After leaving that room, dad and I headed straight home. When we got there, grandma was at the main entrance with open arms. She informed us that mom was in her lab, and dad’s eye did that twitch thing. He then started walking away, probably to go to mom. Before I could walk anywhere, grandma caught me in a hug and started going off how I needed a haircut. I told her fine and she let me go. She then stated for me to wash up before we to the barber.

As grandma drove us, she wouldn’t stop talking about stuff. I was starting to see why dad prefer quiet. It was so annoying. But this is grandma; I’ll tolerate her just like dad deals with grandma and grandpa goes off. Yet at the same time it was nice to hear someone talking. That room was pretty quiet, when dad didn’t have anything to say, which was the majority of the time.

After my haircut she dragged me to go clothes shopping. Why the first day out that room I’m being drag everywhere? At least when we were done, she got me ice cream. So, it wasn’t all bad. Once we got back, I headed straight to my room. I really missed my soft, custom-made bed. I just put my head on the pillow when my name was called. I groan in annoyance, as I sat up. In the doorway was dad. “First thing in the morning, gravity room.” With that, he walked away. Well, at least I got to rest today.

…

Once I entered her lab, I was displeased that she had the tell-tell signs of an overnight. I walked over to her work bench and she still didn’t look up to see me. What the hell was she working on this time? As I came closer, I took a peek at her blueprints. Hm. Just another one of those pathetic car engines. “Woman.” She did not lift her head from her desk, as she waved her hand in telling me to go away.

I lend on the desk and tapped my fingers on my left biceps. “Oh, stop it. I’m just about done.” She looked up at me and was smiling. “Did it go well?” I just turned my head away from her. That was, until I felt her touch my shoulder. I looked back at her and she was still smiling. “Well, I’m going to bed now. Your new suit is in the locker. I made a few modifications.” I was a bit surprised by this. “I finally was able to properly replicate the elasticity of your original armor.” She then started to walk away from me and headed toward the door. “I also made one for Trunks” She then yawned and stated she was going to take a shower before bed.

She really done it again. I quickly went to see and was also impressed by the details. Leave it to Bulma to think about every last detail. I then notice a folder on top of the locker. I opened it and saw that she was planning another round of improvements. This time to withstand not only powerful ki blast but any nuclear damage. I couldn’t help feel proud that my woman was such an incredible genus. Guess I’ll test these tomorrow in the gravity room. I put the folder down and left the lab.

As we entered the gravity room, I couldn’t help notice a few changes. I wonder who did this? I went to the main panel and saw that it could no other be Bulma’s handy work. Looks like there’s a few new simulations. I wonder when she did that. Was she that bored while I was training with Whis? Or just missed me that much. “We’re going straight to 200g. Understand?”

“Yes, sir.” With that, I turned on the gravity. I watched how Trunks adjust to the gravity and saw he was doing quite well. Good. I didn’t want to waste time taking to adjust to this. After a few minutes we started our training. I was impressed he was holding out longer than he ever did. But I expected nothing less from my offspring.

That room did more than help me strengthen my son. I had a second chance at something I should have done years ago, and I was happy with these results. I just hope we didn’t need him. After all that time with the clown, training with Whis, made me realize and accepted a lot of things. I was already finally getting truly settling into this family life. But again, he opened my eyes to much more. Next time I see him, I’m going to punch him.

It only been 30 minutes and I looked over to my son. Maybe we done enough training for now. “Trunks.” He immediately stopped and looked over to me. “We’re done.” He looked confused but didn’t say anything. As we left the room, he still looked confused. As we walked the complex, he asked what we were going to do. “Boy, go clean up and meet me in the family room in 20 minutes.” He said ok and left to his room. I quickly went to my own room, and saw Bulma resting.

With the door close, I gave in to temptation and walked over to her. I placed a hand on her growing stomach. I felt the ki of our second child. Will I be a better father to this one? Or will I repeat my mistakes? I removed my hand and went to take a quick shower. As the hot water run down my body, I silently promise I will be a better father. I might have started late for Trunks, but I will not repeat my mistakes.

As I started heading downstairs, I was wondering where did he keep those video simulations. There’s a few I think might be good to have him participate in. Which one did he make me do that reminded me of raging war? Was it Killzone Shadow Fall? I have to see the cover and maybe I’ll know. Once I entered the family room, I saw that Bunny was looking through another magazine. I went over to the bookcase that the boy kept the simulations. “Dad?” I looked next to me, and Trunks had an eyebrow raised. “We’re playing a video game?”

“Which one had that wall, and you’re fighting battles all alone?”

“Oh. Killzone?”

“Yes, that one.”

“Why? You want to play? I already beat it, and Goten sucks when we play multiplayer.” “No.” He looked confused. “You’re playing it. But have to make a perfect run.” He asked what I meant. “If you die once you have to start over.” He looked frighten before agreeing, and showed me where it was. After he went through the process of setting it up, I sat on the floor next to him.