Why Piccolo Does Not Eat.
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I really do know why Piccolo doesn't eat; the plot bunny caught me while eating pie. I don't question my muse when it hits, I just write. So here you go.
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It was a normal night during the six months Gohan had actually been training with Piccolo. The stoic Namek-jin was meditating while Gohan roasted his food and nursed his multiple wounds that he earned from the day's training. While he was applying the thick, yellow paste his father had taught him to make a totally random thought popped into his head.
"Piccolo-san?" The Namek-jin grunted. Gohan learned that meant his teacher was listening. "Why don't you ever eat?"
The solemn warrior was actually stunned out of meditation. He gave the six-year-old boy before him a startled look. "What?"
"Why don't you ever eat? I've seen you drink lots of water – but you don't seem to go potty at all – but you never eat. How come?" His six-year-old curiosity was piqued; he wanted some answers and he was going to get them.
"I – I don't know. I've never been hungry before."
"You haven't?" That was a hard concept for him to grasp. All six years of his life, Gohan had never been able to not eat more. "You wanna try some of my food?" He took the meat off of the make shift spit and tore a piece off for Piccolo.
The Namek-jin shook his head. "No, I don't want it."
"You sure?" Gohan walked around the fire and held the piece of meat out to him. "Here take it."
"No." Piccolo was starting to get annoyed. Couldn't the kid understand a negative response when he heard one?
"Take it."
"I said 'no'!"
"Take it!" Gohan's eyes started to turn red and his voice deepened to a growl. "Eat the meat, now!"
Piccolo would never admit it – even under the pain of death – but he was actually a little scared of his young pupil at the moment. After a moment of weighing his options, Piccolo decided it would be best to take the food. After all, it couldn't be that bad. "Fine, I'll eat the damn meat."
Gohan instantly changed back to normal and cheerfully handed over the food. A large sweat-drop rolled down the back of Piccolo's head. Talk about your mood swings.
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Piccolo felt like crap, there was no other word for it. His stomach alternated between bubbling and feeling like a thousand eels slithered around inside – occasionally it was both. All in all, something funny was going on in his guts and he did not like it one bit.
"Piccolo-san, are you okay? You look like otousan after he's had beans."
The Namek-jin started to nod but stopped when he felt something slide down his leg. "Aww shi-"
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Ooh, my first one-shot; and it had Piccolo doing a #2 in his pants. Lovely, yes? Well, I hope everyone enjoyed it; remember, this is supposed to be funny. And if Gohan's age isn't accurate then I'm sorry, I couldn't really access anything that would tell me correct information at the time I was writing this.