Piccolo had never understood the significance of Christmas. It seemed pointless, a strange holiday dedicated to merriment and gift-giving. He would rather be training, not sitting at Bulma's party - But Pan had pleaded, her puppy eyes were difficult to resist. So here he is.

"This is a waste of time." The green bean exclaimed, who grew increasingly annoyed at the drunk people and the loud voices. The Namekian watched the revelry with mild annoyance, he just wants to leave and go back to his harsh training.

You and the warrior oblivious to the mistletoe above your heads, everyone staring at you with suppressed laughter and anticipation.