Dragon Ball Super: A New God of Destruction

Chapter 12: Lost

He was drunk, and, well, he should; those gods keep pouring alcohol down his throat like water. It seems like they get jealous because of the dance. So, the rest go in and move around and show off what they learn. When Vegeta and Bulma are up, Goku spills out his drink and bursts in laughing. What's he wearing? He doesn't have to show his dick. He can see Hit is chuckling a bit, which is nice. Oh yes, Jiren, as well. What a show! Goku hopes that the GodTube is here to record all of it because he will bring it right into his face. That's what he will get for treating him like a servant.

"Stop! You drink too much."

"Just a little bit."

"No."

"Please!"

"Your puppy eyes won't help you."

Goku sighs and lies on Vados' shoulder. Oh, man, she's so strict. Beerus and Champa are so drunk right now that they jump on the stage and do the belly dance. That Prince also shares the stage with his "bingo" dance; Bulma "asked" him to either do it or no more gravity room. Poor those guys because it was Goku's idea; he put drug their drinks that made them go crazy, and then his little girl would record all of it. "This is so fun."

Belmod thought it was great to be back and host this event, but he found out that the reason he came back was because of his clown outfit. So, he switched Goku's drink to Beerus' beer, and the result was him moving around like a real ape. Sweet revenge! "Serves you right." the clown smirks.

"He looks happy." Whis comments. He, too, is happy for them.

"Yeah." She plays with his hair and chuckles.

"I don't see Merus. Where is he?" Vados looks around but can't find her little brother. Whis once heard the Grand Priest said he sent him to Universe 7 to learn about mortals as a part of his training, but it seems like it didn't work out as planned. He can't blame him because he also chose the wrong path.

"You know...about what happened at that time...I'm sorry." She continues.

Whis is surprised by this. Why would she talk about it now? He doesn't say anything and watches his student singing and dancing. Okay, he may be a good dancer, but he is just as bad as him when it comes to karaoke. As he watches them, he thinks about what his sister told him earlier. It pops up out of nowhere; those images and how it led to forbidden love. Well, it's gone; those feelings are gone as time goes. They say memory sleeps and will never die.

500 million years ago~

"Stop for a sec, please. I can't feel my legs."

She stopped her staff in mid-air and lowered it down and turned her back away to get some food. A young Whis poured the jar over his head and rested on the grass. He thought he was dead for sure; she was like going mad. Father did not go hard on him, and yet. "Big sis, are you okay?" He shyly asked her, but she didn't reply. Whis remained quiet for a few moments until she gave him the dessert. "Hurry up and eat it before it melts. After that, I'll train you on how to control your emotions."

She's not that bad, after all.

He was shocked after the Grand Priest said he would send him to Vados to complete his training there, and Whis would stay there until he called him back because his boss got mad and wiped off six universes. Anyway, his siblings told him that Vados was so cold to everyone, including her father; Vados was the total opposite of Sis Cus. The first time Whis met her, he thought that she was going to eat him alive. He could tell that Vados did not like the idea of having to share her time with her brother. The first day was terrifying; she went all out and did not hold back at all; she broke his arm, nose, four ribs, and left him dying cold. If it weren't for Ardon rushing out and saved him, he wouldn't be here today. Vados didn't talk most of the time and only did when Ardon ordered her to do something. Today was the first time that she spoke to him, not about training, of course.