[Chapter Five]

"So this is how it goes." Bulma handed Piccolo a cup of tea. "I made a bet with ChiChi. I told her that I am the world's greatest beautician."

Piccolo raised an eye ridge.

"Okay, not those exact words. I said everyone has a natural beauty and I could bring it out." Bulma sipped her own cup, and continued.

"ChiChi challenged this, and we made this bet: I doll up the person of ChiChi's choice and they get entered in this competition. If they win, or come close to it, I win."

"And ChiChi chose me?" Piccolo asked.

"Yep."

Piccolo nodded, understanding, and drank some tea.

"Well, being the smart and incredibly beautiful girl I am, I got out Mom's makeover program and scanned your picture into the computer." Bulma turned the computer monitor around. "A little playing around, this is the result."

Piccolo stared at the screen in disbelief. Bulma actually thought he'd go through with that? It was so... not him!

He sighed, and set down his tea.

"Can I ask you something?" Piccolo frowned at Bulma. "Do you people really think I'm ugly?"

"Well..." Bulma's face scrunched up. "It's just a joke thing, ya know? We don't really mean it..."

Piccolo stood up. "I refuse to go along with this."

"What? But Piccolo--"

"No." Piccolo glared, and turned to leave.

Bulma sighed. "I guess ChiChi was right."

"Hmm?" Piccolo cast a look back. "About what?"

"Oh, you." Bulma shook her head. "You wouldn't be concerned about it. Go on, you're not interested."

Piccolo turned. "Tell me!"

"No, no." Bulma looked up. "Alright, but this was ChiChi, not me. When I asked her, 'Why Piccolo?' she said you were as ugly as a donkey's butt and had the personality of a cow pat."

Again, Piccolo could only stare in disbelief.

"You're joking." he said finally.

"Okay, I am." Bulma giggled. "But she did say you are 'a pole-up-the-ass bastard.' She doesn't have a very high opinion in your personality, I'm afraid."

Piccolo just stared.

"Anyway, I'll only be making one little change, plus wardrobe. Totally reversible." Bulma looked up at Piccolo with pleading eyes. "Please? Just try it?"

Piccolo blinked, staring.

Looked back at the screen. The Namek sitting, looking at nothing. Well, not quite Namek. In fact, it didn't seem that bad. Could be fun.

Besides, totally reversible.

When was the last time he'd done anything spontaneously?

Yeah, it could be fun having hair.

"Alright." Piccolo resigned. "I'll do it."

Bulma grinned.

Dude, two chapters in one night! I am sooo good. Anyway, this is here to provide you with information regarding sketches of Piccolo with hair. There's a URL in my profile to my DBZ humour page. My fanart is on page 4.