Hey! I've decided to update, yet again. I now have 14 REVIEWS! Oh yeah!
It's my birthday, it's my birthday-wait, that's in January. Any now it's
March…. Anyway, a lot of the time, I slide events that would happen in one
chapter to the next. On reviewer noticed I didn't have Piccolo regenerate
his arm. The funny thing is, I noticed the same thing as I was writing it.
That was, because he's going to regenerate it this chapter and Goku's going
to go nuts. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z.
It was Piccolo. The green-skinned Namekian warrior was his roommate! Goku just couldn't believe his eyes. Wow, Goku thought, I'm sharing a room with one of the elites who's as strong as I am!
"Um, hey! You're sharing this room with me, right?" asked Goku, trying to hide the excitement in his voice. All he heard was a simple grunt, meaning yes. "Oh yeah, don't try to hide that tone of your voice. I know you're excited to share a room with me." said Piccolo plainly, crossing his arms across his chest and laying down on the sofa.
"But how did you know!" exclaimed Goku, his eyes bulging wide. He was extremely surprised at how well Piccolo had read his mind; or as he had put it, his voice. "Namekians have even better hearing than saiyans. I can find any tone of voice in even the plainest voice." he replied simply, getting into a more relaxed position.
"But wait, what are you going to do about your arm? You'll need a new one." said Goku dumbly, pointing to the place where Piccolo's arm used to be connected to the rest of his body. Piccolo just smirked, and within seconds, a new arm and hand flew out, covered in a sticky liquid.
"WHOA! HOW DID YOU DO THAT!" yelled Goku, jumping up in the air out of surprise. "Namekians can do a lot of things. They have enhanced bodies, unlike Saiyans." Piccolo said, beginning to get up.
Goku suddenly noticed his spacious room for the first time. He had noticed Piccolo first, and not paid attention to his surroundings. His position was currently in the living room, a large place with 2 comfy sofas, TV, and bookshelf. Beyond that was a door leading to a bathroom, and then two other doors leading to the two bedrooms. Finally, the last door led to the kitchen, which also had a gravity room in it.
"So, which bedroom do you want?" asked Goku, walking over to the second couch and sitting down. "I'll take the one to the far right; I'm sure you'll be wanting to be in the room closest to the kitchen." said Piccolo, smirking as he walked into the door on the right.
"Okay then, I get the left one! Yeah!" exclaimed Goku, running into his room to see what was in it. Goku was a child, so they had specially designed both his and Piccolo's rooms to be fit for a child. This wouldn't have been done if they were weaker; however, Frieza often made exceptions with his stronger soldiers.
Goku's room was fit with a bunk bed with twin mattresses on each level. Next to that was a bedside table with a clock and scouter designed to fit on a child's head. There was another TV in here, as well as a walk- in closet and complimentary refrigerator. There was a shortcut entrance to the kitchen and gravity room, and a speaker that would allow him to talk to Piccolo. A couch had been added in also, sitting right in front of the TV in a perfect position, equal distance from everything in the room you could possibly need. A bathroom was included as well. There were also 2 other mysterious doors that were near the closet, both sliding. The room was clearly designed for a saiyan, with it's own refrigerator and shortcut door to the gravity room.
"Wow, this room is awesome! Let's check out where all these doors lead to…" said Goku, walking over to the wooden sliding door that was his closet. As he looked inside, Goku noticed there was no Saiyan armor, but 2 suits for special occasions, underwear, socks, and even a fancy pair of shoes. There were also 2 of his original orange and blue training gi's, that were to be used only for training purposes in his whole dect, unless otherwise stated by Frieza himself.
A dect was a house, dormitory, or room in the language of Frieza.
"Cool, I've never seen these things before," said Goku, walking over to the first mysterious door. It was actually called the "war" closet, and it was included in everyone's dect and room. The contents of it were used for war; 5 suits of Saiyan armor, 3 backup scouters, and a bookshelf full of every book known to Frieza that had something in it about warfare. There was also an emergency communication device that would be used only if you need some serious help REALLY fast.
"Okay, this room is pretty cool, but I bet the next one is better…" said Goku, walking over to the third and final door. Inside was total nothingness, shelf after shelf of nothing, a 20 by 20-foot room with nothing in it. The ceiling had several lights in it, and the walls were painted white and were plain metal.
"I guess this is the room where I put all my other stuff." remarked Goku, closing the doors of all 3 rooms. He walked back to his couch and sat down, letting the recliner come out. Goku put his arms behind his head and relaxed, letting his eyes close. He was definitely read for a nap.
I am definitely going to enjoy living on this ship, Goku thought, before yawning and falling into a deep slumber…
Did you enjoy it? Of course you did (yeah right)! Next time, Piccolo and Goku spar! Who will win? It's not that obvious, because Piccolo winning wouldn't be that bad. It could actually make the story more exciting. Heh. I decided to throw in some more description in this chapter. I need you to know A LOT about how Goku was living, because he will probably live there for the rest of the fic. Goodbye until next time!
