A/N: Hi, peoples! How be you on this fine day? Looking for another chapter, I see? Well, here you go. ^^ I bumped the rating up to PG-13 because Piccolo gets to cuss in this chapter! (hey, he's a demon – what do you expect? : P ) So ya, read on and enjoy! ^^

Oh, dear Lord, what have I gotten myself into?

The moment that brat woke up, he began to cry. I hate that accursed sound! He shut up after I threatened him a few times, but I could tell he was liable to start up again at any moment. I explained the situation to him and told him that we would need his power when the Saiyans arrive. Of course, he didn't believe that he had any power, so I decided to give him a little demonstration.

I grabbed him by the head and hurled him at one of the cliffs. At first he just screamed in terror, and for a split second I wondered if I was wrong about the boy. But then his power surfaced, and the cliff was utterly blown to pieces. I was shocked to see the size of the ditch that was left as a result. The boy's power proved to be far greater than I originally thought.

"Now do you see?" I asked the terrified child as I picked him up. "That is the power that will help us defeat the Saiyans – once you are trained to use it, that is."

The boy stared at me, trembling. "W-what do I do now?"

I smirked. "Live."

"B-but I'll die of loneliness!"

It took all of my self-restraint not to slap the shit out of him. He's been so sheltered, it's ridiculous! And he claimed he wanted to be trained by Son when that fool returns to life… Son's been too soft on the brat as it is! It pains me to imagine what the boy would become if trained by his father.

So I left the brat to fend for himself. Hopefully surviving on his own out here will toughen him up a bit. He has six months. If he can't handle that, there's no way in hell he'll ever have a chance against the Saiyans.

I open my eyes, no longer in my meditative state. I ought to check in on the brat. I feel around for his ki. He hasn't moved much from where I left him. I fly off in that direction, cape snapping behind me. I take a moment to look around. Funny. He doesn't seem to be on the gro—

WHAT THE FUCKING HELL.

The kid's only been on his own a few hours, and he's already managed to get himself stuck on top of the tallest cliff. The tallest cliff in the whole damn place. And he's STUCK. Stuck and crying like a baby.

And this is the earth's last hope?

Night has fallen, and the brat is still up there. I debate whether or not I should do anything about it. Finally I leave two apples for him. But other than that he's on his own. I do not intend to do anything more to help him. He needs to toughen up, mentally and physically, and learn to do things on his own.

Still, I ought to stick around for a bit and keep an eye on him.

It's relatively quiet, a good time for meditation. I close my eyes and hover cross-legged in the air. I proceed to empty my mind of all feeling.

Something stirs on the cliff, interrupting my thoughts. I crack open an eye. It seems the boy has discovered the apples. He picks one up and bites into it enthusiastically.

A sour expression crosses his face. He starts whining about how it tastes bad and he wants to eat dim sum.

I feel my jaw tightening as I clench my teeth. Is there no end to it?! Cursed little brat… And to think, this is just the first day.

This is going to be a very long year…

A/N: Whadidya think? Whadidya think? ^^ kao had suuuuuugar… mwahaha… Anyways, sorry it was so short. It looks like that's how it's gonna be – short chapters, but many of them. So ya. More to come soon!