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Fanfic: Piccolo und Shalina 8
Chapter: Piccolo and Shalina 8
Hi here is your Shalina again!
You're right, Megumi. Is my ff * g *. But no worry. If Picco really dies, I'll bring the Dragonballs into play (or fanfic). Bulma was also unable to provide the 350,000 kilimas. I'm going to write the Euro / Kilimas rate to all of you: 1 € = 2 (/ (Kilimas). So that's 350,000 (/ approx. 700,000 €. It's a little bit much, but it's just none) fanfic.
Well, here's the eighth part. I don't know yet how many parts there will be. But still count on six more parts.
Have fun while reading. P.S .: Listen to greade Eminem's cleaning out my closet, wild america and Without me. (if someone cares) until then.
After ten minutes everything was settled. Goku was so nice and teleported to the bank to transfer the money. Now he was back. "How long do you have to wait before you have an operation, Uncle Picco?" Asked Pan, sitting on Piccolo's lap.“The doc said you have to check first whether the money has also been transferred to the account. Then I will get informed at some point. Probably by noon tomorrow. "" Great. I'll keep my fingers crossed for you that you'll make it. "" I like to hear that, Pani-mausi. "Piccolo smiled at Pan and ruffled her short black hair. Then he let it down again. The three-year-old (I've changed the age of the charas a bit. By the way, I also came up with one for picco. He's 25 and Gohan is now 20) went outside into the garden, just like the other Z-Fighters. Bulma's mother had put some glasses of iced tea there. "Tell me, Bulma. Where is Vegeta anyway? I haven't seen him today." who is training again. He said that since working he had completely neglected his training. Now he wants to catch up on everything. "" Well, this is our Vegeta. But it was a bit of a miracle that you were able to persuade him to help out at all.How did you do that "" With my natural charm. "Picolo looked at her suspiciously. ,,Let me guess. You made him a minner? "" Exactly. "Everyone laughed. "Hey Piccolo. Do you fancy a little fight? "" I don't know ... Okay. But woe to you if you transform, Gohan. I haven't fought in a long time. "Piccolo and Gohan flew to a remote place about fifteen lilometers from town and landed There. “So let's get started, Gohan. "Piccolo went into attack position. ,,,, Actually, I wanted to talk to you, Piccolo." The tall Namek looked at Gohan questioningly. “And about what? "Gohan went into the shade of a large tree and let himself fall to the ground. Piccolo did the same." ... Have you ever thought about what happens if you don't survive the op? "" Sure Then I'll die. So what? You have the dragon balls. "" I know. That's it. You've died twice already, Piccolo. Again, and you can't go back."" Don't spin around, Gohan. There are still the Namekian dragon balls. They can bring someone back several times. Over ten times. "" But not if they died, of course. And then of course you will die because ... "Gohan almost panicked. Piccolo slapped him. Gohan came to his senses again. ,, ... Thank you. I needed that." "You're welcome, short one . But now stop talking about death. I can’t hear it anymore. It's almost like a conspiracy against me. I will survive this little harmless procedure. Doctors do this every day. It's routine for them. This damn operation is going to save my life, Gohan. If I do NOT let him do it, then I am doomed to die. And do you know why? The tumor will continue to spread day after day; over my entire body. It will eat me up and weaken me physically and mentally. I will no longer be able to walk, let alone fight or float.He will tie me to the bed ... and at some point I will no longer be able to eat. Then it eats its way into my lungs and probably my heart too. I will perish miserably if I don't have this goddamn (sorry, Dende) procedure done. And I still have a lot to do in my life. Quite the opposite of my father. He has only achieved one thing. Namely that Goku killed him because he was too power hungry and wanted to rule the whole world. I am not like my father. He didn't have anything. Not even someone who likes or loves him. He didn't even have a home. But I ; I have good friends who are always by my side, a girlfriend and a home. And I still want to achieve something. I want to marry Shalina and start a family. I would like to see my children have children and they too. I don't want to scratch off and bless the temporal in the prime of my life, Gohan. Damn it. i'm only twenty-five!I ... "PATSCH. This time it was Gohan who reached out to Piccolo." Sorry, Piccolo. But you're completely mad. It had to be. ",, ... Never mind. I deserve it. I'm way too upset about everything. Oh Gohan. What shall I do. "Piccolo pulled his knees to his body, wrapped his arms around them and put his head on his knees. He looked straight ahead, perplexed." He felt Gohan leaning against his shoulder. Piccolo blushed a little and looked at his former student