In the King Piccolo Mansion, the family were still marvelling at their new addition.
"She sleeps a lot." Tambourine commented. "I mean – we're all here and she hasn't even noticed."
"New-born babies can sleep through anything." Doria said with a grin.
"Mama… are you still going to call her Bass?" Kuria asked. "It sounds kind of masculine."
"Actually, I was thinking that myself…" Piano uttered.
"I know… I don't think she'd suit 'Bass'." Frikiza said, and looked at King Piccolo. "What do you think?"
"Call her something else." King Piccolo smirked. "It would be an insult to her to pair her with Drum anyway."
"Wha – King Piccolo!" Drum whined. "You said you would call the baby Bass! Like 'drum and bass'!"
"Sorry, but… that was when we thought it would be a boy." Frikiza said apologetically. "But why don't you help us think of a new name?"
"… Hmph." Drum folded his arms and looked away stubbornly. "No. it's not my fault if she can't get her sex right. I'd still call her 'Bass'."
"Hey – how about 'Tambour'?" Tambourine grinned. "That does sound like a girly name."
"Or Sambal." Cymbal said.
"Or 'Keyboard'." Piano beamed.
"Aren't those all the names you guys suggested originally?" Frikiza giggled. "When you thought it was a boy?"
"Uh…" The mutants sweat dropped.
"Yeah, but… they're unisex." Tambourine insisted. "So they'd still work."
"They're ridiculous." King Piccolo snorted. "Why would I want to give her a name that reminds me of any of you? Think of something else!"

Everyone went quiet as they tried to think of a name for the new baby, while Drum grunted angrily and stared down at her. Hmph. Stupid little brat. Why was she a girl? She wasn't supposed to be a girl! She couldn't even stay awake. That was just rude! She wasn't honouring King Piccolo – she was too lazy to even open her eyes and look at him. Maybe they shouldn't call her 'Bass'. Now that he thought about it, Drum didn't even want their names to go together. He should think of something totally different just to make sure they weren't associated with one another. … Hm.
"How about 'Viola'?" Drum huffed.

The others all stared at him, seemingly in awe.
"'Viola…'?" Frikiza repeated.
"Drum – that's a beautiful name!" Doria gasped.
"Huh?" Drum blinked, and blushed slightly. "It is…?"
"Yeah," Doria smiled at him, and looked at Frikiza and King Piccolo. "What do you guys think?"

Frikiza looked down at the baby that was now in her arms. Hm… 'Viola'…?
"… It's perfect." Frikiza smiled. "Pickle?"
"Hmph." King Piccolo shrugged. "I suppose it's the best so far…"
"Okay." Frikiza beamed. "It's Viola. Thanks, Drum!"
"Yeah – good job!" Doria grinned, and patted Drum on the back. Drum's cheeks darkened as she touched him. Really…? He didn't suggest that name to get praise or anything… But Doria's palm sure was soft and warm…
"Thanks…" Drum mumbled shyly, unable to look at Doria through the huge crush that he had on her.
"Hm." King Piccolo uttered, and smirked down at his new-born child. "So," He scooped the baby up out of Frikiza's arms and held her in front of his face. "Listen – wake up." King Piccolo ordered, his patience rapidly declining with every second that she didn't respond. "Hey! I'm talking to you!"

