I'm sorry that Part 6 is so late, but since it's so long, it took me forever to copy. Of course we thank you again for all comments.






Piccolo stood and looked down at Bra without the slightest reaction. She looked really downcast, she stood in front of him with sagging shoulders, but still held his gaze. He just couldn't help but forgive her. “It's okay, I survived it.” He was quite embarrassed about the whole thing and he also felt that his face was slightly red. "Give me the bags there and then let's go eat something, okay? I'm thirsty."


Ten minutes later, they were also sitting at one of the many tables in the "Cafe 'Mrs. Satan". “Can I get you something?” A young waiter stood at their table and looked at Piccolo expectantly. He didn't really know what to say, but Bra noticed this and helped him. "The sundae" Midsummer Night's Dream "for two and a mineral water, please." "Come immediately! "The waiter left quickly, but not without taking an interested look at Piccolo." What is the matter with him? "Piccolo felt uncomfortable." Why was he staring at me like that? "He growled sullenly as he watched the waiter go." I don't know either, maybe your skin color bothers him or something. "Bra didn't seem particularly interested in this problem and so she quickly forgot about this incident.


After a short time the waiter came back. He balanced a huge ice cream sundae filled with waffles and fruit on his tray. Since it was an ice cream sundae for two, he put it in the middle of the table. "And who gets the water?" he asked, looking at Bra. This pointed to Piccolo and when the waiter put the glass in front of him, his gaze rested on him for a long time. Piccolo felt his anger rise again very slowly. This waiter was really rude, or was he .......!“I wish you a good appetite.” The waiter turned and walked away, but while Bra was eating her ice cream, Piccolo could feel him glancing at him again and again while serving the other guests. The guy was totally ......! Piccolo grabbed his water glass with a jerk and emptied it in one gulp. Unfortunately, he had never drunk carbonated water and therefore did not know the effect. Fighting back tears hard, he tried to get the last sip down. He wanted to spit it all out again, but his consideration for Bra stopped him. This feeling. He had never seen anything like it. For him, water had always been just water until now, but now ....., all of a sudden he felt like ordering another one, but then this waiter would come again and I would stare at him forever, no, he didn't have to do. “Do you want something too?” Bra pointed to the sundae, which had already shrunk considerably."No, thank you, you know, Namekians only drink water," Piccolo fended off this new experience. What he had experienced so far was enough for now. Bra consumed the entire cup at breathtaking speed and once again Piccolo wondered what huge amounts of food Saiyajins could devour, even though this was nothing at all. If he only thought of Son Goku ..... "Waiter!" Bra's call tore him from his thoughts. The waiter hurried over, yes, he practically ran. He can't wait, thought Piccolo, but Bra took up the waiter's full attention. "I would like to have the ice cream sundae" Romeo & Juliet "," Hamlet "," Mac Beth "," Othello "," King Lear ....... "Bra never stopped ordering and the waiter who ran out of the Surprised no longer came out, noted the entire ice cream menu. "May ...... May she order all of this?" He looked at Piccolo with a questioning look. "Of course she can, she's hungry and I want another mineral water ."Piccolo looked at the young man with such a grim look that he immediately winced." Yes .... yes ..... comes immediately! "He hurried away.


For the next hour, Bra ate the entire pallet of ice cream that the waiter brought her and, to Piccolo's annoyance, attracted not only the attention of the waiter but also that of most of the guests. Now everyone watched intently as Bra devoured her sixth sundae. Piccolo felt the sweat roll off his forehead. He hates to be watched and when this stupid waiter came trotting up again, he was about to go completely out of his skin. The young man stood visibly nervous and tense in front of him. "Sorry, but may I ask you something? I ..... I think ... I know you from somewhere. Piccolo gave him such an angry look that he went back a few meters. But then it was Piccolo suddenly realized. He was the devil. Schenlong hadn't quite managed to erase the terrible memories of the ruler, the devil Piccolo, who he once was from people's minds.Looking for some way out of the situation, he looked around, but Bra couldn't be deterred from her food in any way, and looking into the faces of the gawking crowd wasn't exactly reassuring either. Piccolo wanted at all costs to prevent the waiter from saying the word "devil", but he seemed unstoppable because he seemed to remember. “Got it!” To Piccolo's astonishment, the waiter's expression suddenly brightened. "I know who you are now!" he exclaimed loudly and joyfully. He seems to be really happy about the fact that the devil himself is sitting in front of him, Piccolo thought to himself and looked at the waiter in confusion, before he announced loudly: When the cell games were being broadcast on television, they were there after all and helped the great champion Mister Satan defeat Cell. I finally know now, you are a student of Mister Satan !!!! "


