Author's Note:-
So here it is, the followup to my latest fic Demonic Love! This one will be styled a little different; instead of one long continuous fic it's going to be a series of one-off sketches, some will directly follow the previous sketch and some will be standalone. The timeline will still progress though, so hopefully it'll be a fun read.
Anyway! I hope you enjoy it and please R&R!


It was three weeks after his father's marriage to Frikiza, and Piccolo Junior was meditating in Kami's Lookout, where he still resided. He was deep in a trance when a voice interrupted him.
"Hey! It's Junior, right?" It was a female voice… He recognised it from somewhere. Piccolo frowned, and opened his eyes.
"Yeah. Who's asking?" He grunted, looking at the two women that were standing in front of him. He'd seen those women before… weren't they at his father's wedding?
"We're Zarba and Doria – you remember us from the wedding, right?" The shorter of the women asked. "We're friends of your mother, Frikiza."
"I remember you." Piccolo stated. "But Frikiza is not my mother. She's just my father's wife."
"Well, that makes her your mother." Zarba shrugged. "Listen – we need your help. You have to round up everyone you know."
"Why?" Piccolo asked.
"No time to explain, it's an emergency!" Zarba frowned. "Just take us to your friends."
"Has something happened to my father?" Piccolo demanded, concerned. Shit, what had he done now…? Frikiza was supposed to be controlling him!
"Sort of. Are you going to take us or not?" Zarba replied. Piccolo paused, wondering whether or not he should trust these women. They were supposedly the female versions of Zarbon and Dodoria, after all…

At that moment, Dende approached the group, and smiled at the girls.
"Hello." He greeted them, and turned to Piccolo. "Are these friends of yours?" He asked.
"No, they're just friends of my –" Piccolo stopped himself, deciding what to call Frikiza. "… My father's wife."
"Oh! Your stepmother." Dende nodded, causing Piccolo to glare into the ground.

Dende offered Zarba and Doria another polite smile.
"It's good to meet you." He said. "I'm Dende, the guardian of the Earth."
"Hi." Doria smiled back. "We're Zarba and Doria –"
"Listen Kid, we really don't have time for small talk." Zarba said. "If you want a conversation, come with us."
"What!" Piccolo screamed, horrified at her attitude. "He's the guardian of Earth, show him some respect!"
"It's… it's alright…" Dende mumbled shyly. Zarba winked at Dende.
"Sorry, Cutie." She smirked. "We gotta go."
"Cutie…?" Dende repeated, blushing slightly.
"Oh my God…" Piccolo gasped, his heart almost stopping. "Dende, I'm sorry – I'll get them out of here." He glared at the women. "Let's go."
"Great!" Zarba beamed, and waved at Dende. "See you later, Didi."
"It's Dende." Dende replied.
"My mistake." Zarba smirked.
"Come on!" Piccolo snarled. He grabbed the women and flew off towards Goku's house.

Meanwhile, at Goku's house, Gohan and Videl were just leaving.
"I'll see you later –" Gohan said, when Piccolo and the women landed in front of him. "Piccolo…?" Gohan blinked. "What are you doing here?"
"I have no idea, it's some emergency with my father." Piccolo replied, and looked sternly at Zarba and Doria. "Talk."
"Is there anybody else in the house…?" Doria asked.
"Huh?" Goku uttered as he exited the house to see what was going on.
"Just my dad…" Gohan answered. "My mom went shopping and my brother's at his friend's place."
"Hm." Zarba shrugged. "Well, I guess you three will do. Okay, listen." She looked at them. "My name's Zarba and this is Doria, we're friends of Frikiza's. You all know Frikiza, right?" Everyone nodded. "Well… here's the thing." Zarba continued. "She had this pendant – it looks like an icicle, it's pure crystal and the chain is silver, and it opens up. Anyway… Frikiza lost it, so we have to find it before Piccolo finds out."
"What!" Piccolo Junior yelled, glaring at the women. "That's your emergency?"
"Sorry… We were just about to catch a movie." Gohan said. "We can look for it later though?"
"It'll be too late by then!" Doria cried. "Piccolo's bound to find out about it soon, so we have to hurry!"
"Look – I'm sure my father won't care that she lost a pendant. Just tell her to go buy a new one." Piccolo Junior said.
"That's precisely what I thought," Zarba replied. "But it turns out your daddy bought it her, so she's really upset that she lost it. To be honest I didn't even know he'd bought her anything at all… He doesn't really seem the type."
"Oh… that's such a shame. I can see why she'd be upset." Videl said sympathetically. She looked at Gohan. "We can always see the movie another day. This is more important."
"If it's so important then why aren't my brothers looking for it?" Piccolo frowned.
"They are. We came to round up more people for the search." Doria answered. She looked across everyone. "Will you help us? She's pretty sure she lost it in West City."
"Sure, I don't mind." Goku grinned. "Let's go!"

