Training Partners; Vegeta vs. Piccolo

Otoshi- DBZ- the Z Fighters!

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“Do you want an other one Vegeta?”, Bulma grins ear to ear, the fact that she’s had at least 5 beers in the last hour quite evident on her face… and breath for that matter. “well? Do you Vegeta!?”, “huh? What is it woman?”, “I said, do you want an other hot dog?”, “oh, no, seeing Kakarot eat has killed my appetite. now go away!”, “okay!” she says gleefully in he drunken state. “I’ll have his if he’s not going to eat it!” yells Goku from across the large yard. The z fighters were all here, Yamcha and Puar, Tien and Chaotzu, Goku’s whole family, including his new baby Goten and father in law Ox-King, naturally hogging the aforementioned baby. Master Roshi, Oolong and turtle came all the way from the Island too. And the happy couple, Krillin and 18 arrived fashionably late of course. And somewhere in there is Yajirobe, most likely stealing the credit for something from somebody while stuffing his face. However, noticeably absent is the one person Vegeta actually wants to see, the one person he hopes DOESN’T show up. “c’mon Vegeta! Quit being such a stick in the mud!” hollers Bulma’s mother. Of course, Vegeta IS being a stick in the mud, but that’s just his usual social self. He stood off, away from the action of the tables, arms folded, leaning against the wall. He’d much prefer to have been training, but it was taking forever, in his opinion, for Br. Briefs to upgrade the ship to be able to exceed 150 times earths gravity. Of course, as things get going, and the defenders of the earth are just starting to get rowdy, Vegeta’s ear twitches, then his nose, as the electric feeling encompasses him he gets a bit wide eyed, finally, as his tail twitches, he looks out of the corner of his eye to see the flowing white cape, gracefully descending from the sky. Though he tries to hide it, he still blushes slightly. Piccolo, being a master of timing, had successfully snuck into the gathering without making a scene. After just a few steps on terra firma, his eyes lock onto Vegetas, he too tries to hide his blush, but it is forced in the next steps “MISTER PICCOLO!”, “huh!?… UF!”, he is nearly tackled by Gohan, now tall enough to plant his face just above the Nameks sash. Piccolo is very red-faced as Gohan hugs him. His eyes dart over to Vegeta, whom is now blushing furiously himself. “I almost didn’t think you’d come!”, “uh, well, I…”, Gohan is quickly distracted by Trunks, instigating play, and runs off after him.

Having been momentarily… distracted… Vegeta is surprised by the drunken Bulma, she grabs his arm, “uh! What? Hey!”, “come on spoil sport!”, she drags him, begrudgingly, over to the large table. The real meal was about to be served. “come on Piccolo! There’s one seat left! Better grab it before one of the kids do!”, yells Goku. Piccolo recoups his grumpy facade and trudges over to the seat, in the chaos of the group, it isn’t until he is about to sit down that he realizes that it’s right next to Vegeta. He hesitates a moment, then sits down, deciding that saying anything would be worse. Vegeta, already sitting with his arms crossed, gaze cast, uninterestedly, at the ground, shows no other reaction than a slight blush, only noticeable to a few at the table, but only one them was sober enough to take note.


“DAD! NO CATS AT THE TABLE!” protests Bulma to her father, “THIS CAT IS A CERTIFIED CAPSULE CORP TECHNICIAN!”, “HEY! I’M A CAT!”, “sorry, I didn’t mean it like that Puar.”

Finally, everything settles, more or less, and the gigantic animal of some exotic sort, slow barbequed over 24 hours, is being generously carved and served up by Chi-Chi, whom had decided, of her own accord, that she was the only one qualified to do so. Piccolo sits his hands in his lap, feeling that sitting in the same position as Vegeta might be a bit, awkward, and possibly draw unwanted attention. Being at the end of the very long table, they have their plates passed down to them first. As all eyes are on the food, Piccolo, discreetly slides his hand over to Vegetas leg and gives his thigh a tender squeeze under the table. Vegetas only response is to shift his leg over, pressing it against Piccolos. They try to act normal as the tipsy Goku stands and starts his speech, “glad you’re all here and healthy! NOW LET’S EAT! I’M STARVING!” Chi-Chi ruffles her nose frustrated as he starts into his food before even fully sitting down!


