Piccolo's Comments
Shadode sat alone with her antennae drooping, reading over the fanfic Dreams Do Come True for the fifth time. Piccolo landed behind her and sat down with his back to her. "Still pissed at the moron eh?"
"Yeah. Little freak keeps bugging Voice and just now flamed my fanfic." She glanced down at the fanfic in her hand.
Piccolo gave Shadode a nudge. "Don't let the little twerp bug you. He/she/it just has no mind and too much time on their hands. Hey, I bet they just can't write like you or Voice or all the other awesome authors out there."
Smirking, Shadode elbowed Piccolo in the ribs, making him jump. "You have a point there, Green Man. He/she/it probably doesn't even read the fics, the probably just put up stupid comments to show off their lack of education and immaturity."
Piccolo snickered, "Or they had a poor education."
Shadode snickered more, her earrings bobbing as she turned her head to look at Piccolo. "Now I see why my best friend likes you so much. You're a damn nice guy when you wanna be. I'd chase you and all….but I already got a man."
"Something that little flamer Wouldn't You Like To Know probably doesn't have. A mate. I bet they're homophobic." He chuckled and stood up. "Or just have a little brain."
"True." Shadode stood up and tossed the fanfic aside, yawning. "Well, I'm gonna get to bed. G'night Pic!"
"G'night."
