And on it goes. Of course, the others will also be informed. Incidentally, I would be happy to see some readers and comic writers. It's so depressing that the highest digit I got was two (* gulp *). Could you maybe stir the drum for me or write some recommendations? That would be very nice of you. Thank you in advance, your Shalina.




But now on in the program:




Oh yes, I forgot to mention that Piccolo can receive visitors when he's on intensive care. See you then, your Shalina.




Shalina went into the waiting room. It was big and nicely decorated (a miracle that it is * g *). She looked around first. At the very back in the corner were some drinks and food machines, some games for children, a large sofa and armchair. Next to it is a table with lots of scripts, books and comics. There were pictures and drawings on the wall. Shalina went to the phone, which was hanging on the wall by the table.It was such a part where you could see who you were talking to on a screen. She dialed Bulma's number. The doorbell rang twice, then someone picked up, Capsule Corporation, Bulma Briefs on the line. What can I do for you? "Hi Bulma. It's me.Shalina." "Hi Shalina. How's piccolo? "Well, he's in the operating room at the moment. We got a message this morning that we could start immediately. He had a bit of a bummer when he was supposed to get the injection." "I can imagine. My veggi is also afraid of the needle. But with Goku it's much worse. He's going to have a real panic attack and scream the whole building when it's his turn. "They had to laugh. ,, ... Could you let the others know, Bulma? That would be nice." ,, Of course I will. You will be happy. Call when Piccolo wakes up again and tell him how he's doing. Me and Veggi keep our fingers crossed. "" Thank you, Bulma. See you then. Ciao. "" Ok. Ciao. "Shalina hung up and got a Coke from the machine. With that she sat down on the sofa and took a magazine from the table.She waited patiently for a full four hours for the door to open at any moment and the doctor to come in with a good news. In the meantime Shalina has gone through almost all of the magazines and drank six different types of beverages, and eaten three chocolate bars. The whole thing makes her nervous. She's also slowly starting to get nervous and fidgety, finally. The door to the waiting room opened and the doctor who operated on Piccolo came in. Shalina rushed towards him. "How is Piccolo, Dr. Cole? Is he alive? "Don't worry. Under the circumstances, Piccolo is fine and he's alive. We were able to remove the tumor successfully and completely." Shalina fell on the Doc's neck. A tear of joy ran down her cheek. ,, ... thank you ... thank you ... thank you ... "she whispered. "" Not at the moment. Piccolo still has to wake up. He's still under anesthesia. But he will wake up in about an hour. "The doctor smiled. Shalina let herself slide into the sofa with relief.A sigh escaped her. The doc left the room again. An hour passed. And Shalina was allowed to see Piccolo. A nurse showed them to his room. ,, ... Please do not be so loud and do not upset the patient. "" I won't. Thanks. "Shalina quietly entered the hospital room in the intensive care unit. It was room 142. Piccolo was alone in the room. It was dark. Only a faint ray of light fell through the blinds on the window. Shalina went to the bed and sat on the edge of the bed. She took Piccolo's hand between her fingers and stroked it gently. Piccolo came to. He slowly opened his eyes. ,, ... Sha ... Shalina ... Are you ... it ...? "he asked, still quite dazed from the anesthetic." Yes, my big boy. It's me. How are you? "" ... I'm tired and feel as if they had pumped me full of drugs. "he smiled dazedly. ,, ... But I'm still alive. And thanks to the op it will stay that way for the time being." Shalina gently caressed his cheek. “Sleep another lap, Piccolein.You have to rest. "" What are you going to do? "" I'll go home first. But I'll be back tomorrow. I promise. "" Ok. See you then, Shali. "" See you then and sleep well. "Shalina pressed a kiss on the corner of his mouth and then got up. Before she left the door, she waved at him and smiled lovingly. Piccolo replied. ,, ... Well, Shalina is gone now. I should have asked her when she was still here. But I didn't dare ... Trust is the right word for it ... "thought Piccolo and had to smile. Slowly his eyes closed again and he fell asleep. Piccolo fell into a deep sleep. An image formed in his mind's eye. It was a piece of land with a beautiful garden. There was a bench in this garden, and on that bench he saw someone sitting. He looks like Piccolo. Only with a lot of wrinkles and a bit thinner and older. About two hundred years. He walked up to this person because they waved him over and indicated to sit down. ,,...Who are you?"asked the younger