Gohan awoke on his bed early the next morning. The sun was just starting
to rise and nobody else in the house was up. He went out into the kitchen
and fixed himself something to eat.
"I might as well make breakfast for everyone." He said to himself as he got out a mixing bowl and started to get waffles ready. He had just finished making the 20th waffle when Goku and ChiChi came into the kitchen, lured by the smell of waffles and frying sausages.
"Gohan? Did you make this?" ChiChi asked, awestruck. Gohan just nodded and made three plates of waffles. Two on a plate for ChiChi, and around ten for Goku and Gohan each. Goku dug right into his food while ChiChi took a more civilized rout. She cut a small piece out of one of her waffles, sniffed it to make sure it was safe, and popped it into her mouth.
"Gohan, this is delicious! When did you learn how to cook?" She asked as she ate her waffles.
"When I was training with Freiza. I figured that even I could make better food then the army was fed, so I began to cook for myself. At first I was able to burn a salad with no problem, but I learned." He said briskly, as if he didn't care much for the subject. With that Gohan begun eating as well. ChiChi didn't say anything more, understanding that he didn't really want to talk about it.
"Hey, Goku, we fight Cell today, don't we?" He asked casually as he finished his breakfast.
"Yeah, why?"
"No reason really, I just wanted to be sure. What time are we fighting him? I want to know how long I'm going to be able to meditate beforehand."
"Around Noon."
"Good." Gohan helped ChiChi clear the table before walking out into the middle of the forest to meditate. First, Gohan looked around with his mind, searching for anybody that might be close by, or headed towards him. Satisfied that no one was near him at all, Gohan put up a mental shield and began meditating.
He cast about inside of him to find the source of his sudden coldness to the people around him as he did so, but his efforts were in vain. He felt his power change and soar upward into the sky. He felt his spirit change into a strand of power and soar through the sky with the rest of him. He saw the city where he and Goku had eaten the day, or year in their minds, ago. There were so many corrupt people there, it made Gohan sick to watch so many people act worse then Vegeta. He decided to see what the rest of the world was like. Gohan flew over mountains and oceans. The oceans were his favorite place. He dove into them and watch all of the fish and other sea creatures swim in play and hunt. Of all the planets that Gohan had seen watched blow up, this one by far the most diverse one of all. Gohan looked up at the sun and saw that it was almost noon. Quickly, he flew back to his body and awoke from his meditation.
He noticed that most all of the people that he had met were all concentrated in one spot. As Gohan went over there, he began to feel another power, even greater then the others combined, and it was evil. Nothing but pure evil. /That must be Cell./ He thought. He landed on the ground next to Goku and looked up at who was on the arena. The guy that they were fighting looked like a bad cross between a Namek and a grasshopper. Cell looked down at Gohan with surprise.
"Oh, I thought that we were all here already. I guess I can kill you too clown boy." He said nonchalantly. Gohan growled inwardly. Before anyone could go onto the arena, a helicopter landed not far away. Three people in gaudy, glittery outfits exited the helicopter, followed by a man with an Afro and a camera crew. The man with the Afro walked up to Cell.
"Hello Cell. You must really want to die today, because I, Hercule, the Worlds Strongest Man, am going to kill you today!" He declared in a macho voice. Gohan scanned his power and snickered when he found out that Hercule wasn't the worlds strongest. He was, in fact, weaker then the average man. Hercule seemed oblivious to that fact as he stepped into the arena, a small smile on his face.
"I guess I can have a little fun before the real fight begins." Cell said, shrugging. Hercule yelled and ran at Cell, fists at the ready. Cell stepped aside and kicked Hercule in the gut, sending him flying about a mile away. Gohan smiled, a two-year-old could've seen and deflected that attack.
"Well, that was fun. So, who goes first?" Cell asked excitedly. Goku stepped up into the arena.
"I will." He said gravely, a quiet look of eager excitement on his face. Without another word, the two came at each other. They seemed to be about equal in power, every other attack from one was deflected by the other and vise versa.
Cell and Goku went at it for almost an hour before they stopped. Both of them were at the point of exhaustion.
"I give." Goku suddenly said.
"What?! We just got started, how dare you just quit like that."
"But I just did. Here, eat this." He tossed Cell a greenish brown bean.
"Goku, what are you doing? Giving Call a Sensu bean like that, it's madness!" Krillen called out.
