**Among the stars!**

*Chapter 5.*

Another day in space, looking out the window- pitch darkness as per fucking usual. Piccolo sighed and proceeded to bang his head against the window. Another day dealing with the most annoying crew mates, and if he had to hear Krillin asking if anyone wanted to play 'go fish' one more fucking time-

"Hey guys, anyone wana play go Fish?"

"Dammit!"  Piccolo muttered under his breath, he had to fucking say it. He spun on his heel as he caught a glimpse of Goku eating an ice cream sandwich, just where was he getting them from? That's when he realised something- "oh my Dende, we are gonna miss Gohan's birthday!"

Goku finished the ice cream sandwich, licking his lips covering all traces before Vegeta had noticed. "Wait, when is his birthday?" He frowned, and turned around looking at everyone's baffled expressions. "What?"

Piccolo sighed massaging his temples. "his birthday is next week Goku."

"Aw man, I hope Chichi bought him something from me."

"Do you ever buy your sons presents?"

Goku wrinkled his nose up, what a silly question to ask. "Why would I do that? That's Chichi's job."

"You are the worse parent." Tien shook his head at Goku, and snatched the vodka bottle from Krillin.

"How am I the worse parent?"

"How old is Gohan?." Piccolo rolled his eyes seeing the cogs turning, they all looked around the room awaiting for an answer. He clicked his tongue and glared back at Goku who was starting to use his fingers to count. "Goku?"

"I'm thinking."

"Okay, easier one. How old is Goten?"

"Uhhh"

"He's seven!"

"I was gonna say."

"What's Gohan's favourite show?"

"How am I meant to know that?"

Vegeta raised a brow over at Goku's flabbergasted look. "Kakarot, do you know anything about your children?"

"Alright then, what do you know about yours?" Goku pouted and folded his arms, as he and everyone else looked back at Vegeta.

"Let's see, he likes toys, amusement parks, video games- and he's a spoilt little shit." Vegeta smirked over at Goku, everyone else looked at each other and shrugged.

"he's got a point." Krillin nodded in agreement.

"Shut up cue ball!" Vegeta growled at Krillin, since when did he give him permission to voice his opinion?

"I'll make you shut up." Krillin muttered under his breath with a frown, as he snatched his vodka back off Tien.

"What was that?" He raised a brow over at Krillin.

"Nothing."

"That's what I thought." Vegeta smirked over at the little cueball.

"Goku, do you ever spend time with your sons?" Tien asked out of curiosity.

"Of course, when I'm sparring with them." Goku smiled, his smile soon faded seeing everyone face palm.

"By sparring, you mean equal battle to test skills?"

"If Kakarot was training his sons right, they wouldn't be so weak." Vegeta snorted.

"Least my son beat Cell."

"Yeah, cos I helped."

"All you did was tickle him."

"I will murder you!"