Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Piccolo and Alaura Saga, Episode Four: Children Of The Dawn ❯ Awoken Powers ( Chapter 2 )

The twins were curled up together in their playpen, fast asleep surrounded by various stuffed animals and toys. Most of which were chewed on or torn up due to their inhuman strength from their saiyan side. Alaura always made sure to pick them up new toys when she went shopping or, once in a while, she could persaude Piccolo to materize a new teddy bear or plastic doll for them.

The little creature, which had attached itself to Asere only left the child's side to drink a saucer of warm milk Alaura had poured for it upon arriving back at the house, was sleeping soundly cuddled up inbetween the girls as if it had always done so.

After feeding the girls their lunch, Tae had taken them into the livingroom and put them into their playpen so they could play with their toys before naptime. They'd fallen asleep almost immediately after they'd been set down within the pen.

Piccolo was still outside mediating or training. Alaura wasn't quite sure exactly what and Tae was busy in the studio she had just started to use again to go through her old dance routines in order to work the weight off she'd gained with the twins, training in his own way.

"Just because I'm off-season is not reason for me to become lax in my dancing, Mom." He said to her and she'd felt her heart swell with pride. It was the attitude she'd struggled to instill in all her students when they came to her for instruction on the dance.

Alaura sat on a chair with a paperback open in her lap, the faint light from a candle lit on the table next to the chair gave her enough light by which to read but she realized after scanning the same sentence five times and still not registering it that her mind was elsewhere.

The house was quiet in the afternoon save for the steady sound of her daughters' breathing in sleep and the fast short bursts of breathing from their new `pet', for by unspoken accord they'd all agreed the little creature would stay, and a dripping noise from one of the pipes.

She found herself thinking about Gohan. She had not seen him since she'd left 18 and Krillin's house after being caught with him in bed by not only 18 and Krillin, but by his own girlfriend, Videl, as well.

Every time she thought about that night, she wanted to crawl away and die, for she not only hurt herself, but she'd caused Piccolo, the one person she loved with all her heart and who had trusted and loved her only to have been so betrayed in such a way, to lose the best friend he'd ever had.

She knew that things would never be the same between him and Gohan. There was no way Piccolo would be able to pick up the trust and admiration he used to have for his old student as if nothing had ever occurred. And she knew that Gohan would never be comfortable in old teacher's presence.

She felt horrible that she had come between them in such a way and that she blamed only herself even though she knew, deep down, that he could have choosen not to sleep with her . However, she also did not want the girls to grow up without at least knowing their real father.

She did not want to take away from Piccolo the title and duties of being their father, so she would have had them call Gohan their `Uncle' as their older sister, Neko, used to before the truth were revealed to her about who he really was to her. Gohan had been appoached by her self and Piccolo to help in the creation of their firstborn, so there was no deception there.

But, Gohan had not once come to see these new children he had helped create and Alaura felt sad that they would not know him growing up as Neko had. That was, unless she could convince both him and Piccolo to leave the past behind and become friends once more…

She shook her head. She knew such foolishness would never work. There was no one more stubborn than her husband, (having been together for so long, although never having gone through the ceremonies, by common law she and Piccolo were husband and wife), and she was afraid to ask him about how he felt about Gohan coming around to see the girls lest his mind all ready be set against it.

So deep into her own thought were she that she failed to notice one of her daughters had awoken from her nap and now lay quietly in the playpen, her sister and their new pet curled against her. Eresa wriggled about until she had sat up. She looked around and was about to cry out to be picked up when her eyes alighted on the platter of cookies Alaura had baked earlier while Tae had watched the girls for her.

All her baby mind could conceive of at this point was that she saw some cookies and that she wanted one. She did not care how that came about. She held out her small, pudgy hand in the direction of the platter, which was across the room on table, which could be seen past the archway that seperated the livingroom from the kitchen, and began to reach. At this point Alaura looked up and gasped.

There were cookies, chocolate chip and ginger snaps, floating in the air all around the playpen! She saw Eresa reach up and take one as it floated close to her and bit into it, happily. The other cookies continued to float around her until she laughed and they all came falling onto her sleeping sister who woke up with a scream after being beaned in the head by a falling pastry!

Alaura could only sit there, her book having slipped from her fingers to the floor at her feet, and stare as she saw her daughters munching cookies happily while several of the toys which had been laying around within and outside the playpen begin to float up into the air and circle around the twins, who both laughed at this new game that Eresa had just made up. The little animal, which no one knew exactly what it was, (It looked like a cross between a cat and a furry snake), would leap into the air after a toy and twist it's body as if it had no bones in mid-air after grabbing onto the plaything with both front paws and bearing it to the floor of the playpen. The girls laughed harder when the little creature did this and Eresa waved her little hands to made something else fly up into the air to float near the beast's nose.

What was happening? Alaura wondered as she hasted over to the playpen and picked Eresa up, after which everything fell to the ground as the child's attention was jerked suddenly from them to her mother, and positioned her on her hip before lifting her twin up as well. Their diminutive friend scrambed gracefully out of the playpen and stood near Alaura's leg, gazing up at Asere, who was waving down at it from her place upon her mother's hip.

Alaura stood there holding her children for a moment, wondering what, exactly, she should do. She should go talk to Piccolo about this, that's what she should do! She nodded to herself, feeling shaken after such an odd occurance and carried the girls outside to find her husband.

As she walked outside she was thankful the sun had all ready begun to set and the light did not hurt her eyes.

She followed a well-used path through the forest outside their house to the area she knew Piccolo would be, for it was a peaceful spot he came often to meditate and she'd made use of the area on occasion as a pic-nic spot.

As they walked she began to notice that several small forest-bred creatures, such as squirrels and chipmunks, rabbits and small fluttering songbirds, who had not yet retreated into their nests and burrows for the night, began to follow and hop and scitter about their feet. Alaura had never seen anything like it and she quickened her step, afraid of those wolves from earlier coming upon them.

Eresa waved her hands in the air and a little squirrel floated up to her. She reached out to pet the little animal, whose fur looked soft and warm, and Alaura, reacting out of motherly instinct, batted the creature away from her.

Startled, Eresa watched as the creature fell to the ground, stunned and then stood up and shook it's self all over to get over the experience. Alaura was thankful it hadn't bitten her! It might have had rabies! She began to run, the children bouncing upon her hips, the fear of what was happening to her children making it hard for her to breath and her heart to beat faster.