XXXXX

A short while later, everyone had split into groups and were dotted around West City. Piccolo and Goku were searching together, and struggling to find Frikiza's pendant. Goku spotted yet another woman walking past wearing a pendant, and approached her. "Excuse me, Ma'am?" He said. "Do you mind if I look at your chest?"
"Pervert!" The woman screamed, and slapped him across the face before running away.
"Goku, for the last time – stop phrasing it like that!" Piccolo yelled. "These woman don't know what you mean."
"Yeah, but – if I ask to see their pendant they think I'm going to rob them…" Goku replied.
"Let me try." Piccolo said, and stopped a passing woman wearing a pendant. "Excuse me. I need to see your pendant."
"Oh my God…" The woman whimpered, her eyes widening in fright. "Please – don't hurt me! Here!" She took off her pendant and threw it at him. "It's yours – I don't want it!" She wailed, and ran away screaming.
"… Well, that was the best reaction so far." Piccolo stated. He looked at the pendant, and sighed. "This isn't it." He flew ahead after the terrified woman, and stopped in front of her. "There's been a mistake." Piccolo said to the woman, and tossed her the pendant before re-joining Goku.

Meanwhile, Goku stopped a middle-aged overweight woman who was wearing a pendant.
"Excuse me, Ma'am, I need to see your pendant." He said.
"Oh, my!" The woman exclaimed, blushing. She pushed her chest up to him and grinned. "Go right ahead!"
"Thanks." Goku smiled, and took hold of her pendant. He examined it, and sighed. "No, this isn't – aii!" He cried out as the woman grabbed his hand and pushed it down into her blouse. "Go on Handsome, don't be shy!" She grinned.
"Get off me!" Goku cried. "I'm married!" He yanked his hand away.
"Married?" The woman yelled, and slapped him hard across the face. "You should be ashamed of yourself! Humph!" And she stormed off angrily.
"We need to come up with a new strategy…" Piccolo groaned.
"Yeah…" Goku nodded in agreement, rubbing his cheek that had now been slapped several times.
"Hey! Don't be so rough!"

Goku and Piccolo look up at the sound of someone yelling, and they saw two drunks getting kicked out of a hotel.
"Tch. Idiots." Piccolo growled. "They should be ashamed of themselves."
"Uh… Piccolo?" Goku smirked. "Aren't they your brothers?" Piccolo looked at the drunks more closely, and realised he was staring at his mutant siblings, Tambourine and Drum. Dammit! What had they done now!
"Oh, hell!" Piccolo groaned, and flew over to them.

Outside the hotel, the mutant nameks were getting yelled at by the hotel manager.
"You heard me!" She barked. "Enough is enough! You boys have had too much!"
"Oh come on!" Tambourine protested, struggling to stay on his feet. "We… We hardly…" He attempted to finish his sentence, but instead fell over, causing Drum to burst out laughing. "Shut up!" Tambourine yelled, and fired a ki blast at him, however his attack missed and went straight into a decorative a pillar that was situated outside the hotel entrance, obliterating it.
"That's my building!" The hotel manager shrieked, her eyes widening.
"S-Sorry…" Tambourine mumbled.
"That's it!" The manager snarled, glaring at the mutants. "You two are banned from this hotel!"
"What!" Drum cried. "But my… my mom and dad had their sex party here…"
"Their what?" The manager gasped.
"No…" Tambourine uttered. "No Drum, their… their sex vacation."
"You mean their honeymoon?" The manager frowned.
"Yeah!" Tambourine grinned.
"You're so smart…" Drum smiled, looking at the hotel manager fondly.
"You should… you should date Piano." Tambourine said. "He's… He's smart too."
"Date a piano?" The hotel manager blinked. "What are you talking about!"
"What the hell is going on here!"

