Outside:

Two half breed saiyan boys, Goten and Trunks, were sparing in the backyard of the Son family house when the purple haired boy noticed his mom's car parked off to the side of the house.

"Oh, mom's here. Come on Goten, let's see what's up." the smaller raven haired boy nodded and followed his best friend inside.

"Hey, what's everyone laughing about in there?" Goten asked. Trunks shrugged and the two boys peeked into the kitchen, and their eyes widened at the sight before them. Bulma and Chi Chi were seated at the table, but they were hunched over and their shoulders shook with laughter. Gohan was grinning like an idiot and holding up a very green, very angry, namekian child.

"Is that Dende?" Goten whispered. His best buddy stared hard at the kid and shook his head. "Naw. He's too small and grumpy." Goku's youngest offspring nodded, slightly more confused.

"Well if he isn't Dende, then who is he?" Goten accidentally spoke too loud and caught the squirming namek's attention.

"Oh this is just fantastic! Why not let Goku walk in on this humiliating scene?!" unfortunately for the Green Bean, a tall, muscular man with an orange fighting outfit and messy hair walked in through the front door, a fish about as big as him over his shoulder. He had a slight look of disappointment in his coal black eyes.

"I didn't mean it literally!" the green skinned child in Gohan's arms squirmed from his grasp and tried to make a run for it, but Goku grabbed him by the arm and looked at him with the curiosity of a child.

"Who's this? A new friend?" Goku blinked as the namekian kid's face turned purple and his large ears twitch uncomfortably. Gohan shook his head.

"No. That's Piccolo."

Goku blinked and looked hard at the green skinned kid in his grasp. Goten covered his mouth as a gasp escaped his lips.

"Wow! That really is Piccolo!" the little half breed shouted as he rushed over to get a closer look. Trunks was right next to him.

By this point Piccolo had had enough. He twisted out of his shirt and bolted out the door before anyone could snatch him up again. Never before had he been so humiliated, it was worse than when Goku beat him at their fist battle in the 23rd martial arts tournament.

The Son's and two Briefs stared at the swinging door for a moment longer before Gohan broke the silence.

"So how did Piccolo get so… small?" the attention was turned away from the door and onto the older half breed. Bulma slightly blushed in embarrassment as she raised her hand a little.

"It was an accident, but somehow he was shrunk down into a kid. Still gotta figure out how that happened exactly." the blue haired woman explained, looking down at her fiddling fingers with pursed lips.

Trunks walked over to the table and rested his head in his arms as he sat next to his mother, eyes dropping with boredom. Bulma placed her hand in his violet hair and ruffed it a bit as she sat up.

"So are you gonna find a way to fix him or what?" Chi Chi asked. Bulma shrugged.

"Or we could use the dragon balls. It'll take them a few more months to become usable but I'm sure you're all patient enough to wait." Briefs suggested. Gohan and Goten seemed a bit excited by the news.

Goku set his large fish against the wall and stretched his arms over his head "Sounds good. I'll go get him so he can stay here. Don't want the little guy to get hurt." And before Chi Chi could say her vote, the happy saiyan was gone.

Sorry if this chapter isn't all that amazing. It's somewhat rushed and I often have trouble putting things into words. Also Goku seemed disappointed cuz the fish he caught wasn't twice his size like normal. It was just as big as him.