The Saiyan Heritage and the Loneliness of the Warrior [Piccolo x OC]

Chapter 05

LETTIE

"WAKE UP, YOU PIECES OF LAZY TRASH!!!!!!!!!!"

I got up with a fright when Piccolo woke us up with a flood of water from the river, and I had the impression that, one day, that man would end up drowning us.

Shivering, Gohan and I stood in front of him, practically making a salute, and Piccolo did glare at us with a true grimace of a war General.

"You couple of incompetent sleepyheads!" he shouted, with his arms crossed (for a change) as he scrutinized us from top to bottom. "How do you expect to have any results if the only thing you do is sleep?!"

My nephew and I were still recovering from the shock, in that typical confused daze and discomfort when we're woken up so suddenly. I almost gave Piccolo a piece of his mind, but then I remembered everything that happened the day before; of how he saved our lives from the lionesses and that he was now our official trainer.

"G-Good morning, Master!" I tried my best to sound confident.

"Good morning, Mr. Piccolo," added Gohan, bowing and almost tripping forward.

"GOOD MORNING, MY FOOT!" he snapped, harshly. Then he curbed himself; his nostrils flaring as he controlled his breathing. "Today, we'll begin our Training, with the goal of fighting against the Saiyans who will arrive to Earth within a year. I expect discipline, order, and obedience. And if these rules are not followed, you'll pay the price."

"Yes sir!" we promptly responded. Why did I have the impression that it looked like a Military Training?

Confirming my thoughts, Piccolo said, "Your first task of the Training is... Introduce yourselves! Say something about you that impresses me. Let's see if what you have in terms of strength, you also have in terms of creative potential. If I don't like what you say, you'll pay me five hundred push-ups, here and now!"

"B-But, we didn't even have breakfast!" replied a desperate Gohan. I thought the same, but I didn't have the guts to say it.

"That's your problem, not mine, brat! In fact, I don't want any demands regarding your food. I've had enough of the useless stuff you've asked me for yesterday." He gave me a disapproving look. "You'll eat what I choose, and when I decide."

We swallowed hard, and our stomachs growled loudly to complete our humiliating situation.

"Aunt Lettie..." he whispered, his eyes teary at me. "Can you go first?"

I got to thinking. What on earth did Piccolo want us to say as an introduction?! Would he like us to tell him about any great things we've done? I could talk about my victories in the clandestine arenas... But, what about Gohan? Would he say how many A's he got on his practice exams in his studies with Chi-chi?

That's when I remembered the slap I gave Piccolo in the face the day before.

Yes! I should surprise him, just like I did with that slap!

I needed to say something so absurd about myself that it would leave him in a state of confusion, and then maybe, he could finally give us a decent breakfast!

I straightened up, acquired a serious expression and declared at the top of my lungs like a true soldier, "I AM LETTIE, FUTURE BEST SAIYAN WARRIOR THIS UNIVERSE HAS EVER SEEN. I CROSSED THE OCEAN FIVE TIMES ON DOGGY PADDLE AND KILLED THREE SHARKS BY DROWNING THEM. I'M THE ONE WHO DOESN'T PAY PUSH-UPS, BUT PUSHES THE EARTH DOWN! EVERYTHING FOR THE MISSIOOOOON!!!!"

My nephew was smart enough to realize what I did, and went on, "MY NAME IS SON GOHAN, SON OF THE STWONGEST MAN IN THE WORLD, SON GOKU, THE UNDIEABLE! I AM THE ONE WHO SLAPPED THE EARTH, AND IT IS SPINNING TO THIS DAY. MEMBER OF THE MOST RANDOM TEAM IN THE GALAXIES AND NUMBER ONE FAN OF MOM'S SUSHIS! LET'S GOOOOOO!!!!!!!"