the camouflage has to be right for that! So ... PUT ON!" Piccolo looked at Vegeta for help ... after all, that was his wife!"Do what she says, Grüner ... Resistance is futile!" Vegeta had to know ... Presumably all the curses, curses and torture methods he knew went through the head of the Namek ... but he moved behind one of them numerous dumpsters that stood in the dingy alley, and put on the pants. In the meantime, Bulma had forced Vegeta to put on a pair of very tight blue jeans and a pair of white boots ... Piccolo had thrown them a similar pair, but in black. "Ouch! Hey you stupid cow ... I'll put these things on ... but you don't have to throw them on my head!" - "Sorry ..." Piccolo came out from behind the container ... and had to move bite your tongue to keep from laughing. Jeans, boots ... all well and good ... but the long-sleeved top made of pink plush that Vegeta wore ... "Woe to you when you laugh, Spinach Mouth ..." How embarrassing ... "Here is your top Piccolo ... "She handed him a black nothing ... he put it on ... a semi-transparent, sleeveless shirt ... skin-tight."Oh ... I almost forgot ... the seller said that it would definitely be part of this outfit!" Bulma fished a black leather collar with silver rivets from the depths of her shopping bag and wanted to hand it to Piccolo ... but this one the whole thing was really going too far now. "Oh no ... not THAT ... no chance! The devil should wear that thing!" Bulma grinned at him ... "That's exactly what it's about ..." - "Shit ... I should next time better think before I use a human idiom! "-" Oh what ... you can think ?! "Vegeta played the shocked man ..." Of course I can think ... I'm not Goku! "A slight smile .. ... no grin! ... flickered across Vegeta's face ... there she was again ... this actually not so bad relationship between him and the green guy. Just like the moment he had rescued him from the reactor ... Vegeta was not really uncomfortable with this realization, he had noticed a long time ago that they both had a lot in common.Back then ... on Namek ... that still annoyed him, annoyed him immensely. But now ... maybe that would make this embarrassing entrance easier. Nevertheless ... certain doubts remained ... "Bulma ... are you really serious ?! We should really go in there as ... uh ... COUPLE?" Vegeta's uncertain tone in the voice amused Bulma ... " Sure. Do you know what to do? "The two stared at each other ... Vegeta had a vague idea, after all, she had already had experience with Bulma ... the Namekian, however ..." Not ... not really ... "Bulma suppressed a grin when she started her 'explanation' ..." You know what people do ... I mean men and women ... together ... "-" You mean ... IGITT! "-" Exactly. Only in your case it is not man and woman, but ... uh ... Namekians and Saiyajin ... "Piccolo turned even greener, if that was still possible. .. and Vegeta was also a rather strange sight. Dende had held up bravely the whole time ... that is, he had suppressed a laugh.But now it was too much ... he had to lean against the nearby wall of the house while holding his stomach laughing ... "Vegeta ... Piccolo ... a COUPLE! When is ... is the wedding ?! "It wasn't Vegeta, but Piccolo, who grabbed Dende by the ruff and lifted it ..." Dende ... I'll only say that ONCE ... You better stop laughing right away ... or the earth needs it a new god right away! "He put him back on the ground. "Is ... is good ... Piccolo ..." Dende hid behind Bulma. She turned to the two of them again ... "So ... then come in with you! Remember ... you have to find this Smoochie and ask him for a suitable ship for us ... GO! What are you waiting for? ! "


Five minutes later ... the doorman was of course no longer a problem for our new couple. The two were now in a darkened room ... the nightspot 'To the blue oyster'. Music at deafening volume seemed to come from every corner ... and there were couples everywhere ... men.Vegeta looked up at his Namekian companion ... "Cucumber ... if we get through this, then I'll officially declare you my best friend! Provided you don't tell anyone about this embarrassment ..." - "That should be the smallest problem Be ... I'll remind you of your promise! "Piccolo was at least as embarrassed by this whole action ... Slowly the two made their way through the dancing crowd, repeatedly asking different people questions about this smoochie ... but got no or nonsensical answers. "Oh how cute ..." One of the men, who you could clearly see that he was a fagot, ruffled Vegeta's hair ... He had taken that because of cute seriously. Piccolo had similar problems at the same time ... a rather sturdy guy had grabbed his shoulders and was now kissing him on the mouth. The Namekian, completely taken by surprise, was paralyzed ... the stranger let go of him very quickly.Piccolo wanted to breathe a sigh of relief when ... "Oh dear ... it doesn't work that way, you green sugar lump! You're totally uptight ... Here! Take a few puffs ... it loosens you up a bit!" he put a funnel-shaped cigarette in Piccolo's mouth. More out of surprise, he actually took a drag ... it took less than two seconds and the effect was felt. It was like drinking alcohol for the first time ... and instead of a small sip of light wine, drinking a bottle of 80% rum on ex ... Vegeta had one of these cigarettes in his mouth ... and one too well-filled glass in hand. For him it wasn't quite as bitter a mallet effect as it was for the Namek ... but Vegeta could never remember the other events of the evening and night either ...


