"Happy Mother's day!" Chichi propped herself up on the many pillows in her king sized bed as her young son climbed toward her with a card in his hand. Her husband was to her right with a dozen roses in his hands, her favorite flower. "Oh my goodness! Thank you so much!" She said and kissed her son's check opened the card and read it. Goku eagerly waited until she was done reading it. "Happy Mother's day." He said handing her the flowers. "Thank you, they're so beautiful." Goku was please that she liked them and pleased with himself for remembering today was an important day. He was so happy he didn't have to tend to the farm, or go shopping in the city for supplies but that also meant no training today. Its okay he thought. I'll get back to it tomorrow. Today is her day.
Today they were going to celebrate the strength, sacrifice, and unconditional love women give to their families every day. His wife certainly gave those things to them and he was proud of her for it. He hasn't been a traditional husband to her at all and knows it. He also knows that no outsider looking in could know how much he appreciated his feisty little wife, and how much he loves her but that's for her to know and the world to wonder.
The celebration would include a picnic brunch with friends and family and a balloon release into the sky. They were going to be outside so comfort was a must. Goten and Goku dressed in jeans, t-shirts, and sneakers. Meanwhile Chichi wore a pink pastel maxi sun dress with wedge sandals. She wore gold bangles, hoops, and a long necklace with an anchor pendant that fell at her ribcage. Her hair was pulled back but instead of the usually bun the had a long ponytail. Goku actually sat on the bed and watched her dress and fix her hair. She looked so casual and so… lovely. Her face was fresh and she had such pretty skin. He thought she was so pretty. He always thought that about her he just didn't say it very much. Suddenly they heard a know rumbling from the hallway and Goten entered the room. "Mom, dad, when are we leaving? I'm starving."
They headed to a park in West City to meet their friends. Gohan had a arranged the set up of a large circular table with pink a and with table clothes, utensils, napkins, and flower center piece. Across from the table was the decorated cake table. Edible flowers and fondant folded and formed over a three layered yellow, chocolate, and strawberry with buttercream 40' in cake reading Happy Mother's Day in lavender icing. Tables we're place in a circular motion around the mothers table were Chichi, Bulma and her mother,18, and Videl would sit. It was a lovely set up and the ladies were served mimosas and told not to lift a finger, not to serve anyone anything. Gohan had the all of the ladies favorite foods for breakfast and lunch and a DJ for entertainment set up. All of the ladies complimented him for the beautiful setup.
Everything was perfect. Vegita served Bulma's food, Krillin presented his wife with a diamond tennis bracelet, Gohan showered his wife with kisses and she flashed selfies with him and their daughter. Bulma's parents held each other close and swayed to a jazz song nearly the DJ booth. He saw all the festivities going on around him. He watched as Piccolo, Tien, Yamcha and Puar gave all of the ladies kind words on their special day and master Roshi, Oolong, and Yajirobe stuff their faces. He saw his wife's face shine in delight and her father spoiled his princess with gifts. Hand bags and shoes, and dresses. Her father always spoiled her like that. Sometimes it made him feel funny in a bad way. Like he should be the one spoiling her but he just wasn't good at things like that. It made him feel insecure. Like how he felt now about the white box with the gold bow he had in his hands right now. Apart of him didn't even wanted to give it to her but apart of him wanted to. To prove her could be good at things like that.
"Is that for me?" A soft otherworldly voice asked him from behind. Making him feel, nostalgic, or deja vue, or like he knew something he had never learned. "Huh, what?" He slowly turned to the shapely figure behind him. Her hair was like fire frozen in time. Her teal flesh was a clear as the ocean surrounding Kame House and her red eyes burned deep within him like the ache of love and longing. "Who, who are you?" She scowled at the question. "You KNOW me Goku. You know me very well." They way she said the word know made him very uncomfortable. Like she was confronting and old lover. "Its me Goku. Princess snake."