surprised. ,, ... First you will wait what will happen to you in the hospital. Then you will see. Trust me, Piccolo. "Gohan looked his former mentor in the eyes. “You're right, Gohan. First of all, wait and see what will happen to me. "Piccolo ruffled Gohan's head (only for INFO. The lean was just out of pure friendship. So it doesn't belong in the schounen-ai category. Just so you don't think anything wrong). ,, ... So now let's but still fight a little.Otherwise I'll really get out of shape and get a stomach and your father-in-law. "Gohan had to smile a bit about Piccolo's just said." Open up. "The two went into attack position and did a training match. As promised, Gohan didn't turn into a super sayiajin, anyway. Piccolo had to work hard to keep up. After about an hour they came back. Exhausted, they sank into a garden chair and wiped their faces to get rid of the sweat. "Here you two. Catch. "Shalina threw them a towel. ,, Thank you, Shali ... Au man. Such a little warm-up fight is really good. Do you think so too, Gohan?" ,, Yes, you are right .. By the way, you are still as fit as you are earlier. "Hey, what does that mean. As before. It was only three months in which I didn't train. Unfortunately, you can see that on me ..." Piccolo lifted his shirt a little and pressed his stomach. ,, ... I've gained weight. Take a look at that, Gohan.That’s a real beer belly. "" Oh what. That is completely normal, Piccolo. Everyone has a small belly. That is the baby fat. And it doesn’t go away, no matter how often and how hard you train. Look, even I have a small belly. "Videl came up to the two of them and had to grin. ,, What are you doing there. Washboard stomach comparison? "" No. We're talking about our physical shape ... Do you think I've gotten fat, Videl? "Asked Piccolo and looked uncertainly at Videl." No. You look like you always do. You haven't changed at all, Piccolo. "" She's right, my big one. You're still my sweet cuddly bear. "Shalina interfered and gave Piccolo a kiss on the cheek. She sat on his lap and snuggled against his chest. Piccolo put his arms around her. “If you say that, it must be true, my little orchdee. "Piccolo also gave her a kiss on the cheek. Piccolo took his glass of iced tea and drank it in one gulp. He was thirsty. And not too short.And drinking the glass in one go, without putting it down, was a good achievement, because half a liter of liquid fit in there. Piccolo poured himself more, then repeated it. 'He must drink at least three liters of fluids a day. Even when he's not training. In the evening, around half past five, Piccolo and Shalina flew back to the palace. They crumbled into Piccolo's room at once and locked the door. (CAUTION, A LOVE SCENE!) Piccolo had locked the door and was still carrying Shalina in his arms. He carried her to the bed. He carefully lowered Shalina in front of the bed. ,, ... I love you, Piccolo. "" Me too, Shalina. "They exchanged a tender kiss. Shalina slowly unbuttoned Piccolo's shirt and then removed it from his chest. Piccolo did the same. Slowly they undressed each other. And over and over again they explored each other's skin. Now they only stood facing each other in underwear. Shalina only wore her black panties and black bra; Piccolo only had his burgundy boxer shorts.But these also flew quickly somewhere in a corner of the room. Shalina crossed her arms behind Piccolo's neck. Kissing passionately, she pulled him onto the large king-size bed with her. Piccolo was downstairs. Shalina began to fondle his neck. She traced every muscle in Piccolo's with her fingers. He seemed to like it. Very soon she replaced her fingers with her tongue. Piccolo gave a slight sigh and shortly afterwards an excited gasp. The two Namekians spent the night together. The next morning, it was around half past ten, there was a knock on the door of the room. Piccolo opened his eyes tiredly. He sat up. ,, ... Piccolo. Open up at last. Telephone for you, you sleepyhead! "Dende pounded on the solid wood door outside. ,, ... Yes, yes. I'm coming on. I'm just putting on something." Piccolo pulled on fresh boxer shorts and opened the door a crack. Dende looked at him in surprise. “What is it, Dende. I thought there was a conversation for me."" .. Uh yes. It's the doctor from the hospital. Here. Piccolo took the phone. The doctor spoke to him. Piccolo's face slowly broke into a grin. "Ok. Then I'll come today ... What? ... No, I haven't eaten anything. I just got up .. Ok, I'll hold on to it. See you then. "Piccolo hung up again." Yes! Ready to go. I'm supposed to come to the operating room today. Everything is already prepared. "" That's great, Piccolo. "" I have to wake Shalina. "He put the phone in Dende's hand and disappeared back into his room. He sat down on the edge of the bed and carefully shook Shalina's shoulder." ... Mhhh ... What is it, Piccolein ... "Shalina sat down upright and looked at him sleepily. “The doc just called, mousebones. (* ggg *) He said I can come.