It was morning ... definitely ... the aching rays of the sun that stabbed his eyes like needles were proof enough. He was lying in a bed ... but not alone ... he carefully felt for the pillow next to his.Aha ... a head ... no hair ... feelers ... FEELER ?! With a bloodcurdling scream, Vegeta threw himself to the other, free, side ... and flew out of bed in a high arc. A painful groan could be heard ... "... please be quieter ... my poor head ... have mercy ..." Piccolo took Vegeta's pillow and pressed it firmly to his own face ... Vegeta was now sitting on the Kneel and hang with your torso on the mattress. "Hey, greener ... you'll suffocate yourself ..." - "I'm trying to do that ..." - "Oh ... good luck ... let me know if it helps against the headache .. . "Every word ... even a whispered ... echoed a thousand times and painfully in their minds. Vegeta tried to get up, leaned on the dessert ... slipped ... and probably tore off some objects in the process. It rattled and clanked ... Piccolo tossed the pillow at him. "Not so loud ..." - "It was definitely not on purpose ..." Piccolo licked his lips several times ... "My tongue feels furry ..." - "Then shave it ..." Heard himself weird maybe, but under the aftermath of last night, Vegeta was quite serious."Say Piccolo ... the two of us ... in one bed ... do you think we ... we have each other ..." Piccolo tried to open his eyes, but then gave up ... "Hardly ... I'm a Namekian, remember? I don't have the physical prerequisites for something like that ... How do you come up with it? "-" Your clothes are hanging over the chair ... "It took a while for this information to get through to Piccolo's battered mind was ... but then he suddenly sat upright in bed. Despite his severe headache and weak knees, he managed to get dressed in record time. At that moment the door opened ...


"But hello ... you are already lively! Respect ... as broad as you were last night, I would not have expected you before tonight!" Obviously a stranger ... but next to him Bulma immediately pushed her way into the house Room ... "YOU'RE FINALLY LAKE UP! ME AND THEM WERE WAITING FOR YOU FOR HOURS ... SOMEONE COLLECTED US THROUGH THE BACK DOOR! ..."The two of them pressed their hands over their ears ... they moaned and whimpered ... Vegeta was the first to be able to speak again." Bulma please ... we will do EVERYTHING you want ... but please ... shut up ... PLEASE! "Bulma was amazed ... she turned to the stranger with whom she came here ..." What's the matter with both of them? "-" Well ... they probably got one or the other overdose yesterday. Especially the green one ... "Aha ... whatever that meant ... it turned out that this girl had the assignment to lead her to Smoochie ...


They entered a darkened room at the back of the house. Curtains made of a light pink fabric hung over the window ... candles everywhere ... soft plush sofas and pillows. Farther back sat a man who could also have been human. Bulma guessed that he must be around 50 ... and he was quite fat. With relish he drew on a huge water pipe ... somehow the mood was something of a harem, because several young men lounged on the numerous pillows, who probably belonged to this smoochie.Piccolo wasn't feeling well at all ... these men looked at him strangely ... as if they knew him ... some smiled too ... most uncomfortable for the Namek. Smoochie ... the fat one ... greeted her friendly, and his round, beardless face beamed ... "Sit down, sit down! Do you want a pipe too?" Vegeta and Piccolo raised their hands defensively ... last evening had been enough for them. "Then don't ... you don't have to explain anything to me. I know who you are ... what you want ... what you need ... Smoochie knows everything!" Very nice ... that saved hours of explanations, too which two of those present would not have been able to ... Smoochie blew a big smoke ring ... "One of my people will take you to the spaceport in a moment ... there is a particularly fast ship waiting for you. You should get on the one quickly Way to ... what was the name ... earth again ... Or what do you think, why your pursuer gave up so quickly?He is on his way to ... earth, because there is something there that he wants ... "The shock sat. They already knew what their enemy was capable of, even if they knew next to nothing about him. Your friends on Earth however ... "I