Tambourine and Drum looked up to the sound of an angry voice, and their eyes lit up at the sight of Piccolo Junior.
"Yay!" They exclaimed.
"It's Junior!" Tambourine grinned.
"Yeah… yeah, Junior!" Drum nodded, with a little less enthusiasm.

Piccolo turned to the hotel manager.
"I'm sorry – were they any trouble?" He asked.
"Yes!" The managed snapped, and pointed to the pile of ash that was once her pillar. "Your friends destroyed my hotel!"
"Oh," Piccolo uttered, following her gaze. He turned to his siblings and glared at them angrily. "Guys!"
"Don't…" Tambourine began, and hiccupped. "Don't look at me!" He protested. "It's Drum's fault!"
"What! You fired it!" Drum yelled.
"Yeah, but… but only because you laughed at me!" Tambourine argued. "It's not nice to laugh! I hurt my leg!" He frowned when Drum burst out laughing again. "Hey!" Tambourine snapped. He fired another ki blast at Drum, but he once again missed and his attack destroyed yet another pillar. "… Oops."
"That's it!" The hotel manager screamed. "I'm calling the police!"
"No!" Piccolo gasped. "Please – don't do that! I'll call my father's wife, I promise she'll pay for any damages they've caused."
"What?" Tambourine frowned. "'Father's wife'? Junior! Just say mom!"
"Stupid Junior…" Drum muttered angrily.

The hotel manager looked at Piccolo, and gasped when she noticed how much he resembled one of her most memorable customers.
"You're… You're King Piccolo's son, aren't you?" She asked. "So… Frikiza's your stepmother?"
"Yeah… that's right." Piccolo nodded, reluctantly admitting that Frikiza was technically his step-parent.
"They had their honeymoon here…" The hotel manager uttered, and looked at Tambourine and Drum. "So… are these your brothers?"
"Yes…" Piccolo mumbled, his face darkening in embarrassment.
"Humph." The hotel manager grunted. "That would explain why they drank so much Demon Juice – after your dad got so drunk off it I told Alex not to serve it anymore, it's too dangerous!"
"It's King Piccolo's drink!" Tambourine declared.
"He's a demon king!" Drum exclaimed. "And we're his princes!"
"What are they talking about…?" The hotel manager asked, staring at the drunk mutants in bewilderment.
"Nothing." Piccolo answered quickly. "Please – can I let Frikiza pay for your repairs?"
"… Hm." The hotel manager huffed, folding her arms. "Well, normally I would call the police…" She said, and lowered her eyes. "… But… I like your parents." She looked back up at Piccolo, and sighed. "Listen – just take them home and make sure they never come back here, and so long as you fix my building, this never happened."
"Thank you." Piccolo nodded, relieved.
"Tell your parents I said hi!" The manager beamed, and went back inside her hotel.

After she had gone, Piccolo glared angrily at his mutant brothers.
"Okay, I am not happy with you guys!" He snarled.
"Yeah well… we're not happy with you!" Tambourine pouted. "Traitor!"
"Traitor!" Drum repeated in the same tone, and the two of them started chanting,
"Traitor traitor traitor!"
"Uh… Piccolo?" Goku uttered, watching the mutants. "I don't think they're going to be much help to us."
"Yeah, I know." Piccolo groaned, and looked at the mutants. "Shut up!" He barked. "You're supposed to be looking for Frikiza's pendant, aren't you? So why were you drinking in a bar!"
"We… we went in because we figured – woman wear pendants, right?" Tambourine explained. "And… and women go to hotel bars, so… the pendant's gotta be in a hotel bar!"
"Yeah," Drum nodded. "And we were looking, but then… then we saw the Demon Juice, and we… we figured we could just have one drink…"
"Or a couple." Tambourine said.
"Yeah, or… or a couple." Drum nodded.
"Or a dozen." Tambourine added.
"Yeah… or a dozen." Drum nodded again.
"Whatever!" Piccolo growled. "Listen – can you guys stand?"
"Yeah, I…" Tambourine climbed to his feet, then stood for a few seconds before he staggered and fell over.
"Whoa!" Goku exclaimed, catching the mutant.
"Thanks!" Tambourine beamed, and a wide grin swept across his face as he stared up at Goku.
"No problem." Goku laughed. "Just lean on me, okay?"
"Okay…" Tambourine uttered, and obediently leaned against him.

