Chapter 9 - Stressed Nerves


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While the 'fight' between Gohan and Little Piccolo was in full swing, someone was fighting in another time ... namely Freezer with Bulma's mother. And the urge to run away. The woman just couldn't help it ... first she tried to change clothes for Freezer. She even remodels some of his pants so that they had an opening for his tail! Unfortunately she had got the things out of Vegeta's closet. And the selection of Vegeta's clothes when he wasn't wearing one of his combat suits was made by Bulma. The squeaky yellow pants and lilac shirt didn't really suit Freezer. And certainly not in this combination. Mrs. Briefs was in the process of picking out new clothes for him ... their color tastes were even worse than Bulma's. Well, Bulma must have got it from someone ... "I'm not a dress-up doll!"Freezer protested loudly. Mrs. Briefs smiled her friendly smile ..." It's not that bad ... Vegeta has got used to it too ... Besides, there will be a delicious meal afterwards. "Vegeta ...? This woman had put on the same theater with him ?! Freezer had to pull himself together to keep from laughing. And the thought of the meal reconciled him a little with this blonde pain in the ass. Because she could cook really good...


Two hours later ... and also lots of more or less colorful pants and shirts ... Freezer was sitting in the kitchen. In the meantime, Bulma's mother had tucked him into a pair of red and white striped trousers and a dark blue turtleneck sweater. "It's good that neither my people nor the guys from hell see me like that now ..." he sighed. His tail twitched nervously at the thought of what everyone would say about his appearance. Although ... at the embarrassing appearance that his Ginyu Sonderkommando always made, the boys should be very quiet ... In front of him was a huge strawberry cake with a lot of cream, which was now his full attention again.Frau Briefs cut a huge piece of the cake for him, put it on a plate, and then put it in front of him. She smiled her friendly smile ... "Well, Freezylein ... would you prefer coffee or cocoa?" Freezer winced ... 'Freezylein' ... Good heavens! The woman has nerves ... "Cocoa ..." He almost whispered. Shit, that was embarrassing! It's good that Vegeta isn't there ... By now Freezer knew that Vegeta also lived here. And also that he was wearing his clothes ... Well, he certainly won't mourn the scraps. He went for cocoa and strawberry cake ... man, was he full of food! Before that, this woman had already fed him a full five-course meal ... the cake was just dessert!




In the meantime, Gohan tried small piccolo, which had escaped him and is now being sold by the Capsule Corp. dashed to recapture. But it wasn't that easy at all ... Gohan was faster, but the mini version of the devil was much more underhanded.More than once Gohan slammed into a door that was slammed at the last moment ... or tripped over some thrown objects. The 'fight pea', as Yamcha and the now revived Kuririn Klein-Piccolo affectionately called it, enjoyed ... despite his bad mood and aggressiveness ... great popularity. It was just too weird to watch the green toddler jerk off the teenage boy chasing him over and over again. Finally ... after a two hour hunt, he had it! Gohan proudly came with his violently fidgeting trophy in his arms ... and quite exhausted ... to the others in the living room. "Hello son ... Well, do you have it?" Of course he had it! Gohan sat down in an armchair ... Four pairs of eyes looked at him. His father, Bulma, Yamcha, Kuririn ... The latter, however, rather eyed Piccolo. "It's really cute, the little one ..." he stated matter-of-factly. “I'm not cute, right ?!” Piccolo yelled at him, then growled dangerously."He can scream like a big guy ..." If Kuririn tried to provoke Piccolo, he did it really well. "Gohan ... What are you going to do with him now?" Bulma asked Son-Goku's future son. "I think I'll take him back to our time ... if we find a way back ..." Yes ... if ... That wasn't sure at all. Sure ... Bulma was a genius. So there was at least the possibility that she would find a solution ... but ... Well, first they would be at Capsule Corp. for a while. dwell. "Fine ... so you want to take him with you ... and what do you do with him UNTIL you take him?" Good question ... what did you do with a Namek child? There was a certain difference ... compared to human children ... right? Gohan didn't have to worry about that for the next few hours ... Little Piccolo was asleep. The chase had made him pretty tired ...




