The following day was sunny like the previous. Mr. Popo was out training with Goku and Krillin, when all of a sudden Kami stepped out of the Lookout, humming with a bright smile on his face. He filled his lungs with the fresh morning air and let it out with a sigh of pure content. Everyone stopped in their place as they stared in wonder at the sudden change in Kami's behavior.
Kami continued his stroll happily and stopped when he noticed the others.
"Ah, good morning Mr. Popo, children." he greeted. "What a lovely day today, isn't it?"
Goku was the first one to snap out of the shock, and he ran towards the Guardian.
"Good to see you around, Kami! Are you feeling better?"
"Oh, much better, Goku." The Guardian answered, ruffling the boy's hair.
"Why don't you go sparring with Krillin, I need to borrow Mr. Popo for a while." he continued.
"Sure thing!" Goku agreed, and ran towards the other side of the Lookout, grabbing Krillin by his hand on the way and literally dragging the still shocked bald kid along.
"K-Kami…" Mr. Popo said, taking a step closer to his Master. He still didn't how what to make of this sudden change in Kami's behavior.
"You're doing wonders to them." The Guardian noted, referring to the advancement in the children's power; suddenly remembering what he originally had come to see the caretaker for.
"Oh, yes! Mr. Popo, would you happen to have any paint? I tried to look for some but couldn't find any."
"Umm… Yes, I think so. Why?" The black man asked, still very confused by Kami's sudden chipper mood.
"Oh, I just thought my room could use some re-decorating." The Guardian said, smirking mysteriously.
"Oh, alright…" Mr. Popo said, still looking like a big black question mark.
"Well, what color would you like the walls to be painted to?" he asked, wondering what was wrong with the current, maroon walls.
"Oh, well what I had in mind was something in the lines of yellow and white... And maybe adding some light blue in order to separate the two; as the border."
Mr. Popo found also the new choice of colors most peculiar. What on Earth was going on?
"I'll be arranging my room so that you may begin the job immediately. I'll see you soon, Mr. Popo." Kami said, leaving the scene the same way he had arrived; humming happily.
The caretaker was left alone speechless, staring at the departing back of his Master.
"Well, I'll be." Was all he could say, before he also left to retrieve the paints and other necessary items Kami had requested.
When he returned, he came across the old Guardian in the corridors of the Lookout.
"Oh, there you are, Mr. Popo. Come, everything is ready for the paint job."
As they walked towards Kami's private quarters, the caretaker could no longer help but ask what was going on.
"Kami?" he asked.
"Yes, Mr. Popo?"
"I hope you don't mind me asking… But why all the sudden changes? You were depressed for so long and now you're like a completely different person. And what's with the sudden desire to re-paint your walls?"
The old Guardian chuckled. "I see where you're coming from. Let's just say that until yesterday, there was no reason for me to be happy."
The black man became curious. "And now there is? What happened yesterday that made you so happy?"
By now they had reached the door to Kami's room and stopped. A faint purple hue spread on the cheeks of the Guardian, as a coy smile appeared on his face as he turned his sight away from the caretaker a little awkwardly. He also began gently stroking his belly and this puzzled Mr. Popo greatly.
"Yes. The Most Supreme has blessed me in a greater way that I, his servant, could have never even dared to think possible. And as for the walls… Well, I just didn't think the maroon color would do justice to a nursery." Kami smiled, mysteriously.
"A what?" The fat genie asked, not sure if he had heard his Master right.
"You see, Mr. Popo… Only the Most Supreme knows how, but… I… I have a strong reason to believe that I am with child." the Guardian said, blushing, holding onto his belly in an affectionate way.
Mr. Popo couldn't believe his ears. He just stared at his Master with his mouth open wide as Kami opened the door to his quarters; and the sight the caretaker met did not improve his state of shock, more like the opposite.
Though everything had been moved in the middle of the huge room to give him space to paint the walls, Mr. Popo immediately spotted two items that he had never seen before. Right next to Kami's king-sized bed was a small, but very beautiful crib and a little further was a pretty, little change table. There was no doubt Kami had stayed up late while making them.
"I'll be going now." Kami said, while Mr. Popo just kept staring at the room. "I've neglected my duties long enough, so I have lots to catch up on. You know where to find me after you're done."
That said, the Guardian left the room and closed the door. It took a while for Mr. Popo to snap out of his shock and when he did, only one thought occupied his mind:
"Kami has gone mad…"