly. Look up there, Goten! It's sitting on the lamp." They immediately went to work. "Slap!" the lamp was on the floor. Vegeta slipped in his pants. He flew quickly to the window. “Patsch!” The window was broken.
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Bulma's hair stood on end.
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"Do you have it?" asked Trunks.
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"Yes, I have it." called Goten.
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"Well done. Show me!"
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Goten showed Trunks the fly. "Oh, she's completely flat now. What should I do with her now?" Trunks was bitterly disappointed. "I'll never find one like that again." he said. Tears came from his eyes.
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"Oh? What was that?" asked Goten. The fly moved. First she shrugged a leg.Then she got up. Patted his stomach and screamed.
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"You idiots! You can't be careful!" Trunks looked at her in complete amazement. Goten gave her his little finger so that she could sit on it. The fly bit hard into it.
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"Ouch!" shouted Goten. "I'll flatten you!"
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"Stop it!" called Trunks. “This is my fly.” The two noticed that the fly was moving on all legs at all. No, she only walked on two legs.
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"It's a strange fly." giggled Goten. The fly raised its arm threateningly.
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Then Trunks gave her his pinky finger.
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"Watch out!" called Goten. "Otherwise it will bite you too."
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The fly carefully sat on the finger. "Ätsch!" called Trunks. “She didn't bite me.” He gently stroked her wings. "But you are a beautiful fly." he said. The fly liked that. She lay flat and looked gray. "Sssss" she made. Trunks giggled.<br />
"Let me too." asked Goten. But Trunks kept the fly to himself a little longer. "Cool bow tie."
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Goten picked up the other two flies and placed them on the square beside him. Then we ate. The boys praised Mrs. Briefs for how well she could cook. As a reward there was a pudding. The two enjoyed it too. A lot for the flies, of course. Trunks and Goths always secretly pushed something on the tablecloth. The flies liked it too.
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After dinner, Trunks and Goths played with the flies in the garden. "They were too funny." thought the two.
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