He waited for the baby to open her eyes, but she remained asleep. What? How dare she! Her master was talking to her, she had no right to be asleep! How dare she defy him! "Hey!" King Piccolo growled. "That is an order! Wake up now!" He waited again, but she still didn't look at him. The insolent little brat… If she didn't open her eyes and look at King Piccolo immediately he would rip her antennae clean off – … Hm. King Piccolo calmed down a little when the baby finally opened her eyes. Tch. Good. "That's more like it." He said. "Now listen," King Piccolo began. "Your name is Viola, do you understand? And your mission is to kill Goku."
"Oh my God…" Zarba smirked, and laughed. "Seriously?"
"Shut up!" King Piccolo barked at her. He moved his attention back to Viola and looked at her sternly. "Well? Do you understand?" No response… She was just staring at him. She didn't even attempt to respond. The little brat! Who the hell did she think she was? He was the Demon King Piccolo, and she was his subordinate! "Hey!" King Piccolo snapped. "I order you to answer me!"
"Pickle, she can't talk!" Frikiza protested.
"What?" King Piccolo looked at her. Really…? Was that right…? Frikiza had already told him that icejin babies didn't walk for over a year, but… they didn't even talk either? What the hell use was that! "So what can she do?" King Piccolo demanded.
"Not a lot." Frikiza giggled. "Whatever she's doing now, that's about it."
"What – but how long will this last!" King Piccolo protested. "She has to start training – …" He stopped for a moment. Actually, now that he thought of it, what was Viola's power level…? King Piccolo had felt a rise in energy when Frikiza was giving birth, but with everything that was going on he hadn't really paid attention. He'd assumed Frikiza was the source of the new energy, but… this didn't feel like Frikiza's ki. Now that he focused on it more, this was new… and it was powerful! Was this Viola's energy? It was unbelievable! It had to be at least fifty thousand, if not more! And she was born like this? Oh – there was no way she wasn't training now! "Can't you feel her?" King Piccolo protested. "She has a higher power level than all of these morons put together, are you seriously telling me I have to wait for her to use it?"
"Sorry." Frikiza smirked. "But yeah. She can't do anything with it now."
"Why am I a moron? I thought of her name." Drum frowned.

King Piccolo snorted angrily, and looked down at Viola. This was unbelievable. This was unbelievable! She had all this power and it would take her what, at least a year to use it? That was madness! … Hm. But then again, that was only based on icejin growth… Viola was half namek as well. What if she was more like Junior? Junior had gone from being a baby to walking around and using his power in just three days. … Well… three days was still a tediously long amount of time, but… so long as Viola completed her mission promptly and with a lot of Goku's blood shed, maybe King Piccolo could wait. It would be on the condition that she would make Goku suffer, though. Suffer immensely – him and his entire family!
"Okay." King Piccolo huffed, and looked down at his child. "Viola, your training will start three days from now, so you have three days to grow, do you understand? You need to be able to walk and talk by the time we begin – otherwise you will suffer."
"But he does realise she has no control over that, right…?" Zarba sweat dropped, while Frikiza giggled.
"Just enjoy her while she's small, Pickle." Frikiza smiled. "You can train her when she's older."
"Enjoy her?" King Piccolo snorted. "How am I supposed to enjoy her? She doesn't do anything –"

He suddenly stopped talking when Viola's tail came in front of her face. She'd been waving it around constantly in some kind of involuntary movement, but now it had come in front of her face, and its tip touched her lips… and she instinctively opened her mouth. King Piccolo watched as Viola nibbled on her own tail, not seeming to realise that it was part of her body. … … Hm. Actually, that was kind of cute. … Or dumb. Why didn't she realise that was her own tail? She was so stupid… No wonder she'd got her birth date wrong.
"Mama, I think she's hungry." Kuria said.
"Oh – we'll be outside." Piano uttered, blushing slightly at the thought of Frikiza… 'exposing' herself.
"What do we have to go outside for?" Tambourine questioned.
"You don't have to, I guess… just look away." Frikiza replied.
"Don't you need a bottle to feed the baby?" Cymbal asked.
"Well… yeah, but I'm going to breastfeed her too." Frikiza nodded.
"Oh!" Tambourine, Cymbal and Drum gasped, suddenly realising why they had to leave.
"Oh yeah… I forgot that." Tambourine mumbled.
"What? Did you think these were just for show?" Zarba smirked, pushing up her own boobs up in front of him.
"Uh…" Tambourine whimpered, his face turning violet.

Meanwhile Drum was heading for the door, when he saw a bowl that contained something that looked like a torn up steak.
"Hey, what's this thing?" He asked.
"That's the placenta – it feeds the baby when she's in the womb." Doria explained. She looked at Frikiza. "You know… you should it eat. It's supposed to be high in nutrients – it'll help you get your strength back."
"That's gross! I'm not eating that." Frikiza frowned. "I'd rather just go to sleep – throw it out."
"So it's like the yolk in an egg?" Tambourine questioned.
"Yeah, I suppose so…" Frikiza answered. "Some people eat it, but I never ate mine."
"Why not?"
"Because it's disgusting!" Frikiza protested. "If you guys want it you're welcome to it, just don't give it to me!"
"It looks like a steak…" Drum said.
"Can I have it?" Cymbal asked.
"Be my guest!"