one." You should really know who I am. I'm Piccolo-Daimao. Your father. "Piccolo was startled. ,, ... M ... my ... father ...? I thought you died before I was born. ",, I am too. I am the spirit of Piccolo-Daimao." ,, ... And ... and what do you want from me? "" King Enma sent me. I should take you with me. You are on his list for this night. "Piccolo looked at his father with big, startled eyes. ,, ... No ... That ... that can't be. Why me of all people? Can't it be someone else? For example Vegeta. "" I'm sorry, son. But if you're on his list, you have to give in and go. That's the way it is. Be glad that you go to heaven and not to hell. "" I'm going nowhere. I stay alive I still have so much to do. I want to propose to my girlfriend and start a family with her. Enma is not allowed to pick me up yet. I'm far too young and handsome to die. He mustn't do that!"Piccolo startled. The sweat ran down his face and upper body., ... Was that a dream? But ... it was all so real. The garden ... Father ... ´PIccolo's heart was racing and It was difficult for him to breathe. "It was all just a dream. A bad dream. I will soon have forgotten that again ... Hopefully." PIccolo lay down again and closed his eyes. He fell asleep again. This time he dreamed something else. He was in a house that was tastefully furnished and was reading the newspaper. (Piccolo saw it as a person looking through the window. If you know what I mean) A little Namek boy came up to him and sat on his lap. "Papi!" Cried the little one and fell around Piccolo's neck, laughing. Piccolo saw how he sat the little one on his lap and played with him. They both looked happy. Then he saw Shalina come into the living room and how they kissed Shalina sat down next to them. The three looked like a happy family.Piccolo had to smile. Suddenly the image of his father reappeared in his mind. "Piccolo come at last. Otherwise ..." "No. I don't want to. I want to stay with Shalina ..." But a hand reached down from the sky and grabbed Piccolo. She pulled him up into the clouds. Piccolo dreamed that his soul would wander out of his body. He saw himself lying peacefully in bed asleep - but not defying himself. "Shit damn it. Why does this shit always happen to me of all people. Why do I have to die ... "he thought as he floated into the sky. A glistening white light blinded him and Piccolo had to cover his eyes for a moment. When he opened them again, wr was not more in the hospital, let alone on the ground. He looked around and saw a huge desk. King Emna sat at it. ,, ... Oh, hello Piccolo. What takes you to heaven? "" I don't know . Looks like I'm dead. "Piccolo leaned on the desk, annoyed, and crossed his arms over his chest.,, Let's see if you're in the computer ... Pikatchu (* ggg *) .. Pilaponi ... Pic-chan (* gggggg *) ... Ah, here you are. Piccolo ... fact. I can see that you only had an operation earlier. Is that correct? ",, ... Yes, they removed the tumor." ,, Good ... ",, What should be good about that ?! Because of this shit, I lost my body and now stand here as ordered and not picked up I have better things to do than sit my butt out in the afterlife. "" Relax, Piccolo and go there by the paw. You know the rest of it. "" Yes, yes. "Piccolo replied unkindly and went through the gate into the afterlife. ,, Great Wurt. Now I'm dead and I can't ask Shalina if she wants to marry me ... I guess it's called the irony of life. "Piccolo thought to himself when he saw two dead people who were kissing each other extensively. ,, ... I think I'll become a devil again if this goes on ... Or I run amok and kill everyone who does me met ... "" Hey Piccolo, old house. What are you doing up here? "A voice tore him out of his thoughts.Piccolo turned and saw Satania walking towards him. She and Piccolo had been together a few years ago when he was still a devil. However, they separated again after a few months because the relationship wasn't going so well. “What am I doing here? I'm on vacation ... I'm dead. What do you think? Something cracked. And now I can forget my future on earth too. "Why are you so bad, big guy? Should I cheer you up?" I can do without your pity, Satania. I have a girlfriend and I'm loyal to her. "" Since when have you been loyal? You are the devil. "" Oh, lick me and let me vegetate in peace in the afterlife. I don't feel like having a chat. "


Meanwhile on earth. The next day had dawned and Shalina drove to the hospital to visit Piccolo. She came to the ward and went to his room. But the only person in the room was a nurse who made the bed where Piccolo was lying yesterday.“Where's Piccolo? "asked Shalina." The long man who lived in this room died last night. I'm sorry. "" ... No ... no that can't be. "




Sorry to break up here again. But what has to be done, has to be done.




Ciao Shalina