Epilogue

            Several days passed after the incident with the cybernetic hunter.  Bulma decided it would be safe for another party, since they never finished the first one.  Finally, after a night on the town sober, Master Roshi was able to come as well.  Piccolo, barely hearing the news about Gohan in the cold artic, also finally decided to attend.  After having to take thirty minutes to convince Ch-Chi to let Gohan come, Bulma expected both of them there.  Everyone was at Capsule Corps at seven.  After another toast to Gohan, except by himself, Chi-Chi, Vegeta, Piccolo, and especially Master Roshi, the evening went on as if none of the incident had happened. 

            "Gohan," Piccolo asked, "Are you sure you're alright?"

            "Yeah, Piccolo," Gohan answered smiling and slightly laughing.

            "You look like you father with that smile."

            "So I've been told."

            Yamcha, Krillin, Oolong, and Master Roshi came from Gohan's back.

            "Hey, hero," Krillin called, "You up for a buffet today?"

            "Yeah."

            "Well, well," Master Roshi said, "I can honestly say, Gohan, your father would be certainly proud of you."

            "Thanks, Master Roshi."

            "I'm certainly thanking you for causing me to get another addition to my collection," Oolong said.

            "Please, guys.  I'm glad you're here, but no reference to a 'collection.'  I almost became part of one."

            "If it weren't for me, kid, you would."

            "Speaking of which," Piccolo said, "What kind of wish did you make to the dragon?"

            "Just your standard dirty thought wish," Master Roshi answered.

            "Hey, butt-out, old man," Oolong said, "You only know, because I told you."

            After a moment of laughter, Vegeta approached Gohan.  Slightly taller than the younger Saiyan, Vegeta looked down to Gohan.

            "Kid, you better watch it.  I'll surpass you one day and when I do, I expect you to give me a good fight."

            He turned around and walked towards the kitchen. 

            "What's with him?" Master Roshi asked.

            "He's just mad because Gohan ascended, and he didn't," Krillin answered.

            Yamcha sparked an idea and whispered something to Gohan. 

            "I guess I showed him who is the better Saiyan," Vegeta thought.

            Gohan smiled and looked at Vegeta.  "Well, at least I'm not changing diapers."

            Vegeta stopped in his tracks and tensed up.

            "No!  If I turn around, they'll know I did that, and Trunks will be embarrassed if he hears it when he's older.  You better thank me for doing this when you do get older, Trunks you brat."

            Vegeta continued to walk to the kitchen without saying a word, even when he heard the laughing. 

The End

Well, how did you like it?  Come on.  I'm the author…need the info.  Anyway, I thank all of you who reviewed this story.  I greatly appreciate it.  When I do get back to writing (I do have college, and I just got my subject for a research paper last week), I will try to write another AU; this time, after GT.  After watching the last four episodes, I really want to do something along those lines.  Well, "Until the day we meet again," ciao.