Gohan didn't say a word as he watched himself prepare to fight Cell, his younger self dropping into a combat stance. A tense expression on the older man's face, as the two fighters simply stared each other down. He knew this wasn't going to be pleasant, so he was trying to do his best to be objective, to take his feelings out of this. But he could already feel his frustrations bubble to the surface the more he watched, years of hindsight picking away at him.

Right now, all they could hear was from Gohan's perspective. His family and friends completely inaudible, all the while the reporter was clearly commentating, but the words coming out of his mouth were muffled, completely incomprehensible. Gohan knew what was coming though, his gaze turning back to his father. nd as much as he wanted to be mad at what came next... it was so unquestionably like his father, that he couldn't bring himself to.

Goku could've never known how things would've played out from here.

"Hey Cell!" From the cliffside, Goku threw a small bean at Cell. The green monster catching it, a confused expression on his face. "It's called a Senzu Bean! Eat up!"

"IS YOUR BRAIN ON VACATION?!" Krillin screamed, loud enough that Gohan could actually hear it. "WHY THE HELL DID YOU GO AND DO THAT?!"

Remember the bean I fed you during the World Tournament, when we were teenagers? The one that healed you completely? Well... that's what dad just gave Cell.

Cell chuckled then, low and amused. Staring at the bean with mild curiosity, before it turned into sadistic amusement. "Incredible. With everything at stake, you still can't help but be a slave to your better nature. Sickening." Cell's smirk grew wider then, gaze turning to Goku. "All the same, I gladly accept this token of good sportsmanship. But mark my words..."

Cell's tone took a darker turn.

"I'll see to it that you regret the gesture."