Note: Special thanks goes to Ann for helping me brainstorm this chapter and what's to come. X)
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CHAPTER 44:
Coffee Break
"But whyyyyy???!!!" Goku panted and doubled over, leaning on his knees for support as he gasped for air, "I just made you another cup!!!"
"Yes, yes, but it was too bitter. It was far too strong. You need to grind the beans more, to get the real flavor out. So keep on grinding!"
Goku moaned and wiped his forehead, "Can't I take a break or something? I don't know how much longer I can handle this."
Ancient Kai pointed to him, "Absolutely not! I want my coffee, and I want it right."
Goku moaned and grabbed a hold of the handle again with a sigh. Leaning his head back, he shouted in a whine, "But I don't see how this is heeelping me!!"
"Patience! Patience!" Ancient Kai brought his hands behind his back and hobbled back a few steps, "This is all part of your training, Goku!"
Kibito Kai gave a concerned frown and leaned over to Ancient Kai, "Elder Kai, are you sure this is working? I'm not sensing any increase in his power level at all."
"Patience, Kibito! I have this all under control." Ancient Kai coughed a bit and then stood rigid as he watched Goku groan and continue to grind his coffee. "It's just going to take a bit of time, that's all."
"But I'm not sure how much time we have." Kibito Kai shook his head grimly, "We still don't know how Piccolo's progress is coming with Pan."
"Piccolo?" Ancient Kai blinked a moment, "What does Piccolo have to do with this?"
Kibito Kai let out a sigh. "Don't you remember at all?!?! Piccolo stayed with us and then left to go train Pan, who now possesses your Mystic powers."
"Ohhh yess! I remember now!" Ancient Kai looked back to Goku and tightened his hands behind his back, "How is he anyway?"
"Well, Elder, it's been several months on Earth, at least seven. Maybe eight. Don't you think we should check up on them? What if Baby managed to possess them?"
Ancient Kai hummed a moment in thought before shaking his head, "No. No, Piccolo would be wiser than that. But that does sound interesting!" He grinned to himself and felt his old wrinkled cheeks crinkle under his eyes, "Yes, yes, ever since that war ended, things just haven't been the same around here."
A loud and piercing whine suddenly erupted between them, "ANCIENT KAAAIIIII??!!!"
"Oh, what is it now?!"
"I'm hungry. I don't think I can do this anymore without a bite to eat!"
"I swear!" Ancient Kai mumbled to Kibito, "I've never seen anyone eat as much as him!"
Kibito smiled and looked at him, "Yes, he's a Saiyan, alright."
"He's not a Saiyan!" Ancient Kai brought his fist out and started shaking it to the sky, "He's a garbage disposal! He eats everything in sight!"
"ANCIENT KAAAIIII???"
"Oh HUSH!!!" Ancient Kai huffed slightly and muttered to Kibito Kai, "I swear, I don't know what it is about Goku that makes him such a talented fighter. The only thing on his mind, all day, is just food, food, food!"
"Well, he does burn a lot of energy during his battles. I'm not surprised he needs to eat so much to keep his power level so high."
"Yes, but I have been keeping his physical activity to a minimum and he still eats this much. It's just preposterous! I've never before seen the catering jet have to arrive four times a day just to support one measly Saiyan!" Ancient Kai grunted, "And he doesn't even appreciate it!"
"ANCIENT KAAAAAIIIIIII???"
"AAAhhh!!!" Ancient Kai covered his ears and shook his head with a scowl, "Somebody please shut that Saiyan up!"
"ANCIENT KA–!!!"
The old kai interrupted him with a loud, "–WHAT?!"
"I'm hungry!"
"I know you're hungry! You are hungry now! You were hungry five minutes ago! You are going to be hungry five minutes from now!!! So get back to work!!"
Kibito Kai raised an eyebrow, "Aren't you being a little hard on him? I mean, he has been grinding coffee for you for the past three days straight."
Ancient Kai coughed and then huffed to himself, "No pain, no gain."
"But, I mean, it is a little extreme–"
" –Is he training under you?!" Ancient Kai turned to Kibito and threw his head before the other's face, "Is he?! NO, he's training under me! I am the wise one around here, and what I say, goes."
"But Elder Kai –"
"–You know," Ancient Kai interrupted, "This reminds me of a story…"
"Oh no…" Kibito sighed and hung his head in his hands.
