badfic_manor | 11 Star Ball || Piccolo [accidental video/in person]|| Where tribbles go to die...

[The feed starts with a shake and something furry partly obscuring the view. Piccolo is sprawled out on his bed, and it looks like he's reading a book... or trying to. He's staring at his with an utterly perplexed look on his face... it probably doesn't help that the book is upside down. He'll occasionally jot something down with a pen (there are several broken pencils scattered about on the bed).

Suddenly there's the sound of shuffling off screen and without even looking up Piccolo shoots a laser and there's a quick squeal. Then there's some movement off to the side of the screen, this time Piccolo zaps the thing with some handy-dandy eyelasers. He lets out a sigh and closes the book. He is then seen walking around his room picking up an armful of little furry things. At one point he heads toward the blackberry and lifts up the furry thing that was obscuring the view, clearly unaware that it was on, he goes off screen and his door can be heard opening, something is dropped, and the door is closed. He then goes back to the bed to attempt to make sense of this book.

there's a pile of dead tribbles outside his door in case anyone feels the need to give Piccolo a talk about animal cruelty]

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You don't like them, Piccolo-san?

[Mamimi seems to, given the number appearing in the feed with her]

[Piccolo jumps and looks around for the source of Mamimi's voice. Did she know telepathy now? It took a moment before it dawned on him that he hasn't destroyed his blackberry yet today. He walks over to it and sure enough, there's his little pupil... surrounded by the little puffy things.]

Personally I don't care, but they're in my room being obnoxious little creatures. I'm simply taking care of them... doesn't having so many get annoying?

[She shrugs]

They keep having babies.

[But she lays her head against one of the purring mass]

They're really nice though.

[Well if he hadn't killed the 10 or so that had invaded his room he would have gladly offered them to her...]

Great so the little rats are breeding. Is there anything around eating them to keep there numbers down or something?

[Blink, blink]

I-I guess they're edible?

Well if they're breeding fast, there's probably something that should be eating them fast. It's how nature works.

[Piccolo shrugs]

I guess that makes sense. But I don't want to kill them.

At the rate they're spawning we'll be overrun shortly. There won't be another option.

I guess you're right.

[She looks at her purring fleet of Tribbles sadly]

[oh adjhkahd he made his pupil sad! Watch him shift around awkwardly and try to un-sad her]

Well...I'm sure there will be other little furry things that the Author will send to torment us...

[that came out wrong....]

erm I mean... well maybe there's something outside you could catch and care for? I don't know...

[Nervous neck rub]

well I guess catching something outside would be good training....

[Big smile! He does still want to train with her!]

Let's go train, Piccolo-san!

[CRISIS AVERTED! He smirks, he did enjoy training his little pupil.]

Alright kid where are you? It will be quicker if I fly us there.

I'm in my room.

Right, I'll be there in a moment.

[The feed stops. Like Piccolo knew where her room was. Ah well he would just find her by ki sensing. He busts out of his window and quickly hones in on her life energy. In a moment he's outside her window, tapping on the glass ]

[She smiles and waves before pulling open the window]

Good morning, Piccolo-san!

Mornin'.

[He reaches out and gives her a good pat on the head]

You ready to train some, kid?

Mm! Should I bring my stuff?

[she means, of course, her matches, lighters, and various other flammable/fire producing devices.]

Sure, why not.

[He chills on the windowsill and waits for her to get her stuff. Setting fire to the forest sounds like fun.]

[She quickly grabs her bag and gets her lighter fluid from her drawer. adding it too. Luckily her bag hasn't been chewed through yet]

Let's go!

[Piccolo reaches out and scoops her up in one arm before tacking off towards to forest]

[She is so ready for this. As soon as she lets her go she assumes her fighting stance]

I've been practicing, Piccolo-san!

[Oh lord is she adorable. But he has thoroughly convinced himself that he is immune to cute. There's the faintest of smiles before he takes a defensive position.]

Alright kid, show me what you've got.

Right!

[She attacks, you're a good teacher Piccolo. She's certainly stronger than before. Far from anything Piccolo would consider strong but compared to Mamimi only a few weeks ago...much improvement. And her technique is getting better too. She throws a roundhouse kick at him with a loud yell]

[Oh he notices the improvement, and he's SO PROUD. He can't hide that big toothy grin anymore. When she kicks him he actually laughs]

Ha ha! Not bad kid! You've gotten better! Much better!