head ..." Well ... at Videl ... mostly not ... with you! "Piccolo looked at him playfully angry" Hmpf! You worm ...! But seriously ... am I really that easy to see through? "-" Just for me, old friend, only for me! "The devil pretended to be relieved and tried again to push his top back up ... and it slipped down again ... The game was repeated a few more times until Gohan spoke to him again" Now don't try to distract! What's going on ?! ”This time he asked more emphatically. Piccolo sighed again ... "Oh ... it's about Nail!" he replied, slightly annoyed, and threw away a small white stone that he had been playing with between his fingers with full force in order to somehow vent himself ... the situation was uncomfortable for him. "Nail?Problems? As I understood Vegeta, the little one is a real angel! How can there be problems? "In addition, it must be said that Vegeta was the only one who had met the little one ... The others had not yet found time to visit Dende ... and Nail could not fly yet, including the palace Leave help. "It's ... it's not that he's ... naughty or anything ... he ..." Piccolo stuttered around. "Hey Piccolo ... you've never stuttered as long as I've known you! So don't start now ... It's hard to get rid of it with adults! "Gohan gave his broadest grin, and Piccolo almost laughed too ..." Smart ass! It's just that the little one has chosen ME as a role model ... "-" Well, that's great! Is that why you worry? In the end I survived it too ... "Piccolo was a bit astonished, as Gohan had never really said that he had been his role model ... even if it was undoubtedly not to be overlooked."You're also, more or less, a fighter ... Nail isn't and never will be! He's Dende's son ... 100%! Still, he insists that I train him ... just as well could I try to teach a deep-sea sponge to fight! "Gohan had to smile at this comparison ... Should Piccolo develop a sense of humor after all? "Let the little one have fun ... it's about nothing! For him it's just a game, and at some point he'll be old enough to understand that he's not a fighter." - "That's how Dende thinks too ... I'm just afraid it might be too late by then. Think of our last opponents ... the cyborgs ... Cell ... and that guy who came here for the spirits! If Nail opposes such a thing just because he thinks he could fight ... "Gohan couldn't dismiss this fear of his former mentor completely ... Nail wasn't just a small child ... just a month old, even if he was a Namekian was as developed as a human child of about five ... but also, as Piccolo said, a descendant of Dende.And as such, no warrior-type Namekian was entirely different. He would never be as strong as Piccolo ... "Don't worry about that ... The little one is definitely just as intelligent as his father! Besides ... we are still there to protect him from such stupid things!" "-" I can only hope so ... "Piccolo finally said after both had been silent for a while. His doubts were clearly written on his green face. "... I would never forgive myself if ... Ouch! Which brain-burned idiot is throwing stones here ?!" At first Gohan just grinned, but then had to laugh out loud. A small white stone hit Piccolo on the back of the head ... "You yourself! That was yours!" brought Gohan out between two salmon volleys. The young man laboriously forced himself to calm down again ... he asked "Hey Piccolo ... how about another round? To give up ..." Gohan looked at him invitingly ... "Good ... and this time win ME! "As if on command, both jumped up and continued their fight ...