"When I was young and I was with Celestial Kai, we once met up with Legendary Kai – which wasn't really his real name. It was more like one of those self-appointed names because he was so incredibly vain. His real name was actually Vanity Kai, which suited him far better, in my opinion, and I normally would have –"
"ANCIENT KAAAAAIIIIIII????????????"
"–told… uh… told, him? Uhhh…. Wait, what was I saying, again?" The old Kai blinked and then scratched his head, "I… I can't remember, due to that blasted Goku!!" The elder Kai growled a moment and then spun on his heel to face the Saiyan on top of the giant coffee grinder, "WHAT?!"
"Can I take a break?!"
"Oouuuuu!!!" Ancient Kai clenched his fists together in a frustrated rage, "FINE!!!!!!" The elder Kai shook his fist toward the Saiyan, "But you have to cook your own rice! And everyone else's!!!!"
"Oh YAY!!!" Goku jumped down from the giant machine and happily approached them, "I'm so excited! I get to cook rice!!!"
Ancient Kai raised a brow, "You've never cooked rice before?"
"I tried once, but Chi Chi said if I ever touched the rice cooker again, she wouldn't feed me for a week." Goku looked up thoughtfully, "But that might also have been because the machine exploded… But I doubt it."
Kibito Kai gave a wary glance to Ancient Kai, "Are you sure you want him to cook?"
Ancient Kai huffed and shrugged, "What could possibly go wrong? I mean, it's a rice cooker, for goodness sake!"
Kibito Kai lowered down to whisper in the older Kai's ear, "But do you remember last time Goku tried to cook? He thought that grass was a seasoning!"
"Oh pheh!!" Ancient Kai waved his hand as it shooing away the idea, "He's learned his lesson."
Goku stood fast and gave a salute, "Alright! I'm ready to begin rice cooking, sir!"
Ancient Kai turned to Kibito and yawned, "Why don't you show him to the food reserves, Kibito?"
Kibito frowned, "Why don't you show him? You want him to cook so badly."
The elder Kai yawned again and walked a few steps back and sat before his ball, "I have a new program I'd like to watch." He looked up and gave a blink and then a grumpy face, "Well?! What are you waiting for?!" He clapped once as if starting a race, "Chop chop!!"
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Ancient Kai had been watching the ball intently the entire time Goku was babysitting the rice. Half paranoid that Goku might accidentally break the rice cooker, Kibito Kai stood by and babysitted Goku. Both of them were sitting at the top of the hill as the elder Kai watched Piccolo throw a powerful energy wave toward the girl and watched her deflect it with ease before firing one of her own. The image was staticky, however, as if the picture were experiencing some interference from a local thunderstorm storm or something along those lines, but the picture was still good enough for Ancient Kai to make out the significant changes that Goku's granddaughter had undergone within the last seven months of Piccolo's return to Earth. At least, it was seven months for them. It seemed like barely several weeks up here in Other World. Time passed at a different pace here.
Next to Ancient Kai, the two green shape-shifters also watched intently. Sugoro looked up with wide eyes, "Wow!" His voice was nasal and high-pitched, "This sure beats cable! Are you telling me that this is a live fight going on?"
"It sure is!!" Ancient Kai felt his stomach growl and pouted, "I just wish the rice were done by now so I could enjoy a nice dinner and a show." He frowned and looked up the hill to where the two babysitters were sitting and watching the rice intently. "Hey! Kibito!!!"
Kibito Kai looked up and called down the hill, "Yeah?!"
"Isn't the rice DONE yet?! It's never taken this long to cook before!"
"Yes, well, we're cooking for a lot more people, Elder Kai!" There was a pause, "And we had to put in an extra amount for Goku!"
Ancient Kai grumbled to himself under his breath, "That baka Saiyan! He just gobbles everything up, doesn't he?!" He muttered as he shifted his eyes to glare at Goku, "Look at him, taking his sweet time getting my dinner done! Doesn't he realize we're all hungry around here?!"
"Wow, look at that!" Sugoro pointed to the ball, but Ancient Kai wasn't able to turn around in time.
"What?! What did I miss?"
Shusugoro giggled, "It was an trick! Right, daddy?"
Sugoro laughed, "Well, whether it's a trick or not, I sure wouldn't want that done on me, that's for sure."