As they were talking, King Piccolo stared at the bowl. Hm… So that's what that thing was. He'd wondered what that huge piece of meat was for – he'd assumed it was part of the umbilical cord, but… high in nutrients? That was perfect! And it was the same size as Viola – it would definitely be enough to help her grow! "Anyway," Frikiza sighed. "I have to feed the baby. So, Pickle, pass her to me –" She stopped talking when she noticed King Piccolo making his way over to the bowl with Viola. "Uh… what are you – Piccolo!" Frikiza shrieked as she watched her husband lower their new-born baby onto the giant steak. "What the hell are you doing! She's a baby!"
"Oh shut up Frikiza, she has teeth – she obviously needs to eat meat." King Piccolo replied.
"King Piccolo, no!" Piano wailed, panicking. "What if she chokes! And it's not clean – that bowl could be full of dangerous organisms –" He was suddenly cut off when King Piccolo's hand darted across the room and slammed Piano's face straight into the floor.
"'Dangerous organisms'? Ha!" King Piccolo exclaimed. "She is a dangerous organism!" He watched with pride as Viola ate her first meal, her tiny fangs chomping down hungrily and her claws shredding at the meat as if she were a wild animal.
"Well, she is a demon." Zarba shrugged. "Maybe she needs a little more than milk."
"Or she doesn't, and she'll puke it up." Frikiza sighed.

King Piccolo looked down at Viola with a proud grin on his face as she devoured the entire thing in only a minute. She coughed, and yawned, and as she lay sleepily in the bowl her tail brushed past her lips again. She instinctively opened her mouth and began sucking lightly as if the tail were a pacifier. Then within seconds her eyes were closed again, and she was fast asleep. Hm. King Piccolo sniggered a little. She had simple needs. … That didn't mean she was simple, did it? He already had enough dumb children; he had no time or patience for another one. Hmph. King Piccolo scooped Viola up in his arms and held his hand over her tiny frame, and all of a sudden she was fully clothed. He'd dressed her in a sleep suit that was the same colour as King Piccolo's gi, with the trademark daimao symbol on it. Ha. Now she looked the part. With the daimao symbol on her clothes and blood on her claws and lips, there was no doubt in the world that she was King Piccolo's child. And this one would definitely not be a failure.

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Meanwhile, below the world in Hell, Frieza had an angry look on his face as he was still trapped in his cocoon and forced to watch yet another teddy bear parade.
"So let me get this straight…" He hissed through gritted teeth, almost breaking his jaw. "You went to King Yemma to get me released from here… and instead you ended up getting arrested after starting a riot with Goku's mother?"
"Don't say it like that!" Cell yelled back from a cocoon next to him. "At least I tried!"
"You tried and failed!" Frieza barked. "Why the hell did you even start a riot over that anyway? Children are supposed to be abused!"
"You sound like Vegeta's parents." Cell sniped.
"What!" Frieza gasped, appalled. "How… How dare you! How dare you compare me to those monkeys, you big stupid bug –"
"Ssh! Guys, stop it!" Gine scolded from the next cocoon down. "I'm trying to watch the parade!"

