Nearly a year had passed.
Craving more delicious food, Beerus and Whis returned to Earth.
They arrived just in time for the celebration banquet at Trunks's home.
The two foodies dug in like starving ghosts, wolfing down everything in sight.
Anyone who didn't know better might have mistaken them for Bulma's poor relatives from some backwater, here to freeload.
"Delicious, delicious! Lord Beerus, this pudding is wonderful. You should try some too."
Whis enthusiastically recommended a delightfully springy Cream Pudding.
"Ahhh! You've almost eaten them all, Whis! There's only one left!!!" Beerus's eyes bulged as he snatched up the last remaining pudding.
"Damn it!"
Beerus shot Whis a fierce glare.
Whis met it with a smile.
Son Gohan brought over a large plate of fresh pudding and set it in front of Whis and Beerus.
"Lord Beerus, please call me the gourmet warrior. I've secured the last of the Cream Pudding for you two."
"Ho ho ho, thank you, Mr. Gohan..." Whis chuckled behind his hand.
"Ahh~" Beerus opened his mouth wide and tossed a pudding inside.
He smacked his lips as he chewed, then gulped it down.
"Wow, it really is delicious." His eyes lit up with admiration.
"So smooth, so sweet. It feels like it's moving around in my mouth..."
Son Gohan plopped down beside the two deities.
Taking advantage of Beerus's good mood, Son Gohan smiled. "Lord Beerus, I have one tiny little request..."
Son Gohan pressed his thumb and index finger together, indicating something very, very small.
"What? You want some?" Beerus immediately hugged the pudding to his chest.
He was all about guarding his food.
"No, my request has nothing to do with the pudding."
"Then go ahead." Beerus waved a hand. You gave this God of Destruction a fright.
Son Gohan chuckled. "Could you