You're right, Megumi. Is my ff * g *. But no worry. If Picco really dies, I'll bring the Dragonballs into play (or fanfic). Bulma was also unable to provide the 350,000 kilimas. I'm going to write the Euro / Kilimas rate to all of you: 1 € = 2 (/ (Kilimas). So that's 350,000 (/ approx. 700,000 €. It's a little bit much, but it's just none) fanfic.
Well, here's the eighth part. I don't know yet how many parts there will be. But still count on six more parts.
Have fun while reading. P.S .: Listen to greade Eminem's cleaning out my closet, wild america and Without me. (if someone cares) until then.
After ten minutes everything was settled. Goku was so nice and teleported to the bank to transfer the money. Now he was back. "How long do you have to wait before you have an operation, Uncle Picco?" Asked Pan, sitting on Piccolo's lap.“The doc said you have to check first whether the money has also been transferred to the account. Then I will get informed at some point. Probably by noon tomorrow. "" Great. I'll keep my fingers crossed for you that you'll make it. "" I like to hear that, Pani-mausi. "Piccolo smiled at Pan and ruffled her short black hair. Then he let it down again. The three-year-old (I've changed the age of the charas a bit. By the way, I also came up with one for picco. He's 25 and Gohan is now 20) went outside into the garden, just like the other Z-Fighters. Bulma's mother had put some glasses of iced tea there. "Tell me, Bulma. Where is Vegeta anyway? I haven't seen him today." who is training again. He said that since working he had completely neglected his training. Now he wants to catch up on everything. "" Well, this is our Vegeta. But it was a bit of a miracle that you were able to persuade him to help out at all.How did you do that "" With my natural charm. "Picolo looked at her suspiciously. ,,Let me guess. You made him a minner? "" Exactly. "Everyone laughed. "Hey Piccolo. Do you fancy a little fight? "" I don't know ... Okay. But woe to you if you transform, Gohan. I haven't fought in a long time. "Piccolo and Gohan flew to a remote place about fifteen lilometers from town and landed There. “So let's get started, Gohan. "Piccolo went into attack position. ,,,, Actually, I wanted to talk to you, Piccolo." The tall Namek looked at Gohan questioningly. “And about what? "Gohan went into the shade of a large tree and let himself fall to the ground. Piccolo did the same." ... Have you ever thought about what happens if you don't survive the op? "" Sure Then I'll die. So what? You have the dragon balls. "" I know. That's it. You've died twice already, Piccolo. Again, and you can't go back."" Don't spin around, Gohan. There are still the Namekian dragon balls. They can bring someone back several times. Over ten times. "" But not if they died, of course. And then of course you will die because ... "Gohan almost panicked. Piccolo slapped him. Gohan came to his senses again. ,, ... Thank you. I needed that." "You're welcome, short one . But now stop talking about death. I can’t hear it anymore. It's almost like a conspiracy against me. I will survive this little harmless procedure. Doctors do this every day. It's routine for them. This damn operation is going to save my life, Gohan. If I do NOT let him do it, then I am doomed to die. And do you know why? The tumor will continue to spread day after day; over my entire body. It will eat me up and weaken me physically and mentally. I will no longer be able to walk, let alone fight or float.He will tie me to the bed ... and at some point I will no longer be able to eat. Then it eats its way into my lungs and probably my heart too. I will perish miserably if I don't have this goddamn (sorry, Dende) procedure done. And I still have a lot to do in my life. Quite the opposite of my father. He has only achieved one thing. Namely that Goku killed him because he was too power hungry and wanted to rule the whole world. I am not like my father. He didn't have anything. Not even someone who likes or loves him. He didn't even have a home. But I ; I have good friends who are always by my side, a girlfriend and a home. And I still want to achieve something. I want to marry Shalina and start a family. I would like to see my children have children and they too. I don't want to scratch off and bless the temporal in the prime of my life, Gohan. Damn it. i'm only twenty-five!I ... "PATSCH. This time it was Gohan who reached out to Piccolo." Sorry, Piccolo. But you're completely mad. It had to be. ",, ... Never mind. I deserve it. I'm way too upset about everything. Oh Gohan. What shall I do. "Piccolo pulled his knees to his body, wrapped his arms around them and put his head on his knees. He looked straight ahead, perplexed." He felt Gohan leaning against his shoulder. Piccolo blushed a little and looked at his former student surprised. ,, ... First you will wait what will happen to you in the