A/N: This story is set before the Cell Games, but after Cell has come. Hope you like, and remember, you read, you review!

It was a bright day at the Son house. Bluebirds were singing, elephants sat on pie, Vegeta yelled at Trunks at his house, and Goku was helping Gohan with his homework. All in all, a normal day. Wait, Goku was helping Gohan with homework? We better take a look at that.

Inside, two figures sat at the kitchen table, staring at a book entitled, Math. Oh boy, the Math book, Goku's doomed. See look, he is scratching his head with a fork.

"Ok dad pay attention," Gohan said. "I need to find the area of a circle, so I do pi times radius2, right?"

"Uh huh," Goku answered unsurely.

"So the diameter is 12, then divide that by 2, to get the radius" Gohan said slowly.

"Uh, sure," Goku mumbled.

"Then you do the radius (which is 6) times the radius to get 36," Gohan stated.

"I think that's right," Goku "intelligently" answered.

"Good, now you do pi times 36 to get the answer," Gohan instructed. "Now you finish the problem."

"36 times pie?" Goku asked.

"Yes," Gohan informed.

"OK I'll be right back." With that statement, Goku walked off.

"Oh, boy, I'm doomed," Gohan thought.

Goku flew off into the bright blue sky. Or is it baby blue? Sky blue? Whatever, the point is, he flew into the some-type-of-blue sky. Where is he headed? Not quite sure, let's go see.

He flew above a city, searching for something. He seemed to find what he was looking for, because he dived down. He landed on the sidewalk in front a place that looked like a store. What kind of store? A bakery. Should of known.

Goku walked into the bakery, smelling delicious smells of goodies. He looked around for who knows what.

"What am I looking for again?" "Something about Math, oh yeah, pie!"

He tapped a nearby costumer.

"Sir, do you know what 36 times pie is?" Goku shouted.

The guy just looked at him like he was a whackjob. Poor, guy, he didn't even see it coming. Nobody wants to do Math in a bakery. You go there for food, not Math. The dude just walked off, not even bothering to say good bye. Stupid mean guy.

Goku looked around for somebody that might help. He spotted a lady in a formal looking outfit with a briefcase. Hey, she has a briefcase, those people are always smart!

"Excuse me mam with a briefcase!" Goku called. "Can you help me?"

The lady walked over, looking annoyed.

"What is it?" She said sternly.

"What is 36 times pie?" Goku asked.

"113.04," the lady answered. "Now good day to you sir"

Goku blinked. Well, that takes care of that. Goku walked over to the register.

"Can I have 113.04 pies?" Goku asked. "Please?" (ChiChi told him to use more manners).

"Why would you need so many pies?" The cashier asked.

"To help Gohan with his Math"

"OK, whatever."

"So, can I have them?"

"Sure, but what do I do about the .04?"

"Cut a pie into 4 pieces an give it to me"

"Ok"

Back at the Son house, things were quite boring. Gohan sat at the table, fiddling with his pencil. ChiChi was on the couch, reading a book. Gohan stood up and stretched.

"Gosh, what is taking dad so long?" He yawned. "I didn't even tell him to go anywhere".

"Well, maybe he got sidetracked by some evil villains" ChiChi answered. "But that is okay, as long as he keeps the world safe and doesn't die".

"Are you ok mom?"

"Yes, why do you ask?"

"No reason"

Something is seriously wrong with his mother, she would never say anything like that! Oh well, it doesn't really matter, she'll be fine later.

The door opened and in walked a huge figure.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Gohan and ChiChi screamed simultaneously.

Papers flew everywhere. Books closed themselves and dived under the couch. Gohan hid behind a lamp. ChiChi jumped on the counter. It was chaotic.

The large figure slowly and not so stealthily walked into the house. Tripping over many items, it bumped into Gohan's lamp. The lights turned on, and revealed itself, a mountain of pies with arms wrapped around them.

"Hi guys!" The pies said with Goku's voice. "What's wrong?"

"The pies ate dad!"

"Goku, no!"

"What, pies ate me?"

Then, suddenly, everything froze. Time, air, even Vegeta in the gravity room training.

"What?" ChiChi asked.

Gohan walked over to the pies. He grabbed one and threw it to the ground. In the spot that was a pie, is now Goku's face.

"It's dad!"

"Yeah, I got some pie to help you with your math"

Gohan face palmed himself. "Did you think I said pie as in p-i-e?"

"Yeah, what else is there?"

"Pi as in p-i, equal to 3.14"

"Oh, well we have a lifetime supply of pies now"

"I can see that"

"I got the answer to the problem"

"Really, what is it?"

"Umm, 113.04"

"Is that how many pies you got?"

"Yep"

"Wow, how much did it cost?"

"I was supposed to pay?"

Another face palm. "Of course"

Gohan walked over to the table and picked up the math book. He pointed to a sign that looks like this:π.

"See that, that means pi, p-i"

"Ok, why do I care?"

"Whenever you see this symbol, just think 3.14, not pie"

"Gohan, I'm not good at math"

"I know, but you're the only help I got right now."

Everyone burst out laughing. Goku walked over to Gohan and pat him on the head. Gohan laughed and hugged him. Awww, so cute. ChiChi sighed. Even Vegeta sensed that something strange was going on. Hey, that's Vegeta's gut for you.

Gohan walked over to his paper and wrote down the answer. He picked up his paper and put it in his binder. Then, he closed his book, grabbed his binder, and walked upstairs. When he reached his room, he set it next to his bedtime table.

He looked out of the window to see a figure flying closer in the horizon. Sensing a large power coming from the person, he noticed it was flying toward their house. Running downstairs, he dashed the get the door.

"Dad we've got company!" He yelled.

There was a knock at the door. Gohan opened the door to find a tall, green alien standing at the door.

"Piccolo!" He greeted, a little too loud for the Namekians sensitive ears.

"Hi Gohan" He said.

Goku walked over the door, noticing Piccolo had arrived.

"Goku, just the man I was looking for," Piccolo said.

"Why were you looking for him?"

"We need to talk," Piccolo said, all too mysteriously. "It's about Cell"

A/N: Hope you liked it! As I said above, you read, you review. Flamers accepted, so I can roast my marshmallows! Yummm, marshmallows. For people that read this before, i decided to take out those comments, if I missed any, please alert me.