Hello! I hope you are still interested in my FF. In any case, here is the 6th part and the next one will probably follow tomorrow. Write to me again how you liked the part, OK?






When he wanted to leave the room again, Dende was standing and grinning cheekily at him. “She's in the kitchen!” Confused, Piccolo looked at his little friend. "Who? Arkani? In the kitchen, really. That's nice for you, but I don't care in the least." With a red face he passed Dende and wanted to make his way to his room. “I'm going to sleep now, Piccolo.” “Does that have anything to do with me?” The great Namekjan was quite irritable. After all, Dende had just caught him looking around Arkani's room. Probably now the suspicion would arise in him that he, the devil was interested in this annoying woman and what was the point of the Tokra being in the kitchen? "Good night!"That was the last Piccolo heard from the little one before he disappeared into his room." Actually, I could get a bottle of water from the kitchen. "And already Piccolo went towards the kitchen. When he arrived he opened the door a little bit and then looked carefully inside. Suddenly he felt incredibly childish as he stood there at the slightly opened door and peered in. And while he was there Pondering his thoughts and still wondering what to do, Arkani noticed, who was having a bite to eat in the kitchen, that someone had opened the door and was now standing in front of it. Curiously, she got up, but stopped in the middle of her movement. "That's guaranteed Piccolo . "Thoughtfully, she fixed her gaze on the door." Anyway, I will certainly not miss an opportunity to avenge myself for the cheek to take revenge earlier in the bathroom. Besides, he hasn't fixed my door either. I really should be teaching him a lesson! "Without further hesitation, she walked to the door and yanked it open.As the kitchen door opened inwards and Piccolo was still holding on to the handle with his hand, he was pulled into the kitchen and fell painfully to the floor. “Well, my friend, what are you doing there?” When the Namekjaner had recovered from his fall, he slowly sat up and dragged himself to one of the kitchen chairs. Arkani did the same and continued with her snack. She noticed how Piccolo was staring at her angrily. “Tell me what?” Since Arkani had asked this question in a rather calm, arrogant tone, she provoked the patience of her counterpart more and more. “Now don't blame me for your bruises! You've been watching me.” “Your offer to leave this palace for good doesn't happen yet?” With this statement he had hit a sore spot. He thought. "Oh no, my dear, definitely not! And I won't let you scare me away." Amazed, Piccolo looked the Tokra in the eye.He hadn't expected an answer like that. Triumphantly she wanted to leave the kitchen when she suddenly stopped and looked angrily at Piccolo. "By the way, because of you, I am now allowed to wander halfway through the palace to get to my new room. If my old room is not repaired tomorrow, you can experience something!" : "What then? Do you want to present your naked body to me again?" Arkani decided to simply forget his last remark and stomped away, totally annoyed. The Namekjan leaned back in the chair and briefly closed his eyes. "Arkani has only been here for a few days and yet she's already costing me nerves. But I have to admit since she's here, it's never been boring up here. And beyond that, I think so..." Exhausted, he then slept but one before he had completed his thought. At about the same time, Arkani was up in her bed unable to sleep."That can't be true! You feel like you're on stones in this bed. Hopefully I'll be able to go back to my old, soft bed soon. It's all the fault of this piccolo! How did I deserve it? I wonder why he stood at the door earlier. Was he watching me? No, he was much too surprised when I opened the door, Maybe he was thinking about something. About me? "Pensive Tokra finally fell asleep in her uncomfortable place Bed.






Sequel follows . . .