(A few days later)
It'd become so quiet and peaceful across planet earth that any newcomers to the system wouldn't even realize that it'd just been attacked by an evil goddess and her company. This went to show that the efforts and efficiency of the Z-fighters were not to be taken lightly, as well as the attention to detail given by the magical dragons created by the Namekians. It often made you question whether or not there were other worlds out there where the aboriginal populations had created mystical beings capable of granting wishes. However, due to the rarity and uniqueness of fantastical creatures as well as magic in the cosmos, it wasn't surprising that there was only a single known race that was able to create one.
Everything was wrapped up nicely in the end, save for one or two personal matters in the Son household. For one, Zangya had to explain to her bosses back at work that she had been unable to attend the conference on the day Set's minions decided to jump her. She made up some bogus story where her car had an accident along the road and that she had been stranded out in the middle of nowhere. Of course, due to her position and track record with the organization, they allowed her little unplanned side trip to slide. The second issue of course had to do with Son Gohan still being out cold following his epic battle against the God of Storms.
Even after two whole days of nothing, the demi-Saiyan hadn't moved an inch from his bed. Ever since he'd been brought back home from the Lookout, Chi-Chi had been making regular pit stops at his room to check on him, and to make sure he had something to eat and drink at all times. While he'd failed to regain consciousness, the mother still felt the need to provide her oldest son with the appropriate sustenance should he suddenly decide to wake up. Fortunately he hadn't, which meant it'd been incredibly quiet inside the teen's bedroom for the majority of the week. Unfortunately, this also meant that he'd missed out on the day he was supposed to start high school.
The mother made certain to call the institute to inform them that her son had come down with an illness and would be unable to attend classes for the next week, pushing his starting time to next Monday.
Figuring he would be out for a little while longer, Chi-Chi, Zangya and Goten made sure not to disturb the boy while he was resting. But that didn't mean the young hero was left completely alone during the long mornings and afternoons.
On the third day of the boy's recovery, the Son household was graced with the presence of a most familiar guest. Upon touching down on the grass and capsulating her jet car, a casually dressed Lime, sporting a red gingham top, a white skirt, black leggings and brown boots, gave a spirited knock on the front door and waited for the answer. When the entrance opened up and Chi-Chi's head popped into view, the teen quickly smiled in greeting.
"Good morning, Chi-Chi."
"Good morning, Lime," the mother chirped happily, stepping back and opening the door for her guest. A curious expression quickly formed on her face when she looked the teenager over, "I didn't know you would be dropping in to visit today. Why aren't you at school?"
"Oh. I took the day off to come and check on Gohan," the farm girl replied as she was ushered in by the woman. As soon as she was through the door, she gave her host a most sincere smile, "How is he? Has he woken up yet?"
The question prompted the daughter of the Ox-King to shake her head, "Not yet. But he's been stirring quite a bit. If I know my son, which I do, I have a feeling he should be coming around sometime later today."
Lime, hearing this news, beamed brightly, "That's great. I'd really like to be here when he comes too." The girl then peeked into the lounge room through the archway, where she saw the familiar, hulking form of the Ox-King sitting there with his newspaper opened up in front of him. When the man glanced over and waved, the teen waved back and nodded pleasantly.
"I had a feeling you would," Chi-Chi chirped, nodding towards the corridor when the girl turned back to her. "He's in his bedroom right now. I brought him some breakfast and a bucket of water with a moist towel. While you're checking in on him, do you think you could…?"
"Sure. No problem," Lime answered, bowing to the woman kindly before slowly making her way towards the corridor. "Thanks a lot, Chi-Chi. It's good to see you again."
"It's good to see you too, sweetheart," the raven haired mother replied, returning the youngster's cheerful expression in kind and allowing her to be on her way. Upon seeing the teenager disappear down the hall, the woman in the oriental yellow robes and frilly apron sighed and placed a hand upon her hip. "What a lovely girl."
The Ox King, overhearing his daughter's remark, smiled and lowered his newspaper to his chest. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say your son has become quite popular with the ladies."
Craning her head in pride, Chi-Chi allowed a grin to form across her face. "Well, of course he is. He's my flesh and blood. What more can you expect?"
Before anyone could follow up on the woman's little remarks, there was another knock on the door that drew the pair's attention over to it. Caught a little bit by surprise, the mother of the household slowly made her way over and quickly opened it up. When she peaked around the gate, she found herself staring at the dazzling smile of her son's most regular sparring partner. Sporting her trademark over-sized white shirt with purple sleeves and wearing a pair of spandex shorts, Videl beamed right back at the housewife and bowed.
"Hey there, Chi-Chi. Good morning."