It’s fully dark by the time they are all done eating. Chi-Chi takes control of the young ones, be they of her own blood or not, and ushers them off to the house and bed. At the same time, the group moves over to the massive stone patio/ courtyard. They all sit around chattering and laughing as Bulma comes out with a huge tray of bottles and glasses of every sort and size, “HERE is the GOOD stuff! *hic*”, she slurred out as she set it on a bench. Acting as the bartender she slops out liquor of every sort to everyone, whether they ordered any or not. Vegeta had been given an oddly small glass he thought, Bulma had said some word he didn’t understand when she gave it to him, “t… tah kee la?” he repeated to himself. He gulped it down in one mouthful. At first it tasted horrible but then he found it refreshing and tart, like the little green citric fruit that Bulma kept stocked all of the time, “interesting“. Being ‘so very good at it‘, Bulma works tirelessly to keep every one’s glasses as filled as she likes her own, at least 80% of the drinks make it to their intended recipients, rather than to her lips. Piccolo, seeing that even Vegeta is partaking of these beverages, opted to have a little bit of sake, to join in as it were.


Krillin and Roshi are out cold. After a drinking game they’d maxed out and will be paying the consequences in the morning. Goku is plastered and is complaining that he’s hungry again, he staggers off toward the table, still laden with snack foods, chips and dips and the like. Chi-Chi, frustrated that Bulma doesn’t share her ridiculous views on proper study habits of the first born son, has taken Gohan home to study. Vegeta is being pestered by Yamchas incessant questioning about Bulma whilst Piccolo is being inundated by questions regarding technique in the martial arts from Tien. Piccolo decides to offer his 12th sake to Tien, which, as it turns out, was the perfect amount, as Tien throws the drink back between words, he suddenly turns a bit green, he stands and takes off toward the hedges on the perimeter of the yard and proceeds to… evacuate. Vegeta finishes the drink in his hand and stands up, he starts to walk off into the darkness of the grounds outside the courtyard, in the general direction of the, yet to be completed, ship. “hey Vegeta! Where you going?” hollers Goku, “the bathroom!” he growls back. A few seconds after he disappears into the darkness, Piccolo stands, a bit wobbly, “I should get going.” he says and takes a few steps to get his composure, then leaps into the air. Piccolo descends almost immediately though, just out of sight of the others, on the other side of the ship. He walks toward the domed building. He sees Vegeta… relieving… himself on the wall of the building, one leg straightened, the other bent, one had on the wall to hold himself up, the other aiming his stream, his tail waving and twitching about. Piccolo approaches him quietly. As Vegeta shakes, he is just 2 paces behind him. “I know you’re there” Vegetas voice is cold. He puts himself away and turns, “we could be seen.”, “I had to see you”, “why?”, “you know why Vegeta.” Vegeta sides steps a few times along the wall, so as to get away from his puddle, and leans against the rounded wall, one leg bent, his foot on the wall, he crosses his arms and diverts his gaze. Piccolo follows him closely. “no one can see us over here.”, “but still…”, Piccolo leans toward Vegeta, propping his hand on the wall next to Vegetas head. “please don’t, not here.”, “what difference does that make? I told you, no one can see us back here”, “some one could come… and…”, Piccolo touches Vegetas chin with just a single finger and directs the Saiyans eyes up to his own, “just a kiss then…”, Vegeta blushes and closes his eyes, “f… fine… but only one, a quick one”, Piccolo smiles a bit. He bends deeply at the waist to kiss Vegeta. Vegeta tries to break the kiss, but the wall is to near to the back of his head. Piccolos hands slip around Vegetas narrow waist then slide down. He lifts Vegeta by the hips and pins him to the wall with his own body, slightly on top of him, due to the domes curvature. Vegeta protests and struggles some, but Piccolo slides his hand up his back and to the back of his neck, keeping the kiss going. Vegeta can’t struggle in this position, not without drawing attention. His will to resist feigning, Vegeta tries to see if anyone is coming, seeing no one, he lets his eyes fall closed. His hands stop pushing against Piccolos shoulders and start to slide along them, he wraps his arms around Piccolos neck, finally allowing Piccolos tongue to access his own. Piccolo releases his grip on Vegetas neck, sliding that hand down Vegetas side and leg, lifting it to his side, as Vegeta lifts the other one and interlocks his feet behind Piccolo, Piccolo slides that hand up the leg, gripping Vegetas rump through the denim.


