Chapter 5: What About Deedo?




Piccolo felt uncomfortable in being confused. And after he was jostled for the third time, his collar burst. "Quiet!" He shouted loudly and angrily through the kitchen. Vegeta wanted to get up and protest against Piccolo, but let it go because a piece of chicken got stuck in his throat. "Where's Deedo?" Crilin asked, grinning. "Outside, she's asleep," Piccolo replied with a snappy undertone. "And what do we do with her now," Tenshinhan asked everyone. "Throw them to the sharks to eat," replied Vegeta, who had since recovered from the assassination of the insidious chicken. When Vegeta noticed that none of his report was paying attention, he sat down at the table, insulted. "She is very strong! The way she finished c16 was already impressive. In the fight against Cell and the cyborgs she would certainly be a help," said Son-Goku thoughtfully. "What!?! I'm supposed to fight a chick?"Vegeta spoke up again." Cool off, "growled Piccolo." And who's asking for your help? "Crilin asked with a sideways glance at Piccolo." I don't care, "grunted Vegeta." I suggest Piccolo, after all, he saved her, "suggested Crilin." All right, "Son-Goku affirmed Crilin's suggestion. Everyone looked at Piccolo. Who in the meantime tried to move unobtrusively into the living room. He wouldn't have objected to Deedo, but Crilin's stupid thing He grinned roughly at the pointer. Unfortunately nothing came of the weaning. Son-Goku grabbed him by the collar and pushed him into the garden. "Then tell us how it went," Son-Goku shouted quickly before they did Door too much.


Piccolo wanted to protest first, but then let it go. Carefully he approached Deedo, who had just woken up again. She stretched and greeted him with a friendly hello. Piccolo sat down next to her. He carefully began to explain the predicament they were in and then asked her for help, also on behalf of the others.Deedo agreed without thinking about it for a long time. Piccolo worried her about the dangers and that she might even die. But Deedo left it completely cold. She just said: If I'm in danger, you can save me, but now I'm hungry. Then she hooked up to Piccolo and dragged him towards the kitchen. Once there, Piccolo informed the others that Deedo would fight by their side. "Especially about yours," Crilin commented with an even wider grin than before. While Piccolo was blushing again, it didn't seem to bother Deedo. She smiled calmly at Piccolo and then sat down at the table. Piccolo does the same to her. Deedo had a little salad, had a brief chat with Gohan, Chichi and Crilin and then went outside into the garden. Where she then lay down in a deck chair and enjoyed the sun.




Chapter 6: The Holiday or Holding Hands




The next day, group Z, including Deedo, decided that they wanted to have a day off for training today.So a holiday. Goku devoted himself entirely to his food, while Gohan played cards with Crilin and Trunks. Tenshinhan slept for a while and Chaozu helped Chichi with the food. Yamcha did the same to Tenshinhan, only Vegeta didn't want to know about a break from training. And was about to thin out when Bulma held him back. "You want to do something? Then please! Take care of Trunks while I go shopping," Bulma said and put the little Trunks in Vegeta's hand. Before Vegeta came to protest, she drove away in her car. Piccolo, who found it all very childish, sat in the shade. Quite unexpectedly, Deedo took his hand, smiled at him and asked if he would like to go for a walk with her. Before Piccolo could answer, Deedo was pulling him after him. Piccolo didn't know how to react. In the normal case he would have cooked one over the other. So he let himself be dragged along without hesitation. When they had walked a few meters, Deedo hung up on Piccolo and asked curiously what kind of race he belonged to."I'm a Namek from Planet Namek," Piccolo replied proudly. I looked at Deedo in admiration, whereupon he bowed his head, embarrassed. They walked a few yards without speaking. Deedo made no move to let go of Piccolo's arm, which meant that Piccolo's head became more and more red.


Just before they got back to Bulma's house, Deedo stopped. Piccolo looked at her inquiringly. "You are so cute when you blush," said Deedo, completely indifferent, and kissed Piccolo on the cheek. Piccolo was completely surprised, happy, sad, angry, all at once. He would have tipped a hair out of the mountain. Then she happily jumped off in the direction of the kitchen. Piccolo went to the others. Crilin showed it up first. Something about Piccolo was different. There was a big, wide grin on his face. "Is what?" Goku asked with my mouth full. "You don't have to know everything," said Piccolo, sitting in his favorite spot in the shade.Piccolo couldn't stop grinning, he was embarrassed, but nothing could be done about that. "Are you sick for grinning so stupidly," Vegeta said in a disparaging tone. Washed! Piccolo's grin was gone. Crilin wailed, I would have loved to have had a photo of it. "What a kid's shit," thought Piccolo and leaves the field.


It was getting dark and the training day off was nearing its end. Everyone had already gone to sleep, only Piccolo was still sitting in front of the TV and grumbling about the bad night program. He hadn't seen Deedo since the kiss on the cheek. How should he react? But he didn't have time to think about it any longer. The living room door opened and Deedo stuck his head sleepily inside. "It's half past twelve, what are you still doing here?" asked Deedo, half asleep. "Far off," said Piccolo in a squeaky voice. God embarrassed him. But Deedo was so tired that she didn't even notice."Slide over," she whispered, and snuggled next to him on the sofa. "And now?" Piccolo thought. The room was completely dark, only the light from the television illuminates the room. Piccolo took a deep breath, gathered up all his courage, and took Deedo's hand. She opened her eyes briefly, looked at Piccolo, and then snuggled closer to him. Satisfied, Piccolo put his arm around her without saying anything and then fell asleep with her in front of the television.