Gohan rose the next morning from his deep slumber with a serious headache. He trudged through out of his room, slowly but surely, out to the kitchen where he his mother preparing one of her famous home-cooked breakfasts. Not wanting conversation just yet, he opened the refrigerator, grabbed a bottle of orange juice, and then sat down silently.
To her son's dismay, Chi-Chi addressed him saying "Piccolo told me about last night. I'm still deciding whether I should yell at you or congratulate you." She turned away from the stove and looked the teenage hero in the eye.
"Wait, what exactly are you talking about?" queried Gohan, still not fully awake.
"I'm talking about the ass-kicking you gave your father last night! Honestly, I spend seventeen years making you as smart as you are and you can't even remember the last night! But that's just typical for you Saiyan men. Always fighting and blowing each other up that you don't even remember why you were fighting in the first place!" When Gohan stood and raised his hand indicating that Chi-Chi should end her rant.
The events of the prior night suddenly dawned on the half-Saiyan. He replied to his parent "We fought because I was angry that he hurt us. That for seven years we were supposed to accept his absence as if it was normal. All he did was watch me take Videl home, but I just snapped. Then he beat me."
"That's not what I heard. Your green friend told me that Goku fell and you stood. You are stronger than your father," they both smiled at how odd that sounded but the elder continued "I think everything is better. Right now he's outside playing with Goten." The Ox-King's daughter began walking to the open door at the front of her house as her offspring followed. From a distance they could see a father and son pair sharing quality time.
"I heard you had a big fight last night, kiddo. How did that go?" asked the Earth's greatest hero as he rustled through the hair of his seven year-old son.
"Well Trunks and I fused then went super-strong and then we fought. We went like this, and hit then hit him like that!" exclaimed the younger Son with a series of pretend attacks demonstrating how Gotenks combated the opponent.
"You know Goten, I'm always be there for you. I'll never leave again I love you." Goku embraced his boy with the greatest hug he had ever given.
From his father's chest the child responded "I love you too Dad."
Gohan turned to his human parent amazed, saying "I don't think I'm leaving just yet. If this keeps up I think we'll stay happy forever."
Tears in her eyes Chi-Chi caught her older boy with a hug. "My family is whole again."
After finishing the work on her latest project for Capsule Corp Bulma entered her living room to find a shocking sight. Her husband Vegeta was reading one of Trunk's textbooks.
"What exactly do you think you're doing?" questioned the blue-haired woman to her warrior spouse.
"What does it look like I'm doing woman? I'm seeing what that school is teaching our boy. I don't want him to end up an idiot like Kakarot." Chuckling, the prince resumed his study.
"But you've never taken any interest in our son's education. Have you not been trying to groom him into the ultimate warrior?"
"Last night I saw something. It was the power of Trunks and Kakarot's kid combined, something comparable to even my own. I'm satisfied with that and I don't think I need to force a new tremendous load on his back if he doesn't want to. I'll let him be who he wants to be."
The inventor sat to a seat next to the warrior and began to examine his cranium. Confused he inquired "Just what the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Checking to see if Gotenks hit you too hard. You are talking about consideration and concern, I was thinking you were suffering from brain damage."
"Don't press your luck woman."
"I love you too honey."
From his spot on the stairs the youngest member of the Briefs family cried tears of joy relieved that he had finally broken through with his father. Now he would just need to convince the prince to take him to the amusement park more often.
