best to make itself useful so that it and its two conspecifics would not be a burden to Bulma. But somehow, whenever Vegeta emerged from the practice room, he managed to poison the almost homely atmosphere with a pointed remark.
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Bulma's mood was nearing rock bottom. She hated that her stomach didn't fit into any of the beautiful clothes and that she could only get into untied overalls by Gokou, where she had to roll up her sleeves and pant legs.Bantor, who was now used to her moods, bore her with admirable patience. Vegeta, on the other hand, who had no trace of the effects of pregnancy, reacted just as irritated and so it crashed with beautiful regularity, which usually resulted in Bulma bursting into tears and being comforted by Bantor, while Vegeta disappeared eaten into his exercise room and avoided Bulma even at meals.
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Querl, who accidentally stumbled into the practice room, would have been crushed by the hundred G by a hair if Vegeta hadn't catapulted him out with a quick push. Bulma interpreted this as malice, and when Querl made the point herself she felt so bad that she disappeared into her room crying.
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"Please don't be angry with her, Vegeta," Querl said apologetically. "My mother told me that most humanoid females feel this way when they are pregnant.Somehow their feelings get mixed up and they are completely illogical and overly sensitive. "
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"Aha ..." Vegeta scratched his head. "So that's why she acts so weepy."
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That was the end of the matter for him and he ignored Bulma's outbursts, which of course interpreted as cold-heartedness and threw all sorts of expressions at him.
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Something else changed since the incident: Querl became a great admirer of Vegeta. The Saiyan kept catching him peering into the practice room through a crack in the door.
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"Why don't you train yourself?" Vegeta asked ungraciously. "The way you look, this Bantor doesn't take you too hard."
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"Bantor and I don't train together," said Querl, looking down at the floor, embarrassed. "Actually, Bantor doesn't do any training like you do. He only got so strong because he always had to clear away the big chunks for our search."<br />
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"He has a very healthy appetite, this Bantor", Vegeta mumbled in a low voice, "Could it be that now that you will soon be living in a paradise and there are no more chunks to clear away ..."
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Querl didn't know what Vegeta was getting at, but the Saiyan's broad grin didn't bode well.
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"You don't want to fight Bantor, do you? He's never as strong as you!"
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"Don't worry," Vegeta's grin grew even nastier and wider, "I won't crush him like a flounder. That won't be necessary ..." In a better mood, Vegeta went back into the training room and started the gravity converter again.
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He left the door ajar, because the boy's admiration bothered him far less than he would openly admit. If there had been more time, he might have let Querl take part in one or the other easier unit, but the two days were almost over.
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Bulma felt really relieved when they swung into orbit of New Namek and Blumas Hope landed near the village.<br />
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"Please carry the chest out for me, Vegeta," she asked. He was not a little surprised at how calm she suddenly seemed. Still, he wasn't ready to be made into a packhorse.
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"Ask your house slave with the red hair," he blasphemed.
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"I will have to if you are too weak," she countered with a regretful sigh.
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The chest was out faster than it could count to three.
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"You three better stay in the ship," Bulma said to the three of them. "I know you want to see the sun and the sky, but the Namekians are very careful. Strangers like you would scare them."
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Igeras, Querl and Bantor made very disappointed faces. "Are the people in your world like that too?" Querl asked.
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"They aren't," replied Vegeta on their behalf. "As soon as they discover that you are aliens, they will lock you up, question you, dissect you and put you stuffed in a museum."<br />
“Vegeta!” Bulma glared at him.
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"Am I not right?" He replied. "But Bulma will surely hide you in some remote mountain valley where the dinosaurs say good night."
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Without waiting for Bulma's answer, he jumped into the elevator and let himself be carried downstairs.