They kiss more and more passionately for many minutes. Their clothes feel more and more constricting and hot. Piccolos grip shifts up from Vegetas hind end to un-tuck his shirt. Then, “oh man! I had WAY too much to drink!”, Gokus voice is unmistakable! Their kiss is broken as they stare at him in shock. Goku seems not to pay any significant attention to them, he staggers up to the same spot on the wall that Vegeta had use just minutes before. He unzips his jeans and flops his dick out. They both blush a bit, their eyes are automatically drawn to the motion, they both go wide eyed, though only ¾ the length of Piccolo, Gokus dick is INCREDIBLY thick! A real monster, so big in fact, that, even flaccid, it has a few, noticeable veins on it! They stay totally motionless as he relieves himself on the wall. Once he’s finished and shakes, he stuffs it back in its hiding place, zips up, gives a half wave, says “hey guys, see you later” and staggers back off toward the party. Their eyes meet again, still stunned at what had just happened, and seen. Piccolo looks Vegeta over quickly, “I… I need you now!” he groans, kissing him hard. Between kisses Vegeta spits out “the ship!” Piccolo lets him slide to the ground, Vegeta grabs Piccolos hand and makes for the ships entrance, their size difference making them look like a child leading his father in the night.


They run around to the front of the ship. Vegeta forgoes the ramp, opting to levitate up to the key pad. He opens the door and throws Piccolo in by his arm! Before he can recover, the door is closing and Vegeta is straddling and kissing him. He goes with it and kisses back, wrapping his arms around his lover. Piccolo doesn’t take long to get back to work, he finishes un-tucking Vegetas shirt and pulls it off of him. Vegeta sits back for a second, now shirtless, allowing Piccolo to drink him in with his eyes, Piccolo slides his hands up Vegetas sides and pecs as Vegeta arches his back and bites his lower lip, undoing his jeans with one hand. When Piccolos hands reach Vegetas shoulders he pulls him back into a kiss. Vegeta brings his legs together and Piccolo hooks his thumbs into his pants and underwear, roughly pushing them down off of Vegetas tight, round ass. Piccolo grabs hold with both hands, kneading and squeezing the soft, supple cheeks as their owner maneuvers them down, kicking them off, along with his shoes, and returning his knees to Piccolos sides. He sits up and tugs and pulls on Piccolos sash, quickly loosening it, he tosses it aside as he pulls Piccolos shirt up. Piccolo sits up slightly, letting Vegeta remove the garment more easily while he kicks his shoes off. Vegeta pulls on the knot of the drawstring, then tugs on the waistband to loosen it, he starts them down, Piccolo pushes them down further, but the impatient Vegeta hooks his toes into the waist band and straightens out, pushing them well past Piccolos knees, letting him kick them off on his own. Vegeta rises to his knees, this time straddling Piccolos legs. He grabs the huge piece of green flesh before him and lifts it off of Piccolos abs. Vegeta takes it into his mouth with confidence and lust. He sucks and bobs on it some before shooting a look up at Piccolo, watching him intently, and pressing himself down. Farther and farther he goes! Piccolos member is crammed in his mouth, it’s throbbing tip pressing at the entrance to his throat! He backs off a bit, takes a deep breath, then press down again, this time, he relaxes and swallows! Piccolo is amazed at the feeling and sight! The Purple tip lunges forward! The Saiyan pauses, then presses on, swallowing more and more of it! Piccolos eyes roll back and his head slumps back, he lets out a long, low moan as Vegetas lips finally contact his groin. Pressing even further, Vegeta plants his nose into Piccolos abs! Vegeta stays there a second, wiggling his head a bit. Piccolo grunts and moans in lustful disbelief! Finally, Vegeta eases back up, letting Piccolos flesh free with a wet POP! Piccolo collapses back, his dick standing a FULL attention while absolutely GUSHING pre! As Vegeta smiles triumphantly, he spreads the silky slick fluid all over its source, coating it thoroughly even as it continues to gush forth copiously! Piccolo takes a few breaths to recover, he looks down at the smug Saiyan, “get… your… ASS… up here… NOW!!!” Vegeta starts to slowly crawl up Piccolo, but Piccolo grabs his arm and hoist him up, into position. He reaches between Vegetas legs and grabs his dick, which is laying against Vegetas back and buns. He slides his grip toward the tip, this forces Vegeta to rise up, while causing more pre to pool at his tip. He presses his tip to Vegetas entrance, squeezing the last bit of pre out. The fluid coats Vegetas entrance thickly. Piccolo grabs Vegetas hips and presses him down mercilessly! Vegetas eyes go a wide as ever and he makes no sound for several seconds. Finally he begins to twitch and shake, collapsing forward, catching himself with his hands on Piccolos chest, “too… f…. fast!…” he whispers. Feeling Vegeta relaxing and loosening as he says this, Piccolo sits up, wraps his arms around Vegeta, his fingers wrapping around Vegetas shoulders. He presses the Saiyan down, hard, making him gasp and pant as Piccolo licks and kisses his neck, “you’re tough! I couldn’t break you if I tried! Besides…”, he grabs vegetas hair in his fist, pulling it back slowly, making vegetas head tilt back and to the side, positioning his ear next to Piccolos mouth, so that he can whisper into it, “…you loved it…” Vegeta bites his lower lip as Piccolo goes back to biting and licking his neck. Piccolos hand that is not full of Saiyan hair, slides down to grip his ass once more. He squeezes it hard and pulls up, lifting Vegeta, extracting just over half of his cock, then he slams him back down! He only gives the Saiyan 3 strokes to get used to it before he starts to ramp up the pace! As Piccolo speeds up he leans back, finally laying flat, he shifts his grip to Vegetas hips once more.


