As I forgot to mention in the previously, Goku did not die and I do not own Dragon Ball. :(
*-Time skip: 4:03 p.m.-*
Gohan was coming home from school confused and upset. As soon as his feet touched the ground outside, Caden, Chiyu, Gota, and Goten tackled him onto the grass.
"Welcome home!" They yelled in unison.
"Hey, guys!"
"Can I come inside? I have to ask Mom something."
"Okay!"
They all got up and followed him inside.
"Welcome home, bro."
"Hey, Goshen."
"Glad you're back. Come here real quick."
"What is it now, Gohna?"
"Just stop whining and be quiet for a few seconds. I'm gonna try something that Dad taught me."
"Is it gonna hurt like last time?"
"No, trust me!"
"I do, just wondering."
She rested her hand on his head, and his memories of the day filled her head. She laughed.
"What?"
"You have to go on a field trip to Bulma's next week."
"Wait, I know that trick! Dad used it on Krillin when we went to Namek!"
"Yep!"
"Can you teach me? Please!?"
"Sure! Why wouldn't I?"
He smiled and Goku walked in with Gochi.
"Bubba!"
He stood up and took her into his arms.
"Wanna play?"
"Uh-huh!"
"Okay. Oh, Dad?"
"What's up, Gohan?"
"Did you know about Bulma having a class field trip from Orange Star High?"
"Yeah, she told me about it earlier."
"Did she tell you what class?"
"No, she said she won't know until next week when they show up. Why?"
"No reason. My friend just mentioned something about it."
"Oh, okay."
He left the room leaving the three to themselves.
"Wanna go find the others?"
"Nah, I'm gonna go to Mom and Dad's room to play with Gochi."
"Alright. See ya in a bit!"
He laughed and bounced her on his hip.
"You wanna go play?"
"Uh-huh!"
They laughed and went into the room.
*-One week later-*
"Alright, kids! Tomorrow's the big trip! How's everyone feeling?"
Everyone cheered and clapped.
"Well, I'm glad you're all excited! When we get there, we will be toured around Capsule Corp. by Ms. Bulma herself!"
"Mrs. Bulma,"
Gohan muttered a little too loud.
"What was that, Mr. Son?" The teacher asked calmly.
"Oh, I said it was Mrs. Bulma… I'd seen it somewhere before, but I don't remember where."
"Maybe nerd-boy seen it in a book."
The class laughed.
"Probably."
That just made the laughter louder.
"ENOUGH!"
They all stopped.
"Thank you, Gohan, for informing me."
"Uhh, no problem?"
"Unlike you lot, he was nice enough to inform me."
"But we didn't know!"
"Even if you did, you'd let me make a fool of myself."
Sharpner nodded in a matter-of-factly way and Mr. Yang shook his head in disappointment.
"Now, does everyone have their permission slips?"
Everyone nodded and stood up.
"Remember to pack enough for two weeks! If you don't, you'll be wearing the same outfits again and again."
They turned their permission slips in to the teacher and stood by their desks.
"You are all dismissed when the bell rings to get your things together for tomorrow, alright?"
"You got it, teach!"
"Sharpner…"
"I mean, yes, Mr. Yang."
"That's what I thought. Have a good rest of the day class!"
The bell rang and Gohan stopped at the door.
"Have a good day, Mr. Yang."
"You too, Gohan."
He walked away from the classroom; happy that he could help his teacher out. So, knowing his job for today was done, he went home with a smile on his face. He arrived home quietly and hid his power level. He walked in and laid on the couch when Gochi crawled to him.
"Wait, are you crawling?"
He slowly let his power level go.
"Gohan's home!"
The kids all ran outside, but were disappointed not seeing him. He laughed and lifted Gochi onto his chest.
"Gohan, that was kinda mean."
"I know, Mom, but it was worth it."
"Kids, come inside, Bubba's on the couch."
They ran in and jumped onto the couch and onto Gohan.
"Welcome home!"
"Hey, guys! Where's Chiyu at?"
"She didn't feel good, so she went to lay down in her room."
"Alright. I'm gonna leave Gochi with you so I can say hi to her, okay?"
"Okay!"
He put Gochi on the ground and walked to his and Chiyu's room.
"Chiyu?"
"Huh?" She sniffled.
"What's wrong?"
"Don't feel the greatest."
He laid on her bed by her and held her to his chest.
"Are you gonna live?"
"Yeah, I think so." She replied sarcastically.
"I hope so."
"Shut up."
They laughed and they talked until Goku came up an hour later.
"Guys, time for dinner. But first, I need to check your temperature, Chiyu."
"Okay, I'm coming."
They both got up and Chiyu sat at the end of her bed.
"Well, it's still kinda high, but it's lower than last time, so that's good."
Gohan went through the door and left them alone. After Gohan was out of Saiyan hearing range they laughed.
"I think he bought it, Dad."
"So, the plan is…"
"Mommy!"
Chichi turned to see Caden and Goten running into the kitchen.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing. Can we eat yet?"
"Almost."
She bent to their level.
"Daddy's still telling Chiyu the plan." She whispered.
"Oh, okay. Should we tell Gohan?"
"No. Gohan can't know, alright? It's a surprise."
"Oh, alright! We promise we won't tell."
She smiled and went back to her cooking.
"Good. Now get ready, alright?"
"Okay!"