Gohan smiles as he casually goes through his research collection once more. Another day, another batch of books on the table and problems to solve. It’s not that Gohan doesn’t enjoy this mental training but it has sacrificed him in physical strength for sure. The glasses wearing, green tracksuit having former strongest in the world has gone quite soft. If any of the Z fighters could see him now they’d know he hasn’t done a lick of training and can barely go Super anymore. That’s not to say that the Gohan house is free of fighters as there’s one little girl that sure packs a punch. Even if Gohan doesn’t know just yet.
“Baaa! Baaa!” The babbling all too familiar to Gohan comes from the playpen stationed in the center of the living room. Pan, the newest addition, his first born and the light of Gohan’s world. There she was sitting in her pink baby pajamas and gripping at thin air. At that moment the parental instincts kicked in and Gohan stopped his mental training to do some parental action!
“Oh Pan! You need something sweetie?” Gohan lit up as he stumbled around to get some warm milk for his baby girl. Trying to get the temperature just right and the measurements perfect just like Videl told him. It wasn’t eating dinosaur meat to survive in the wild but it is a challenge. Thankfully one that Gohan got right as Pan chanted more in her baby tongue for food. A plea that Gohan caved into instantly and handed the bottle to Pan. This proved to be one of the biggest mistakes as something odd happened that moment baby gripped bottle.
“Here you go Pan….uh Pan?” Gohan said trying to give her daughter a bottle. Shocked and horrified as for some reason he couldn’t pull away. He thought something got stuck while he was making the bottle but the only thing touching him was his own daughter’s hand. Then he started using his energy to sense the world around him. What kind of villain would try to go after Pan like this? It was then that the realization hit as he looked at Pan’s energy.
“Gagagaga!” She said as her fingers were gripped harshly on her father’s hand. She looked at him with her big cute eyes as she drank the bottle with one hand while holding him in place with another. Her power level, her strength, her dominating stare! How could this be possible? Gohan tried to rationalize something, either in science of his experience fighting but nothing came up. This baby is strong, on the level of Goku or Vegeta! The most dangerous part of all is that she knew it as she effortlessly flew out of the playpen. Dragging her father by the hand as she made it all the way to the ceiling!
“Pan! Pan! Please let’s get you back on the ground ok? I’ll call…” Gohan stumbled through his words, desperately trying to get out of this situation. Pan on the other hand, giggled as she had other plans for Daddy!
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