Drum snorted.
"Ha! Stupid Tambourine!" He sniggered. "I can walk! Look!" He pointed down at himself, demonstrating his stability.
"Drum, you're in a wheelchair." Piccolo stated flatly. Drum looked down, and his eyes widened in surprise.
"Oh yeah." He uttered, suddenly realising that he wasn't actually standing.
"Does that belong to the hotel?" Piccolo demanded.
"I guess so. I don't know where it came from." Drum answered. "Hold on." He climbed out of the wheelchair, and as soon as he was on his feet he fell flat on his face.
"Oh, hell…" Piccolo groaned, and dragged him up off the floor. "I'm taking you back home – you can't help us. Goku, how's Tambourine?" He asked.

Goku looked at Tambourine, who was now fast asleep on his shoulder.
"I don't think he can help much either…" Goku mumbled.
"Fine, we're talking them both back." Piccolo stated.
"No! You can't!" Drum wailed. "What if – what if King Piccolo comes home and… and he sees the pendant missing!"
"Where is he now?" Piccolo Junior asked.
"I… I don't know." Drum replied. "I haven't seen him since yesterday."
"Yesterday?" Piccolo frowned. "Don't you live together?"
"Yeah, but… but the house is really big." Drum said. "So… sometimes I don't see other people, and… and King Piccolo – sometimes he doesn't come out of his room, because… because he's doing grown up stuff with Frikiza –"
"Okay!" Piccolo screamed, attempting to cover his ears whilst still holding onto Drum. "That's enough!" He sighed loudly in frustration. "Goku, do you mind if we take them back to your house?"
"Well… not really, but one of us is going to have to stay there." Goku answered. "If Chichi comes home and sees them in the house on their own, she'll freak out."
"Fine, we'll work out who's staying later. Let's just take them back." Piccolo growled, and they flew back to Goku's house, taking Tambourine and Drum with them.

XXXXX

Meanwhile, elsewhere in West City, Gohan and Videl's search was turning out to be just as unsuccessful as Goku and Piccolo's.
"Well we've been to every second-hand jewellery store and police station in the city…" Videl sighed, disheartened. "I don't know where else to look."
"Maybe we should try to find Frikiza?" Gohan suggested. "I know she doesn't know this city very well, but if she describes the stores she visited we might be able to figure out exactly where she was when she lost it."
"I guess…" Videl mumbled, considering the idea. "Huh?" She looked up to the sound of a lot of commotion in the distance, and saw two odd-looking people being escorted by police out of a modelling studio. "What's happening there?" She thought aloud.
"Oh my God!" Gohan gasped, recognising the people as Piano and Cymbal, King Piccolo's other mutant children. "They're Piccolo's brothers!" He cried, and he and Videl raced over to the scene.

Videl turned to one of the two arresting officers.
"Officer, what's happening?" She asked.
"Hi Videl." The policeman greeted her. "It's okay, we don't need you. They're coming quietly enough."
"Guys, what happened?" Gohan asked the mutants.
"Oh? You're Goku's son, aren't you…?" Piano uttered, recognising him. He let out a sigh. "Well –"
"We're innocent!" Cymbal screamed, cutting him off.
"Quiet, Cymbal." Piano scolded. He looked at Gohan. "There's a jewellery modelling show inside, so we thought we should look for Frikiza's pendant there. But when we approached a girl that we thought had the pendant, she got frightened…"
"But we didn't even touch her!" Cymbal protested, and looked at the policemen. "We didn't touch her!"
"Whatever." One of the officers grunted. "You stepped onto the catwalk and refused to get off the stage." He stated. "The manager of this building called us to remove you, so you obviously did something wrong."
"Oh… I don't think they meant any harm." Videl uttered, looking at the mutants sympathetically. She moved her gaze to the officers. "Do you really have to arrest them?"
"We were going to take them back to the station until someone comes to pick them up." One of the policemen replied.
"I'll do it!" Videl beamed. "Can I sign them out?"
"Are you going to post their bail? It's a thousand zeni." The officer replied.
"Fine." Videl nodded.
"What?" Gohan gasped. "Videl – you don't have to…"
"Of course I do, it's Piccolo's family!" Videl protested. She looked at the mutants sternly. "But you guys owe me now, okay?"
"Yes!" The mutants exclaimed, nodding gratefully.
"Thank you, Miss." Piano smiled.