The little boy pointed, "Oh look! The green guy is getting back up! Hoo boy, he sure looks mad!!"
"ANCIENT KAAAIII??"
The old Kai cringed at the name. Feeling his temple throb, he turned around sharply and barked up the hill, "WHAT!!!"
Goku was waving as Kibito stood up, gesturing for Ancient Kai to come to them. "The rice is done," the Kai called out, "Come and get it!"
"Oh pfft!!!" Ancient Kai huffed, "Bring it to me!!! I don't want to miss the fight."
As the old Kai sat there, Goku ran up to him with several full plates of rice balancing on his arms and head and several sets of chop sticks in his mouth, which he distributed among everyone who sat by the ball. "I hope you like it, Ancient Kai! I think it turned out really good!!"
The old Kai wiped his chop sticks and then took a bite, only to make a startled face before looking to the Saiyan, "You're right!!!! It's very good!" Ancient Kai nodded proudly, "Goku, from now on, you shall be my official rice chef!"
"Oh yay!" Goku sat down and beamed proudly, "I've never been anything 'official' before!"
Kibito Kai walked up and sat beside everyone with his own plate, "So what's going on in the living world, Elder Kai?"
Ancient Kai took a bite of his rice and said in a muffled mouthful, "Piccolo ish training Pan, like he shaid he would."
"Mmm-hmm!" Sugoro nodded and took a bite, "Itch very entertaining!"
"Wait? Wait? Pan?" Goku blinked and put his plate aside as he got on all fours and peered at the ball, "That's PAN?!"
Ancient Kai nodded as he swallowed, "Didn't I just say that?! I just said that it was Pan. I'm never wrong! When have I ever been wrong?!"
"I'm not saying you're wrong… but… WOW!!!" Goku beamed toward the ball, "She's really grown!! And look at her fighting technique. And her stance! Look at her body language! She looks so confident. Wow, she carries herself like a professional." Goku leaned back and smiled proudly, "Piccolo's been doing a great job training her!"
Kibito smiled toward the Saiyan, "Why don't you tell him how proud you are? I'm sure he'd love to hear a good review from you."
"I can do that?" Goku blinked toward the Supreme Kai, "I mean, you'd let me?"
"Well, sure. If you touch my back, you'll be able to speak to him." Kibito blushed slightly and scratched his head, "But I only have the ability to let you speak to one person at a time. I'm not as skilled in the broadcasting field as the North Kai."
"That's fine. I'd love to talk to him!" Goku stood and placed his hands on Kibito's back. "Like this, right?"
Kibito Kai nodded with a smile, "Right." The Kai closed his eyes and concentrated on the Namek, opening up an interdimensional telepathic gateway that would connect the minds of both Goku and the Namek.
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"HYAAAAA!!!!!" Piccolo did a roundhouse kick through the pouring rain and landed a hit right in Pan's side. However, before it went through, the girl grabbed his leg and twisted him around, elbowing him in the back and sending him crashing to the ground in a giant BANG!!!! that made all the mountains around tremble from the force of the blow.
"Take this!!!" Piccolo stood and did a series of ki shots toward the girl and as they were released, guided them with his fingers to chase her in a spiral that closed in tight.
Explosions of light and energy caused the lightning of the storm to strike the magnetic field that formed around her as she drew the powers in and caught every last one of them, forming them into an orange ki blast that sparked with blue energy.
"Now you're gonna feel this!!!" Pan released the blast toward Piccolo and he raised his hands up to catch the blast head on. The weight and inertia of it were enormous, but he held it back and thrust more of his power into it, controlling it enough to make it his own blast.
The giant ball grew to a gigantic scarlet ball that continued to grow as he poured more energy into it. The lightning crackled around him, striking both trees and mountains as the energy blast grew. When it was ready, he thrust it toward her, "Dodge THIS!"
The energy ball whistled from his fingertips as it broke into a sonic boom, aiming straight for her figure. She brought her hands back and quickly concentrated her energy into a blue spark that she also thrust forward, and a wave of energy shrieked from her body, completely incinerating the ball and heading straight for Piccolo.
He brought his arms before him and blocked the blast, spinning out of it as he picked up a boulder and thrust it toward her with all his strength. As she dodged the rock, he appeared behind her and smacked her in the neck, causing her to flinch and scream out in pain. "OOOOWWWW!!!!"