"Go ahead, eat it, it will return you to your full power. I want you at your best for your next opponent, or you won't stand a ghost of a chance."
"I might as well make breakfast for everyone." He said to himself as he got out a mixing bowl and started to get waffles ready. He had just finished making the 20th waffle when Goku and ChiChi came into the kitchen, lured by the smell of waffles and frying sausages.
"Gohan? Did you make this?" ChiChi asked, awestruck. Gohan just nodded and made three plates of waffles. Two on a plate for ChiChi, and around ten for Goku and Gohan each. Goku dug right into his food while ChiChi took a more civilized rout. She cut a small piece out of one of her waffles, sniffed it to make sure it was safe, and popped it into her mouth.
"Gohan, this is delicious! When did you learn how to cook?" She asked as she ate her waffles.
"When I was training with Freiza. I figured that even I could make better food then the army was fed, so I began to cook for myself. At first I was able to burn a salad with no problem, but I learned." He said briskly, as if he didn't care much for the subject. With that Gohan begun eating as well. ChiChi didn't say anything more, understanding that he didn't really want to talk about it.
"Hey, Goku, we fight Cell today, don't we?" He asked casually as he finished his breakfast.
"Yeah, why?"
"No reason really, I just wanted to be sure. What time are we fighting him? I want to know how long I'm going to be able to meditate beforehand."
"Around Noon."
"Good." Gohan helped ChiChi clear the table before walking out into the middle of the forest to meditate. First, Gohan looked around with his mind, searching for anybody that might be close by, or headed towards him. Satisfied that no one was near him at all, Gohan put up a mental shield and began meditating.
He cast about inside of him to find the source of his sudden coldness to the people around him as he did so, but his efforts were in vain. He felt his power change and soar upward into the sky. He felt his spirit change into a strand of power and soar through the sky with the rest of him. He saw the city where he and Goku had eaten the day, or year in their minds, ago. There were so many corrupt people there, it made Gohan sick to watch so many people act worse then Vegeta. He decided to see what the rest of the world was like. Gohan flew over mountains and oceans. The oceans were his favorite place. He dove into them and watch all of the fish and other sea creatures swim in play and hunt. Of all the planets that Gohan had seen watched blow up, this one by far the most diverse one of all. Gohan looked up at the sun and saw that it was almost noon. Quickly, he flew back to his body and awoke from his meditation.
He noticed that most all of the people that he had met were all concentrated in one spot. As Gohan went over there, he began to feel another power, even greater then the others combined, and it was evil. Nothing but pure evil. /That must be Cell./ He thought. He landed on the ground next to Goku and looked up at who was on the arena. The guy that they were fighting looked like a bad cross between a Namek and a grasshopper. Cell looked down at Gohan with surprise.
"Oh, I thought that we were all here already. I guess I can kill you too clown boy." He said nonchalantly. Gohan growled inwardly. Before anyone could go onto the arena, a helicopter landed not far away. Three people in gaudy, glittery outfits exited the helicopter, followed by a man with an Afro and a camera crew. The man with the Afro walked up to Cell.
"Hello Cell. You must really want to die today, because I, Hercule, the Worlds Strongest Man, am going to kill you today!" He declared in a macho voice. Gohan scanned his power and snickered when he found out that Hercule wasn't the worlds strongest. He was, in fact, weaker then the average man. Hercule seemed oblivious to that fact as he stepped into the arena, a small smile on his face.
"I guess I can have a little fun before the real fight begins." Cell said, shrugging. Hercule yelled and ran at Cell, fists at the ready. Cell stepped aside and kicked Hercule in the gut, sending him flying about a mile away. Gohan smiled, a two-year-old could've seen and deflected that attack.
"Well, that was fun. So, who goes first?" Cell asked excitedly. Goku stepped up into the arena.
"I will." He said gravely, a quiet look of eager excitement on his face. Without another word, the two came at each other. They seemed to be about equal in power, every other attack from one was deflected by the other and vise versa.
Cell and Goku went at it for almost an hour before they stopped. Both of them were at the point of exhaustion.
"I give." Goku suddenly said.
"What?! We just got started, how dare you just quit like that."
"But I just did. Here, eat this." He tossed Cell a greenish brown bean.
"Goku, what are you doing? Giving Call a Sensu bean like that, it's madness!" Krillen called out.
"Go ahead, eat it, it will return you to your full power. I want you at your best for your next opponent, or you won't stand a ghost of a chance."