Hello! ^ _ ^

THANKSEEEEE for your lovely pickers!

Was really afraid that this part would not get through to you! ^ - ^ "

Because I was so happy about it, I continued to write very quickly.

Well then.....!

Last night I couldn't sleep for a long time, firstly, I had a headache and secondly, I had another idea how I can stretch the story again. Yepp, I came up with another little adventure for our Gabi (Kellina). ^ - ^

If it continues like this, I will still get to Part 100? ^ - ^ "

Or I have to start writing longer parts! ^ - ^ "

Not that it breaks the DBZ site, or my story fills a whole page! ^ - ^ "

P.S There's one more thing I have to tell you. I dreamed of DBZ for a very short last night. But in this dream Vegeta was the good guy and Piccolo was somehow the bad guy! ^ - ^ "

In the dream:

Suddenly I saw Vegeta hunched over a bed over C18!It looked like his wife and not Bulma in my dream C18! ^ - ^ ""

I don't know exactly what it was really about, but Vegeta made a strange look on her face. Looked dejected, partly finished! It was fasting at C18 with both hands on the face, it was probably about that he said goodbye? Hm ... nothing peiling! ^ - ^ "C18 had closed his eyes and did not move! Asleep or was dead? Again, no idea! ^ - ^" "

Suddenly Piccolo was there, grabbed C18! We all (including me, the dreamer! ^ - ^ ") suddenly found ourselves in a place where nothing could be seen in the background. Really there was NIX everywhere! ^ - ^" "

So ... Piccolo still had 18-18 in his arms. C18 gave no reaction as yet. There was a brief fight between Vegeta and Piccolo, but it all happened so ultra fast that I couldn't really notice it! ^ - ^ "I only saw a brief flash of light emanating from Vegeta! Piccolo stood there for a moment, still with 18 in his arms.His head to the side, a little backwards! Suddenly he just threw 18C backwards over his left shoulder into nowhere. C18 disappeared with it. Then Piccolo turned his head forward so I could see that his left ear was gone! ^ - ^ "Vegeta had it looked like it shot off his ear! (AUA!) But suddenly ... SCHWUPP, he had made a new auricle and grinned meanly at Vegeta. And pointed with the thumb of his right hand at himself himself and said something too, but unfortunately I don't remember that! Piccolo grinned as really mean!

And the dream was over! ^ - ^ "" "How would it have turned out? Hm ...!

What do you dream of? For real! Piccolo and so mean? No, I never believe that! ^ - ^

Piccolo is a good guy, a hero! (Stupid dream -.- ")

But now ..... have fun reading the next part!

So it goes lively, easy, happy, cheerful with part 41!(Rhymes fully! * G *)

A journey into the world of fantasy!

Part 41

According to my watch, we were now 8:35 p.m. and the sun was already gone! I lit the campfire and put the blanket over myself. Everything was quiet around me, nothing could be heard. Except for the crackling fire. We even had a full moon tonight. Just like when I was here! (What a coincidence, too! ^ - ^ ")

I sat cross-legged and stared into the flames of the campfire. These burned bright and hot in front of them. The campfire was warm but I didn't notice that at the moment. Deep in my thoughts, I grabbed a small, thick branch and poked around in the fire, lost in thought. In my mind, how could it be otherwise, I hung with Piccolo !!!!

I missed him very much and wondered how he was doing now! Had he beaten the bad part of Buu yet?>> If I only knew I would be better! <<

When so deeply preoccupied with my thoughts I poked around in the fire and didn't even notice that the branch had caught fire for a long time. It wasn't until the fire came all the way up to my fingers and I burned myself lightly on it that I came back to the now! ^ - ^ "

"AUA! CRAP!" I called out loud. I dropped the branch into the fire and put my slightly burned finger in my mouth. ^ - ^ ""

A large bruise had quickly formed on the upper side of my index finger. >> That's what happens when you think too much! What's the saying? Leave the thinking to the horses, they have the bigger head! << ^ - ^ "

My finger burned, it hurt. I grabbed my clean scarf and my little scissors. I cut off a small part of my scarf. I also cut a very small incision into the pale with the scissors so that the liquid that had collected in it could drain away.Then I bandaged my index finger with the cut off part of the scarf. There shouldn't be any dirt in the fiery pale. The whole time my finger burned but gradually it ebbed away, which of course I was happy about.

