Piccolo's Little Stress Free Vacation
by Slim Gohan



Disclaimers-I don't own them, If I did do you think I'd be writing this?


Piccolo is suckered into seeing a theirpist who gives him a stress-free vacation in Hawaii.
But, It will be a hell of a lot more stressful than expected.

(Author's Note - Wait 'till you see who the theripist is)

CH1 - Piccolo meets his Theripist
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"I swear, next time I see Gohan, I'm gonna kick his ass for this." Piccolo, the mighty
Namek thought as he sat in a waiting room for, as Gohan put it "One of those people who lay
you down on a couch and they give you a free vacaiton or something.." Piccolo began to recall
the conversation he had with his former pupil, and best friend about 30 mins. ago......
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"Gohan, what are you talking about? I am NOT GOING TO SEE A FUCKING SHRINK!!!" "I know how you
must feel, but Mom thought you had emotional problems, or something in that sense and set you up
with a "real professional" about a month ago." "PROFESSIONAL OR NOT, I'M NOT GOING!!!" "Piccolo,
if you don't go, mom will hunt you down and beat you with that huge frying pan she always seems to
pull out of hyperspace until you're almost dead. Remember what she did to Vegeta?" Piccolo thought
of that memory with a huge grin.............


"ChiChi, you weak devil-mate of that stupid baka Kakorott, you.." ~'BANG!'~ ~'BANG!'~ ~'BANG!!'~
"Mommy, I want a pink pony, so I can make all my male friends jelious..." Vegeta colapsed, comepletely
knocked out. ChiChi stood there victorious, frying pan(which she seemed to pull out of nowhere) rested
on her shoulder, and her foot stood on Vegeta's chest. In the backround, Bulma, Gohan, Goku, Yamcha, and
Tenshinhan were laughing their asses off. Espically Piccolo.....

"I loved that night. What made it better was that Tenshinhan got that all on tape too. I think I'll watch
that again tonight." "......Right Piccolo, anyways that will happen to YOU if you don't go." Piccolo thought
abouth this and shuddered. "Fine, When do I go?" "In about a.....half hour." "HALF HOUR!?!?!?!?" "Yep, let's
go!" "Damn you ChiChi."

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Piccolo snapped out of his zone when he heard the recptionist say "The doctor will see you now Mr. Piccolo."
Piccolo slowly got up, and walked into the office and shut the door behind him.
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IN THE OFFICE

Piccolo noticed the man who would be "helping" him was a little-bit hispanic, had semi-long hair, a goatee, and was
shorter than him. The man looked up and welcomed the Namek. "Hello, you must be Piccolo, My name is Dr. Howard Dorough,
But you can call me Dr. Howie D." Piccolo scrached his head, "Dorough, why does that sound fimilar?" Howie sighed knowing
what will happen. "Backstreet Boys, ring a bell?" Piccolo's eye started twiching, because it did ring a bell. It did.

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GOHAN'S HOUSE

Piccolo was stuck babysitting 3 pre-teenagers, Pan, Marron, and Bra one night. He swore he would kill Gohan, Krillin, and Vegeta
after this night was over. All they talked about were the Backstreet Boys. Kevin-this, and AJ-that. Did you see what Brian was wearing
and Nick is so hot were all he heard all night. They even sang "I Want It That Way" all night. About 500 times before Piccolo lost
count. The night got worse. The 3 then did something so bad to Piccolo, it almost made him crazy. They talked to him about the
Backstreet Boys. After that night, Piccolo knew more about the Backstreet Boys, than they knew about themselves. Only through severe
medication, and medition did he forget that night.

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PRESENT - IN DR. HOWIE'S OFFICE

Piccolo's eye was still twiching, and Dr. Howie D noticed this. "Dear God, this is much more serious than I expected. This looks as bad
as the Yamcha case about 3 weeks ago. You're defently getting a vacation, hell it's free. I be you're damned tour guide so you can get better.
Piccolo looked up, eye still twiching. ".Why.?" "Read The Sign" Piccolo glanced over to the sign Howie pointed to. It read....

'IF SOMETHING HAPPENS, LIKE SAY YOU'RE EYE TWICHES WHEN THE WORDS "BACKSTREET BOYS" "NSYNC" OR ANY OTHER BOYBAND IS MENTIONED
YOU GET A FREE VACATION"

"Oh. That's convienent." "Happens alot. Now Mr. Piccolo lay down on the couch so we can start our session." Piccolo walked over and laid down.
His legs went way over the couch's end, but the Namek managed to stay comfortable. Dr. Howie D went to his chair, and got comfortable.
"Now Piccolo, tell me everything." "Are you sure you have time for that?" "Yeah, You're my last patient, and Mrs. Bulma Briefs-Vegeta is picking
up the tab." Piccolo smirked. "Ok. Well, It all started when this guy named Piccolo spat out an egg, which became me. He gave me the sole purpose
to kill a guy named Goku......."







Thats it for Ch.1, see what happens in Ch.2 when Piccolo and Howie D's session continues.