Ques eso? ¡PAN CON QUESO!

Having been organizing files on her computer and getting together a small lesson plan for Cello to learn how to get accustomed to tech, Sombra was thankful for the quiet. 

Today was one of the days where Piccolo and Cello were outside of the house on the lookout as he was teaching the small Namekian how to fly. 

Brown eyes scanned the screen as she let her fingers do the work, moving and deleting files and-….

She froze, the chubby round face of a child visible through the screen. Brown eyes were framed by curly brown hair, his face smiling at her as she trembled. 

Once the two had passed through, now by the old cave where Cello was born and Piccolo had stayed, Emilio turned to his sister. 

“Hermana! I thought you said love was dumb!”

Sombra chuckled, thinking back to how she would often boast that love just wasn’t for her as a child.

“He changed my mind. Come on, let’s go.”

Sombra who was paler than ever, her eyes almost closed as she leaned on the dresser had been coughed up a storm. Her cheeks and nose were pinker than ever, her hair slicked down with sweat as she shook her head softly. 

She began to stand up completely but the black spots in her vision and the room spinning prompted her to lay her upper body on the dresser again.

He was mediating, enjoying the peaceful silence that was so less common lately while his family worked on who knows what. As much as he enjoyed his new life, times like this were still precious as he couldn’t afford to slack off with his training. Maybe now more than ever.

He let out a deep breath before his eyes shot open. He was sensing a presence he knew as well as his own, one he only knew firsthand through Kami, and one he had never in his wildest dreams thought he would ever come across…

“So this is what you’ve decided to waste the life I gave you on, hmm?”

For a moment, it was easy to pretend this was all indeed just a dream. he’d fallen asleep and he’d wake up and turn around and there would be no one there…

Another deep breath and he slowly turned his head to see… something that shouldn’t be possible. Sitting beside him, in the same cross legged position, and yet still somehow looming over him with a dark gaze was the demon king himself.

I won’t be long. Going to prepare Dende. Stay strong for us.

Upon finding the newer god, Sombra frowned at the sight of him baking. Any other time....

Having been organizing files on her computer and getting together a small lesson plan for Cello to learn how to get accustomed to tech, Sombra was thankful for the quiet. 

Today was one of the days where Piccolo and Cello were outside of the house on the lookout as he was teaching the small Namekian how to fly. 

Brown eyes scanned the screen as she let her fingers do the work, moving and deleting files and-….

She froze, the chubby round face of a child visible through the screen. Brown eyes were framed by curly brown hair, his face smiling at her as she trembled. 

He was mediating, enjoying the peaceful silence that was so less common lately while his family worked on who knows what. As much as he enjoyed his new life, times like this were still precious as he couldn’t afford to slack off with his training. Maybe now more than ever.

He let out a deep breath before his eyes shot open. He was sensing a presence he knew as well as his own, one he only knew firsthand through Kami, and one he had never in his wildest dreams thought he would ever come across…

“So this is what you’ve decided to waste the life I gave you on, hmm?”

For a moment, it was easy to pretend this was all indeed just a dream. he’d fallen asleep and he’d wake up and turn around and there would be no one there…

Another deep breath and he slowly turned his head to see… something that shouldn’t be possible. Sitting beside him, in the same cross legged position, and yet still somehow looming over him with a dark gaze was the demon king himself.

Sombra chewed on her lip before finally coming up with  something helpful.

“Excuse me for a moment.”

Having been organizing files on her computer and getting together a small lesson plan for Cello to learn how to get accustomed to tech, Sombra was thankful for the quiet. 

Today was one of the days where Piccolo and Cello were outside of the house on the lookout as he was teaching the small Namekian how to fly. 

Brown eyes scanned the screen as she let her fingers do the work, moving and deleting files and-….

She froze, the chubby round face of a child visible through the screen. Brown eyes were framed by curly brown hair, his face smiling at her as she trembled. 

Emilio looked pleased with his answer before his eyes grew wide. He was staring at Piccolo now. 

“Hermana! You love a dinosaur!”

He was mediating, enjoying the peaceful silence that was so less common lately while his family worked on who knows what. As much as he enjoyed his new life, times like this were still precious as he couldn’t afford to slack off with his training. Maybe now more than ever.

