his eyesight back and then he would finally be able to tell Bulma that he ...
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"Wonderful, they are making good progress in the mating ritual," rang out the door. "The depository for mating is two doors down on the left. It is advisable not to do it here on the floor in order to protect the female's body as much as possible."<br />
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As if stung by hornets, Bulma and Vegeta started apart. "That ... that is not what it looks like," stammered Bulma with a red head and stood between Vegeta and Eros. "I'm tired and want to go to sleep and nothing else," she added, although her fingers felt for Vegeta's hand and gently squeezed his fingers. Vegeta still didn't know which strategy Bulma had in mind, but played along.
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"We are both much too exhausted from the fall and the shock to do anything other than sleep," explained Vegeta and sat up next to Bulma with his arms crossed.
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The tiny lights on Ero's bracelet blinked again. For two seconds he stared blindly past the two of them at the wall. "The Great Guardian knows the limited stamina of organics. He allows you to take a break."
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Bulma took Vegeta's left hand and placed it on her right shoulder."Let yourself be guided, exhausted as you are", she mumbled softly and Vegeta understood. Yawning loudly, he groped after her to the bedroom.
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Had they been a couple on their honeymoon, that would have left nothing to be desired. Numerous erotic murals and large mirrors adorned the walls, but the room was dominated by a huge four-poster bed on a pedestal. . Bulma was glad Vegeta couldn't see her.
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"Where's the bathroom?" She asked Eros. "I also need fresh laundry, a nightgown and someone should wash and iron my overalls by tomorrow."
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"You're starting to have fun, aren't you?" Vegeta asked in a whisper.
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"We should take what we get before we turn the corner, right?" Bulma whispered back with a grin.
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Eros pointed to a door that she almost overlooked because it was painted with a picture similar to the walls around it."Behind it, the female will find everything that is important for personal hygiene. Fresh fur replacement will be ready as requested and the dirty one just has to throw into the shaft provided for this. The room with the sanitary facilities for the disposal of metabolic waste is right next to it." he said.
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"You'll have to bathe too, Vegeta," said Bulma and pulled him away from the bed to the first door where a couple of naked mermaids were amusing themselves with a faun in a spring. "We were both pretty battered by the fall."
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Vegeta, who was still playing the exhausted one, didn't fight back. The bathroom turned out to be an L-shaped luxury version with a huge tub sunk into the floor in the longer part. Bulma insisted that he undress, provided him with a sponge, soap and the buckets of cold water before adding hot water to the tub. "There's room for two in there comfortably," she said loudly to drown out the rush of the water.<br />
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Vegeta swallowed. "Do you think this is a good idea?" He asked hoarsely.
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"No problem, the tub is so big that ten people would fit in there. I sit at one end, you diagonally at the other."
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"If you mean ..." Vegeta moved extremely carefully to the edge of the tub and stepped into the hot water. Bulma turned her back on him discreetly. Relieved that the sinks and stools were out of sight of the tub around the corner, she slipped off her clothes and soaped herself thoroughly. After she had showered, she walked to the corner of the tub, staring at the floor, and slipped into the hot water. "Ahhh ... that's good." The numerous abrasions and bruises that she got while searching for Vegeta hardly hurt anymore. The water vapor created a privacy screen between the two corners. Even if Bulma stretched her feet, there were still two meters between her and Vegeta's toes.<br />
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That didn't mean Vegeta was sitting completely serene in his corner. The hot water also had a relaxing effect on him, but he was only too aware that a completely naked Bulma was only a few steps away from him. But what else could you do but leave it at that? To give in to the emotions that seething inside him would be to play into the hands of this prison valuer and before he did that he would rather submerge ten times in ice water.
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It was Bulma, who had enough of soaking after half an hour and climbed out of the tub. She dried off, took the belt and the tool bag from the overalls, cleared out all the pockets and threw the item into the laundry chute. "I'll throw your suit in too, Vegeta!" she called over to the cloud of steam. A quick look into the bedroom showed that Eros had kept his word and brought fresh clothes for both of them. With Vegeta, however, he had left it with a pair of pajama bottoms and boxer shorts, as if he knew that Vegeta preferred to sleep bare-chested.Bulma found a night shirt and underwear for herself and carried both bundles into the bathroom.
