Translation
Fanfic: Liebe auf Namekianisch 1
Chapter: Namekian Love 1
Some people and actions are fictitious in this FanFic. In addition, Piccolo and the other Namekians are male.
Have fun with my first story. I hope you like it:
Namekian love
Part 1
"Piccolo? Where are you?" Gohan had just landed on the platform in front of God's palace and was looking for his Namekian friend "Haaallo? Pic ..." "Why are you calling me?" Gohan turned around and recognized the big one Namek behind him "Ah, there you are. How are you?" The half-Saiyan was happy to see Piccolo. Nothing exciting had happened in a long time and Group Z had gradually lost sight of each other. Piccolo was also happy. He didn't let it show, but he also missed his friends, especially Son Gohan. "As always ..." the Namek said dismissively as usual. Gohan explained to his friend that they were planning to hold a party for Son Goten's birthday tonight.That was a good reason to arrange a meeting with the old friends. "Would you like to come?" "Okay," muttered Piccolo.
Later that day, Piccolo made his way to Chichi and Son Goku's house. It was quite a distance, but if he was flying fast it wouldn't be long. As he was flying over a desert, he noticed a strange aura. Something made him look. And really, there was a badly injured person down there. She was wrapped in a kind of white cloak and her face was covered by a hood. The coat was torn in places and stained with blood. He couldn't explain why, but he felt he had to help this person. After some hesitation, he took the injured body in his arms and made his way back to the palace.
When he got there, he put the creature carefully in a free bed in the palace and started looking for Popo and Dende. He found her laughing at the back of God's palace.They were playing cards. "What is / is going on, Piccolo?" asked the two at the same time. "Um ..." Suddenly he felt stupid because he made such a fuss about this person "Um ... I found someone there. A ... uh ... injured man. He's in the room next to mine" He turned and walked away from them both as quickly as he could. They looked after him, confused.
While Popo and Dende looked after the injured, Piccolo stood on the edge of the platform and thought. Why did I just take this person with me? It's not usually my style ... This strange aura ... Suddenly something shot up the way to the palace and landed next to Piccolo. "Oh, hello Son Gohan. What brings you here?" "Have you forgotten? We all wanted to meet today. Why didn't you come?" Piccolo remembered the party. "Uh ... something came up." The half-Saiyan looked thoughtfully at his friend. When the Namek saw Son Gohan's gaze, he suggested that they could meet tomorrow to train.He didn't want Son Gohan to be mad at him.
Have fun with my first story. I hope you like it:
Namekian love
Part 1
"Piccolo? Where are you?" Gohan had just landed on the platform in front of God's palace and was looking for his Namekian friend "Haaallo? Pic ..." "Why are you calling me?" Gohan turned around and recognized the big one Namek behind him "Ah, there you are. How are you?" The half-Saiyan was happy to see Piccolo. Nothing exciting had happened in a long time and Group Z had gradually lost sight of each other. Piccolo was also happy. He didn't let it show, but he also missed his friends, especially Son Gohan. "As always ..." the Namek said dismissively as usual. Gohan explained to his friend that they were planning to hold a party for Son Goten's birthday tonight.That was a good reason to arrange a meeting with the old friends. "Would you like to come?" "Okay," muttered Piccolo.
Later that day, Piccolo made his way to Chichi and Son Goku's house. It was quite a distance, but if he was flying fast it wouldn't be long. As he was flying over a desert, he noticed a strange aura. Something made him look. And really, there was a badly injured person down there. She was wrapped in a kind of white cloak and her face was covered by a hood. The coat was torn in places and stained with blood. He couldn't explain why, but he felt he had to help this person. After some hesitation, he took the injured body in his arms and made his way back to the palace.
When he got there, he put the creature carefully in a free bed in the palace and started looking for Popo and Dende. He found her laughing at the back of God's palace.They were playing cards. "What is / is going on, Piccolo?" asked the two at the same time. "Um ..." Suddenly he felt stupid because he made such a fuss about this person "Um ... I found someone there. A ... uh ... injured man. He's in the room next to mine" He turned and walked away from them both as quickly as he could. They looked after him, confused.
While Popo and Dende looked after the injured, Piccolo stood on the edge of the platform and thought. Why did I just take this person with me? It's not usually my style ... This strange aura ... Suddenly something shot up the way to the palace and landed next to Piccolo. "Oh, hello Son Gohan. What brings you here?" "Have you forgotten? We all wanted to meet today. Why didn't you come?" Piccolo remembered the party. "Uh ... something came up." The half-Saiyan looked thoughtfully at his friend. When the Namek saw Son Gohan's gaze, he suggested that they could meet tomorrow to train.He didn't want Son Gohan to be mad at him.