Frieza and Cell started at Gine in disbelief as she smiled and laughed in delight at the cute teddy bear parade before them. "Oh, this is lovely!" Gine beamed. "It's such a nice break from the rest of Hell."
"You can really stand to watch this forever…?" Cell uttered.
"Well no, not forever. Just a few of these would drive me crazy." Gine giggled. "But just for one day it's wonderful."
"What? One day?" Cell cried. "I have to spend a month in here! Why do you only get a day?"
"Well… they said because I haven't really done anything bad before, my punishment can be less severe." Gine replied. "Actually… I'm only in Hell because all residents of Planet Vegeta were automatically sent here, but I've been told I can apply to be moved up to Heaven if I want to, so long as I behave and don't do anything saiyan-like."
"So why don't you?" Cell asked.
"Well… all my family and friends are down here. I'd hate to spend eternity away from them." Gine said. "I'm much happier staying put."
"You have such a positive outlook on life…" Frieza commented, his face twisting in disgust. "Now I can see where Goku gets it from."
"What!" Gine cried. She looked over at Frieza, her eyes shimmering. "Do you really mean that…? You think Kakarot is like me…?"
"Well… he's soft." Frieza answered.
"Actually, he has your eyes." Cell said, looking at her.
"Really…?" Gine whimpered. "Oh… Guys, thank you so much!" Her entire face lit up in delight and she almost wept with joy. "I always think he looks like his father, it's so kind of you to say he's like me too! Thank you thank you thank you!"
"Uh…" Frieza and Cell sweat dropped.
"That wasn't meant as a compliment." Frieza growled.
"Oh!"

Gine gasped, and looked at Cell as a thought occurred to her. "Cell – if you and Frieza are in here, who's watching the boys?"
"Well… Zarbon's hardly home anymore." Cell replied glumly. "Dodoria's there, but he really struggles with them. They don't respect him much."
"Nobody respects him much." Frieza said with a smirk.
"Well… feel free to say no, but if you don't mind I could check in on them for you?" Gine offered. "I'm not sure if they'd take to me, but… back home I was always good at calming the wild kids down."
"What? Really?" Cell gasped. "You'd do that for me?"
"Of course!" Gine nodded. "I'd hate to see seven children go orphaned – it's bad enough that they've lost one parent. I'll help in any way I can."
"Oh my God – thank you so much, Gine!" Cell exclaimed. "You're a wonderful person!"
"Oh…" Gine blushed. "Well… I did some bad things in my life, so I guess I should try to be good now…" She smiled at him. "Actually, you're pretty nice too."
"What?" Frieza snarled, becoming more enraged at the good vibes that were rapidly growing between Cell and Gine.
"Do you want to be friends?" Cell asked her.
"Okay!" Gine beamed. "That would be lovely!"
"What – no!" Frieza screamed, and glared at Cell. "Cell, you can't be serious! That's the mother of Goku! He killed you, remember? We're his enemy!"
"Well… yeah, but that's nothing to do with Gine." Cell shrugged. "I mean, if you'd turned out exactly how your papa wanted you to, you wouldn't be gay."
"I'm not gay, I'm bisexual." Frieza growled.
"I'm not sure he sees a difference." Cell replied flatly. He turned back to Gine. "When I get out, do you want to take the kids to the amusement park with me?"
"Sure, that would be fun!" Gine beamed.
"No!" Frieza screamed. "No no no no no –"
"Ssh!" Gine hissed. "Hold on – I want to see this part." She watched as the teddy bears performed an elaborate dance with flowers and twirls, and she started to cheer. "Oh! That's wonderful!"
"I don't get why she likes this." Cell commented, completely unentertained by the adorable parade.
"I don't get why you like her." Frieza coldly replied.

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Meanwhile, elsewhere in Hell, Fortune-teller Baba was in what was left of Babidi's bedroom, after he and his assistants had finally put out the fire that was caused by Baba's cigarette. She was sitting next to Babidi on the bed, having just cleaned up his room. She was wearing a French maid outfit as promised, and the two of them were watching King Piccolo and his family on her crystal ball.
"Oh… that's lovely." Baba smiled. "You know, I was a little nervous that Piccolo wouldn't want a girl, but he seems to like this one even more than Junior."
"I thought he didn't like Junior at all." Babidi commented, bored out his mind as he stared numbly at the crystal ball.
"Well… yes, that's a good point." Fortune-teller Baba replied. "But would you like it if your child teamed up with the guy that killed you and raised his kid?"
"I wouldn't know, I don't want children." Babidi grunted.
"What?" Baba looked at him. "Never?"
"What's it to you?" Babidi frowned. "It's not like you can have kids anymore."
"Wha – how rude!" Fortune-teller Baba barked. "What makes you think that, you cheeky little bastard! I have years of life left in me yet!"
"Oh really?" Babidi replied with a smirk.