"Piccolo man ... now hurry up a bit! Otherwise my father has already eaten up everything!" The little Namek wiped the sweat from his forehead ... "If you weren't fluttering around here as a Super Saiyan, I could relax keep up with you! " he shouted after the Saiyan. Trunks hair immediately turned purple again and he slowed down significantly ... "Sorry ... was not on purpose ..." - "Yes, yes ... and I'm the king! Hmpf! And you really have the sponges in Blown up? "Trunks slowly flew a little lower as they were almost at the Capsule Corporation. Here he didn't have to watch out if someone would see him flying ... everyone who lived around here already knew that he and his father could do it ... and thought it was a crazy invention of Professor Briefs . "Sure, Piccolo ... But not a word to my old people! They don't need to know everything ..." Piccolo smiled knowingly and showed his needle-point and sharp teeth ... "I know, what you mean ... it's no different for me ... "Trunks heard what was said, but was amazed as always at Piccolo's canine teeth ..." Say Piccolo ... have you ever bitten your tongue?"Trunks shuddered at the thought." Nah ... but in Ice's tail! Since then he has never turned his back on me during a fight ... "-" I can understand! "Replied the Saiyajin. The two landed on the spot in the front yard ... and were immediately greeted by Trunk's grandmother, Mrs. Briefs, greeted warmly. Too warm, for Piccolo's taste ... This blonde annoyance was more than the young Namek could take. She kept stroking his head ... trying to persuade him to eat something ... called his feelers 'cute' ... and then her voice too! Hard to believe that this lively woman should be over 70 ... Trunks was sometimes annoyed by her pushy cheerful nature, but her small gifts .. . in the form of various goodies or a pocket money allowance ... made it reasonably bearable. "Hello Trunks, my darling! Oh ... and you brought your sweet, cute green friend with you too!Oh ... the antennae look so cute! Oh Trunks ... your father has already eaten everything, but can cook something for you in a moment. How about your favorite meal ... rice with fish balls in a sweet curry? "Piccolo was about to explode when this woman patted him on the head again ... Trunks knew this and pushed his friend past his grandmother into the house. Before he went in himself, Trunks asked" Great idea, Grandma ... where is mom actually? - "In the study, darling ... has something to discuss with your grandpa. You shouldn't bother her ..." But the two boys were already in the house and on their way to Trunk's grandfather's study. Trunks was glad that the 'Piccolo vs. Grandma' encounter had been so peaceful this time ... He remembered his tenth birthday with horror ... Of course he had invited Piccolo too and ... But now he had other things in the head. He had to gently teach his mother the thing with the letter ... and, if possible, before he lost his courage.And that was easiest if he spoke to her while Piccolo was still there. As reinsurance, so to speak ... Trunks would somehow be embarrassed to embarrass himself in front of a friend. That would give him enough incentive to bring the whole thing over to the stage. That it would be absolutely not a good idea to talk to his father about it again this time, he was already convinced by various craters of different depths and diameters in the garden. While Trunks was worried about how to talk to his mother and whether he would be embarrassed, she was worried about other things at the moment ...




"Father ... do you really think that you are already too old to take over the management of the company?" Bulma, who had previously sat quietly across from her father, got up and paced nervously to and fro. Your father wanted to retire! She should take over the Capsule Corporation! Well, up to now she had worked several times as a scientist ... and occasionally represented her father at business meetings ... but ... she as the head of the corporation?Somehow a frightening thought ... Professor Briefs, lost in thought, patted the gray-brown tabby cat that sat on the desk in front of him, purring loudly. "Well ... I'm almost 80 now ... I think ... at some point I wanted to have some peace and quiet. Besides ... you will be an excellent boss!" Yes, of course ... your father made himself at all no worries! As always! But all the responsibility ... "I just mean, Papa ... I'm not sure if I can handle so much responsibility ..." Bulma sat down again ... the running only made her even more nervous. "Sure you will! Besides ... besides you there are only three other people to whom I could bequeath the family business ..." Bulma looked at her father in surprise ... "Now don't talk about inheriting, Papa! You are alive finally! And hopefully for a long time! "Professor Briefs laughed softly ..." That's right, child ... I'm STILL alive! But this state of affairs doesn't last forever ... and Trunks and Bra are still a lot closed are young ... and somehow I wouldn't have a good feeling about letting Vegeta run the company ... "What Bulma could well sympathize with ..." ... I decided to leave the company to YOU!"-" But why now? "Professor Briefs sighed ... he didn't expect to have to persuade his daughter to do it!" I already said that! I want to retire! But if you're really worried ... I'm not out of the world! If you should need help, I'll be there of course ... "How reassuring ... At that moment the two boys stormed into the room ..." Hello mother! You, I have to ... "Annoyed, Bulma turned to her son." Not now, Trunks! We have important things to discuss! "-" But mom ... "-" Not now! "So this topic was ticked off. Trunks would have to wait for better or worse until his mother had time for him ..." Come on Piccolo ... we'd better go to the kitchen. Grandma must have already finished the meal, and ... "You should have seen the look of sheer horror on Piccolo's face!" Oh no, Trunks! Without me! I won't let the woman put something in my mouth again! "She did that once ... put a piece of chocolate in his mouth without asking ... I save more details, considerate of underage readers and people with sensitive stomachs."Hey, hey ... I'll take you to the door ... there must be enough time. Grandma will defend my food with everything she has anyway!" - "Do you think that's enough against your father?" - "Believe me