Wow! 7 reviews for one chapter, in only two days! You guys are the best! :D I'm gonna post the next one early just for that! Okay, not really... I was gonna post it now either way.

Anyways, today's special is Hercule & Videl. And PLEASE don't kill me, if they turn out to be OOC. I know almost nothing about their personalities, since I have never seen a single episode past the Cell saga. (Thank you for that, Toonami.) Also, I don't think this is one of my best ones... But, like always, that would be for the readers to decide.

Disclaimer: That's right, even after two whole days, I still don't own it.

Many months had passed, since Cell had been defeated at the Cell games and Hercule was declared the winner. Thanks to his new title of world champ, he became one of the richest guys around and decided to retire, which gave him more time to spend with his only daughter.

"Delicious!" Hercule commented on the soup made by the newly hired cook, the one he hired after moving into their brand new mansion. "Don't you think so too, Videl?"

Videl sat looked to the other side of the table, where her dad sat. "Yeah, it's fine."

"I gotta have more of this... What's wrong, Videl?"

"Nothing." Videl answered. "I've just been thinking about something..."

"What about?" Hercule asked.

A few of the hired help walked in from the kitchen, carrying the platters with their dinner on it. They set the food on the table and left, leaving the two to eat. Drool ran down Hercule's chin, as he reached for five different things at once and tossed them on his plate.

"So, what were you thinkin' 'bout?" he asked, then lifting a spoon full to his lips.

"Well, it's just that... Did you really defeat Cell?"

Hercule went from taking a slow bite, to inhaling it. Nearly choking on the food, and the spoon. "'Cough' 'cough' 'cough' Wh-what? O-of course I did! Why would you ask such a silly question?"

Videl didn't quite know how to answer that. "Well... It's..." she took a bite off her fork. After a moment filled with awkward silence and slow chewing, Videl got an idea. "Hey papa, we should train together after dinner."

Hercule froze, while sipping his beverage.

"Umm... papa? Why are you posing like those people on highway billboards?"

"Well uh... training? Sure, I can... OH! My stomach hurts! I ate too much..."

A sweat bullet ran down Videl's face, as she watched him drop slowly from his chair and dragged himself across the floor, eventually curling up into fetal position.

"I'm sorry Videl, but I'm gonna need the evening off... Maybe another day?"

"O-okay..."

"Let's watch T.V. instead!" Suddenly feeling better, Hercule jumped to his feet and ran to the couch.

Videl eyed him strangely, then went to join him.

Oh my gosh! I'm actually halfway through this... 'sniff'sniff' Ahem, anyway...

Poll results:

Bra -7
Bulla -3

I'm sorry, Bulla fans! I know some of you really hate and/or dislike the name Bra, but it looks like that will be the name I'll be using for her. Unless if something happens, and a bunch of people end up reviewing to say they vote Bulla, before I post the chapter. (I have no idea when that will be...)