After several minutes of Vegeta, rather happily one should add, bouncing no Piccolos lap, Piccolos drunken mind is suddenly stricken with inspiration! As though it’s nothing, Piccolo whips his legs apart, spreading them into a full side-split. As he leans forward he lays Vegeta on his back, then continues the opposing arcs of his legs till they come back together, now behind him. He bends on leg till it’s under him and supporting his weight. He shifts Vegeta onto his side, facing away from the aforementioned leg. Piccolo bends his other leg up under himself too, now he straddles one of Vegetas legs. Now he presses Vegetas other leg up as high and straight as possible! He slowly thrusts, Vegeta now makes even more, even cuter noises as he feels even tighter around Piccolos throbbing green flesh! Piccolo pounds Vegeta ferociously for some time in this rather, compromising, position, as Vegeta has absolutely no control!


The alcohol has, and still is, affecting Piccolo MUCH more than he thought! His skin feels as though it’s on fire! His lust is unrelenting… and un restrained. Without warning, he tosses Vegeta over onto his stomach. Piccolo, staying embedded within Vegeta, rotates his position, so that his is looking at the back of Vegetas legs. Now, he spreads his legs, straddling Vegetas back, he leans back, as he does so, he takes each of Vegetas legs under his arms correlatively (er… note from author: that means one under each arm on the same side as it is :thumb: ). As he rises to his knees, Vegeta is left with his face, planted into the floor, his back now deeply bent, he can look up and back to see Piccolos undercarriage, and his own butt, being penetrated! Now, Piccolo rises into a deep horse stance, then he shifts back, trying to get Vegetas hips, totally parallel with his shoulders in both orientation with the ground, and right over each other, luckily for Vegeta, he still has the presence of mind to push Vegetas body to the limit, but be careful not to injure him, notice that I use the word “injure”, as opposed to “hurt” though, granted, Vegeta doesn’t complain ever. Once Piccolo is satisfied that Vegeta is fully bent in half, he commands callously, “spread your legs now, all the way!” Vegeta half heartedly complies, he is more interested in the feeling of all of this, and how this position drives Piccolos dick into his prostate (henceforth to be referred to as his G-spot or A-spot) powerfully, making his cock twitch with excitement! “MORE! I want to see them in a FULL split!” Vegeta pushes them further, groaning some before finally meeting Piccolos desired 180 degrees! “YES!” Piccolo growls and, with no acceleration at all, he resumes hammering into Vegetas hot passage! Piccolo is almost vicious to Vegeta, but the Saiyan, never makes a single sound of complaint, LOTS of other sounds, but none are meant as complaints.


