A/N: I didn't expect to get any new stories up soon, but here we go. This will be a collection of one-shots and short stories for DBZ, set mostly during periods of "peace." Misc. stuff as I get random scene and story ideas but don't qualify for a huge story, all with the general themes of family, friendship, goody-goody feels like that. They won't be connected without being mentioned otherwise, and are in no chronological order. The majority are fluff, but a couple will probably eventually handle heavier themes, so I'm putting T for the rating even though most one-shots will fall in the K/K+ rating.

If I do stories with multiple parts (2-3 at most) then I'll do my best to update all parts close together. Otherwise, updates will be slow as ideas come to me at random. My idea is that it will be easier to keep motivated and have my small plot bunnies all in one place.

Most will be within the DBZ timeline, and if any touch on either DB, GT or Super era or else being AU I will make note of it at the beginning of the chapter. Pairings will be canon, unless I have sudden inspiration otherwise, and characters will range depending on the chapter, all of which I will mention at the beginning.

One of these days I won't have a huge author's note at the beginning of my stories. (I doubt it)

Starting out with Gohan/Videl since they're easy for me, and I love them.

Characters: Videl, Gohan, Chi Chi (main) Also: Mr. Satan, Goten, Goku, and Pan

Pairing(s): Gohan / Videl

Disclaimer: Last I checked Akira Toriyama is not a broke American woman. As such, this is fan content for other fans to enjoy.

Videl was tired of this. The twelve-year-old took a couple steps away from her father, as quietly as possible. Luckily, only a couple random civilians took notice of her, with the majority still lapping up everything her father said. She brushed her hair back, tightening one of her pigtails.

Dad was different after the Cell Games. It had been a year, and he was distant with her, and soaked in the glory the press and world gave him. There was less time of them fighting in his dojo, him training her, now that he had a dozen new "students" that didn't know how to punch if they watched a video teaching a baby how to do it.

She traveled the throng and sighed in relief. Mr. Satan's loud voice echoed over the crowd behind him. There was the attention given to them when her father won the World Tournament and she won the Juniors. However, that exploded into being a world savior. She adored the respect; she will be lying if she denied it. They lived more comfortably for the first time since Mom died.

However, it was lonely. Videl wished she could talk to her father without it being like he was putting on a show. Like he was now.

The young fighter searched through the masses. What she was looking for was an escape route. She'll go downtown and find somewhere to hang out. Maybe she should call Erasa. It would be nice to talk to her friend, and her dad trusted her with a cellphone.

Her eyes caught sight of a family at the back of the crowd. Two boys and a mother, it looked like. The older of the two was around her age, holding his baby brother as he grabbed his mother's arm. "Mom, don't worry about it. It's fine. It doesn't bother me, and it wouldn't have bothered Dad either."

The woman took her kid's hand, looking as if she was searching a way through the crowd to Mr. Satan just as Videl was looking for a way out of it. She was angry about something. Her stomach curled, and Videl suddenly felt defensive. The preteen could not stand not knowing why she felt something, especially if that was over a negative emotion. Thus, she discarded her immediate thoughts of escape and trailed after them.

"Come on, Mom. Goten won't like the loud noise." Videl believed the kid was lying. She could hear the infant's giggles as he waved his hands around excitedly. Her lips twitched into a smile.

Their mother stopped her angry mutterings, none of which Videl could hear properly, and knelt down next to her child. She rested a hand on his hair. "Gohan, you are such a brave, sweet boy. You made your father and everyone proud of you for what you did." She glanced over her shoulder, eyes blazing as she continued. "I'd like for the rest of the world acknowledge that at least."

Videl had to shuffle through the crowd to not be lost over the excitement for her father. When she caught sight of the family again, the boy was looking around to avoid his mother's gaze, embarrassed. For a second, their eyes met. Videl's widened momentarily. He looked familiar, but she couldn't remember seeing him before. She stopped in her tracks, almost being knocked down by everyone around her. He didn't seem to notice her, as his brother tugged on his hair and his mother cupped his cheek and turned him to face her.

"You are right, though. I'm getting worked up when I should watch over the boys I have left." She kissed her son's forehead lightly. "Let's get out of here and finish shopping then we'll stop by West City before we head home."

Videl did not hear the end of the conversation, or how the boy replied. She had to pick herself up, and being knocked over drew attention to her. "Hey, it's Videl Satan." A couple people in the crowd muttered. Her cheeks warmed in frustration, and she went back to her former plan. Escape, and she will catch up with her father when he stopped being an idiot later.

Five minutes later, she was free from the masses and sucked on a lollipop on a bark bench. The air was peaceful. She thought about that young, familiar looking boy and why his mother will be so upset at her father. "Hm." She bit down on the hard candy, the crunch a barely audible sound in the warm afternoon air. She supposed that was an answer she may not get the chance to hunt down.

X_X

The sounds of a baby cooing echoed in the small nursery. Gohan rocked his daughter with his goofy smile. Pan reached up, giggling as she patted his face. Videl smiled warmly at her family, with the sounds of Chi Chi, Goku and her father talking outside.

She stepped closer to her husband, and tapped Pan's cheek lightly. She grinned. "Remember when we first met?" Seeing Gohan with their daughter made her remember catching sight of him holding Goten and talking to Chi Chi that day. Although, to be fair, they didn't technically meet.

"Uh, yes?" He replied, confused at her playful tone. She rolled her eyes and kissed his cheek.

"Whatever you say, nerd."

The door burst open before they had a chance to continue the conversation. Goku and Hercule had their hands full of a variety of decidedly-not baby foods. "It's okay, Chi! I was able to eat this stuff as a kid. That's what gramps told me."

Chi Chi bit back her annoyance. She shot a glare of betrayal at her and Gohan for allowing the two grown men to fawn over the baby and give her inappropriate foods. Videl stifled her giggles as Gohan tried to talk his father out of it as Pan sucked on an apple.

She had the answers she wanted from back then, and the best – and oddest – family she could ask for.

A/N: Cheers! This was fun to write. Let me know what you think and thank you for reading :). I have a few other ideas, none of which are written right now. I'll see you in the next one, hopefully soon!