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Fanfic: Piccolo beschwört die Dragon Balls herauf (Teil1)

Chapter: Piccolo conjures up the Dragon Balls (part 1)

>> speaking << -> thinking <




Piccolo, who had meanwhile reunited with God, began to look around the earth. Namekians, where there were no women, gagged (I thought spitting it out a bit stupidly) eggs, which hatched after a short time. More or less there were only men on (New) Namek. Men, with a great feminine side. But Piccolo, he probably had a very, very small feminine side, because he slowly began to be interested in earth women.


> Shit, that's probably the influence of the people! I can't suddenly develop feelings for earth women ... <


- >> Piccolo, what have you got? Lately you have been flying to earth more often and you are very relaxed. If I didn't know better, I would think you were in love ... Piccolo? << - >> WHAT? Dende, you greenhorn, just shut up ...! <<


Piccolo would have turned red if he could have turned red. However, it then becomes purple in the face (logical, or: green + red = purple).

He quickly looked elsewhere so that neither Dende nor Popo could see this. But exactly at this moment Son-Goku teleported and asked Piccolo: >> Why are you Lila? << - >> I .. I'm not purple! << Now Dende also interfered: >> So is it true? << - >> What's true? That I'm alive again ??? Yes, as you can see ... << Piccolo breathed a sigh of relief: Dende seemed to have meant Goku.


Not him.




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At night, however, Piccolo also dreamed of an earth woman. From this breathtaking lady (_Punk - no, was just kidding * gg *) Piccolo had fallen in love with. However, when she discovered him (he had sent her a dream in which he wanted to get to know her) she ran away screaming and didn't even turn around. He really wanted to visit her. Say "Hello" ...


But he wondered if he should really dare. He decided otherwise. At night he appeared to her in a beautiful, male and human body (the way it would look if he had been born a human) in a dream:

>> Hello, I am your dream man! Piccolo smiled. - >> Yes, is that you? My dream man? Don't I have to decide that? << - >> No, I'm not your dream man, not yet. I am the man who appears in your dreams ... << - >> What kind of strange dreams do I have? << she asked herself. Then she woke up. But something shot through her head: >> Tonight I'll visit you again ... <<




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Now Piccolo calmed down and went to sleep. He would wait for her all day. But Dende was watching him. He would never be undisturbed. Piccolo meditated all day. In the evening, he followed her every move (well, when she was in the bathroom, he didn't look). When she fell asleep, he went back to her dream:


>> There you are again, dream man! <<, she greeted him. >> Yes. I said, from now on I will always visit you ... << - >> Are you real or are you what children often see as their invisible friend?Well, if you're not real, you probably wouldn't admit it. What kind of subconscious do I have? << - >> Do you really want to know? << - >> What kind of subconscious do I have? Naturally! << - >> No, whether I am real or not? << - >> Yes, but I would much rather learn something about my subconscious! << - >> I can't tell you anything about that. Unfortunately. What's your name? << - >> You should actually know that ... << - >> No, where from ?? Am I real? << - >> First you tell me what your name is! << - >> Okay. My name is .. << - >> What? << - >> .. Piccolo << - >> Piccolo? << - >> That is Namekian and means> foreign world <... <- >> foreign world? << - >> Now please wake up .. << She actually woke up and looked at the clock: It was only 2 o'clock at night.




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