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z.
It was Piccolo. The green-skinned Namekian warrior was his roommate! Goku just couldn't believe his eyes. Wow, Goku thought, I'm sharing a room with one of the elites who's as strong as I am!
"Um, hey! You're sharing this room with me, right?" asked Goku, trying to hide the excitement in his voice. All he heard was a simple grunt, meaning yes. "Oh yeah, don't try to hide that tone of your voice. I know you're excited to share a room with me." said Piccolo plainly, crossing his arms across his chest and laying down on the sofa.
"But how did you know!" exclaimed Goku, his eyes bulging wide. He was extremely surprised at how well Piccolo had read his mind; or as he had put it, his voice. "Namekians have even better hearing than saiyans. I can find any tone of voice in even the plainest voice." he replied simply, getting into a more relaxed position.
"But wait, what are you going to do about your arm? You'll need a new one." said Goku dumbly, pointing to the place where Piccolo's arm used to be connected to the rest of his body. Piccolo just smirked, and within seconds, a new arm and hand flew out, covered in a sticky liquid.
"WHOA! HOW DID YOU DO THAT!" yelled Goku, jumping up in the air out of surprise. "Namekians can do a lot of things. They have enhanced bodies, unlike Saiyans." Piccolo said, beginning to get up.
Goku suddenly noticed his spacious room for the first time. He had noticed Piccolo first, and not paid attention to his surroundings. His position was currently in the living room, a large place with 2 comfy sofas, TV, and bookshelf. Beyond that was a door leading to a bathroom, and then two other doors leading to the two bedrooms. Finally, the last door led to the kitchen, which also had a gravity room in it.
"So, which bedroom do you want?" asked Goku, walking over to the second couch and sitting down. "I'll take the one to the far right; I'm sure you'll be wanting to be in the room closest to the kitchen." said Piccolo, smirking as he walked into the door on the right.
"Okay then, I get the left one! Yeah!" exclaimed Goku, running into his room to see what was in it. Goku was a child, so they had specially designed both his and Piccolo's rooms to be fit for a child. This wouldn't have been done if they were weaker; however, Frieza often made exceptions with his stronger soldiers.
Goku's room was fit with a bunk bed with twin mattresses on each level. Next to that was a bedside table with a clock and scouter designed to fit on a child's head. There was another TV in here, as well as a walk- in closet and complimentary refrigerator. There was a shortcut entrance to the kitchen and gravity room, and a speaker that would allow him to talk to Piccolo. A couch had been added in also, sitting right in front of the TV in a perfect position, equal distance from everything in the room you could possibly need. A bathroom was included as well. There were also 2 other mysterious doors that were near the closet, both sliding. The room was clearly designed for a saiyan, with it's own refrigerator and shortcut door to the gravity room.
"Wow, this room is awesome! Let's check out where all these doors lead to…" said Goku, walking over to the wooden sliding door that was his closet. As he looked inside, Goku noticed there was no Saiyan armor, but 2 suits for special occasions, underwear, socks, and even a fancy pair of shoes. There were also 2 of his original orange and blue training gi's, that were to be used only for training purposes in his whole dect, unless otherwise stated by Frieza himself.
A dect was a house, dormitory, or room in the language of Frieza.
"Cool, I've never seen these things before," said Goku, walking over to the first mysterious door. It was actually called the "war" closet, and it was included in everyone's dect and room. The contents of it were used for war; 5 suits of Saiyan armor, 3 backup scouters, and a bookshelf full of every book known to Frieza that had something in it about warfare. There was also an emergency communication device that would be used only if you need some serious help REALLY fast.
"Okay, this room is pretty cool, but I bet the next one is better…" said Goku, walking over to the third and final door. Inside was total nothingness, shelf after shelf of nothing, a 20 by 20-foot room with nothing in it. The ceiling had several lights in it, and the walls were painted white and were plain metal.
"I guess this is the room where I put all my other stuff." remarked Goku, closing the doors of all 3 rooms. He walked back to his couch and sat down, letting the recliner come out. Goku put his arms behind his head and relaxed, letting his eyes close. He was definitely read for a nap.
I am definitely going to enjoy living on this ship, Goku thought, before yawning and falling into a deep slumber…
Did you enjoy it? Of course you did (yeah right)! Next time, Piccolo and Goku spar! Who will win? It's not that obvious, because Piccolo winning wouldn't be that bad. It could actually make the story more exciting. Heh. I decided to throw in some more description in this chapter. I need you to know A LOT about how Goku was living, because he will probably live there for the rest of the fic. Goodbye until next time!