DISCLAIMER: Do I really have to say 'I don't own anything'?"
WARNINGS: Rated T for a reason. Also, those that don't like Dende/OC stories, please don't read this.
Dende's Bad Side
Dende watched Mana as she looked around the clouds. She lifted her hands once and flexed her fingers through the white fluffiness. Dende smiled as the sun sparkled in her eyes as she glanced at him,
"So, when can I learn to fly?" She asked.
Dende gave a mock thoughtful expression, "I don't know, it's really dangerous and all-"
"Dende." Mana warned. She gave him a quick peck on the lips. "How about I pay you?"
"That I can agree to."
They laughed and Dende slowly descended through the clouds to land on the Lookout. He looked around once, grabbed Mana's hand, then pulled her around the side of the Lookout to his chamber windows. Mana clambered through, then Dende followed. The purple haired girl looked around his room.
"It's not very colourful," She observed. "You should repaint the walls. White is soo bland when everything else is also white."
Dende sat on his bed and glanced around, "I never really noticed it before. Maybe you should redecorate sometime."
Just then the door barged open and a purple faced Piccolo stood there panting, "DENDE! I forbade you from any contact with that girl!"
Dende stood up hurriedly and stood next to Mana, "There's nothing you can do Piccolo. I've told her about us."
Piccolo glared at Mana and she shifted uncomfortably, "Can you quit staring at me!" She finally snapped after several moments of silence.
Piccolo looked shocked to say the least. The tall Namek stalked towards her and, pushing an angry Dende to the side, he grabbed the scruff of Mana's collar and walked out the room. Mana struggled as he walked out the white building and towards the edge of the Lookout. Behind them, Dende was shouting at Piccolo. Mr Popo watched them from his garden.
Dende suddenly stopped and said in a low voice, "Piccolo, I swear, if you drop her off the Lookout, I will refuse to carry on the duties of the Earth's Guardian."
Piccolo froze, his arm outstretched over the edge with Mana clinging on. He turned slowly to the younger Namek, "You wouldn't dare."
"Try me." Was the cool reply.
Piccolo thought for a few minutes, then dropped Mana onto the floor. She landed on her butt and glared at Piccolo, "Thanks." She said. Sarcasm dripping off every letter.
The tall green man snorted and started in the opposite direction. But just as he was passing Mana, the purple haired girl stuck her leg out. Piccolo stumbled once, then lifted his chin and stalked off. Mr Popo chuckled and watched his young charge help the girl to her feet.
"Wow, were you serious?"
"About what?" Dende looked confused.
"About giving up being the guardian."
". . . Yeah, I guess I was."
Mana frowned, "Dende, as I said before, I'm-"
"Worth it." Dende cut in. He smirked as she pouted and chuckled. "You're my lady. My purple head lady. My most gorgeous purple head lady. My-"
"I think I got it, Green."
Mana wrapped her arms around Dende and embraced him. Dende blushed when he saw Mr Popo watching with a small smile on his face.
"We've got an audience." He said.
Mana glanced behind her and spotted the short, black genie, "Well, then we'll just be giving them the show of their life."
She kissed him gently, then turned and jogged to the genie. He looked surprised when she stopped in front of him and held her hand out. "Hi, I'm Mana." Dende watched as the two introduced themselves. He glanced down at his clothes that moment, he'd changed into jeans and a casual shirt when he'd gone to visit Mana. Quickly disappearing, Dende went to his chambers and changed into his white robes.
He found Mana kneeling beside a purple/pink blossom. She was fingering it gently while Mr Popo chatted about his beloved plants.
Mana smiled up at Dende, mumbled something to Mr Popo, then picked the dainty purple flower. She skipped towards Dende and slid the flower behind one pointed ear. "It makes you look like grass." Mana smiled and changed the flower to the other ear. She ended up changing the position several times then decided on the same ear as the first time.
She stepped back to admire her handiwork, "Looks good."
Dende chuckled, then saw Mana eying his robes.
"It's. .uh. . the attire I have to wear."
"You know I can't resist a man in robes." She said with a smirk.
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