Suddenly married?!

Chapter 1 - Sudden change in life

Did you know? In anybody's surrounding there's always this one peculiar friend who always has „no luck" and is never satisfied with what he or she has. It's the same with the idiots or arrogant bastards. It doesn't matter where you are, they're probably there too. Haunting you with their foul mouths and stupidity. And then there is someone like me. Someone who shuts her mouth, always smiles and seems to be confident about anything.

You know…I truly, really believed that I had no luck. No, I was pretty sure I was rather unfortunate. But I never ever would have admit that to someone else because who the hell would I be believing that my life was worse than others? Anybody has a weight he has to carry. So I tried to stay positive, I tried to do the best I can do, I tried to fight. When a door shuts then others open up in front of me.

Right?

Right?!

Okay, who the heck was I trying to convince here?!

Honestly I had no idea what the universe was trying to tell me! I got fired two times in a row within one year. One fucking year! I didn't know what my employers wanted from me when they freaking never told me anything! But I forgot: It was easier to not say anything at all and just randomly kick people out just because they can! I was going to be thirty soon, I was still single, I was currently unemployed and I had no romantic relationships I could look forward too!

How should I have enjoyed my current free time if there hadn't been nobody I could spent it with?!

„Chichi, why are you mumbling to yourself?"

„Because I can! Let me be, I'm super angry right now!"

„Yeah…you're always angry…"

„Well yes! Wouldn't you be if you were me? Oh no wait, you would never know, you're your own boss with your own business!" My hand slammed the table in front of me. „I hope every boss drops dead and rots in hell for eternity!"

„You're basically sending me there too with your curse, you know?"

„What? Oh don't be ridiculous, Lunch!" I showed her my most angelic smile. „You don't have any employees, you're not a boss like that. You're just an owner of a cafe. But all the others…." I felt a dark aura rose from within me. „…shall die painfully…"

My blue haired friend sighed as she pressed her little black tray against her torso. „I pretend I didn't hear that insult….But you're mood swings are scary."

I scoffed as I narrowed my eyes. „Look who's talking….you carry a demon within yourself although you have such a sweet face right now. Can I have another one?" I pointed at my empty cup and silently pleaded for my cappuccino. For free, of course. I had no regular income anymore I needed to save money.

„You know, If you want to I can help you out a little bit." Lunch suddenly proposed as she set my cup down minutes later. A little milk-foam dragon decorated my beverage.

„How so?" I took a little sip. I didn't want to ruin her milky art work.

„Well last week your leftover cupcakes were so delicious! Maybe, only maybe, you could bake - „

„No."

„I haven't even finished talking!"

„I know what you want to say. The answer is still no."

„But your cooking and baking skills are so damn good! I don't even want to eat the cakes of my standard bakery anymore."

I grinned as I leaned my chin on my hand. „You have my sympathy. But that is all you get."

Her little hands gestured how she would love to strangle me. „Grr….you're so…so…."

„Lovable? Caring? Sweet?"

„Stubborn!"

„Oh well…I'll take that as a compliment. I haven't heard any the last couple of months. Thanks, dear."

Sitting down on the other side of the table Lunch showed a little pout before she shook her head and tiredly smiled. „Why wouldn't you want to earn a little bit of money by selling your cupcakes? You could even open a food truck. You could be your own boss as well!"

I crossed my arms leisurely and inclined my neck in an apologetic manner. „Before my mother died she had written down any recipe she knew into her notebooks. When I was young she always told me that all of these dishes were meant for ‚loved ones only'. And I would like to respect that. That's all there is to it."

„I take it back. You're not stubborn. Your mind is as hard as a rock."

At 11 PM Lunch got picked up from her boyfriend and I had nothing else to do then going home. It was getting cold recently. I blew warm breath into my palms as I waited at the bus stop for the last bus to come. Somehow the air smelled like winter. Maybe it was going to start snowing soon? I looked up into the night sky, still blowing my breath into my hands. The lights of the town were so bright you couldn't even say if it was cloudy or clear. In my hometown you easily could see the stars in the night. A screeching sound signalized me that the bus just halted in front of me. The warm air from within formed a light fog as it touched the cold air from the outside world. I welcomed the heat and sat down at the back of the bus, leaning my head against the glass and closing my eyes. I didn't want to see myself mirrored in the windows.

