A/N: Sorry for the long wait... I've just been so busy lately. I now know why there are so few kids in drama...

Anyway time for reviews ^-^

Joe B: No seriously thank you so much, I loved all of your reviews!

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anthony: Thanks! I know it's lacking on the content, but I'm getting there... eventually...


Mr. Popo had just finished watering his garden on the Lookout. He always made sure the gardens were as perfect as possible, not because of any real obligation, but because it always brought him joy in seeing the blossoms come up every Spring. But when a certain Saiyan hybrid crashed on to the garden, Mr. Popo was could only stare at his garden in shock.

"Hey Mr. Popo!" Goma lightheartedly said to the genie.

Mr. Popo regained his composition, "Well hello, Goma. May I ask what brings you here?"

Off in the distance two other figures came racing toward the Lookout. Unlike Goma these two landed away from the garden. Mr. Popo was grateful for that. On closer inspection he noticed that they were Goten and Saru. Goten hurried closer to Mr. Popo and Goma while Saru lagged behind .

"Mr. Popo we have a question for you," Goten said in a hurried voice.

"What is it Goten?" Mr. Popo had never seen the half Saiyan like this before.

"Who made Android 18 an android?" Saru asked as he approached the group.

"I believe it was someone in the Red Ribbon Army, Dr. Gero if I'm not mistaken." Mr. Popo looked up thoughtfully, "Why do you ask?"

"My school was... blown up..." Mr. Popo gave him a questionable look, "and they sent home androids in place of us."

"It couldn't be Dr. Gero, he was killed years ago," Mr. Popo said.

"Was Dr. Gero the one who broke all those people out of Hell?" Goten asked looking more intrigued now than he had before.

"If I remember correctly, yes he was."

"You never told me about that Dad," Saru said looking over to his dad.

Goten looked a little embarrassed and put his hand behind his head, "Guess I never thought about it that much, I mean with all the things that have happened in my life that just seems so small."

"It seems kind of important to me, I mean a bunch of bad guys breaking out of Hell!? How is that not important?" Goma put in.

"We got each and everyone of them, don't worry," Goten said. He was completely confident in his statement, he knew they were all back where they belonged.

Saru and Goma nodded in agreement and were about to fly off when Goma remembered the staff she had been carrying hoping to show it to Mr. Popo.

"Hey Mr. Popo, before we leave could you tell me what this is?" she asked, taking out the rod.

Mr. Popo looked completely shocked although no one quite understood why. He hadn't seen that particular rod in many years, not since Kami was still around the Lookout. Mr. Popo took the rod from Goma and looked at it closer, it was the only rod he knew of that would look and feel like this one, it had to be it.

"So what is it Mr. Popo?" Goma asked.

"This... this was Goku's Power Pole..."


Pan walked into her home to find it empty. Trunks was probably still at Capsule Corp, he would probably start to spend all his time there. She didn't blame him if she had done what he had there was no way her face would ever show up in their home. Pan clenched her fists, for all she knew he could be out impregnating more girls.

Tears rolled down her eyes. Why did she even care? He had cheated on her, they were getting a divorce, he didn't even try to fix the problem. Pan tried to convince herself that she was over him, that she no longer felt thousands of butterflies in her gut every time she looked at him but it was all in vain. No matter how much she denied it she was still in love with Trunks, even if he was happy with someone else.

Making her way towards the kitchen Pan opened up the refrigerator. She found the white box with remnants of cake in it and began to eat a piece of the ring. She had so much going on in her life, the divorce, the tournament, her friend being pregnant. To call Pan stressed would be an understatement. She knew that there was no way she could let the organizers of the tournament down by not going, but it was so hard to focus on it when her own personal life was deteriorating so quickly. What would Goku have told her? She pushed the thought out of her head. 'He isn't around any more Pan, you have to deal with this all on your own.'

Her silence was interrupted by the opening of the door and three Saiyan hybrids barging into her home. Getting up from the table she made her way into the living room. Goma looked incredibly happy and was talking about going outside to try out the Power Pole. Confused Pan walked up to Goten to straighten things out.

"What got into her?" Pan asked her uncle.