The parent's expression brightened. "Good morning, Videl. Have you come by to check on Gohan again?" The answer to this question was an obvious one, but the mother was willing to play the Q&A game for the time being. The teen had been visiting quite often over the last couple of days. This was probably due to the incredibly close bond she and the demi-Saiyan shared with each other.
"Uh-huh," the crime fighter answered quickly. "Is he doing alright? He didn't move a muscle when I was here yesterday."
"He's doing just fine, dear," Chi-Chi replied, her eyes sparkling with delight as she gestured for the teen to come in. As soon as she was through the entrance, the mother promptly shut the door and beamed her way. "He's been stirring and moving around in his futon quite a bit."
"That makes sense. He's always been a restless sleeper," Videl noted, inwardly giggling at the times she remembered sleeping over at the Son house and finding her best friend lying on his bed in the strangest positions imaginable. "At least he lets you know he's okay."
"Frankly I'd be more worried if he wasn't tossing and turning," the mother nodded in agreement. "He takes right after his father in that department." She then blinked in surprise and placed a finger against her chin thoughtfully. "Hmm… I wonder if it's a Saiyan thing to be so active at night?"
In more ways than one apparently. When Goku was still alive, Chi-Chi had found that every time the day ticked over to after-dark, both she and her husband would always engage in very rigorous 'extracurricular' activities, a majority of which had nothing to do with sleeping. The memories of those experiences brought a shade of pink to her cheeks and a dreamy look to her eyes when she recalled their wilder and more daring exploits from back in the day.
Her sudden mumble following her remark drew a puzzled look from Videl. "Uh? Did you say something…?"
Dropping back into reality, the Son mother shook her head and grinned across at the teenager, "No, no. Nothing dear. I was just thinking out loud." Seeing the suspicious look from her latest guest, the diligent housewife cleared her throat and beamed. "Anyway, if we're lucky he might be waking up sometime today."
Videl's expression brightened at the news, "Ah. Awesome. I've got so many questions I want to ask him, I can't wait."
"I had a feeling you'd say something like that." Eyes twinkling when she heard this, the mother then threw her guest a mischievous look and craned her head around to peer into the girl's eyes. When she saw the teenager recoil slightly at the expression being sent her way, Chi-Chi spoke. "By the way, I heard from my youngest son that you and Gohan are… together now. As in; a couple?" Her little question causing Videl to freeze up, the tigress of a parent then went in for the kill. "Can I expect wedding invitations sometime in the next couple of weeks?"
"W-Wedding invitations?" Face turning bright red, the raven haired teenager stammered, "I… w-…? W-W-We haven't even started dating yet, Chi-Chi. He only asked me out a couple of days ago. We still need a little bit more time before the two of us can even think about getting married."
"Ooh…" A wicked look then flashed through the woman's eyes when she picked something up in the girl's response. "So you're saying that you're already planning on getting married?"
"Huh? Wh…"
"I mean, after seven years of hanging out with each other almost every single day, I wouldn't be surprised if the two of you have already had enough time to develop your relationship and think about other things," Chi-Chi continued on boldly, while at the same time raising a finger in a firm and confident gesture of assertiveness. "After all, a strong marriage is built upon strong foundations of love, friendship and fondness, you know."
Around this point in time, Videl's face had turned scarlet and her posture had become so timid and jittery, you could literally feel the waves of embarrassment and anxiousness wafting off of her.
Sensing she'd dug her fangs in far enough Chi-Chi moved closer and nudged the girl in the stomach. "Should I set a date for early May or April? What color flowers are you hoping to set up along the aisle?"
"I'm going to go check on Gohan now!" Videl suddenly shouted, before quickly turning heel and sprinting out of the room, desperate to escape before the mother took the situation any further. "Thank you, Chi-Chi!"
Watching the girl disappear down the corridor, the raven haired woman grinned triumphantly. A laugh from the lounge room then drew the mother's gaze towards the couch, where she saw her father chuckling and holding the paper against his stomach. When the old martial artist stopped long enough to glance over at her, Chi-Chi saw nothing but warmth and amusement in his eyes. "You shouldn't tease her so much, honey. You might end up giving the poor girl a heart attack."
"Ah, she's a tough little thing. I'm sure she can manage," the woman replied with a flippant wave of her hand.
Shrugging, the man with the square glasses and suspenders beamed at his daughter, "So… you didn't tell her about your son's other visitor?"
Chi-Chi got another evil glint in her eye as she threw her father a smirk, "Nope." She then crossed her arms over her chest, stuck her nose in the air, and nodded confidently. "My boy is in a very intriguing and exciting situation at the moment. I want to see how this thing plays out." And when she spoke in that tone of voice, you knew that only trouble could come of it.
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