4 weeks until Christmas. What should I get Dad as a present? Another cologne? Not really…I had some savings, but I couldn't afford an expensive gift. Living in the city was costly.

I sighed tiredly. I felt pathetic.

I really failed trying to live on my own, didn't I? I sighed heavily once again as I got out into the freezing cold again. Clutching my scarf I tried to hide my nose behind the fabric as I walked towards my small two-room apartment. My life was going to be pretty dull as long I didn't find another job, wouldn't it?

„Chichi!"

Oh shit.

„Dad?! What the - why are you here?!" A huge shadow crashed into me and squeezed all the air from out of my lungs. I know that love should be given in great gestures but I didn't want to get suffocated like that!

„Dad, I can't breathe!"

„Oh my sweet little girl!" He ignored me. Of course. I felt his beard scratching over my hair as he rubbed my head with his chubby cheek.

„Dad!" I wiggled myself out from his embrace and poked my finger into his belly angrily. I hoped my fingernails would hurt him even a little. „How many times did I tell you not to just show up like that without telling me beforehand?"

„Oh, don't be like that!" He patted my shoulder - or more like hit me - lovingly. „I knew you would be home, you're not working at the moment, are you?"

„That may be true but that doesn't mean I have the nerve to deal with you just because of that. In fact I can't deal with anything right now that causes too much stress! And for god's sake it's almost midnight, what do you want here?"

Before he could answer me I heard a window being opened and my lousy neighbor screamed at the top of her lungs that we should ‚shut the fuck up' and that it she ‚had to wake up early next morning.' Showing her my middle finger I yelled back that she should keep her mouth shut herself and swing her skinny ass back into her apartment.

My Dad continued to smile while he gently pushed me towards his car while I negotiated with my neighbor by throwing a glass bottle towards her window.

My arguments were always quick-witted.

Before the situation could escalate, another gentle push by my father got me into the seat of his car. The door got shut, a cat screamed in the distance, my neighbor threatened to call the cops and suddenly we were on the street with full speed.

Dad coughed up a little before he patted my thigh with his big palm. „Now, were where we?"

I slapped his hand away and saw him pout like a little kid. I hoped my next words were like daggers. „Why. Are. You. Here."

„Uh…well….you see….you're unemployed at the moment."

„Oh thank you for telling me, I almost forgot!" I threw my hands up into the hair only to hit my fingers on the ceiling of the car. Argh!

„And because you have more time now I wanted to get you. You haven't been home for almost a year."

„Why?"

„Because you started to work in the city?"

„Not that!" If I had been a snake my tongue would have come out by now, hissing. „Why did you want to pick me up to visit you now! Like in now? It's almost Christmas I would have come sooner or later."

„Uh…." Oh how suspicious. Starting to sweat was definitely super suspicious!

„Dad?" I narrowed my eyes.

„You know….I just missed you. Can't I?" Had he actually tears in his eyes?

Duh, now I felt guilty for yelling at him. I knew he just cared about me, I was his only child and he always had showered me with affection and love.

„No…I mean, yes! Huh….I missed you, too. Maybe you're right. Coming home and getting a peace of mind might actually be a great idea." I sank back into the seat and closed my eyes. Why getting furious over something like this? He probably was right. An environment change would possibly calm me down a bit.

Right?

Right?!

Wait….this seemed like a déjà vu…

/Authers note:

Hey guys!

So I came up with the idea of this Story as I'm currently sitting in a similar boat. And I somehow needed to clear my thoughts by putting everything into words. So the chapters are going to be either short or long, depending on the information I'm trying to write down. Each chapter is more like a little snippet in time holding the plot together. For me it makes it easier to tell it and I hope you all still see the red string behind it.

So yes, it is an AU-Fic, but I like their characters, that's why I'm using Chichi and Goku as models again. I can identify myself with her, that's why. J

You don't need to review, but I appreciate any comment. As I said, I need to write this story in order to understand my own personal situation in a way. And my fantasy helps me ease my worries.

Hopefully you all have fun reading it as I'm willing to share my thoughts with you.