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As a thank you, I've already finished part 42 for you and even in longer than planned! There are 4 pages of text for you to read!

I very much hope that my efforts to write well are worth it and that you like it. This part is all about Picco and Kelli! ^ - ^ "

Tried to incorporate romance? Well, read for yourself and then tell me what you think of it!

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A journey into the world of fantasy!

Part 42

I spent quite a long time cleaning the wound with great care and care.

In between I had to take care of the campfire again so that it wouldn't go out.

As I could see, the wound was indeed deep and still bleeding slightly.I reproached myself for not being able to do any more. "Hopefully it will heal quickly! Oh damn it! Why can't I do more for you?" I suddenly said loudly. Piccolo looked at me again with his typical facial expression. "It's okay! You did everything you could!" he said calmly. His voice was back to its harsh tone. I looked at him briefly with a very sad look. "No! Not at all!" I countered and looked again at his right upper arm. With both of my hands I stroked his upper arm with the thumb of my right hand. I was completely lost in thought. Didn't notice anything. Piccolo looked at me as, but I wasn't really bearing even that. As if I was wondering what else I could do. >> I don't even have something to bandage his upper arm. Damn it!!!! What am i doing <<

So a few moments of thought passed for me when an idea occurred to me. "I've got it! Yes, you can!" I suddenly shouted loudly and Piccolo looked at me slightly surprised. "What?What do you mean? "He asked me. I smiled broadly, said nothing and first took off my jacket. Then my blouse, then I put my jacket back on. The whole time I hadn't noticed the cold because of the grief! ^ - ^ "

But now I felt it again. I quickly grabbed the firewood from which I fortunately had enough and put some more into the fire. So that it stayed warm close to the campfire. Then I grabbed my little scissors and cut my blouse. So now I had something to bandage his upper arm. Juhuuuu! ^ - ^

Piccolo watches everything I did in silence. I wasn't sure, but he must also be looking me straight in the eye. This no longer made me unsure when I thought of the past! ^ - ^ "

Now I had processed my blouse so that I had bandage material. Shortly before I put it on him, I came very close to the wound and breathed a little kiss on it. "So ..... and now heal very quickly!" I said quietly and calmly.Then I bandaged Piccolo's injured upper arm. When this was done, I looked at my masterpiece and grinned contentedly. "Well please! I knew how!" it came from me and looked at Piccolo with a broad smile. He looked with his typical, serious expression. "Well then!" I said quickly and sat down near the fire again. Because I was really cold! >> Brrrrr ........! I'm cold! << I thought and stretched my hands very close to the fire. I grabbed some firewood again and put it on the fire. Then I pulled my legs up to me and my arms too! (The typical, I feel very cold! ^ - ^ ")

I even started to shiver. Piccolo saw that, because suddenly he put the blanket over my shoulders again. "Piccolo?" I asked astonished and looked at him. Our eyes met. We both looked each other in the eye. His facial expressions were still the same. "How so?" it still came from me. "I don't need a blanket!" he said and then turned his gaze forward again."But you are the badly injured here! And that I put the blanket over you was a nurse's instruction on my part! Well ... it should be!" I countered. Wanted to put the blanket from me to put it back over him.

"No!" came briefly from him in a calm, hoarse voice. I looked at him. His gaze was directed forward, his facial expression was again his typical one. So his serious, evil look! ^ - ^ Was that an intimidation attempt?

At first I didn't know what to say, what to do. But then all of a sudden I felt like teasing Piccolo! ^ - ^ "Didn't know why but it was like that. I felt like it.

Yes, I really wanted to annoy Piccolo a bit and that in the middle of the night when you should be sleeping! ^ - ^ "Well then!

I got up slowly and stood to his right. Looked down at him and played the offended, angry, sour! "You contradict? I would really like to bite your ear off for that!Hmm ... or rather tear it off? "Came a soft one from me. Piccolo didn't move, his arms were crossed over his chest! He only let out a short, choppy:" hm! " "Pah!")

"You don't believe me? Well then Piccolo!" it came from me and cracked loudly with my fingers. I sat down on my knees, back on the floor and grabbed his right ear with my right hand! But before I could even touch her he had grabbed my wrist with his right hand and was holding it!

