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Ultimate Legacy :: Earth :: East City :: Delivering Milk(training)
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Gohan had made it to East City, only to be greet with a crate full of milk bottles. He was already growing tired of these accursed bottles and he had only delivered milk to Penguin City. He hefted the crate with his singular arm, ready to get down to business. He knew that it was going to be a long day, yet he had to do this quickly or the milk might spoil in the heat. He could only imagine what it had been like for poor little Krillin and Goku, they must have been half dead by the time they made it to the first town. Good thing he was a much more able person than them... minus an arm. It would just make it that much more of a challenge to do this then.

Gohan began running down the streets, quickly knocking on each door with his head and hand the occupants a bottle of cold milk. If they weren't there, he would leave the bottle of milk next to their doorstep, hoping no one would complain about that. He just wanted to pull the door off of the hinges yet he was almost positive that they would complain more about that than him leaving them a bottle of milk that was too warm after coming home later than usual or perhaps not coming home at all. He continued to keep his mind occupied as he ran, not thinking about the amount of time that passed as he went.

Gohan began to hum to himself as he handed out the bottles, although he didn't exactly hand them over, just letting the people pull a bottle out. He hated having to put to crate down when people weren't there and pull a bottle out. It slowed his time down by a lot and he wanted to finish this as quickly as possible. He growled as yet another person wasn't home, slowing him down again. He could only imagine what Roshi's plot was going to be this time. It was going to be hard to beat an avalanche. He didn't doubt the hermit though, he had nothing but spare time when he wasn't staring at beautiful women.

Gohan continued to run through the town dispensing milk everywhere he went. "Who can make the sun rise? Sprinkle it with dew! Cover it with milk or an annoying day or two? The milk man can!" He sang softly to himself as he went from street to street. He was beginning to feel much more relaxed, having seen no sign of the treacherous turtle hermit. He dared to think that perhaps because of the size of this city that Roshi had let him off easily. "Stay where you are punk." It was never easy.

Two thugs stood there, guns in there hands. Confident smirks that came with being in control were etched on to their faces, a mistake that Gohan planned on soon changing. He knew that a few more goons were waiting behind him, yet the half saiyan stood there for a moment as he watched them almost curiously. The two thugs looked in confusion at their hands, a stinging pain as well as lack of gun becoming very apparent. Gohan began his arduous journey again, while the two muggers disappeared, screaming in terror. They wouldn't be bothering the milk man any time soon.

The milk was beginning to dwindle quickly and it didn't seem as if there were going to be any stops that were way out in the middle of nowhere this time. He stopped for a moment in a restaurant, ordering a large amount of food and devouring it nearly as quickly as they could bring it out. Gohan had managed to scrape up some Zeni doing tasks that were impossible for the average person which quickly went into the budget of food. It was a good thing that Roshi had large sums of money from winning tournaments.

Gohan left the restaurant, getting back to the task at hand. The sun was beginning to set and there was a neighborhood lacking milk! He dashed with all of the speed he could muster, wanting to finish this quickly. He began to zoom through the neighborhood, getting from door to door faster than the normal eye could see. He could see the end in sight, the last house on the block! He became completely focused upon that last house. It was the star of hope for the young half saiyan that he would soon reach.

Gohan was on the second-to-last house when a car slammed into him, sending him spinning off to the side. He gripped the crate tightly, maneuvering himself in awkward positions as he tumbled away. He managed to keep the crate from receiving too much damage and both bottles of milk appeared to be fine. He could almost hear a "Hehehe." as he delivered the last two bottles. He hoped they didn't notice the cracks and complain but it was no longer his problem now.
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