June 2002
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Stay away from Kakarott! Part 7
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Since a few users asked me to continue writing, I reconsidered it. So here comes the seventh part of Hands Off Kakarott.
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Bulma was delighted that her "lodger" showed up at the lake. (My story takes place in the 3 years before the Cell Saga) She hit the gas pedal. The metallic green glider whizzed a few centimeters above the road surface across the country road. Son-goku had leaned back in his seat and watched the clouds in the bright blue sky. Bulma stared hard at the street. Despite the early hour, she looked fit. From the back seat, apart from Son-gohan, there wasn't much to be heard snoring.
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“Do you already know what you're doing on your birthday tomorrow?” Asked Son-goku, hoping for a party. Because there was plenty of food at each of Bulma's birthday parties. Even a Sayajin stomach was full.Bulma turned her head a little in his direction: "You mean if I'm going to have a party? Well, what do you think !? I've always done one up until now. The question is so superfluous!" Bulma turned her face again the highway to. But the question made a little sense. How should she manage all of this by tomorrow? But she didn't want to miss out on such a celebration either. Because she still had her parents and maybe Vegeta would help out a bit. She had to smile a little at the thought.
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A day had passed since her arrival from vacation ...........
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Bulma sat in her red convertible and put the key in the ignition. She still had so much to do! Well, actually, the CC employees took care of it. The ballroom was already decorated and the food was ready. What else did she have to do then?Oh yes, she still had to go shopping. She couldn't run around a new dress with her once worn "rags" as she called it!
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She drove to a large shopping area. After all, there were loads of shops there. One or the other piece of clothing would definitely be there. She decided to run a large fashion house that was almost entirely pink. Even the interior walls were painted pink. Fortunately, the clothes didn't look pink. * Somehow the place is pretty strange ........ almost gay, deleted * thought Bulma. But things looked expensive and classy, ​​and that's what it was all about.
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Soon she had packed three shopping bags with x different clothes and skirts. She just couldn't decide which one to take. After another hour she had bought five bags full of clothes. She threw the bags in the back seat and got into her convertible. Now she was in a hurry. In just under 30 minutes she was waiting for her guests!And she hadn't changed yet either! She decided to take the freeway to get home in time. She turned on her indicator and disappeared around a corner.
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So I wrote another part of the story. There will also be other parts, but under a different name! If you want to read the next part you have to click on "Shame on you Son-goku" from now on! I just found it better to rename the story. I hope you guys keep commenting and reading my stories. (If you have any further questions about my story, you can also send me an e-mail. But that is only in passing)
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tichue
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