With a light ‘phew," Gohan put the cap on his pen and closed his little journal.
"What a week," he said to no one in particular. Standing, he stretched, cracked his back, and flopped back down in his chair, debating whether or not to go to bed yet. He decided he probably would.
And then a hand came down on his shoulder. He turned his head and...
"Dad?!"
"Hey Gohan!" Goku chirped.
"What... aren’t you dead?"
"Well, yeah," Goku sat down across from his son. Indeed, the rather conspicuous golden halo floated above his head. "Got another day off from it, so to speak. Heh heh, kinda got the timing wrong though. I was gonna come at 10am, not pm."
"The night’s still young," Gohan smiled.
"So, have I missed anything big?"
Gohan’s smile turned into a faceflop. "You had to ask."
Confused, Goku asked, "what happened?"
Scratching his head, Gohan wracked his brain for a response. Where to start? Could Goku have known already anyway? He did watch them all a bit...
Gohan decided it was best to be blatant. "Uh, well... did you know Goten’s gay?"
Goku blinked. And then he said, "Uh, yeah... so? I’m happy all the time too..."
And then Gohan wanted to hit himself with a hammer. Good ol’ Dad, so blissfully naïve... how he ever missed this one I’m not even going to ask. "I mean he likes guys."
"So? Vegeta n’I’ve been friends for awhile..."
"No, Dad, I mean he likes guys."
"I don’t get it."
Gohan decided on a different approach. "Dad. He’s seeing Trunks."
Goku scratched his head. "Don’t they see each other every day?"
Feeling like he could fall out of his chair, Gohan wondered how in the world his father could be a fighting genius but every now and then, yet miss a concept that was so simple yet so very large. "Uhhh... put it this way Dad. He likes Trunks the same way you like Mom."
Goku laughed. "Well, I don’t think he likes him that way, Gohan."
Gohan almost did fall out of his chair this time.
Returning from a spar, Goten and Trunks walked into the room at that exact moment... holding hands.
Well, best to learn by example, Gohan thought, a second before his brother saw their father and almost passed out...
~~~fin
Special thanks to Cloud, who wrote like half of this himself as a joke.
Also, a big THANK YOU to everyone that gave me feedback, I highly appreciate it. My ego would also like to thank you, but I’m fending him off with a stick at the moment. :P
Despite this being an epilogue, the story isn’t quite done yet, I have one more idea I intend to write out...