Pan backed away from Piccolo, rubbing her neck, "TIME OUT!" She waved her hands to signal the pausing of the fight.
Piccolo growled and felt the anger rise in him, "YOU IDIOT!!!! THAT WAS IT AND YOU CALLED A TIME OUT?!"
"$#&t." Pan hung her head, "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, I didn't realize that was it."
"THAT'S the time when the enemy is vulnerable! My entire left side was completely OPEN and you BLEW IT!!!"
"Alright, alright!!! I know I screwed up! I'll do it again, and right this time."
"You'd better." Piccolo crossed his arms and waited for Pan to take a breather, rubbing her neck as she gathered some of her energy back.
The entire week, Piccolo had been training Pan to detect vulnerabilities during combat. Every few minutes of fighting, he would purposely leave an area of his body open for a blow, and, at first, Pan was absolutely terrible at it. It involved some quick thinking he didn't even think she was able to do. But, after a while, she began to significantly improve. However, she was easily distracted by her own pain, often unable to detect vulnerabilities because she'd lose her concentration with a blow to her body, such as this case with her neck. He'd have to improve that.
Piccolo growled as he thought of everything he still needed to train her, and so little time left to do it before they'd have to make themselves known. Piccolo hovered a moment, watching her, and then landed on the ground. "I'm going to go grab some water."
Pan landed on the ground and sat on the soaked grass, dripping from both the rain and her own sweat, "Alright, I'll be here when you return."
Piccolo grunted and turned around, heading toward the cave. When he got there, he grabbed a coconut shell and went to the water hole, dipping it into the fresh water they collected every day and took a sip.
Sighing, he sat against the cave wall and took a deep breath. It was amazing how sore his body was. He hadn't had a workout like this in years. It was beginning to get to the point that Pan was actually wearing him out, which surprised him. She had a lot more stamina than he ever thought she could get.
He smirked when he thought of that. His training must really have been working so far. She might be tapping into those Mystic powers after all, without even realizing it.
He reached his coconut bowl to his lips again, but a loud buzz and shrieking pitch startled him enough to spit out his water and drop the bowl in surprise.
Piccolo stood on his feet and got into a battle stance, looking around, "Come out!!! I know you're there!!!"
The buzzing sound echoed in his ears again and the high frequency hum pierced his ears and sent a roaring pang through his head. "Aaaahhh??!" Piccolo grabbed his ears and squeezed his eyes shut, "STOP IT!!! STOP IT!!!"
The high frequency sounded like it was tuning, changing pitches until he could hear crackling "–it working? Can you hear me now???"
Piccolo stood straight and opened his eyes wide. "G-Goku?!" Piccolo blinked and looked around, "Goku??"
"Hi Piccolo!!! How's the training coming along?!"
Piccolo looked up to the ceiling of the cave, "GOKU!!!!" He shook his fist to the ceiling as if Goku could see him, "YOU GET BACK HERE ON EARTH RIGHT THIS INSTANT!!!"
"Woah, woah woahhhh!! What's wrong? I thought you had everything under control."
"I thought I did, too, until I heard that the EARTH IS GOING TO EXPLODE!!!!"
"Huh???" Piccolo could practically see Goku's confused expression, "But that isn't going to happen. We already gathered all the black star dragonballs."
"Yeah, and then guess what Baby did!!! He wished the Planet Tuffle into the Earth's orbit with the black star dragonballs and now, not only is the Earth going to explode, but there's no way of transferring all several billion people over to Tuffle! It's impossible!! Goku, get back here and instant transmit people to Tuffle NOW!!! It's going to take months, as it is!!!"
"But I can't! My training's not done! I can't leave without completing my training?!"
Piccolo could hear another startled voice in the background and some conversation break loose.
"Damn you, Goku." Piccolo muttered with snarl, "How is it you aren't trained yet?! You left for a year before Vegeta arrived and you came back ten times more powerful! And now you're gone for a year to fight Vegeta again and you're saying you're not strong enough?!"
Her heard another voice in the background mutter something along the lines of "Get away, shoo, give that to me, let me talk to him!"
There was a crackle, and then an old scratchy voice pierced his ears, "Kamicolo?! Is that YOU?!"
"Oh God." Piccolo groaned, "Not you."
"Are you telling me that the Planet Vegeta has been wished back?!"