Piccolo was totally flabbergasted and didn't know what to say to this absolutely stupid assumption.But when he got over the first shock, he realized what a tremendous insult that measly, little, stupid waiter had just hurled at him. He, a student, a student of that soft flute called Satan, no, he couldn't and wouldn't let that sit on him. He got up abruptly, he knew exactly that what he was doing was a mistake, but he didn't care now, it was just enough. The energy was already beginning to concentrate in his hand and one would be able to see it in a moment. “Piccolo!” Bra had recognized the seriousness of the situation, stood up and took his hand. “He's Mister Satan's best student, but he's long since learned.” With light pressure, she pushed Piccolo back out of his chair and then turned to the waiter. “We'd like to pay now.” But the waiter was seriously dismayed by these words. "Pay! But I ask you, you don't have to pay. We would be very happy to be able to serve you again soon and we hope you enjoyed it ......" he kept talking and didn't seem to be at all to calm down.He was still talking when Piccolo and Bra were a few meters away from the cafe and were walking down the street laden with bags and sacks.


The sun was already quite low and the sky had turned red as they covered the last few meters to the Capsule Corporation. Bra sighed: "Now I was out and about all day in town without finding the dress that I was looking for." Piccolo looked at her in astonishment. "You were looking for a specific dress?" asked he. Yeah yeah I've been looking for it for a while. It should have the color of forget-me-nots and I think it would be nice if it had a wide dark blue ribbon around the waist that is tied in a big bow at the back, but it still can't have a wide skirt, just fall softly and it can't be long Have sleeves ... "Piccolo listened to her description very carefully, she was right, this dress would look great on her. He looked at her, why shouldn't he manage it.“Wait a minute.” Bra looked at him questioningly, he had stopped and had put all the bags on the floor next to him. Now he went to Bra, who was still looking at him questioningly. Slowly he raised his hand and let it rest over her head. Once again he imagined the dress in his mind and when he could see it very clearly, it "zapped" and Bra stood in front of him in exactly the dress that she was so wished.


She looked down at herself in amazement. It took her a while to understand what had just happened, but then there was no stopping her. She looked at him with shining eyes and although he didn't want it, he had to smile at the sight of her. "It ... it's just great. Thank you Piccolo, you are really great. I have to show the dress to Dad right away." She walked the last few meters to the C.C .. Piccolo took the things and flew the last bit after her.


Vegeta was already standing in the doorway and waiting for her. He took Bra in his arms and said with a sugar-sweet smile that Piccolo had never seen him do before: "Well, how was it in town?Nice that you finally found the dress after looking for so long. "Bra turned around in front of him and then said, beaming with joy," Isn't it beautiful? Piccolo made it to me. Isn't that great? "Vegeta's smile suddenly went out." Yes, really great, "he said through clenched teeth and looked angrily at Piccolo. They stood there for endless seconds until Bra broke the silence." Piccolo, you will be back soon, won't you? How could you go to the cinema or the disco, you want to get to know women, the disco is definitely not wrong. Will you come back tomorrow?"


Oh my God. Another day with Bra that he couldn't take, but if he deceived his daughter, Vegeta was guaranteed to freak out, so what should be done? "Bra," he began, "I can't tomorrow, but next week if you want." Bra was enthusiastic. "Ok, see you next week!" he said before he flew away into the evening sky. But this time not to God's palace, but in the opposite direction to a large waterfall, under which he remained floating.What he needed now was a while to rest, because tomorrow would be another extremely exhausting day ......






Sequel follows!