"I'll tell you that after you let go of my neck. I'm not getting any air."
He let go of her neck. She did a few steps backward and looked hard at him.
"It was a test, wasn't it. You wanted to see how I reacted to a sudden threat."
He didn't answer. Reading intentions was another of her good skills. She really had potential.
"Why do you want to train me?"
"You have potential kid. It would be a waste to let you get killed in six weeks."
"Killed in six weeks? What do you mean?"
"When I retrieved you backpack and Katana, I overheard a conversation. There were four men in the clearing where the fight took place. They looked exactly like the warriors that tried to kill you. They thought that the seven warriors had abandoned their mission to kill you and were getting drunk somewhere. The leader of the four said that if they weren't back in six weeks, they would send a group of ten warriors after you."
"So you think I have fighting potential Mr.?"
"Piccolo. You can call me Mr. Piccolo or PiccoloSan."
"A question PiccoloSan. Of what race are you?"
"I could ask you the same thing."
"Well, the thing is, I don't know. I have never met anyone who looks like me. As far as I know, I'm the only one on this planet that looks this way. But what about you?"
"I'm a Namek. And before you ask, yes, we are all green, and no, there are only two Nameks on this planet."
The girl nodded. Then she gave a deep bow.
"I am ready for training Sensei."
With a nod he grabbed the girl around the waist and threw her over his shoulder.
"What the. What are you doing Sensei?!"
"Getting you to your training place."
"But I don't have my backpack!"
"You wont need it."
"Yes I do! I don't know about you, but I like to put on clean underwear once in a while!"
He was regretting his decision already. Thrusting the backpack into the girls hands, he walked outside and immediately flew of at full speed. The girl had grabbed his cloak. She was holding it with all her strength. When he had reached enough height, he flew southwards.
"You can let go of me now!"
Figuring that the girl could take care of herself he let go. If she fell of, it would be her own fault. Feeling the girl move around on his back he yelled:
"What the hell are you doing back there!?"
"Enjoying the view and getting into a more comfortable position!"
The girl was sitting on his back now, her legs around his waist, feet hooked around each other for support. Looking over his shoulder, he saw her look around in wonder. She really was enjoying the view. It was time for the final test then. Suddenly, he turned over so that he was flying upside down. The girl gave a small cry of fear, tightened her hold on his waist and put her arms around his neck. She was holding on so tightly that it was difficult to breath.
"What the hell was that for!?" She yelled in his ear.
He gave her no answer. When he turned over again, she slowly let go of his neck and lessened her hold on his waist. In a few minutes she had forgotten the whole incident and was enjoying the view once more.
He let go of her neck. She did a few steps backward and looked hard at him.
"It was a test, wasn't it. You wanted to see how I reacted to a sudden threat."
He didn't answer. Reading intentions was another of her good skills. She really had potential.
"Why do you want to train me?"
"You have potential kid. It would be a waste to let you get killed in six weeks."
"Killed in six weeks? What do you mean?"
"When I retrieved you backpack and Katana, I overheard a conversation. There were four men in the clearing where the fight took place. They looked exactly like the warriors that tried to kill you. They thought that the seven warriors had abandoned their mission to kill you and were getting drunk somewhere. The leader of the four said that if they weren't back in six weeks, they would send a group of ten warriors after you."
"So you think I have fighting potential Mr.?"
"Piccolo. You can call me Mr. Piccolo or PiccoloSan."
"A question PiccoloSan. Of what race are you?"
"I could ask you the same thing."
"Well, the thing is, I don't know. I have never met anyone who looks like me. As far as I know, I'm the only one on this planet that looks this way. But what about you?"
"I'm a Namek. And before you ask, yes, we are all green, and no, there are only two Nameks on this planet."
The girl nodded. Then she gave a deep bow.
"I am ready for training Sensei."
With a nod he grabbed the girl around the waist and threw her over his shoulder.
"What the. What are you doing Sensei?!"
"Getting you to your training place."
"But I don't have my backpack!"
"You wont need it."
"Yes I do! I don't know about you, but I like to put on clean underwear once in a while!"
He was regretting his decision already. Thrusting the backpack into the girls hands, he walked outside and immediately flew of at full speed. The girl had grabbed his cloak. She was holding it with all her strength. When he had reached enough height, he flew southwards.
"You can let go of me now!"
Figuring that the girl could take care of herself he let go. If she fell of, it would be her own fault. Feeling the girl move around on his back he yelled:
"What the hell are you doing back there!?"
"Enjoying the view and getting into a more comfortable position!"
The girl was sitting on his back now, her legs around his waist, feet hooked around each other for support. Looking over his shoulder, he saw her look around in wonder. She really was enjoying the view. It was time for the final test then. Suddenly, he turned over so that he was flying upside down. The girl gave a small cry of fear, tightened her hold on his waist and put her arms around his neck. She was holding on so tightly that it was difficult to breath.
"What the hell was that for!?" She yelled in his ear.
He gave her no answer. When he turned over again, she slowly let go of his neck and lessened her hold on his waist. In a few minutes she had forgotten the whole incident and was enjoying the view once more.