"Good morning Piccolo-chan!!!!" Gohan greeted his former mentor.
Piccolo was still in bed and was not happy with the being disturbed from her sleep at 4:00 am in the morning. She grabbed a pillow and hurled it at the unsuspecting halfling, hitting him square in the face. "Its 4:00 am in the morning, this place better be on fire or your dead." She groaned. Piccolo opened her eyes and glared at her tormentor.
"Nope. I just brought you a present. Its all the way from Mexico! Look!" The half saiyan brought out a large sombrero and a dark blue poncho that matched.
Piccolo's eye twitched. She was gonna yell at the young boy but thought better of it, she knew that would do nothing and it'd be better not to wake the others. "Toss over with the other stuff." She muttered as she lay her head down to sleep.
Gohan smiled and placed the sombrero and the poncho beside the other presents he got her. Ever since the night Nail took over Piccolo's body, Gohan started following the namek everywhere, he started playing hooky (gasp!) and never let the frustrated namek out of his sight, unless she was in the washroom. The female namek was also awoken in the middle of the night by the halfling just so that he could give her little 'gifts'. Dolls from Wales, a dress from Paris, a bagpipe from Scotland, a kimono from Tokyo, an ivory carving from Africa, authentic Yeti fur from the Himalayas, shrunken heads from Papa New Guinea, etc. Her room was buried with items from around the world. Even though the poor namek explained over and over and over again that Nail had taken over her body and that it wasn't her at that time, he still didn't believe her enough.
Piccolo had fallen asleep on her bed and was breathing silently. Gohan crept over to the sleeping namek and sat down quietly on the bed. He looked wonderingly at the green warrior. The halfling gently brushed some of Piccolo's long purple hair from her face. The namekian groaned, under her eyelids Gohan could see that her eyes were darting here and there. {Must be a bad dream. Poor Piccy-chan} Gohan thought.
"Gohan. What are you doing here?" Mr. Popo said from the doorway.
Gohan turned surprised by the quietness of the genie's approach. "Oh . . . um . . . I was just giving Piccolo something. . . ." he said with a blush.
"Oh. Well Dende wants Piccolo in his study right away." The black fat man (all right YOU come up with a better description!) said.
"At 4:00 in the morning?" the demi-saiyan questioned.
The genie sighed, "The two have made a deal. Dende did something for Piccolo, and in return she must now suffer a whole year of dance practice with Dende. You should see how. . . . err. . . 'injured' Piccolo's feet are."
Gohan blinked, "Piccolo can dance? Weird. Though I can picture her doing the tango . . . . ."
Piccolo stirred under her blanket. She sat up and scowled menacingly at the other two men in her room, "Popo its 4:00 in the morning. If Dende wants me to practice with him now, then he'll have to tie me up and drag me!" the female namek growled.
Suddenly a lasso rope loop dropped down on top of the irritable Piccolo, the rope tightened around her. Before she could do anything about it Dende jumped out and tied the rest of the rope around her. He gave one last tug and smiled. "I knew no one in the right mind would get out of bed at 4:00 in the morning. So I decided to drag you into my study, since you won't come peacefully. By the way that rope that I tied you up in is 'energy decreasing rope' it'll make sure that your power level is decreased to that of a normal human." He smirked as he watched Piccolo try and escape.
"You asshole. I swear on my name that I WILL get you back for this!!!" Piccolo hissed though clenched teeth. She stuggled with the bonds, but was dragged by Dende all the way to his study, the door slammed shut and polka music filled the air.
Mr. Popo shook his head sadly, "I keep wondering if Piccolo will ever . . . . be free of those horrible traumatic scars which Dende keeps putting on her."
Gohan shuddered, "Polka. I feel so sorry for Piccolo. Poor girl."
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Okay I know that was short. I know that sucked. But I can't think of any fillers. 'Cause I already know what the ending will be like but I just don't know what to put in between.
Piccolo was still in bed and was not happy with the being disturbed from her sleep at 4:00 am in the morning. She grabbed a pillow and hurled it at the unsuspecting halfling, hitting him square in the face. "Its 4:00 am in the morning, this place better be on fire or your dead." She groaned. Piccolo opened her eyes and glared at her tormentor.
"Nope. I just brought you a present. Its all the way from Mexico! Look!" The half saiyan brought out a large sombrero and a dark blue poncho that matched.
Piccolo's eye twitched. She was gonna yell at the young boy but thought better of it, she knew that would do nothing and it'd be better not to wake the others. "Toss over with the other stuff." She muttered as she lay her head down to sleep.
Gohan smiled and placed the sombrero and the poncho beside the other presents he got her. Ever since the night Nail took over Piccolo's body, Gohan started following the namek everywhere, he started playing hooky (gasp!) and never let the frustrated namek out of his sight, unless she was in the washroom. The female namek was also awoken in the middle of the night by the halfling just so that he could give her little 'gifts'. Dolls from Wales, a dress from Paris, a bagpipe from Scotland, a kimono from Tokyo, an ivory carving from Africa, authentic Yeti fur from the Himalayas, shrunken heads from Papa New Guinea, etc. Her room was buried with items from around the world. Even though the poor namek explained over and over and over again that Nail had taken over her body and that it wasn't her at that time, he still didn't believe her enough.
Piccolo had fallen asleep on her bed and was breathing silently. Gohan crept over to the sleeping namek and sat down quietly on the bed. He looked wonderingly at the green warrior. The halfling gently brushed some of Piccolo's long purple hair from her face. The namekian groaned, under her eyelids Gohan could see that her eyes were darting here and there. {Must be a bad dream. Poor Piccy-chan} Gohan thought.
"Gohan. What are you doing here?" Mr. Popo said from the doorway.
Gohan turned surprised by the quietness of the genie's approach. "Oh . . . um . . . I was just giving Piccolo something. . . ." he said with a blush.
"Oh. Well Dende wants Piccolo in his study right away." The black fat man (all right YOU come up with a better description!) said.
"At 4:00 in the morning?" the demi-saiyan questioned.
The genie sighed, "The two have made a deal. Dende did something for Piccolo, and in return she must now suffer a whole year of dance practice with Dende. You should see how. . . . err. . . 'injured' Piccolo's feet are."
Gohan blinked, "Piccolo can dance? Weird. Though I can picture her doing the tango . . . . ."
Piccolo stirred under her blanket. She sat up and scowled menacingly at the other two men in her room, "Popo its 4:00 in the morning. If Dende wants me to practice with him now, then he'll have to tie me up and drag me!" the female namek growled.
Suddenly a lasso rope loop dropped down on top of the irritable Piccolo, the rope tightened around her. Before she could do anything about it Dende jumped out and tied the rest of the rope around her. He gave one last tug and smiled. "I knew no one in the right mind would get out of bed at 4:00 in the morning. So I decided to drag you into my study, since you won't come peacefully. By the way that rope that I tied you up in is 'energy decreasing rope' it'll make sure that your power level is decreased to that of a normal human." He smirked as he watched Piccolo try and escape.
"You asshole. I swear on my name that I WILL get you back for this!!!" Piccolo hissed though clenched teeth. She stuggled with the bonds, but was dragged by Dende all the way to his study, the door slammed shut and polka music filled the air.
Mr. Popo shook his head sadly, "I keep wondering if Piccolo will ever . . . . be free of those horrible traumatic scars which Dende keeps putting on her."
Gohan shuddered, "Polka. I feel so sorry for Piccolo. Poor girl."
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Okay I know that was short. I know that sucked. But I can't think of any fillers. 'Cause I already know what the ending will be like but I just don't know what to put in between.