"That's Dad's old weapon," he said looking at the pole. Before he could say anything else his stomach began to rumble. "Uh, do you have any food?"

Pan sighed and walked him to the kitchen where the cake was still out. Before she could open her mouth to offer Goten a piece the entire cake was gone. She shook her head and cleaned up the box the cake was formally in. There was one piece Goten hadn't eaten, the Goku chocolate. He flipped it around in his hands and examined it.

"It's funny," he said, "I still can't bring myself to eat anything with Dad's face on it." Goten smiled down at the little piece of chocolate.

Pan looked at it too, she couldn't eat anything with Grandpa's face on it either, maybe it was because he wasn't really gone. Goku was only on a journey in order to get stronger even if he was already one of the strongest in the galaxy he knew that he would never be able to be the absolute strongest unless he continued to train. Pan had always admired him for that, but wished he would come home, and she knew Goten felt the same way. After all, Goku was never there for Goten when he was learning to walk or to talk. He wasn't even there for the first time he turned into a super Saiyan. Sometimes it felt like Goku cared more about fighting than he did about his family. Goku was the reason why Goten was such aa great father, because he knew what it was like to grow up with out a father figure.

"Hey Uncle Goten?" Pan asked.

"Yeah Pan?"

"What are you doing here?"

Goten blushed and rubbed the back of his neck, "It's kind of a long story..."

So the two sat down and talked about what had happened at Saru's school.


Goma and Saru had been training since they had gotten back from the Lookout. In all thirty matches they had, Goma had zero wins to Saru's thirty. Goma had already know she was weak, but this was ridiculous she had to beat him at least once! The frustration was getting to her and with a scream she charged at Saru, punching and kicking him at inhuman speeds and accuracy. Saru was shocked at his cousin's sudden increase of power, she wasn't a super Saiyan, he had seen Uncle Gohan become one of those before, but she was defiantly more powerful than before.

"Hey, calm down Goma! I get it you win!" He said as she landed a powerful punch at his jaw.

Goma stopped and blinked a few times looking down at her cousin. She apologized at rapid speeds. That had never happened to her before, she usually relatively level headed. She helped him get up, but he would not accept her help in walking inside.

When the pair walked inside they noticed how late it was and retreated into their bedrooms. Pan made sure to say good night to Goma, just as she had every day since Goma was born, although this time Trunks was not with her, instead he was probably off with some girl he just met and sleeping with her.

As Pan walked toward her bed she felt herself fill with rage, but it slipped out in the form of tears. She silently laid on her bed hoping for sleep to infiltrate her mind and free her from this nightmare of a life she was born into. Goten, who had decided to stay the night, heard her sobs and stepped into the dark bedroom.

"Are you alright Pan?" he asked getting closer to the bed.

"I'm fine Uncle Goten," Pan mumbled into her pillow.

"You don't sound fine, you sound miserable."

Pan sat up and looked at her uncle, "It's just, there's so much going on and I don't know how to deal with all of it. I feel like I'm about to explode and I don't even understand why!"

Goten rubbed his niece's back, "Shh, it's okay. Don't worry about everything so much, it's all gonna be fine. You'll see."

"But, Uncle Goten, what if it's not all going to be okay? What if everything goes wrong?"

"Then you face that bridge when you get to it, just try to get over one obstacle before trying to get over the next. You'll be fine Pan, just trust me," Goten smiled and got off the bed, leaving Pan in the darkness to think over what he had just said.

How could he be so calm about everything? Here she was worrying like crazy and he just tells her it's all going to be okay! Sometimes her uncle was just too calm, too peaceful, too much like... Goku...

Why did he have to be so much like Goku?


Spitch couldn't stop thinking about his school day. Everything about it seemed to fit just right into Raditz's plan. The first girl he had met was a Son, his teacher was a Son and he was even the strongest in his whole school.

But the girl's eyes stuck in his head. How could she have eyes that were practically duplicates of his uncle's? There was something he was missing from the picture, and something told him that his beloved Uncle Raditz had the answer.


A/N: Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Has anyone heard news about the new Dragon Ball Z series that might be coming out if the movie does well? If you've got any information could you please tell me? Thanks!