Piccolo finally feels his seed burning to escape! He slides out of Vegetas butt and eases him down into a flat position. As soon as Vegetas knees hit the floor though, Piccolo drops to his knees behind him! Dizzy from his previous position and overpowering sensations, Vegeta is given no chance to recover before Piccolo once again enters him! Piccolo lifts his lover, hugging him from behind, biting and sucking on his neck! Barely in his own mind at this point, Vegeta almost yells, “PICCOLO! BITE ME LIKE YOU DID BEFORE… but… this time… I… I want a SCAR!… MAKE ME YOURS!” Piccolo is unsure if he’d heard this right, he slows his pace some, “are… are you sure?”, Vegeta pants back, “yes! I‘m CERTAIN!”


Piccolo returns to his previous pace. He slides on hand up to grip Vegetas neck around the throat, his other slides down to the Saiyans pulsating, leaking dick. He starts to kiss and nibble on Vegeta, where his neck and shoulder meet on the left side, right where he unintentionally bit before. He grazes his canines over the soft, sweaty flesh, “yes! …” Vegeta utters. He bites down, not breaking the skin yet, he starts to stroke Vegetas needy member while pounding extra hard into him! “I… I’m cumming Piccolo! Please! Do it now! Ah!”, Piccolo thrusts harder into the Saiyan! Together, they let fly their seed! They collapse back together, Piccolo still biting onto Vegeta, but Vegetas skin remains unbroken. “you… didn’t… do it…” Vegeta says between pants. They pass out together.


Bulma, now more or less sober, bursts into the house of sleeping, drunk/ hung over guests, this only wakes up Krillin. “what is it Bulma? You look like you’ve seen your own ghost?” Bulmas response is almost unintelligible, “I…I…I..I… check…. Check…. Ship for…. For… booze stash…. And… and… and…SLEEPING!… t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t…. TOGETHER!?…. P-P-P-P-P-P-PICCOLO! And-and-and-and…. V-v-v-v-v-v-v-v-VEGETA!…. It…. I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I don’t know! What!? I….”, Krillin has passed out again. Bulma staggers in a drunk, yet, traumatized manner toward her room where she promptly faints.


Vegeta wakes up in Piccolos arms, being cuddled from behind. Though he doesn’t move, Piccolo is awakened by the change in his breathing. “good morning” he says softly, sweetly to Vegeta. Vegeta rolls onto his back as Piccolo rises onto one elbow, to look down into his lovers eyes. Vegeta wraps his arm around Piccolos shoulders, Piccolos free arm strokes Vegetas face with the back of his hand, and his trapped arm scratches the back of Vegetas head. Piccolo wraps his free arm around Vegeta and they kiss, Vegetas arms wrap around Piccolos neck. “Piccolo?”, “yes my prince?”, “I don’t really remember all of last night very well, but… I think I asked you to do something at the end of it… and… I…”, “you want to know why I decided not to?”, Vegeta nods and stares into Piccolos eyes intently. “we were drunk, and, what you had asked me for, it’s, complex, and it’s connotations are… You see… I wanted to be sure it wasn’t a product of lust. It’s not just a mark, it… it means so much more than that! It’s… a decision that is not to be made lightly, if you truly want it, I want you to make that decision of sound mind…” Vegeta pulls him into a slow, passionate kiss. “I know I’m stubborn, and I’m not exactly… sociable. But… if you’ll have me… I… I wish to be yours… I… would… would you… take me as your mate?” Piccolo stares into his eyes, there is no doubt, he senses total conviction, Vegetas only waiver, is his fear that the answer may be ‘no’. Piccolo presses his lips to Vegetas hard. He breaks the kiss, pressing his forehead to Vegetas, “are you certain?”, Vegeta nods, “yes… completely!” Piccolo kisses his cheek, then jaw, then neck. He shifts and guides Vegeta to turn his back to him again. He kisses his way back to that spot for the 3rd time. Piccolo licks the sites of the marks. He clamps onto Vegeta, Vegeta arches his back and whines, “p… Piccolo! I… I LOVE you!”, Piccolo closes his eyes hard, and bites down. Vegeta lets out a sharp gasp and a moan as Piccolos canines sink into his flesh! As his blood begins to bead in a slow trickle down his neck and back, across his shoulders, his body begins to tense and spasm, “PICCOLO! … DO IT! … PLEASE!” with a tear forming in his eye, Piccolo bites harder and harder. Finally, his incisors pierce Vegetas flesh as well! Vegeta moans and cries out, but not in pain. Vegeta gathers his composure some, “you… you’ll have to tug! You’ll have to tear it… or… or the scar won’t be … noticeable! Unh!” Piccolo slides his hand down to grip Vegetas hip, he pulls it to his own, hunching his back to position himself. Piccolo then, slowly, dry-humps Vegetas rump! He pumps with greater and greater verve! This simulates a mount, and thus, lets him inflict the wound perfectly, without permanent damage other than the inevitable scar! “yes! YES! PICCOLO! JUST LIKE THAT! I CAN FEEL IT!” with one final pull, Vegetas tough flesh gives a little, and his blood begins to flow more freely! Vegeta lets out Piccolos name in a great moan! Piccolo eases his pressure and slowly releases his bite. Traces of Vegetas blood still on his teeth and lips he asks, “are you alright my love?” he is caught of guard by Vegeta grabbing the back of his head and pulling it back to the wound, “DRINK!”, “w… WHAT!?”, “you… you have to drink! PLEASE! It… it will link us! PLEASE! You MUST! Or the ritual isn’t complete!”, Piccolo hesitates a moment, but, seeing the concern and need of Vegetas face, he dips his head and wraps his lips around the wound once more. He gently sucks on it, drinking the hot blood of the Saiyan down, it’s metallic taste is, not unpleasant at first, but soon, it is quite delicious!, “yes! Drink me in my love! Our scents will meld… we will be, forever linked… yes…” Piccolo drinks for several moments, Vegeta starts to go slightly pale before the flesh slows, then stops releasing its burning treat. Vegeta takes some time to recover, “the sun is rising” coos Piccolo into his ear.


