Disclaimer: don't own them except for Bulma's sister.
"I missed you sis!" the girl said while hugging Bulma. Not noticing Piccolo walking by them and sitting down. "Missed…you too…hehehe." Bulma said patting her sisters' shoulder lightly. The girl let go of the embrace and looked at her sister. Her sister and her only had three differences physically and one difference mentally. The physical differences were the eyes and body structure. Her body was more built than Bulma's was. And her hair was short in the back. The mental difference was their personalities. They were both kind of strict but, but Bulma's sister liked to play a lot. Bulma grabbed her sisters' hand and led her to the living room where the Z gang was held captive. "Guys, this is my sister, Tisa. Tisa, these are my friends. The bald one with no nose is Krillan."
"Hi Krillan!" Tisa said smiling.
"Hi…." Krillan said shakily.
"The bald one with the third eye is Tien."
"Hi Tien!"
"Hi…." Tien said in the same way Krillan responded. "The one with the scar over his eye is Yamcha, my ex-boyfriend, if I were you I wouldn't get involved with him in any way." Bulma said, saying the last part quietly.
"Hi Yamcha!"
"Hi! I am very pleased to meet you! Would you be my girlfriend?" Yamcha said running up and holding Tisa's hands. Yamcha felt a tug on his ear as he was led away by Piccolo. "Leave the poor girl alone Yamcha. I don't think she needs to be bothered by you right now." Piccolo said.
"And that would be Piccolo." Bulma said watching Piccolo drag Yamcha away. Not being his normal self…Bulma thought. Tisa was caught up in looking at Piccolo. She shook her head and yelled, "Hi Piccolo!" down the hallway. Piccolo turned around and glared at her. She put her hands to her face and blushed furiously. "He's not the type to mess with Tisa." Bulma said. Tisa turned around to face Bulma. "Wha'd ya mean?" she asked. "Nothing I'll explain later. Okay, the one next to Tien is Cho su. He was an emperor at one time and Tien, his body guard." Bulma said. "Hi Cho su!" Tisa said. "Hi Tisa!" Cho su said. Unlike the others, he didn't have any trouble talking to Tisa.
"The little boy is Gohan."
"Hi Gohan!"
"Hi Tisa!" Gohan said having no trouble talking to her either but blushing a little.
"The tall guy with the spiky messed up hair is Gokou."
"Hi Gokou!"
"Hi Tisa….um…do you train? Because I noticed that you're kinda muscular and I-oww!," Gokou said. He grabbed his head. "Sorry for my husbands actions. He's a little fight crazy in the head but, I love him." Chichi said. "That's okay…um… I didn't quite get your name." Tisa said. Piccolo walked back over and sat down after locking Yamcha in the bathroom. He knew Yamcha knew better than to bust open a door in Bulma's house.
"It's Chichi."
"Hi Chichi!" Tisa said.
"Hi Tisa." Chichi said.
"Okay, over their in the short spiky haired mans' lap is my little baby Trunks." Bulma said proudly.
Tisa ran over and started to tickle Trunks and coo at him. "Oh gosh Bulma! He is so adorable!" Tisa said. "Hi Trunks! I'm you're Aunt Tisa!" Tisa said. Trunks giggled insanely. She stopped as she felt no baby's body being tickled. The spiky haired man had taken Trunks away. She looked at the spiky haired man. "You have to excuse Vegeta, he's really attached to Trunks and doesn't exactly like people he doesn't know all that well to touch him." Bulma said. "Oh so you're Vegeta?" she said putting on a curious look. Then she started to examine him from head to toe back and front. Just to make sure he looked good enough but she'd be their in case his attitude wasn't good enough. "So? What if I am?" He said scowling. "Just answer the question." Tisa said, sounding a little annoyed. "Yes." Vegeta said through gritted teeth. "Good," she said, "AND YOU BETTER BE GOOD TO HER OR I'LL HURT YOU!" she yelled with an evil face in Vegeta's ear. Her evil grin stretched across her face as her eyes narrowed and looked at Vegeta. Vegeta placed chibi Trunks on his lap in light speed and brought his hands up to his ears. He brought his hands back down from his ears. "Vegeta…if that hurt your ears, imagine how it hurt mine." Piccolo groaned rubbing his ears. Tien, Yamcha, Krillan, and Cho su all chuckled. Tisa looked over at Piccolo. She disappeared from Vegeta's side and reappeared in Piccolo's lap. Everybody stared at Tisa in amazement. "How did she do that?" Krillan asked. Piccolo looked down feeling weight on his lap. "Why are you on my lap? Get off." He said bringing his hands down from his ears. "I don't want to though." She said smiling. "But I do now get off." He repeated. "Why?" she asked. "Because there are other free seats." He said pointing to where Vegeta was.
