Baby Blues

Chapter Two - Dill

Piccolo sighed, landing on Bulma's Balcony softly. The child had fallen asleep while in his arms, and he didn't want to take the chance of waking him.

" I love this Show! " Trunks laughed as Piccolo walked in.

Bulma smiled down at her Son, suddenly hearing a loud cry.

The noise from the TV had woken the baby, making Piccolo hesitate and try to calm him back down by making funny faces.

" Piccolo!! " Bulma greeted him, her eyes meeting with the wide ones of the baby's. " ....Is that...yours? "

The Namek panicked, shoving the baby in Bulma's arms. " No! I found him! Now make him stop! "

Bulma started to make faces and tickled the child, " Yer such a cute baby! Yes you are! " She sniffed, noticing a disgusting stinch. " Ewww...we need to give you a bath... "

Piccolo groaned, watching as she walked towards the bathroom. He was glad it wasn't him doing the work. But maybe he'd thought too soon.

" Well... " Bulma growled, looking the Namek in the eye as turned back around.

Piccolo panicked, sweat dripping down his face. " What? What do you want? "

" I'm not the one who'll be taking care of this baby, you are. So I suggest you come and learn to take care of him! "

Bowing his head in defeat, Piccolo followed Bulma towards the sink.

" Now...how do you know that this Baby's a Boy, Piccolo? " Bulma questioned, setting the now clothed child down on the floor to explore.

Piccolo sat down on the chair across from her, resting his chin on his palm. " I don't know... "

She smirked seductively, sitting down on the couch. " Why don't you check... "

" No... "

" Please? "

" Noooo... "

" Pleeeeaaaseee? "

" NOOOO!!! "

Bulma made a pouty face, " I'll tell Veggie-Chan that you were the one who stole his razor.... "

" ..... " Piccolo rolled his eyes, standing up and walking over towards the baby. He closed his eyes, flipping the squirming child over and pulling down his diaper. A red line crossed the Namek's cheeks as he slowly opened his eyes again. " It's a boy.... "

" I already knew that, Dummy.... " She smirked, chuckling evily.

Piccolo put the boy's diaper back on, thirsty for revenge. How could he have been so stupid? She was who put the baby's diaper on!

" Now you need to give him a name... " Bulma stated, tapping her chin with her finger.

Recovering from previous events, Piccolo began to think of a proper name. He needed to name him something attractive and original. " How about Dill... "

Bulma began to laugh uncontrollably, her stomach starting to hurt terribly. " DILL!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! "

" What's so funny? "

" BWAHHAHAHAHA!!! Because YOU'RE name is Piccolo!!! HEHEHEHEHEHE!! "

Piccolo growled, looking back down at Dill and tickling his belly. " You don't think Dill's a funny name...do you? "

Dill giggled and slightly drooled, kicking his tiny legs.

Bulma sat up, wiping tears from her eyes. " Ok, Ok...Dill it is... " She smiled, watching Piccolo start to play with Dill. She never realized it until now, but he seemed extremely good with children. Unless it was only certain children.

" Now that bag has everything you need, " Bulma said, pointing to the Diaper Bag around Piccolo's shoulder.

The Namek eyed the bag, blushing in embarassment. He accepted a sheet of paper that she handed him, listing how to change a daiper and what types of food to feed him.

Bulma held on to her Son's hand, waving to Piccolo as he flew off. " Give ' Dill ' a good home, Piccolo!! "

" And come and play some time!! " 8 year old Trunks yelled, waving his tiny hand as well.

Piccolo disappeared withing the clouds, and Bulma and Trunks headed back into Capsule Corp.

" What was Mr. Green doing here? " Vegeta greeted them, the towel around his shoulders clueing in on that he'd been training.

Bulma smiled, placing a finger on her Husband's chest and kissing his lips. " It doesn't really matter, does it? "

He grinned, " Guess not... "

Piccolo skimmed the paper, holding Dill tightly in his right arm. The baby seemed quiet, strangely quiet. Looking next to him, he noticed Dill had once again fallen asleep. Piccolo smiled, his attention turning back to the sheet of paper. This would prove to be even more of a challenge then fighing Frieza.

Landing, he gently set the sleeping baby down on a soft patch of grass. Sitting down next to him, Piccolo closed his eyes to enter meditation. If the tike was asleep, that gave him time to do some serious work.

His pointy ears twitched as the wind hit it with a hard force. A field of energy slowly began to blanket his body. Electrical shocks and such shooting in all directions of his body. He'd barely started to meditate when Dill began to cry.

Dill bawled like crazy kicking his arms and legs. He seemed to be wanting something.

Piccolo opened his eyes, looking over at the child. " What do you want? "

Dill continued to cry.

Using his super smelling sense, Piccolo squinted an eye at the stench. Dill must have already soiled his daiper. Grabbing the sheet and Daiper Bag, Piccolo walked over to the child. He skimmed through the section about Daipers, searching for the materials in the bag.

He placed Dill on his back, taking off the soiled daiper and, though he was disgusted, he cleaned him up with a baby wipe.

The hard part was figuring out how to get a new one on. Piccolo studied to instructions Bulma gave him, scratching the back of his head. Reaching down, he felt something wet on his hand. Dill had started to leak. Panicking, the Namek backed away.

Dill giggled, kicking his feet in amusement. He watched in curiousity as Piccolo managed to get the clean daiper on him correctly. A job that was definitely rewarding, because he fell back into a deep and peaceful sleep.

SVS: There's Chapter Two! I thought this story would be a real good idea...I really don't wanna abandone it. I'm really sorry for those who are dissapointed.

Booyaka!
Super-Veggie-San