As before, his gaze was directed forward, he did not turn his head towards me. In my brazen phase that I just had, I continued! ^ - ^ "

Now I came with my left hand and ..... well the same game. Piccolo grabbed my left wrist with his left hand. But for that he had to turn to me. Our poor were there ..... now somehow crossed over? I tried to tear myself away, but it didn't work!I also tried to straighten up. Which, of course, didn't work, Piccolo didn't get up with me, he stayed where he was. Piccolo held me tight, I really couldn't get away from him. Suddenly I kind of slipped off the floor and fell right on top of him.

We both fell to the ground. First I lay on top of him and started laughing. He looked at me seriously, angrily. I quickly looked very nice, but then had to grin again. I rolled off of him and lay my back on the floor. Piccolo was lying on the left side of his body right next to me. With his left, leaning his head on the ground. He looked at me. I him as if I was still grinning. "I got you on it!" I said with a giggle. "Child!" he said suddenly with unchanged facial expressions. I looked at him offended and stuck my tongue out briefly. "Uhh!" I did and now had to laugh again.

Then we looked at each other for a few moments in silence.He with his typical serious facial expressions and I smile broadly!

"Did you really believe that I wanted to rip your ears off?" I asked in now. "No! And even if ... you would never have made it!" it came from him calmly and with absolute certainty. With a nasty, pouting story, I looked at him. "Ha! Don't be so sure about that," came my play and looked up. Above me into the branches of the tree lit by the campfire!

In the corner of my eye I could briefly see how he gently pulled the right corner of his mouth up into a smile. I looked at him again, very calmly. When he was still with that gentle smile in the story, he looked at me too.

"Piccolo ..." I said softly "Even if I had created it ... I would never do it! Your ears are sometimes the most attractive thing about you!" (Oh dear ... whispers of love? Why do I write that?)

Piccolo's slight smile suddenly disappeared and his serious facial expression came back again, he said nothing.

Had I offended him somehow? "Really Piccolo! I think your ears are one of the most beautiful things about you! I told him." I love her! I added quietly.

"And what else?" he suddenly asked me, he probably wanted to know exactly!

Without hesitation, I raised my left hand towards his right ear. Slowly I did this because I didn't know how Piccolo would react to it. To my amazement, he didn't respond at all this time. When I got to his left ear, I gently stroked his ear up and down with my index finger. "As I said ... your ears!" I said softly. Then I walked slowly down to his cheek and stroked it too. "Your cheeks ..." Now I raised my hand and held it briefly in front of his eyes. "Your eyes....!" I went on and walked on. "Your nose ..." I gently stroked his nose for a moment. Piccolo himself did not react in the least while I was doing any of this.As if he was still looking at me with his serious facial expression. "Your chin ..." I continued and stroked his chin twice. I looked at him briefly. Straight into his eyes again. His gaze was penetrating again. I was not confused and now looked up at his forehead. Should I? >> Should I? Who knows how he will react to that? He is very sensitive there! << thought in the first moment but in the next I did it. Slowly I put my index finger in the direction of his left antennae. Shortly before this I stopped for a moment, but Piccolo made no decent stopping me.

"Your feelers ..." I said softly and in the next moment my index finger was on his left feeler. I proceeded very carefully and delicately, I didn't want to hurt him or anything!

Twice I stroked his feeler up and down, and I could see Piccolo closing his eyes. The expression on his face was very relaxed. So he must have liked it very much?^ - ^ ""

Well, after all, he was sensitive to his feelers. I smiled briefly. Suddenly I put my finger over his mouth and gently stroked his lips. "Your lips ..." came very quietly from me and looked at Piccolo again. He also looked at me again and very deeply. His gaze was penetrating and steady. And there was also that lightning in them again. Suddenly I was completely different again when I saw this look from him. I got goosebumps and started shaking easily.

He raised his right hand and grabbed my wrist. As if he were looking deep into my eyes. His look, I couldn't get away from him. He was getting closer to me now, inch by inch. "Piccolo ..." I whispered softly He was very close, then in the next moment his lips touched mine. It was like being electrocuted. It was as if I