Looking at my watch again I saw that it was 9:28 pm. I wasn't tired, weird white, not at all. There wasn't even a trace of it in me. I sighed! "Great! It looks like I'll be spending the whole night here thinking about it!" I said out loud to myself. A few moments passed when I had to put new wood into the fire. Then again a few moments passed when I suddenly heard thunder. I startled, got up, and listened. A few moments passed and I heard thunder again. Wrapped in my blanket, I ran through the whole green in the direction from where I could hear it. It didn't take long and I had reached the end of the oasis!With an unobstructed view of the desert lit by the full moon, I couldn't see anything. But then suddenly far back on the horizon I saw a bright flash of light twice. Two or three seconds later I heard thunder again.

>> Piccolo! << was my first thought. I knew deep down that it was Piccolo who was training again? Was he just training again in the middle of the night? Or was that the bad part of Buu that only made him break up the whole area again?

Piccolo was out there in the desert somewhere. Much too far away for me to walk there. If I did, I will surely get lost! Then I was forgotten. So I read it. I looked at the horizon for quite a while. Twice I saw the distant, briefly twitching explosions, then came the thunder.

I lowered my head a little and closed my eyes for a moment. >> Picco, please don't hurt yourself like you did back then!<< I thought sadly and turned around. Walked through all the green, back to the campfire. I sat down in front of it and had to add some wood again. I was listening all the time. For a long time nothing could be heard. But then two more times in quick succession I heard it thunder. After that it was quiet, nothing could be heard anymore. For a long time I sat by the fire and listened, but there was silence. >> He stopped! Maybe because he's trained enough? Or maybe because he's injured on the ground again? << I thought with fear. On the one hand I very much hoped that he was only training because I didn't know if he was just doing all this because he had the bad part of Buu in him. But on the other hand, I was worried because he would be injured again during training. But what should i do? I couldn't do anything. Just wait and hope! I looked at my watch, 11:12 pm!

>> It's slowly approaching midnight and I'm not tired yet! << I thought incredulously.I was normally asleep by this time. It was probably because I thought too much about him! Well, it looked like I'd sit here all night and rack my brains! It was going to be a long night.

A moment after the other passed and as if I was still sitting cross-legged, wide awake in front of the campfire and lost in thought watching the dance of the flames. But suddenly I heard a familiar noise from the right! I immediately turned my head in that direction and in the light of the moon, about 2-3 meters away from me, could see him standing quietly. I got up and ran over to him. When I got to him, I looked up at him. He looked down at me. He was no longer wearing his heavy training clothes. His suit was partly torn up again, as I could see. I grabbed his right hand and said: "Come on!" I said nothing more. He came over to the camp with me. We both sat down on the floor.My gaze fixed on him, in the light of the campfire you could now see exactly that his suit had suffered a lot. Inwardly I sighed loudly and quickly put more wood into the fire. Then I turned my full attention to Piccolo. He sat there and didn't say a word. "Piccolo?" I asked him and he turned his head a little to me. "I...!" I just got out of myself when my gaze fell on his right upper arm. The whole time I hadn't seen this at all. I was shocked because there he had a longer, deep wound and it was even bleeding. This wound went around half of his upper arm. I grimaced at the sight.

"Oh no!" I said, very frightened, and probably looked that way too. "What is it? What do you have?" Piccolo asked me astonished and I got very close to him. "You ... you hurt yourself again!" were my desperate words to him. "It's just a scratch, it doesn't even hurt!" came the calm answer from him.Sitting right next to him, I took a closer look at this wound. "Just a scratch? For a scratch the whole thing is pretty big, deep and even bleeds!" it came from me in disbelief. I sat down as close to him as I could. I briefly touched his upper arm and partly his wound. Then I grabbed my cut scarf and put it on my lap. Slowly I took the blanket from me and put it over Piccolo. I knew that he wasn't cold, but still. I wanted to take care of him again, to play the dear nurse again. ^ - ^

I quickly grabbed the scarf and wanted to get up. But before I did this I said to him: "I'm going over to the water and wetting the scarf. I want to use it to clean your wound. And please stay here, don't run away. Woe, or I'll bite your ears from!" it suddenly came from me. He looked deep into my eyes and said calmly: "I want to experience that!"

Now I