XXXXX

Later on, in the Son house, everybody had regrouped and were now waiting for Frikiza to join them. Each of them was wishing they could tell her they'd found her pendant, while Tambourine and Drum were fast asleep on the floor.
"I'm sorry we couldn't find your mother's pendant, Piccolo…" Videl said regretfully.
"It's okay…" Piccolo mumbled. "She's not my mother though."
"Yeah Junior, she totally is!" Cymbal argued.

Zarba let out a satisfied sigh as she admired her newly purchased jewellery.
"Well I guess I could let Frikiza have one of these." She smiled. They're much prettier."
"You know, we would have stood more of a chance of finding an old piece of jewellery if we hadn't looked in fifty new jewellery stores." Doria growled, glaring at Zarba disapprovingly.
"Listen, women who like wearing pendants like shopping for new pendants." Zarba reasoned. "So ergo, we're most likely to find the new owner of Frikiza's pendant in a jewellery store."
"Whatever." Doria huffed. "I still think it was just an excuse for you to go shopping."
"Well, that was a bonus…" Zarba admitted, smirking slightly.

At that moment, Frikiza arrived in the house after searching a large section of West City herself.
"Guys – sorry I'm late!" She panted. "Did you find it?"
"No… sorry. We didn't." Zarba replied.
"Oh no…" Frikiza gasped, her eyes widening in horror. "No, we have to find it!"
"Frikiza…" Doria said gently. "I know that pendant means a lot to you, but I'm sure Piccolo won't mind getting you another one. I mean, it's not the worst thing that could happen."
"What?" Frikiza blinked. "No – Doria, you don't understand! It's not an ordinary pendant, it's –"

Before she could speak another word, Chichi walked into the room carrying a stack of grocery bags.
"I'm home!" Chichi exclaimed, then her eyes widened at the sight of King Piccolo's entire family sitting in her living room. "Aii!" She screamed in shock, dropping the groceries. "Goku! What are these things doing here!"
"Huh? Hey!" Cymbal frowned. "That's not how you should talk about your guests!"
"My guests?" Chichi wailed. "I come home and find a house full of demonic monsters, and now you're telling me they're my guests!"
"Chichi, wait!" Goku cried. "They don't mean any harm – they just wanted help looking for a pendant."
"A pendant?" Chichi blinked.
"Yes…" Frikiza nodded. "I lost my pendant yesterday – it's a white icicle that opens up, on a silver chain."
"… Oh." Chichi uttered, and pulled the very same pendant out of her pocket. "You mean this?"

Frikiza, Zarba and Doria all let out a loud gasp.
"Yes!" Frikiza exclaimed excitedly. "That's it! Where did you find it?"
"On the ground…" Chichi answered. "I was going to clean it and keep it for myself…"
"I'll buy it off you for ten thousand zeni –"
"Done!" Chichi replied instantly, and tossed Frikiza the pendant.
"Thank you!" Frikiza beamed.
"What's that weird symbol on the back?" Chichi asked.
"Oh… It's just my name in my native language." Frikiza answered. "I've had this pendant since I was twenty."
"What?" Piccolo frowned in confusion, and looked at Zarba and Doria. "I thought you said my father bought it her?"
"Yeah… I did." Zarba turned to Frikiza. "Didn't you say it's from Piccolo?"
"No… It's not from Piccolo. I said it is Piccolo." Frikiza replied. "I used this old one because I don't wear it anymore, and… I wouldn't really mind if he damaged it…"
"I don't get it." Zarba stated.

