*Dende couldn't get to sleep, and it wasn't long that time flew by and it was morning. 6:00(am), to be exact. Dende just laid there on his back, looking up at the ceiling. His mind was filled with so much thought. Piccolo's back was against Dende's right side. Piccolo's eyes sprung open quickly. Slowly he looked over his shoulder, finding Dende looking up at the ceiling and over to him. Piccolo rolled over to his left side and smiled*
Piccolo: "Hey…"
Dende: "Heh, hello."
*Piccolo scooted himself towards Dende, placing his body up against his own side. Piccolo placed his right arm over Dende's chest as he moved his face towards Dende to kiss him on the forehead*
Dende: "Why aren't you the same around others as you are with me?"
*Piccolo backed his face some. He didn't know what to say. He didn't understand it himself*
Dende: "There's nothing to be afraid of, you know? Just be yourself. You don't have to pretend to be who you use to be. People will adjust."
Piccolo: "I don't know why I do. I'm sorry."
Dende: "Habit?"
Piccolo: "Maybe so…"
Dende: "I guess that will have to be something we break you from than, huh?"
*Piccolo dug his face in the pillow next to Dende as he smiled. He pulled Dende closer to him and began to nudge his nose against Dende's head*
*Dende giggled* "What are you doing?"
Piccolo: "Mmmm?" *He smiled some more, baring his teeth. Slowly moving his right hand down Dende's body*
Dende: "No! We're not at the Lookout. We're at Bulma's house. We can't do that here."
*Dende thought to himself* "I guess increased sexual desire is another symptom perhaps?"
Piccolo: "Pff!"
*Piccolo laughed lightly under his breath with Dende giggling some too*
Dende: "No, I'm serious." *Dende placed his hand over Piccolo's, stopping him from going down even further*
Dende: "Self control."
Piccolo: "But…it's hard…"
Dende: "No…it's not."
Piccolo: "We can get it that way."
*Both of them burst out laughing*
Dende: "I don't think so."
*Dende sat up quickly and turned his body away from Piccolo some*
Dende: "Piccolo. In all seriousness, I need to talk to you about something."
*Piccolo placed his head in his left hand and his elbow upon the pillow*
Piccolo: "Hmm?"
Dende: "Something came up on your MRI last night. It wasn't the same as mine. And…well…"
Piccolo: "Okay…and?"
Dende: "Do you feel different? I know you've been really tired and got sick a few times this week, but do you have any idea what's going on with your body?"
*Piccolo smirked* "Do you?"
Dende: "Well yes, now I do."
Piccolo: "So, you had no idea what was going on until as of last night?"
*Dende was now lost*
Dende: "What do you mean, I had no idea until last night?"
Piccolo: "I thought you knew this whole time!"
*Piccolo continued to smile and giggled a little more. Dende now getting what Piccolo was saying*
Dende: "Why didn't you tell me?!"
Piccolo: "Can't you see?! Look at my face. It's flushed like I painted my face or something. I mean, smell me for Kami's sake! How did you not know? You knew I was ovulating this year anyways! We both knew I was ovulating before we did it that night. And we both knew that there was a chance! Are you being serious? You really had not one clue?"
*Dende felt stupid. Piccolo was right. How could he not have had at least one clue of the matter? He hadn't paid any attention whatsoever in that time span. Dende's eyes were open wide in disbelief in himself*
Dende: "I'm so sorry. I really didn't have any idea at all."
Piccolo: "It's no reason to beat yourself up over."
Dende: "Well…at least I don't have to drop any news on you. I wasn't too sure how I was going to tell you that you are pregnant."
Piccolo: "Wait. I'M PREGNANT?!"
*Dende's heart sunk into his chest, beating so fast now, as he quickly turned to Piccolo*
Dende: "Ahhh!" *Dende thought to himself* "GREAT! WHAT A WONDERFUL WAY TO TELL HIM!"
*Piccolo broke out into loud laughter*
*Dende now shaking* "What's so funny?!"
Piccolo: "Ohh…my…KAMI!"
*By this time now, Dende was standing up. Piccolo soon following, placed his right hand over Dende's shoulder. Piccolo continued to laugh as he wrapped his arms around Dende and pulled him towards himself, tears now filling his eyes*
*Dende now realizing Piccolo is just messing around once more*
Dende: "So I take it that increased sense of humor is another pregnancy symptom?"
*Piccolo's knees are now becoming a little weak*
Piccolo: "I...I don't know...I'm….I'm so sorry…I…ehhh…I had too…"
Dende: "Riiiiighttt….I love you too."
*Dende placed his hands on Piccolo's hips as he took a step back from him and looked up*
Dende: "Finished?"
*Piccolo nodded*
Dende: "M'kay. Let's get going."
Piccolo: "Wait…You think Bulma is cooking breakfast?"
*Dende palmfaces and let out a sigh as his hand falls off of his face*
Dende: "Okay, breakfast it is. Let's go see."
*Piccolo and Dende make their ways out of the room and laboratory*
Piccolo: "Mmmm….Smells so good, and…I'm so hungry…but kind of nauseated too."
*Dende just looked over at Piccolo and smiled as they made their way to the kitchen*