He moved over to Baba and nuzzled her neck. "Well then, what are we doing sitting here? Take that off, you dirty little maid."
"Oh… stop it." Baba giggled, blushing. "Okay… just let me look at their future."
"What?" Babidi groaned. "Didn't you regret it the last two times you did that?"
"Yes, but then it all worked out for the best." Babidi grinned. "So all I've learned is that I should definitely poke my nose into other people's business."
"Fine." Babidi growled impatiently. "Just hurry up!"
"Patience, my darling." Baba crooned and tapped his nose, causing Babidi to blush.

Baba chanted into her crystal ball to bring up King Piccolo and Frikiza's future. Well… what harm could come from it? Everything always worked out in the end, so it wouldn't do any harm to have one teeny little peek – "Aii!" Fortune-teller Baba screamed and leapt back, her eyes widening at what she saw.
"What!" Babidi gasped. "What is it?"
"Oh no!" Baba wailed, covering her eyes. "I shouldn't have looked! Why did I look!"
"Okay, that does it!" Babidi yelled, glaring at the crystal ball. "This thing is nothing but trouble!"
"Wait!" Baba gasped as Babidi picked up the crystal ball. "Babidi, what are you – aii!" She screamed loudly as Babidi threw the ball into the wall, shattering it into a thousand pieces. "You idiot!" Baba roared. "What did you do that for!"
"Because it's pissing me off!" Babidi huffed.
"You moron – without that the portal won't work!" Baba wailed. "I can't get home!"
"Oh…" Babidi replied, and smirked. "Well then… I guess you'll have to be my prisoner." His eyes lit up with lust as he moved closer to Babidi, leering at her. "My little maid…"
"No!" Baba shrieked, pushing him away. "Get off me, you bastard! You have to figure out a way to fix it! I can't be stuck down here with all these criminals! Get off me!"

Fortune-teller Baba screamed so loudly her voice could be heard all through Hell. She kicked Babidi away and cursed at him wildly, causing a loud, whiny argument between the two, and while they bickered with all their might the image of King Piccolo and Frikiza's future still flickered across the pieces of Fortune-teller Baba's crystal ball.


Author's Note:-
Well, it's over... For now, at least n_n I have a lot more ideas for The Nameks, so I am planning on doing a second series in the near future. As I've said before, I am going to move away from the sketch style for my next fic. That style was good for this fic because I wanted to use a lot of different ideas and that style gave me the freedom to do it, but moving forward I'm going to go back to the original continuous narrative, and the next story will be much more like Demonic Love.
However... the new series will probably start in a couple of weeks or more. For many reasons I've decided to put it down on my list of priorities for now... The main reason is that I really need to focus on my original story, which I am actually depending on to make money some day. I won't go into the other reasons here, but if you follow my journals on deviantart I'll explain everything for anyone who wants to know.
I'd also like to take this opportunity to thank all my followers and reviewers for your continued loyalty, and an extra special thanks goes to Timothy D and Ser, who have always given me such great reviews from day 1 :) I really appreciate your kind words, and you definitly motivated me to keep this series going so thank you so much for that! I hope I didn't let you down, and I hope I'll see you again in series 2!
Also, in other news... now that Princess Viola is a known character, I can finally post my pictures of her! :D I did a whole bunch of DL fanart featuring Viola, but I decided not to put it on deviantart until I finished this fic because I didn't want the pictures to be spoilers, but now it's okay so I'll be posting up my pictures of her on deviantart, maybe one a week if not more. My deviantart ID is coldphoenix1 for anyone that wants to check them out :) I will also possibly put up a little teaser trailer picture for series 2, just to excite you all lol :p
A warning before you look though... I'm still not a very good artist XD So I won't blame you if you don't want to see my art lol, but please leave a comment if you do view it so I know how to improve! And on a related note, if you do want to see Demonic Love fanart that's drawn by someone who knows what they're doing, still head over to TheBombDiggity666 for her DL comic, or Ishitai-Studios for a picture drawn by me but coloured by someone much more talented than I am XD

Anyway, that's all for now! Thank you once again for reading this fic, I hope you enjoyed every minute of it!
As always please leave a review and let me know what you thought of this series, and I'll see you all soon!
Thank you!

~Vickychan