And the Piccolo of our time slept too ... It was night on the small planet on which they had landed.They had returned to their own ship but wanted to meet with the other group the next day. After all, they had the same goal ... so what could be more natural than helping each other? And the situation between Dario and the two Namekians had relaxed enough that they could at least be in one room together. They had heard a lot about Dario's Spirit ... but hardly seen anything. He was the absolute opposite of Möbius. Leto ... that was the name of the spirit ... lay asleep in Dario's pocket the whole time. It only came out once ... when Jem patted our bag and shouted "Hey, you snore nose! Come out ... we have a visitor!" The spirit floated out of the bag, lit up briefly ... it looked as if he had yawned ... then they 'heard' a telephatic murmur "Wasislos? Want to sleep ..." And he was gone again. The four young people, even Dario, had to laugh ... "Yes, that's typical Leto!" Said Jem, who wiped tears of laughter from his eyes.

Piccolo slept as I said ... but very restless. He had never dreamed anything before, but tonight was different. It was an unfamiliar experience and for him, and somehow unsettling. But he was also lucky ... the first dream of his life, and a nightmare right away. Later he only remembered a pair of reptile-like, yellow eyes that stared piercingly at him. And somehow ... he felt naked. And a cutting voice that kept whispering ... 'Traitor ... traitor! 'Restlessly he tried to turn on the other side, but couldn't. He woke up drenched in sweat ... He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Vegeta must have fallen out of bed in his sleep ... his was above Piccolo's. And now he was ... upside down, with his feet to Piccolo's head ... on top of him. Annoyed, the Namek pushed the Saiyan down from him ... Shit, that was difficult! He would not have expected this garden gnome.Well ... with the amounts that these Saiyajins stuffed into themselves ...


Fresh air. Piccolo desperately needed fresh air. The dream had probably gotten him pretty hard ... he opened the hatch of the spaceship and cursed the squeak it made. It seemed incredibly loud to him ... In reality it was neither audible for humans nor for Saiyajins, unless Piccolo could only have heard it from Dende. Piccolo stepped out into the cold night wind ... Ice cold. He had left his cloak and turban in the ship and was now freezing. Sweaty ... in the cold wind ... but he didn't feel like going back again. Besides ... at least that way he woke up and was able to shake off the memories of the dream. He paused for a moment in the cone of light that fell through the hatch onto the grass and the nearby bushes. Finally he went further into the darkness ... He hated to remember what had happened the last time he went it alone. Well, that couldn't happen here.This planet was peaceful ... agriculture ... some villages ... Piccolo stopped, a big tree in front of him. He sat on the ground with his back to the trunk. Legs outstretched ... he wasn't going to meditate. He just wanted to be quiet ... To see the darkness ... Slowly his gaze slid over the fields that were only partially visible ... in the distance two villages ... also the one from which they had fled that afternoon. Because the depression in which the four boys' ship was ... a stream ... Hey, something was wrong! Something was going on at the boys' ship ... Before he could finish this thought, however, he was pressed against the trunk by a tremendous pressure wave. And if this pressure wave hadn't already caused him to close his eyes, the harsh light of the following explosion would have it at the latest. Piccolo jumped up ... almost immediately Vegeta, Dende and Bulma came running out of the ship. Vegeta immediately ran to Piccolo ... both could now see that a fight was taking place on the ship of the other group.Not that aura fuss ... a good, solid fight. Piccolo turned to their ship and Bulma and Dende. "You two stay here ... we'll see what's going on!" And then Piccolo and Vegeta set off. You could only see two glowing stripes in the night sky ... "Good luck, guys!" Bulma looked after them worriedly.




Freezer meanwhile lay on the bed in the room Mrs. Briefs had given him ... He stared at the ceiling. One more bite and it would burst. He could get used to life here ... life ... such a cheese! He was dead ... Still ... it was very cozy here. He felt that something had changed in him. This irrepressible anger and hatred that he had felt for Namek and also in Hell ... evaporated. He took a deep breath. There was a feeling of contentment that he hadn't felt in a long time. It was especially strong when he was with his son. A happy family ... no.Something was still missing. The mother ... the mother of Ice. Lyssa ... Freezer closed his eyes. Immediately he saw her in his mind ... her long, smooth, supple tail ... the big, loving eyes ... They shone especially every time she held Ice in her arms. Her skin was so soft ... there was a slight purple tinge to it ... sometimes it seemed like pink to him. Suddenly he realized one thing ... he missed her! And another realization crept into his mind ... he had ruined his luck himself. He himself had killed Lyssa ... No ... He had murdered