(m/n- mother's name)

It was a bright and sunny day at Capsule Corp, where the Z Fighters had gathered for a rare moment of relaxation. Bulma had invited her friends and their families to enjoy a peaceful day in the sprawling garden. Among the guests was a child named (Y/n), the son of Bulma's friend (M/N).

(Y/n) was a curious and energetic child, always eager to explore and discover new things. On this particular day, his attention was drawn to a peculiar sight—a tall and imposing figure, the God of Destruction himself, Lord Beerus.

Beerus had come to the gathering at Bulma's request, and he had been surprisingly calm and well-mannered, enjoying the delicious food and the company of the Z Fighters. As he strolled through the garden, (Y/n) couldn't help but be intrigued by the towering being.

With a sense of wonder, (Y/n) tugged on Beerus's pants to get his attention. The unexpected touch made Beerus pause and look down, his usually stern expression softening as he met (Y/n)'s curious eyes.

"What are you doing tugging on my pants?" Beerus asked, his deep voice surprisingly gentle.

(Y/n) didn't seem intimidated at all by the powerful deity. He pointed toward Beerus's striking golden necklace. "What's that shiny thing, mister?"

Beerus glanced at the necklace, his calm demeanor intact. "This, young one, is the symbol of a God of Destruction. It represents my role in the universe."

(Y/n) nodded in understanding, his eyes filled with fascination. "Wow, you're like a superhero!"

Beerus chuckled softly, a sound that was rarely heard. "I suppose you could say that."

(Y/n) beamed up at Beerus, clearly unafraid and delighted by the interaction. "Can you show me some superhero moves?"

Beerus exchanged a surprised glance with Whis, who had been observing the scene with amusement. Despite his reputation, Beerus couldn't resist the child's innocent request.

"Very well," Beerus said, crouching down to (Y/n)'s level. "But remember, I'm a God of Destruction. My moves can be quite... destructive."

(Y/n) nodded enthusiastically, his eyes wide with anticipation. Beerus raised his hand, and a small energy orb appeared, glowing with a brilliant blue hue.

"Watch closely," Beerus instructed. With a swift motion, he sent the energy orb soaring into the sky, where it exploded into a mesmerizing display of fireworks, painting the sky with vibrant colors.

(Y/n)'s face lit up with wonder and awe as he watched the fireworks dance across the sky. "That's amazing, mister! You really are a superhero!"

Beerus couldn't help but feel a strange sense of contentment as he watched (Y/n)'s joyous reaction. He had never expected to find such a calm and heartwarming moment in the midst of a gathering of warriors.

Whis, who had been quietly observing the scene, smiled at Beerus. "It seems you have a fan, my lord."

Beerus grunted in response but didn't deny it. He allowed (Y/C) to enjoy the fireworks for a while longer before gently patting the child on the head.

"I hope you had fun, young one," Beerus said, his voice surprisingly warm.

(Y/n) nodded vigorously, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Thank you, mister! You're the coolest superhero ever!"

Beerus couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the child's words. Maybe, just maybe, there was more to life than destruction and chaos. Perhaps there was room for surprising moments of calm and cute interactions, even for a God of Destruction