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"Not that wild," Bulma soothed the three of them. "We will surely find a solution, maybe you can do something with make-up, or create a new fashion ..." Even in her ears that sounded anything but believable. While she was also taking the elevator down to greet the Namek people, who were squinting cautiously from their hiding spots, it occurred to her that she had in no way given any thought to the future of the three in her world. Vegeta, who in his own words wanted to use the freedom to fly something again and give him a few shots of energy in the nearby mountains, did not care about the Namekians who came out of their hiding places at Bulma's sight and surrounded her.<br />
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"It really is," the senior elder exclaimed happily, feeling the slightly dented chest reverently. "Now this world will soon be a wonderful garden too."
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"How have you been?" Asked Dende, looking curiously at Bulma's bulging belly. "You're not sick, are you?"
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His compassionate question broke the dam and Bulma burst into tears again.
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The Chief Elder escorted her to his house, where she recovered after a few cups of tea and gradually told the whole story. The Namekians went pale, then dark green, and then pale again.
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“You went through all of this because of our wish!” The senior elder wrung his hands. "I can't say how sorry we are."
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"But Vegeta's fault is just as much," said Dende angrily. "He should be a lot nicer to you and trust you!"
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"It doesn't change that easily in the long run," said Bulma, wiping her reddened eyes.That one wonderful night and the short time after ... if she hadn't left him, then ...
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* Then he would have been sucked in with me. I barely survived, who knows if he would have made it. Could he have waited until a plan to defeat the Antiss was ready? No certainly not. It would have broken through all the walls, sure would have killed a few, but since they were the masters of the ship, they would have stopped it one way or another - poison gas, lethal radiation, whatever ... it's good that he wasn't out there with me ... *, it went through her head. "At the moment I have completely different worries," she said aloud, explaining to the Namekians the dilemma about those left behind on the collector and the problems that their three new friends on earth would face.
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"I think we can help you there," said the senior elder. "It's really a miracle that you came across our chest in all the junk and even though you lost your memory, you kept it like a treasure."<br />
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"That's not worth mentioning," waved Bulma modestly, "I did it out of a feeling and I'm glad that I was able to keep my promise. We're even."
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"Not after what you've been through," contradicted the senior elder and mumbled something in the ear of a young Namek who first looked surprised, but then quickly ran out. Bulma looked at the elder in astonishment, but he only poured more tea and did not reveal his plans. She didn't have to wait long for the riddle to be solved, for the young Namek was soon back and nodded meaningfully to the Chief Elder.
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"Good," said the latter. "Come with me, Bulma."
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She got up and followed him outside, where the seven large dragon balls were neatly lined up and sparkling in the sun.
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"Are they ... are they for me?" Asked Bulma, astonished. "Yes, they are," said the Chief Elder. "They will grant you three wishes.Dende, call the dragon for Bulma! "
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Dende took a deep breath and called the Namek incantation. The sky darkened and Vegeta, who knew this phenomenon, paused in his exercises. The dragon balls? Why and for whom?
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When he reached the Namekian village, Bulma Dende whispered the first wish in Dende's ear, which Dende presented to the dragon in Namekian. "Will be done," said the dragon, his eyes glowing. Vegeta looked around but couldn't see what Bulma had wanted.
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"What else?" Asked the dragon and Bulma took a deep breath. "I want all Antiss from all collector ships in the whole universe to be stranded on a remote, uninhabited planet without ever gaining technical knowledge again, there as an agricultural culture for all time. The ships themselves should crumble to dust as soon as the Antiss does not are more on it. "
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"A difficult task," said the dragon after Dende translated the request."Difficult but interesting. I'll see what can be done." The eyes glowed again and everyone held their breath. Everyone except Vegeta.
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"And what about the rats who live on the ships like your three buddies and are not Antiss," he asked sarcastically.
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"Bulma wanted them back on their home worlds long ago," Dende said in a low voice. "And in the event that these planets no longer exist, she resurrected them with the first wish, along with the people who perished in the destruction."
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"So that was the third wish, then," Vegeta was pissed off. He would have liked to have made a wish. Most of all, it amazed him that Bulma hadn't made up her mind whether to wish the cyborgs to hell or the professor who would invent them. Wait a minute, when she had expressed the wish for all the kidnapped rats, then ... He looked at Bulma questioningly and nodded in the