Frikiza's face darkened, and she lowered her eyes.
"Well… um… this is the thing. A while ago, I decided that just in case Piccolo got out of hand, I should probably learn that evil containment wave that sealed him up years ago…" She mumbled. "And um…" Frikiza hesitated for a moment, and shifted uncomfortably. "Anyway, we… we sort of had an argument, and I used to wave to trap him in this pendant –" She held her hands up defensively, her eyes widening. "But I was only going to keep him in here for an hour, I swear!" She cried. "But then I went to West City, and um… when I came back I noticed he was gone! At first I thought maybe I'd just left him in the house, but I looked everywhere and I couldn't find him, so I figured he must be in the City, and, well…" Her face darkened even more. "… that was yesterday afternoon."
"What!" Everyone cried.
"You… you mean…" Piano stammered, trembling. "King Piccolo has been trapped in that pendant since yesterday?"
"I know!" Frikiza wailed. "I feel terrible! Do you think he'll be mad?"
"Mad?" Cymbal gasped. "Frikiza, he'll be furious!"
"Mm-hm." Zarba nodded. "And he does seem like the type to hold a grudge… If I were you Frikiza, I wouldn't let him out at all."
"What!" Frikiza cried. "Zarba – I can't keep him trapped in here! He's my husband!"
"Yeah, but there's plenty more where he came from." Zarba shrugged. She put her arm around Piccolo Junior, and leaned into him seductively. "Like this one." Zarba purred. "It's a newer model that's both stronger and better looking. Why don't you marry this one instead?"
"What!" Piccolo Junior barked, his face turning violet. "Get off me!" He violently shrugged her off.
"No!" Frikiza yelled. "I'm going to release him!"
"Well if you have to do that then do it outside!" Chichi barked. "I don't want an angry demon destroying my house!"
"Will he really be that angry…?" Frikiza asked timidly.
"Of course!" Piano cried. "Frikiza, he hates being contained! So much so that he's actually scared of rice cookers!"
"What?" Frikiza gasped. "I didn't know he was afraid of anything."
"Well, of course he wouldn't tell you!" Piano replied. "He didn't tell us, but… it's obvious."
"When you let him out I think you should offer to do that mouth thing that he likes." Cymbal said, causing everyone in the room to blush deeply.
"You mean a blowjob?" Zarba casually asked.
"Shut up!" Piccolo Junior screamed, clasping his hands over his ears.
"Well anyway… I'm going to release him outside!" Frikiza declared. She ran out of the house, closely followed by the others.

When they were outside, Zarba looked at Frikiza sceptically.
"You sure about this?" She asked. "You're really attached to this one? We can get you a new demon."
"Shut up Zarba, I'm not leaving him in there!" Frikiza yelled. "Okay…" She let out a breath, and closed her eyes. "Here goes. Everyone stand back." Everyone obediently backed up away from Frikiza, and after mentally preparing herself for a furious evil demon, Frikiza opened the pendant, and the Demon King Piccolo came gushing out. His mutant children watched nervously as King Piccolo took his form before them, and Frikiza stared timidly at the enraged demon king. "Um… Piccolo?" She whimpered.

King Piccolo was sitting there on the ground in front of her with his arms folded, glaring at Frikiza with cold, deadly eyes. He wasn't moving a muscle, and was completely silent except for a low, demonic growl that rumbled in his throat in time with his breathing. He didn't blink once, and his fierce eyes were fixed solely on Frikiza.
"Oh wow…" Doria whimpered. He looks really mad…"
"Forget it, Frikiza." Zarba said. "Just lock him back up and marry his son."
"No!" Piccolo Junior snapped.

Frikiza ignored Zarba, and looked pleadingly at her husband.
"Um… Piccolo?" She uttered. "Honey? Are you mad…?"
"Grrr…" King Piccolo growled louder, still not moving.
"I'm so sorry!" Frikiza wailed, and ran over to him. "I only meant to keep you in there for an hour, but then I lost the pendant and I've spent every second since trying to find it, I promise! I'll never do that again, I swear! It was a stupid thing to do! Can you forgive me…?" She looked at King Piccolo hopefully, and after a long, agonising pause, he smirked.

Frikiza watched in confusion as King Piccolo rose to his feet, and smiled down at her.
"Frikiza, my little icicle…" He purred. "Don't worry. I spent over three hundred years sealed away in that jar. So compared to that, what's one measly day, hm?"
"Phew…" Frikiza breathed, relieved that he wasn't going absolutely berserk. Wow… This was really mature of him! She was impressed!
"Wow… King Piccolo seems to be taking this rather well." Piano commented, watching the scene.
"It's because Frikiza's so wonderful and forgivable!" Cymbal grinned.
"Mm-hm!" Piano nodded in agreement. Meanwhile, Piccolo Junior watched his father with caution, not convinced that Piano and Cymbal were right.
"Darling…" King Piccolo smiled. "Don't worry about it, really. I know you're sorry." He opened his arms out to Frikiza, and grinned at her. "Come here."
"What?" Frikiza uttered, flinching in shock. "Really?"
"Mm-hm." King Piccolo nodded.
"You're… not mad at me at all?" Frikiza asked cautiously.
"Of course I am." King Piccolo answered. "But you're my wife. I have to forgive you."
"Oh." Frikiza blinked. "Well… okay." She smiled, and hugged him, burying her face in his gi. "I'll make it up to you, I promise."
"I'm sure you will." King Piccolo replied, wrapping his arms around Frikiza to hug her back.