He let out a deep breath before his eyes shot open. He was sensing a presence he knew as well as his own, one he only knew firsthand through Kami, and one he had never in his wildest dreams thought he would ever come across…

“So this is what you’ve decided to waste the life I gave you on, hmm?”

For a moment, it was easy to pretend this was all indeed just a dream. he’d fallen asleep and he’d wake up and turn around and there would be no one there…

Another deep breath and he slowly turned his head to see… something that shouldn’t be possible. Sitting beside him, in the same cross legged position, and yet still somehow looming over him with a dark gaze was the demon king himself.

Having been organizing files on her computer and getting together a small lesson plan for Cello to learn how to get accustomed to tech, Sombra was thankful for the quiet. 

Today was one of the days where Piccolo and Cello were outside of the house on the lookout as he was teaching the small Namekian how to fly. 

Brown eyes scanned the screen as she let her fingers do the work, moving and deleting files and-….

She froze, the chubby round face of a child visible through the screen. Brown eyes were framed by curly brown hair, his face smiling at her as she trembled. 

He was mediating, enjoying the peaceful silence that was so less common lately while his family worked on who knows what. As much as he enjoyed his new life, times like this were still precious as he couldn’t afford to slack off with his training. Maybe now more than ever.

He let out a deep breath before his eyes shot open. He was sensing a presence he knew as well as his own, one he only knew firsthand through Kami, and one he had never in his wildest dreams thought he would ever come across…

“So this is what you’ve decided to waste the life I gave you on, hmm?”

For a moment, it was easy to pretend this was all indeed just a dream. he’d fallen asleep and he’d wake up and turn around and there would be no one there…

Another deep breath and he slowly turned his head to see… something that shouldn’t be possible. Sitting beside him, in the same cross legged position, and yet still somehow looming over him with a dark gaze was the demon king himself.

Feeling Cello grip tighter, she gave his back a reassuring pat. 

Having been organizing files on her computer and getting together a small lesson plan for Cello to learn how to get accustomed to tech, Sombra was thankful for the quiet. 

Today was one of the days where Piccolo and Cello were outside of the house on the lookout as he was teaching the small Namekian how to fly. 

Brown eyes scanned the screen as she let her fingers do the work, moving and deleting files and-….

She froze, the chubby round face of a child visible through the screen. Brown eyes were framed by curly brown hair, his face smiling at her as she trembled. 

“Alright Emilio. I made a good friend named Geronimo and you’re going to see him.”

He yelped, yes actually yelped, and whipped around to look at her. Considering he was a bit gun shy from the earlier assault, have her join in seemed more like a deep betrayal than good fun…

“Well… fine. Yours is the only one I care about as well.”

Did it catch her off guard? Yes. Did she Welcome it? Hell yes.

He was mediating, enjoying the peaceful silence that was so less common lately while his family worked on who knows what. As much as he enjoyed his new life, times like this were still precious as he couldn’t afford to slack off with his training. Maybe now more than ever.

He let out a deep breath before his eyes shot open. He was sensing a presence he knew as well as his own, one he only knew firsthand through Kami, and one he had never in his wildest dreams thought he would ever come across…

“So this is what you’ve decided to waste the life I gave you on, hmm?”

For a moment, it was easy to pretend this was all indeed just a dream. he’d fallen asleep and he’d wake up and turn around and there would be no one there…

Another deep breath and he slowly turned his head to see… something that shouldn’t be possible. Sitting beside him, in the same cross legged position, and yet still somehow looming over him with a dark gaze was the demon king himself.

Content on keeping him happy. Yes but not at the price of handing her son over. She backed up once more, shooting him a look as she let Piccolo step between them. 

Having been organizing files on her computer and getting together a small lesson plan for Cello to learn how to get accustomed to tech, Sombra was thankful for the quiet. 

Today was one of the days where Piccolo and Cello were outside of the house on the lookout as he was teaching the small Namekian how to fly. 

Brown eyes scanned the screen as she let her fingers do the work, moving and deleting files and-….

She froze, the chubby round face of a child visible through the screen. Brown eyes were framed by curly brown hair, his face smiling at her as she trembled. 

“Pos que quieres hacer Emilio?”

The small boy seemed to focus before looking around the room.

“How about…I show you something really cool. Something you used to always talk about.”