Hi guys. My story is about Piccolo and a certain Shalina. But I won't tell you more. Have to read yourself.






















It was already past half past nine. Piccolo was on his bed. His gaze was fixed on the ceiling. He thought. The door opened and a Namek woman carefully lay through the crack. Piccolo had found them yesterday in the mountains. She had injuries all over her body and her clothes were broken. He took her to the palace and tended her wounds. Piccolo looked over at the door. A slight smile was on his lips when he saw her. The Namek came slowly up to him and sat down on the bed next to Piccolo. She had dark green hair and black eyes. Both looked into each other's eyes. ,, ... Quata ni e mikan aduri dembre sakane wetenigra. (I was told you were the one who brought me here) "Piccolo was amazed. She couldn't speak his language, but spoke to him in Namekian.,, Um ... um ... Aijotre bankortes alim bretuk kan. Snotare ni kumba saki gosaké. (yes, I did. Otherwise you would have died there.) ... eienri ni (what's your name?) ",, Shalina. un ni? (And you?)" ,, E patate Piccolo. (My name is Piccolo.) "










Sorry, have to interrupt at this point. But I'll keep writing as soon as possible. Cu