I don't own Dragon Ball Z. The great Akira Toriyama owns Dragon Ball Z, for without him, there would be no dragon ball, dragon ball z, would there? I'm just borrowing the characters for a short time.
The sun was barely up when the rays of the sun hit Piccolo's body. The birds chirped and the grasshoppers where just stop their music.
Our favorite green Namek laid on the ground. His eyes closed, and his clothes, strangely loose and big on him. His body began to move as he woke up.
Piccolo groaned as his eyes fluttered open. His head throbbed with pain "What, what happened?" He asked himself. Clutching his stomach, his mind went back to the night before.
The night Before
Piccolo looked around. He didn't know why he went to this stupid function. It wasn't like he could eat or something. He sat under a tree, and meditated for a while.
He closed his ears to the sound of the party.
Gohan invited him to the party. Why, he didn't know. But he wasn't having fun. Marron spilled punch on his outfit when she ran past him and tripped. So he meditated under the tree with sticky clothes on. He felt gazes on him, but ignored them.
Bulma was chatting with some guests, and didn't see what Vegeta was doing. Vegeta chuckled evilly to himself. He grabbed a plastic cup and filled it with water. Then, with his back to Bulma, Vegeta pulled a flask out of his coat, and poured some of the clear contents into the cup of water. He placed the cup on a table, and was about to place the flask away when Goku yelled "HI YA VEGETA!" from across the room.
Vegeta groaned, and slapped his forehead. He didn't want that Baka to find out what he's doing. Goku walked up to Vegeta, keeping Vegeta in his sights. "What'cha doin Vegeta?" Goku asked with a silly grin on his face. Goku caught sight of the flask. "What's that Vegeta?" Goku asked before Vegeta could answer the first question.
"Kakarrot no Baka!" Vegeta mumbled under his breath. His brain was working overtime to come up with an excuse. He then just started to ramble about something about it being water. He looked up to see that Goku wasn't there paying attention, but looking at the food that sat right next to Vegeta.
Vegeta quirked an eyebrow. He didn't have to come up with an excuse, but then he got another brilliant idea. He grabbed a cup full of punch, and poured what was left in the flask into the cup of punch. Vegeta turned around to see Goku stuffing his mouth full of pastries. He chuckled, despite himself.
In a semi friendly tone, he asked Goku "Hey Kakarrot" Goku looked up from what he was doing. There was flaky crumbs all over his mouth. Taking a big swallow, he finished the food. "Yea Vegeta?" he asked, wiping the crumbs away from his mouth. Vegeta didn't say anything, but just handed him the cup of punch. Goku took the punch with his silly grin on his face. "Thanks." Was all Goku said when he drowned down the spiked punch. "MMM! That's good!" Goku said, smacking his lips together.
Vegeta chuckled evilly. He was surprised when Goku asked for more. Luckily for Vegeta and maybe Goku, Vegeta had a second flask full of clear liquid. Instead of a small cup, Vegeta just poured some punch into the flask, shook it up and handed it to Goku.
Goku grabbed the flask out of Vegeta's hands and just chugged down the mixture.
"Hey! Kakarrot's brat!" Vegeta yelled to Gohan, who was passing by. Gohan stopped, and looked at Vegeta. "Take this to your green skin friend out there" Vegeta pushed the cup of spiked water to Gohan. Gohan just looked at the cup and then Vegeta. He shrugged his shoulders, turned around and walked out.
Gohan was humming some music he heard his girlfriend listen too. "Hi Piccolo-San" Gohan said when he approached Piccolo, who opened his eyes and looked at Gohan.
"What do you want?" Piccolo asked in a gruff voice.
"This is for you" Gohan said handing him the cup of water mixture. Piccolo eyed the cup before taking it. Tilting his head back, Piccolo gulped down the water. Making a funny face when the water went down. It tasted differently then regular water tasted.
A few minutes later, somehow, Bra and Pan got hold of the music and started to play some of their music. Goku, who was unfortunately, getting drunk from the drink that Vegeta gave him. But know one really noticed.
Gohan gave Piccolo a weird look, because for some strange reason, Piccolo wasn't acting himself.
