Every Day I'm Not With Piccolo Is A Day Of Darkness

Every day I'm not with Piccolo is a day of darkness

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✨Sweet like an Apple Love✨

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Piccolo suddenly began developing a love for apples. Lately, their sweet scent started to remind him of Janet on occasion 🍎🍂✨

Piccolet Apple love series 2/?

*read more to see how this date came about!*

A few days ago the pair was in mid conversation as he was picking Pan up from school. The practice of offering the cute teacher the juicy fruit, which Piccolo impulsively initiated every other day, had already been accomplished. As they were about to leave, Janet had a question for Piccolo.

Janet: Oh wait I uh forgot to ask you about the apples-

Piccolo: What? *A hint of panic flared up in his voice as he began to assume the worst* You don’t like them?

Janet: Wait no *she giggled lightly at his worried expression* I love them. I just wanted to ask where you get them from?

Piccolo: *the tension in his shoulders somewhat relaxed as he brought a hand to rub the back of his neck, slightly nervous in her company*

Pan: He gets dem from the woods!

Piccolo: *he suddenly found his thought* Ye-yeah I uh pick them from a nice spot outside the city…

Janet: Ohh! So it must be a secret place you & Pan only go to, huh?

Piccolo: *He gaped at her for a moment, mind going a mile a second as he scrambled to think of what to say next * Well you’re welcome to join me when I go…

Janet: Hmm *she gazed somewhat bashfully to the ground as she held a hand to her cheek before meeting his eyes again* so…like a date…then? 🤭

Piccolo: uh UHHHH 😧❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️yes?

*And just like that Piccolo accidentally asked her out on a date of sorts*