7th part




“WHAT ?!” Krillin and the others rolled over laughing. They had just learned that Piccolo had gotten their driver's license with Son Goku before the Cell Games. Everyone struggled (understandably) to imagine Piccolo squeezed into a car in jeans, a T-shirt and sneakers. “Oh, man, I don't believe it!” Yamcha wiped his tears away. "From devil to taxi driver! A really steep career, Piccolo, I have to say that!" "ACH YES ?? !! Really very funny !!" Piccolo was red with anger and had defiantly crossed his arms over his chest. He glanced grimly at son Gohan, who was still frightened and held his hands over his mouth. The story had actually slipped out of his mind, even though Piccolo had asked him back then to keep quiet about the matter. But it was too late now. Embarrassed, Son Gohan glanced at his friend and hoped that Piccolo wouldn't take the little mishap too badly against him.

The fact that Piccolo had a driver's license was really absurd, Piccolo knew that too, of course. What was he supposed to do with it? He could fly. In addition, he did not own a car and had never planned to buy one. He only took part in all this nonsense because of Chichi - and ultimately because of Son Goku. If he had kept his mouth shut that Piccolo didn't have a driver's license either, Chichi would not have had her adventurous idea in the first place. The way Piccolo thought about it, he had to smile. The time with his friend Son Goku was really great - despite the often difficult and hard times. But somehow they always got through everything and Piccolo learned a lot from it. Well ... they didn't get away the last time ... "I'm really sorry, Piccolo." Son Gohan's voice tore the Namek from his thoughts. "It's okay. As long as you don't give details ..." "Details ?? !!!"Yamcha heard for the first time since


Minutes on laughing, sat up and poked up. "You say the details? How, what, where? Come on, tell us, don't excite us any longer." The friends stretched their heads to Piccolo and pricked up their ears. No detail was allowed to escape them. Piccolo felt their uncomfortable looks and looked slightly embarrassed at the lively group. "No way!" he snorted and sat down next to Gohan again. "Don't you want to go on eating? After all, Master Popo has tried so hard ..." Again Yamcha, who at first had a fit of laughter. Holding his stomach, he pointed to the Namek. “Just look how red it gets!” After everyone was laughing again, Piccolo couldn't help but join in. It has been a long time since our friends had such a cozy and relaxed round. Even Krillin laughed, even if his thoughts were at times completely different ...



To be continued if you want ...