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"The fresh laundry is on the stool next to the towel!" She called to Vegeta. "I'll get dressed in the bedroom and crawl into my feathers. Come along when you've soaked enough!"
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She didn't have to wait too long, no sooner had she curled up under the thin blanket than Vegeta padded out of the bathroom.
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"Watch out, there is a step!" Bulma warned him. So he could orient himself by her voice and made the way to the four-poster bed without her help.
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"Well, you're on the right side," Bulma said, closing her eyes. "Good night."
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Vegeta slipped under the covers and felt for her. But just as there was more than enough space in the tub, his hand couldn't reach her here either. Maybe it was better that way, he told himself, trying to relax. Tomorrow, tomorrow they would find a way to freedom.<br />
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The night lasted exactly ten hours, then a trumpet fanfare echoed through the room from the loudspeaker set into the gilded stucco ceiling. Bulma and Vegeta almost fell out of bed in shock.
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"Day again?" Yawned Bulma and reluctantly threw back the covers.
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"Seems so!" Vegeta growled and turned on her other side.
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“Nothing there!” Bulma pulled the covers off him. "We'd better play along before they resort to tougher methods. Don't you agree?"
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"It's okay!" Vegeta stretched and rubbed his eyes. The world around him was still completely dark and with each awakening of this kind the faint hope that things would work itself out shrank. "Don't you want to let yourself in on your plan?"
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"No, because you're not a good actor," she said calmly and went into the bathroom to get her tool belt. In the little pouch was the capsule that had already been of great use to her on the slave ship.Bulma activated it and took an eyepiece and a couple of very fine instruments from the toolbox and tinkered with her wrist communicator. "Vegeta, please keep your ears up and warn me if that tin idiot shows up, will you?"
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Vegeta mumbled something in agreement and crouched on the dais next to the bed, lurking. A few minutes passed, then he heard steady footsteps approaching the room.
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"He's on the march."
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"Already done!" Bulma quickly stowed her tools and the eyepiece, converted the tool case back into a capsule and put it back in the pouch. Not a second too early because Eros didn't bother knocking.
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"Breakfast is already prepared," he said and put the two bundles with the freshly washed overalls on the bed. "After that, they are both expected to continue their auditions for the mating ritual."
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Bulma pretended not to have heard, but silently shoved his overalls into Vegeta's hand while she went into the bathroom to put hers on.She heard Vegeta feeling her way into the toilet. After slipping into her wonderfully clean overalls and washing the tiredness off her face with cold water, she felt fit enough to gradually implement her plan.
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But first came breakfast. It was an opulent time with traditional miso soup, fish, rice and pickled vegetables as well as fried eggs, toast, sausages, sweet rolls and jam. Vegeta coped quite well with it, mostly because Bulma made no move to teach him good manners. When the last crumb was gone from the numerous plates and platters, Vegeta leaned back and drained the rest of the coffee in one gulp.
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"What now?" He asked Bulma directly.
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She glanced at Eros, who stood waiting, and cleared her throat. "We want to go back to the beach, is that possible?"
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It went. Eros walked ahead, Bulma followed with Vegeta in tow.When they stepped outside through the door they found themselves on the beach again. There the sun was still over the horizon. "Sunrise and sunset, sunrise and sunset," muttered Bulma. "Probably the sun does nothing more than hover briefly over the horizon and then set again. I bet there is a full moon here every night and the stars are big, close and sparkle as much as they can ..."
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"The idealized environment for mating rituals", Eros admitted frankly. "The bright times of the day are apparently not estimated for this, so the Great Keeper canceled them."
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Eros seemed to be waiting for Bulma and Vegeta to finally attack each other. Instead, Vegeta stretched out in the warm sand, crossed his arms under his head and closed his eyes. Bulma didn't know whether to be upset or laugh. Vegeta actually fell asleep, he even snored softly.<br />
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"Why is the male not fulfilling his duty to preserve the species?" Asked Eros and the little lights on his bracelet blinked wildly.
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"Umm ... he has to digest the food he has eaten