Vegeta turns in his mates arms, kissing him passionately. “did you enjoy it Piccolo?”, Piccolo blushes, “uh… well… yes… actually…”, “good…”, he kisses Piccolos nose, “because it must be done 2 more times for the scar to fully take… and for my scent to fully integrate with yours”, “I… I see. When?”, “one week intervals is customary”, Piccolo nods, “then, I get to mark you!” Piccolo gets a bit wide eyed, “you… do?”, Vegeta trails a finger over Piccolos pecs, “uh huh! Right over your heart.” Piccolo blushes quite deeply, though he says nothing, he finds himself… looking forward to it, this makes him smile to himself and hug his mate close.


They cuddle for a bit, letting Vegeta regain his color. “oh GODS!” says Vegeta, sitting up, “what is it!”, “the others! They’ll be awake any time now!”, Piccolo had totally forgotten about them, “oh! I forgot about that! I pretended to fly away last night!” Piccolo now gets a clear view of his handy work from here, he sits up, Vegeta sees that he is looking at it. Vegeta blushes, “so… uh… how does it… look…”, Piccolo smiles, leaning down to kiss it gently, “it’s quite fetching actually… now come, we must dress quickly, and without raising our power levels!”, Vegeta nods and they race to get dressed. Piccolo senses out all of the others carefully, confident that they are all inside still, he takes his mate in his arms, kisses him with GREAT passion, then opens the door, “you know where to meet me…” he says, looking back over his shoulder at his lover, with a smug smirk on his face. He jumps out of the ship and skims along the ground, keeping his power level low until he is out of the range in which his taking flight would attract their attention.


Vegeta takes care to cover his fresh wound fully, then heads toward the house. Walking is a bit of a challenge, he is still feeling the effects of the alcohol slightly, but, the nights “other” activities, combined with the momentous event of this morning, have taken the greatest toll. He tries to enter the house nonchalantly, carefully navigating around unconscious bodies. As he makes for the guest room, his room for now, he is quite startled, almost colliding with Bulma at the turn in the hallway. His face turns pale as she blushes and diverts her gaze, trying to pass by him as quickly as possibly, her eyes wide and looking, almost, frightened. Vegeta is worried about that, but, moves on to take a hot shower, and get some food after that.


Bulma zips into the kitchen after having bumped into Vegeta. A trashed looking Krillin is getting a glass of water. Hearing the shower come on, she races to him as quietly as she can. She drops to her knees and grabs him by the shoulder, they are shielded from the view of the others by the kitchens bar/ island thingy (that’s a technical term by the way) “I have GOT to tell this to SOMEBODY and you can NOT tell ANYONE else! GOT IT!?”



~END PART III~