"No. I said the Planet Tuffle!"
"YOU BAKA! Planet Tuffle IS the Planet Vegeta!!!"
"What??!" Piccolo blinked in complete befuddlement.
"You can't send people there!!! The gravity there is ten times Earth's gravity! Normal humans will be crushed!"
"You're saying this NOW?!" Piccolo groaned, "So what are we going to do?!"
"I don't know! Can't you make a wish on your dragonbibbles and make the planet the same as Earth's gravity?"
"No, I can't!"
"Can you create a new set of dragonbobbles then?"
Piccolo opened his mouth and shut it tightly as his eyes opened wide. "Oh my great Kais…" Piccolo blinked and stared blankly at the ceiling, "I… I… I can, can't I?" Piccolo blinked again and looked down at his hands, "Why didn't I think of that before?!" He realized his other set had been given to Dende. Piccolo didn't have a red star dragonball set anymore, meaning he was free to make new ones whenever he liked.
"You're right!" Piccolo clawed at his antennae, "YOU'RE RIGHT!!!"
"See? Didn't I tell you I'm a genius? Yes, yes, I know."
"For being a senile old fart like you, you actually came up with a good idea!" Piccolo shook his head, "But I don't know if we have enough time. It normally takes an entire year to make a normal powerful set. But if I could make a quickie set that had very little power in it, it could take… at least two months. But it would have enough power to change the gravity of a planet, that's for sure. That's an easy task. All that has to be done is removal of the inner core!" Piccolo laughed and almost skipped from joy, "And we get a freebie first wish because I'd have all the dragonballs with me when I make them!!!" He laughed and adjusted his hat. "Get Goku back on the line. I have a message for him."
He heard a shuffling and the mutter of some voices as the line was given back to his old friend. "Goku? Can you hear me?"
"Yeah? Hi Piccolo!"
"Goku, I want you back here in three months! That would have been 10 months since you've left, and we'd have made a wish on the dragonballs for the Planet Tuffle to have its inner core removed. The planet may end up being hollow, but it will eliminate the gravity, that's for sure!!" He grinned, "That means you can instant transmit people without any problems. Except Baby, of course, but we'll handle Baby. You just instant transmit people."
"I don't know, Piccolo. I hope my training is done, then, but I can understand the urgency of this. I'll see what I can do." There was a pause as the frequency threatened to alter a moment, "Well, I'm going to go talk to Pan now, so –"
"–NO!!!!!!!!!!!" Piccolo threw his fist up, "You will NOT talk to Pan! She is NOT TO KNOW about this, GOT IT?! If she knows you're alive, she's going to start believing she can depend on you to protect her! She can't be thinking that! Not after all I've done to train her so far!!! Do you hear me, Goku?"
The frequency was silent.
"Goku?!"
Silence.
"$#&T!" Piccolo kicked the wall.
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She sighed, observing her nails as she leaned against a slimy boulder.
Everything was wet. She was wet, the ground was wet, her hat and her outfit and her ears and eyes and mouth and everything… Everything was just… wet. And cold. But she learned to shut out the cold and keep her mind focused on other tasks at hand. She had to get as much energy wave training as she could into her schedule. Spring was only going to last a few months longer before it was going to get warmer again. It was already late November, and it wasn't long till summer would start down here in the southern hemisphere. Just a few more weeks, and then the rains would get light again, and Pan would have no storms to mask her power in anymore.
She adjusted the hat Piccolo had given her, which was modeled after his own. It was heavy on her at first, but she adjusted to the weight quickly. As long as it held her hair inside it, Piccolo was happy, so she made sure to wear it whenever she could.
Piccolo had been gone a while, now that she thought about it. She smirked to herself, He's probably more exhausted than I am, that old geezer! I sure wore him out! She chuckled at the idea that she was beginning to seriously give him problems on the battlefield. Almost every one of her punches struck home with him nowadays. She really was improving.
She yawned in the rain and leaned her head back against the wall, listening to the water quietly patter on the grass around her. Sometimes, when the wind would pick up, the water would fall more heavily and make a sort of scratchy staticky sound as it drenched the world. She noticed it was happening again at that moment, the scratchy sound becoming louder and louder.
She blinked in confusion and looked up. There was no reason why the sound should be increasing in volume. The rain was making a steady downpour, as she saw it.