Vegeta watched with amusement at what he saw. Goku had pulled out the twister game. Bulma, Chichi, and some other people began to play. Tien was spinning the spinner.
"Right foot: Green" Tien said, looking at the group. Goku stood up in front of everyone, and pulled off his shirt. Chichi stoop, her mouth a gape at her husband. He just started stripping off his clothes. All the women at the party start cheering, and Chichi stood in front of Goku, keeping the women seeing Goku and also trying to convince Goku to put his clothes back on. Goku just gave a big whoop, and started to bounce around.
Outside, poor Piccolo was starting to feel the affects of drink. He went to stand, but found that the ground began to spin and change. Piccolo groaned, and shook his head. Color's began to swirl, then stop.
Gohan began to get worried about Piccolo. He noticed that Piccolo began to shake, then stop. "Are you ok Piccolo-San?" Gohan asked, looking at Piccolo strangely.
Piccolo looked down. Why was a large squirrel looking and talking to him? Piccolo smiled a smile as goofy as Goku's smile and patted the squirrel on his head. "Its ok Mr. Squirrel. Have you seen Gohan lately?" Piccolo asked, looking around. He stretched and started to walk to the house.
Goku whoop startled everyone. In his underwear, for Chichi stopped him before he could pull those down, began to sing an off key version of Mambo #5. Chichi sighed. She didn't know what was wrong, so she sat in the corner, drinking a glass of wine.
The door slammed open, with Piccolo in the door way, "WHERE'S THE GOPHER?" Piccolo yelled at the top of his lungs, in a girlish manner. People looked at him funny, and Piccolo looked back, with a weird grin on his face. "COME ON, TELL ME!" Piccolo looked around and spotted Vegeta. Piccolo chuckled under his breath, then yelled out "THERE YOU ARE!"
Vegeta looked over his shoulder, and eyed Piccolo with disgust, he then threw back his head and howled with laughter. The music stopped and people began to watch them, except for Goku, who was now trying to sing I want it that way. Piccolo stalked towards Vegeta with a silly grin, and a glint in his eye. Vegeta stopped laughing and stepped back, away from Piccolo.
Goku stopped singing and took a bow, thinking he was hearing applause's. He was about to sing again when he saw a pretty pony in a cape and purple pantsuit. His faced lit up and he literately screamed "PONY!" and ran to Piccolo err, the pony.
Piccolo looked over his shoulder and his face fell. An exact double of him ran to him, except he was in orange clothes, instead of purple. His face then changed into a smile. He looked up and down "Man, don't I look hot?" Piccolo said, walking around the double. "I've never noticed that I was this good looking, why didn't the big squirrel tell me?
Goku jumped from one foot to the other. This pony was different. He stood on his hind legs instead of four, and the pony was walking around him.
Piccolo stopped and eyed Vegeta. He turned to Squirrel, aka Gohan. "Pst. Squirrel. Do you know that big Gopher?" he asked, his eyes going between Vegeta and Gohan. The squirrel rolled his eyes, and sighed.
Grabbing a bottle of water, Gohan eyed him for a minute. "That's Vegeta, Piccolo" Gohan looked down for a second, then looked up again. He face vaulted, and fell. Piccolo had pulled out a large mallet out of no where, and now was stalking Vegeta.
Vegeta grinned an evil grin, and advanced towards Piccolo.
Back to the present
"Man, what did I drink?" He asked himself as he smacked his lips together. He stuck out his tongue as a icky taste filled his mouth. "Eww" He said to himself. He patted his purple pantsuit, noticing that some how, his clothing was really big and loose on him.
He reached up and pushed his hair out of his face. "Wait a minute, I don't have hair" Piccolo uttered. He felt along his head, and felt the soft silk of hair on his head. "OH Kami" he repeated over and over again. Ignoring the large headache, Piccolo crawled over to the small creek that was trickling by.
He leaned over, peering into the water. He saw his reflection, and whimpered a little. Then a full blown, blood chilling scream escaped his lips. The birds and animals raced away in fright.
SSJ Bulma