hospital. Then you will see. Trust me, Piccolo. "Gohan looked his former mentor in the eyes. “You're right, Gohan. First of all, wait and see what will happen to me. "Piccolo ruffled Gohan's head (only for INFO. The lean was just out of pure friendship. So it doesn't belong in the schounen-ai category. Just so you don't think anything wrong). ,, ... So now let's but still fight a little.Otherwise I'll really get out of shape and get a stomach and your father-in-law. "Gohan had to smile a bit about Piccolo's just said." Open up. "The two went into attack position and did a training match. As promised, Gohan didn't turn into a super sayiajin, anyway. Piccolo had to work hard to keep up. After about an hour they came back. Exhausted, they sank into a garden chair and wiped their faces to get rid of the sweat. "Here you two. Catch. "Shalina threw them a towel. ,, Thank you, Shali ... Au man. Such a little warm-up fight is really good. Do you think so too, Gohan?" ,, Yes, you are right .. By the way, you are still as fit as you are earlier. "Hey, what does that mean. As before. It was only three months in which I didn't train. Unfortunately, you can see that on me ..." Piccolo lifted his shirt a little and pressed his stomach. ,, ... I've gained weight. Take a look at that, Gohan.That’s a real beer belly. "" Oh what. That is completely normal, Piccolo. Everyone has a small belly. That is the baby fat. And it doesn’t go away, no matter how often and how hard you train. Look, even I have a small belly. "Videl came up to the two of them and had to grin. ,, What are you doing there. Washboard stomach comparison? "" No. We're talking about our physical shape ... Do you think I've gotten fat, Videl? "Asked Piccolo and looked uncertainly at Videl." No. You look like you always do. You haven't changed at all, Piccolo. "" She's right, my big one. You're still my sweet cuddly bear. "Shalina interfered and gave Piccolo a kiss on the cheek. She sat on his lap and snuggled against his chest. Piccolo put his arms around her. “If you say that, it must be true, my little orchdee. "Piccolo also gave her a kiss on the cheek. Piccolo took his glass of iced tea and drank it in one gulp. He was thirsty. And not too short.And drinking the glass in one go, without putting it down, was a good achievement, because half a liter of liquid fit in there. Piccolo poured himself more, then repeated it. 'He must drink at least three liters of fluids a day. Even when he's not training. In the evening, around half past five, Piccolo and Shalina flew back to the palace. They crumbled into Piccolo's room at once and locked the door. (CAUTION, A LOVE SCENE!) Piccolo had locked the door and was still carrying Shalina in his arms. He carried her to the bed. He carefully lowered Shalina in front of the bed. ,, ... I love you, Piccolo. "" Me too, Shalina. "They exchanged a tender kiss. Shalina slowly unbuttoned Piccolo's shirt and then removed it from his chest. Piccolo did the same. Slowly they undressed each other. And over and over again they explored each other's skin. Now they only stood facing each other in underwear. Shalina only wore her black panties and black bra; Piccolo only had his burgundy boxer shorts.But these also flew quickly somewhere in a corner of the room. Shalina crossed her arms behind Piccolo's neck. Kissing passionately, she pulled him onto the large king-size bed with her. Piccolo was downstairs. Shalina began to fondle his neck. She traced every muscle in Piccolo's with her fingers. He seemed to like it. Very soon she replaced her fingers with her tongue. Piccolo gave a slight sigh and shortly afterwards an excited gasp. The two Namekians spent the night together. The next morning, it was around half past ten, there was a knock on the door of the room. Piccolo opened his eyes tiredly. He sat up. ,, ... Piccolo. Open up at last. Telephone for you, you sleepyhead! "Dende pounded on the solid wood door outside. ,, ... Yes, yes. I'm coming on. I'm just putting on something." Piccolo pulled on fresh boxer shorts and opened the door a crack. Dende looked at him in surprise. “What is it, Dende. I thought there was a conversation for me."" .. Uh yes. It's the doctor from the hospital. Here. Piccolo took the phone. The doctor spoke to him. Piccolo's face slowly broke into a grin. "Ok. Then I'll come today ... What? ... No, I haven't eaten anything. I just got up .. Ok, I'll hold on to it. See you then. "Piccolo hung up again." Yes! Ready to go. I'm supposed to come to the operating room today. Everything is already prepared. "" That's great, Piccolo. "" I have to wake Shalina. "He put the phone in Dende's hand and disappeared back into his room. He sat down on the edge of the bed and carefully shook Shalina's shoulder." ... Mhhh ... What is it, Piccolein ... "Shalina sat down upright and looked at him sleepily. “The doc just called, mousebones. (* ggg *) He said I can come.