Suddenly her head pounded with a high pitched frequency, and she doubled over, clutching her hands to her ears, "What the?!?!!" It only lasted a moment though, until she heard a voice come through.
"–an? Pan? Can you hear me, Pan?"
Pan blinked a moment and looked around in confusion. "Who? Who is that? Where are you?"
"Pan?!?! Panny!!!"
She stood up and shot her face to the sky, "Where are you!!! Show yourself!"
"I'm talking to you through Kibitoshin Kai right now! I'm in Other World. How are you?"
Pan's eyes widened as she tried to make out the voice. It had changed somewhat, becoming a slightly lower pitch, but she still could identify his voice anywhere…
Her eyes watered as her chest clenched, "G… Grandpa?"
"Wow Pan, I'm looking at you right now. You've really grown, Pan. I'm really proud of you. How's the training coming?"
Pan whimpered as her lower lip trembled, "I…I miss you, Grandpa…"
"I miss you, too, Pan. I can't wait till I see you again."
"Yeah…" Pan looked down dejectedly, "One day, I guess." She sniffled, "Don't forget about me."
The voice laughed, "Of course I won't forget about you! I'll see you in – … Uh oh." There was a crackle, "I have to go. Kibito is getting impatient with me."
"Wait! Grandpa!" Pan turned around while looking up into the rain, "Don't go! When can I talk to you again!!"
"I gotta go! Bye!"
"NO!! No Grandpa!!! WAIT! Don't… don't leave me again!!!"
Pan dropped to the wet soil and brought her hands to the ground, supporting herself as she hung her head and cried.
A figure stood over her and she could almost hear Piccolo's disappointment as he scowled at her crouched form.
Pan didn't even bother to say anything. She stood up and wiped her face, readying herself in a battle stance. A moment passed and she glared, "I thought we had a spar to finish."
Piccolo smirked and readied himself, "You're on."
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1 Week Later
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Days had passed since the last giant storm, and Pan and Piccolo had both been waiting on another cold front to come through so they could spar sufficiently again. Usually, during the times they would be needing to hide their ki, Piccolo would make her practice her ground fighting, and sometimes even take stabs at meditation so she could focus her ki more.
But lately, he had not been pressing her as hard. At first, she thought it was because he thought she deserved more time off. But after a while, she began to get suspicious. There was something else on Piccolo's mind, and she wasn't quite sure what it was. But, if she asked him, he always told her it was nothing important, but he'd tell her when the time came.
But a week after he started acting this way, he still hadn't told her, and it was beginning to tickle Pan's imagination, what Piccolo might be up to behind the scenes. While she went outside to train, he stayed indoors.
Pan decided that today, she'd 'accidentally' walk in on him, claiming to need some water. It sounded plausible enough. She just hoped he wouldn't get mad if she discovered a little secret of his. But she just couldn't hold her curiosity in any longer. She had to know.
Holding her breath and working up courage, she stood up and walked to the cave. When she reached the opening, she realized Piccolo wasn't by their usual beds. She walked deeper into the cave and came to the end, where a large crack in the rocks led to the cavern entrance. She thought she heard something coming from the large area, and she snuck quietly through the rocks and entered the large room lit by torches.
The bath frame had been moved to the far corner of the room, and in the middle, Piccolo was leaning over some sort of clay figurine, working as hard as he could to design it, using the edge of a twig to make details in the body.
Pan stood there and frowned slightly. Something about this situation just didn't really sit right with her.
Piccolo was still leaning over the figure when he said gruffly, "Well? Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to ask what I'm doing?"
"Well," Pan crossed her arms, "I figure you're not the type to take joy in sculpting art projects, so," she raised a brow, "what are you doing?"
Piccolo smirked and shook his head, "Give me a name."
Pan blinked, "A name?"
Piccolo looked at her and scowled, "Yes, a name. Pick a name."
"Any name?"
"Yes! Just say a name."
Pan frowned slightly and looked up. "Goku."
"Anything but that. Say any other name."
She raised a brow, "Grandpa???"
"Try again."
"Should I just make up some name?"
"Yeah, make it up."
"Vershmorgadorf."
There was a long pause. Piccolo just looked at her oddly for a moment and then shrugged his shoulders and got back to designing his clay figure, shaking his head slowly. "Goku, it is."
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-1/25/05-
