The next morning, as the sun peeked over the horizon. Birds chirping in the treetops and cars honking in the streets outside. Melody found herself standing in front of the mirror.
Melody: You've got this girl. You're strong. You're capable. And you're going to make your mom proud!
A sudden knock to the door startles her from her self-prep talk.
Melody: *She opens the door, eyes widening.* G-Gohan?! What are you doing here?
Gohan: *Adjusts his glasses, smiling warmly down at her.* Good morning, Melody! I thought you might like a ride to the celebratory breakfast. Mind if I come in?
Melody: *She steps aside, cheeks flushing.* Of course! I mean, no, I don't mind. Come in, please!
After a while, they settled into Gohan's car. Melody's nervousness manifests in a stream of excited chatter.
Melody: *She fidgets with her seatbelt as words tumbles out.* You now, I've always dreamed of becoming a golden fighter! It's all thanks to the stories mom used to tell me growing up, about the Red Ribbon Army, King Piccolo and the Cell games, where you came in.
Gohan: *He glances at her, eyebrows raised.* Your mom told you about all that? She must know quite a bit about our history.
Melody: *She nods enthusiastically.* Oh yeah! Mom knows everything. She even told me about Majin Buu and Babidi, where fusion comes in. It's like she was there herself.
Gohan: *He taps the steering wheel thoughtfully.* That's... interesting. Say, what's you're mother's name?
Melody: *She tilts her head.* Her name is Snow. Why do you ask?
Gohan: *He furrows his brow, deep in thought.* Snow...? *The name sounds foreign on his lips.* I don't think I've ever met someone by that name before. Yet she seems to know so much about my family.
Melody: Is... is that weird? *She bites her lip, suddenly anxious.* T...that she knows all?
Gohan: *He smiles, trying to ease her concern.* Not necessarily, but it is curious. Tell me more about these stories your mother told you?
Melody: *Her eyes lights up as she recalls her favorite tales.* Well, there was this one where Goku defeated the Red Ribbon Army while he was just a boy. And another about the 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament where Goku fought Piccolo.
Gohan: *He chuckles, shaking his head.* Well, wow, your mom really does know her stuff. Those aren't exactly common knowledge.
Melody: Yeah, Mom's amazing! *She beams, puffing her chest slightly out.* She's the reason I'd started training in the first place. I wanted to be just like the heroes in her stories.
Gohan: *He pulls the car to a halt, after finally finding an empty parking-lod.* Well, Melody, it seems like you're well on your way to becoming one of those heroes yourself.
Melody: You really think so? *She asked looking down at her fidgeting hands.* That means a lot coming from you Gohan. You were always my favorite in Mom's laterer stories.
As they exit the car, Gohan's mind races with questions about Melody's mysterious mother and her uncanny knowledge of their past.
Gohan: *He opens the restaurant's door and gestured for Melody to enter first.* Let's join the others, and maybe later, you can tell me more about your mom. I'd love to meet her someday.