"Why?"
"Because people didn't want to sit there."
"Why?"
"Because Vegeta's there." Piccolo said. Vegeta glared at that.
"Why?"
"Because he wanted to sit there."
"Why?"
"How should I know!" Piccolo yelled at her.
"Because." She said. Piccolo was getting really annoid with her. 'But how can I stay mad at her for long!? I mean she's pretty, she looks strong, and she can move at my speed from what I could see….GET THAT OUT OF YOU HEAD PICCOLO! YOU ARE A FIGHTER AND NOT A SOFTY!!! But she looks kind and….GET THAT OUT OF YOUR HEAD!!' Piccolo's mind screamed. He looked down at her. She looked at him curiously and then smiled. He frowned as he tried to fight the idea's out of his head and get her off of his lap, but the frown slowly turned into a sigh. "Fine you can stay there." He sighed. Why am I turning into such a softy? Piccolo asked himself. "Yaaaaaaay!" she yelled. Bulma walked over and sat down next to Vegeta who was playing with chibi Trunks.
"Well Piccolo, looks like you've gained another friend who really appreciates you." Krillan said. Piccolo sneered and put his arms behind his head, closed his eyes, and then crossed his legs feeling Tisa being shifted. He opened his eyes slightly and looked down. Tisa had passed out. He studied her face. Her lips were slightly parted and her eyelids were closed, but not tightly so there were no crease marks. Her blue locks of hair that dangled on the side of her face were now scattered behind her head and on her face and her bangs parted to one side. Her headband was slightly coming off. As careful as possible, Piccolo slid one arm under her head, and another under her knees. He lifted her off of him and he stood up. He turned around and carefully laid her head on a pillow and her body on the couch. "I'm leaving, NOW!" he stated and stormed out the door.
"I don't think he's used to being that close to a girl. Or as a matter of fact, anyone." Bulma said. "Actually he has. When he trained me. Sometimes I couldn't sleep, so I'd crawl into his lap. Then I'd say, I can't get to sleep and he'd get all moody. Then I'd pretend to be a sleep and I'd feel his hand on my forehead and I'd hear him start to sing in a different language. He's not that bad of a singer either. And he can be gentle with his voice when he wants." Gohan stated. Krillan started to imagine Piccolo on a stage singing opera. Krillan started to giggle. Chichi started to imagine Piccolo in a play singing with Gohan in his lap and then suddenly when he's singing he starts to suck Gohan's blood with his fangs. She shook it from her head. Bulma walked over and placed a blanket on Tisa. "She's had a busy day. She rode all the way from America on a plane and then she had to find a taxi or a ride and find this place." Bulma said. "You guys should probably go home now." They all nodded and left, except for one.
::IN THE BATHROOM::
"Guys? Someone? Bulma? Can you get me out of here?" Yamcha said leaning against the bathroom door. He heard a noise coming down the hallway. It was coming fast. Yamcha put his ear to the door to hear who it was. He heard. "MEOW!" before it was too late. The door came crashing down on top of him as a fat cat came bursting in the bathroom. Yamcha turned his head to the side slowly to see what the cat was doing in the bathroom. There was the litter box. Yamcha smiled revealing a lost tooth before he passed out. The cat walked out and down the hallway. Then Bulma walked by, "YAMCHA!!! YOU BROKE OUR DOOR!!!" Bulma yelled. At least that's what Bulma thought.
Okay. How'd you like it? not that good I know. Okay. Oh well. R/r