*BANG**BANG**BANG**BANG*

"Dende, please stop that you will hurt yourself," The young guardian stopped banging his head against the wooden staff he now held with both hands.

"You're probably right, but it is too boring up here to do anything else! There isn't even a stack of cards around here to play solitaire with! What is to keep me from going insane?!" He looked at the midnight black genie with a small bruise already on his forehead from the constant banging.

"That is one reason I am here."

"But, Mr. Popo, we have nothing to play with! We can't play hide-and-go- seek or a game of that stature because I have to stay watching the earth!" He turned back to the staff and banged his head once more while Popo looked at the young Namek-jin in pity.

"Hey! I've got it!" Excitement sparkled in Dende's eyes as the best game ever stuck foremost in his mind.

"What is it Dende?"

"I can torture the Z senshi!"

~~~

And so, Dende's reign of torture began.