Wow, so this is EXTREMELY overdue. Sorry about that. I work two jobs and have a horse, so my free time is INCREDIBLY limited, so I write when I can. Thank you for being so patient with me. I apologize for how short it is, but it's a filler chapter. The next chapter moves into the next saga.
"Damn it!" Amat shouted angrily. He began pacing in his small space. There were only tiny regions his sister could not access in the realms and as weakened as he was, he could not chance being where she could see.
Damn that boy. Cell had been his ace in the hole. And yet, the brat had completely destroyed him. Not a cell left, not even a thread left of his creation. He couldn't recreate him. It had taken too much energy to make him. Pulling threads was difficult; he was not that kind of god. That was his sister's realm. It had taken a lot of effort to get the threads together just to make the base. And then to pull DNA from all of the warriors...
What to do now? Resurrection was out of the question at the moment. And besides, Frieza and Broly had been easily dispatched before. Cell was completely destroyed. He toyed with sending Cooler and King Cold after the boy, but dismissed it quickly. Given his new form, the boy would destroy them easily. Best keep them for another time.
And then...
The Darkness. His mother had banished a monster to the Darkness. An all powerful monster.
Amat began to laugh, booming and loud. Now, all he had to do was figure out how to access the Darkness.
And then nothing would be able to stop him.
Whomp!
Piccolo gasped, trying to sit up and finding himself unable to.
"Time to get up, sleepy head!" Gohan's chipper voice came.
"You are way too heavy for this," Piccolo growled, shoving the boy off his chest, resulting in giggling. He looked out the window and his eyes widened. "What time is it?" he exclaimed, pushing himself into a sitting position.
"Almost noon! I have lunch already made and everything, so get up!" Gohan said happily. "You know, I don't think you've ever slept so late!"
"Yes, well, keep in mind, I was awake while you and Vegeta slept off most of the other day's events," Piccolo replied, standing up and smoothing down his wrinkled gi. "You should've woken me sooner. You know you're not allowed to cook when I'm not there."
"Aw, come on, Mr. Piccolo. I haven't burned anything in months. Besides, you were right in here."
"Hm. Where's your cat?"
"She's at the table, eating some of the fish."
"And since when do we let the cat eat at the table?"
"Um..."
"Exactly. Get her off."
"Alright. Jade! Mr. Piccolo says you have to get off the table!" Gohan called, walking out of the room. Piccolo shook his head and following the boy out. Sure enough, the table was set with Gohan's food and his glass of water. Jade was situated on the floor once more, both her and Gohan munching away at their meals.
"So, Mr. Piccolo, what are we doing today?" Gohan asked between mouthfuls.
"Whatever you want," Piccolo replied.
Gohan's head snapped up. "Really? You promise?"
"Kid, you saved the galaxy the other day. I believe a day to do whatever you want is a pretty decent reward. So what would you like to do?"
"Can we hang out at the waterfall? And swim? And fish? And play? You have to play too!"
Piccolo groaned. I'm getting too soft. "Fine," he grumbled. "You deserve at least that."
"Oh boy! I'll get my swim trunks and the fishing poles! Maybe we'll even catch a big enough fish for dinner!" Gohan exclaimed, shoveling the rest of his food in his mouth and running into his room. Piccolo heard drawers opening and closing frantically as Gohan moved about the room. He drank the rest of his water and reached down to scratch the cat behind her ear.
"At least you've lost most of your craziness," he murmured.
"I heard that!" Gohan exclaimed, coming back into the room with his trunks and two fishing poles. "And I'm not crazy!"
"Debatable."
A short while later found the two at the waterfall. Gohan immediately began changing into his swim trunks.
Again with the nudity. Boy has no shame, Piccolo thought as he turned his back. A splash signaled Gohan's entrance into the water.
"Come on, Mr. Piccolo! You promised!" Gohan called happily.
"Yeah, yeah," Piccolo muttered, stepping into the water.
"You know, we really should get you a swim suit," Gohan mused. "It can even be purple!"
"My gi works just fine."
Gohan laughed, splashing the Namekian. "Splash fight!"
"No, Gohan, you know I hate when you-" a large wave pushed him over, cutting him off-"splash. Fine, two can play that game."
Piccolo sent a surge of ki into the water, creating a mammoth wave of his own, sending it roaring at the boy.
"Hey!" Gohan cried, getting dunked under. Piccolo grabbed him up to his chest, pinning his arms to his sides, and rose high into the air. Gohan struggled, laughing. "Now, I know what you're thinking, Mr. Piccolo. Should I dunk him? And the answer may surprise you... Mr. Piccolo? Mr. Piccolo? No, don't... NO FAIR!" Gohan cried indignantly as they two began plummeting head first towards the water. They made contact with a colossal splash, Piccolo holding Gohan under for a few moments for good measure before releasing him.
"No fair!" Gohan sputtered as he broke the surface. "You're bigger than I am!"
"So was Cell and you handled that just fine," Piccolo teased, ruffling his wet hair.
"Yeah, but if I power up, I could hurt you..."
"I'm not that weak, Gohan. You can power up to Super Saiyan and I can handle you just fine. Just don't go beyond that. Though we will have to train you in that form."
"Yeah, but today isn't for training, Mr. Piccolo! You promised!"
"I did."
"Okay, good."
After an hour of swimming together, Gohan determined it time to fish. He and Piccolo climbed out of the water, flaring their kis to dry themselves, and Gohan changed back into his gi. He then grabbed the fishing rods and situated himself on the ground, fiddling with the lines.
"Why don't you just grab a fish like you normally do?" Piccolo asked, befuddled.
"Well, this way is more fun. Plus you're always telling me how I have to be more patient, and this is an excellent way of doing it. Now sit down with me! I need to show you how to run a line and bait a hook!"
Piccolo shook his head, but lowered himself to the ground in his customary lotus position, watching as Gohan carefully straightened and tightened each line before producing two hooks. He handed one to Piccolo before digging in the soft ground next to him.
"What are you doing?" Piccolo asked.
"We need bait. Worms make good bait. And they live in the dirt," Gohan explained simply. "Aha! This is a good one!" he exclaimed triumphantly, holding up a ridiculously long worm. "And it's big enough that we can split it in half! Sorry, Mr. Worm," he added, before breaking it into two pieces.
"That's barbaric."
"Well, it's either kill one worm, or kill two. I prefer to kill only one," he said, handing Piccolo his half.
"Fair enough," Piccolo replied, taking the worm. "Now what?"
"Watch me," Gohan said, beginning to hook his worm. "See? Now you do yours." Piccolo mimicked him, handing Gohan the baited hook. The boy diligently attached the hook to the line. "There, and now all I have to do is cast them."
Gohan stood, and cast the first line without issue. He grabbed the second line and prepared to cast, flicking the line backwards...
"GOHAN! THAT'S MY EAR!"