Frikiza closed her eyes and smiled… then she started to frown when she noticed that King Piccolo's grip was getting tighter.
"Um… Piccolo?" Frikiza said. "You're hurting…"
"Although I do hate being sealed away…" King Piccolo began. "And I do seem to remember telling you that I never want it to happen to me again, not even for a second, for as long as I live."
"Um…" Frikiza mumbled, sweat dropping.
"Do you remember me saying that, Dear?" King Piccolo asked, still holding a firm grip on Frikiza.
"I… I think so…" Frikiza replied.
"Good." King Piccolo smirked.
"Piccolo, I'm –"

King Piccolo silenced Frikiza with a tight squeeze, pushing all the breath out of her lungs.
"You know what the most ironic thing is, Frikiza?" He hissed. "I've had the evil containment wave used on me so many times now, I've actually learned how to do it myself."
"This doesn't sound good…" Zarba uttered, while Frikiza remained silent but became increasingly concerned.
"And you know what else is ironic?" King Piccolo looked down at his wife. "Even though it's called the 'evil' containment wave, you don't have to be evil to fall victim to it. It can be used on children, or doctors, or nuns…" He narrowed his eyes at Frikiza, his ki flaring. "Or good-natured little icejins that want to play with demons!"
"Wh-What…?" Frikiza gasped.
"Oh, no…" Piano choked. "King Piccolo, no!"
"Evil containment wave!"
"Aii!"

Everyone cried out as they watched Frikiza being sealed inside her own pendant before their very eyes.
"No!" Zarba cried out and raced towards the pendant, but she came to a halt when King Piccolo slammed his foot onto it and flicked the pendant up towards himself.
"Nope!" He declared, ruining Zarba's attempt to rescue Frikiza. He grabbed pendant in his hand and put it on, then glared at Zarba threateningly. "Do not even try to take this off me, otherwise I swear I'll swallow it!"
"How long are you going to keep her in there!" Zarba demanded.
"Yeah – it was just an accident, Piccolo!" Doria yelled. "She didn't mean to seal you away for so long – and she feels terrible about it!"
"I know." King Piccolo grunted. "That's why I'm only going to contain her for ten years."
"Ten years!" Zarba, Doria and the mutants all cried.
"Ten years is nothing!" King Piccolo barked. "I was sealed away for three hundred!"
"Yes, but – King Piccolo, please –" Piano began, but was soon cut off by a deadly glare from King Piccolo.
"You want me to make it twenty?" King Piccolo seethed.
"No, Sire…" Piano mumbled, backing down.

King Piccolo looked at the crowd, and frowned when he only saw two of his mutant children.
"Where are Tambourine and Drum?" He demanded.
"Oh – there's passed out inside. They got drunk." Goku answered.
"Tch." King Piccolo snorted. "Well then, they can stay here. Boys, let's go." He leapt into the air, and flew off towards his mansion.
"King Piccolo! Wait!" Cymbal cried, and he and Piano flew after him. "Please let her go!"
"You wanna be sealed away too?" King Piccolo snarled.
"No…" Cymbal uttered.
"Then shut up!"
"Let her go, you freak!" Zarba yelled, and she and Doria raced after King Piccolo.

Gohan turned to Piccolo Junior.
"Piccolo – we have to help her!" He cried frantically.
"Don't worry about it. He's bluffing." Piccolo Junior stated. "He won't hold her for ten years."
"Well how long will he hold her for?" Gohan asked.
"… I'm not sure." Piccolo admitted. "Actually, I don't care. He's right – she shouldn't play with demons." He turned to fly away, and was about to take off when Chichi grabbed him.
"Hold it!" She barked. "You're taking those monsters with you!"
"What?" Piccolo groaned. "Why me?"
"They're your family!" Chichi argued.
"But –"
"No buts!" Chichi snapped. "Take them with you or I swear I'll give them more alcohol and drop them off at Kami's Lookout!"
"Piccolo… I'd do what she says if I were you." Goku said. "Because she really will do that."
"Okay, okay! I'll take them!" Piccolo Junior cried, holding his hands up defensively. He looked at Goku and Gohan. "Can one of you at least give me a hand?"
"Which one's the fat one?" Gohan asked.
"Drum." Piccolo answered.
"Okay, sure." Gohan nodded. "You take him and I'll take Tambourine." And he went inside the house.