Coola observed the car park that he had entered. "What a dump", Coola stated plainly, as he tapped his foot against the cracked concrete.

His furious gaze swept the whole entire place taking in the ramshackle, abandoned appearance of the place. "Uh, king Coola" a voice perked up beside him.

A sudden sigh swept Coola's body, not even bothering to look at the figure next to him, he answered. "Yes Salza?" Coola asked, allowing the possibility of a question. He began walking through the car park to the super market.

"So, king Coola, I ask of you why are we here?' Salza asked, practically jogging to keep up with Coola's fast pace. Coola ignored him, not bothering with humoring Salsa's trivial question.

The automated door slowly opened for them. 'What the?' Coola stopped in disbelief when his cold gaze swept over the inside of the super market. Salza paused in fear when he noticed his master's reaction to the inside of the department store.

"Bloody disgusting!" Coola spat as he stormed into the building, Salza quietly trailed behind him.

"Completely unacceptable," stated Coola in disbelief, when he noticed that there wasn't anyone at the cash registers, or anywhere else for that matter.

"Are they practically begging for their worthless items to be stolen?" Coola questioned to himself.

Coola stormed off to the aisles, his tail angrily flicking around behind him.

'Another one of his fits…' Salza sighed to himself, choosing to stay silent. Staying silent was often the best response when someone like Coola was having a fit. Salza sighed soundly and strolled to one of the cash registers, to see if there was anything of value in it.

Coola stomped through the aisles, the black shrivelled groceries that lined them seemed too taunt him endlessly. He stopped walking, Coola noticed that a can was facing the wrong way. His breathing became heavy. Coola picked up the can and turned it around to reveal its imperfection. Anger began to swell up inside of him, like a balloon ready to burst.

He threw the can to the ground in disgust when he saw that the can's other side had entirely rusted away, he stared at the pieces of can that littered the ground. 'Completely unacceptable, this is a civilised galaxy! I will not let my dream go to waste!' Coola angrily promised.

Coola stormed out of the aisles. To his annoyance he saw that Salza was looting one of the cash registers. Salza started sweating when he noticed his master's gaze.

"It's not what you think" Salza chuckled unconvincingly as he pushed back the empty till into the cash registers.

"Unacceptable! This is why, you're never on the front lines anymore. That behavior is simply unacceptable" Coola reminded with a tone that could freeze an ocean.

Salza opened the till and unwillingly put the money back. "Good" Coola spoke in approval at Salza's decision.

Coola and Salza strolled out of the decrepit department store. They both rose into the air. "Honestly Salza, where is everyone? I assume that lower species still keep their cities clean?" Coola asked.

"That is correct King Coola" Salza muttered.

"Well then" Coola stated, as he observed the city below them. Cooler continued, frowning deeply at the ruin of the city below them. "They either were so stunned at the grandeur of the greatest being in the galaxy gracing their planet, Or, they were so ashamed at the state of their planet that they killed themselves" Coola held his arm out and pointed his hand towards the city below them.

Salza's eyes widened in terror when he saw the actions Coola was taking. His aura burst around him as he powered up to the full ferocity of his power.

"-And If not, I'll do it for them" Coola growled, a flash of light enveloped the city and in an instance, it was gone. Leaving a large crater nestled within brown grass and desolate suburbs.

Salza's heart stopped momentarily at the fear of dying on this desolate world because of Coola's careless might.

"Bloody hell Salza, do you really have so little trust in the most powerful being in the galaxy?" Coola asked angrily.

"N-no" Salza stammered in fear.

An ever-slight buzzing sound could be heard in the distance. Coola put a finger to his horn "do you think I am dumb enough that I cannot even control my own power?" Coola growled.

"N-no King Coola," Salza stammered.

Coola moved his finger away from his horn. A thoughtful expression had graced his stripy face.

"Well, I suppose a being as strong as I and a being as weak as you… well it's just survival instincts. It's not your fault you were born an inferior species," Coola joked.

"U-uh, y-yes you're right" Salza replied in his most hopeful tone, acknowledging that it was always best to get on Coola's good side.

Coola turned around. "Let's get off this lame planet, and then I'll decide its fate- "Coola's red aura enveloped him and he burst off high into the distance, Salza followed suit. "- a few thousand miles in space.

Coola continued muttering to himself whilst in mid-air at the fate of the planet. Coola grimaced in disgust at the state of the planet as he gazed down at the brown, dry dead grass blurring together at the incredible speed he was traveling.

"Hmm a supernova, and then another obstacle out of the way for my dream" Coola finished muttering to himself and flew throughout the air in silence towards his destination.

Coola started a count down inside of his head '3, 2, 1 and..' Coola suddenly halted in the air, he muttered dark things to himself at the obnoxious buzzing sound in the wind.

'And yet this planet continues to piss me off!' Coola lamented to himself at the constant and aggravating buzzing sound in the air. He observed the squat fat spider like ship that he and Salza had taken to this pathetic, aggravating, irredeemable planet.

"I'd imagine it would take about fifty seconds for him to get here" Coola told himself in reference to Salza's speed.

"Honestly might as well" he said as he lowered himself to the ground. Coola stepped onto the insulting grass as if it was something he was forced to do at gun point and felt the dead grass crunch underneath his foot. Recoiling back in surprise Coola lifted his foot up so that he could see the grass.

Hovering in the air a variety of mean swear words amassed itself in Coola's mind. 'Grass shouldn't break' he screamed at himself after a hail of cusses had dispersed in his mind. The buzzing sound got louder as if something was nearing towards him.

"AND WHAT IS THAT STUPID BUZZING SOUND!" Coola roared to the planet.

"I am" A child like voice answered. Coola rocketed into the air, completely taken by surprise at the voice. He hung in the air staring down in shock at the voice. His gaze picked up the small child like being standing among the grasses. Seemingly completely defenseless.

Salza appeared beside him, looking quite shocked at Coola's predicament. "What is it?"

Coola slapped Salza with his tail, not botheringto give him a deeper answer then that. Salza rubbed his cheek, and glared at Coola. He shut his mouth.

Coola smiled brutishly at the child like being who stood out among the brown dead grass. The buzzing sound ceased to be as if there was no more need of it.

"So who are you and where did you come from?" Coola inquired of the child.

"Eh, I could never have guessed you two showing up, heck I only keep up the buzzing sound to attract that dead monkey man" the child stated completely and utterly ignoring Coola's question.

Coola's eye twitched. "You think you're so funny, Huh?" he accused, the child. Salza backed away.

"Nah, I don't think I'm that funny and besides, I feel like I should have a proper conversation with you, down here" the child commanded.

"DEATH BEAM' Coola shouted, firing a purple laser from his finger towards the child's stomach. The child effortlessly smacked the death beam away and quickly held up his arm and clenched his fist.

Coola and Salza smashed against the ground. Coola unsteadily got up first, no longer caring about the grass crunching underneath his feet. He stared dumbstruck at the Child. "W-what are you?" Coola questioned.

"Not what, but who? To answer your previous questions, I am Baby and I came to this planet, before I had my fun" Baby answered.

Coola rubbed his left horn, his eyes slowly narrowed as he realised what Baby's fun translated to. "Never would I have predicted that there would be some drooling idiot like you out in this universe who has the sheer nuts to go and stand in the way of my dream".

Baby cocked his head to the side. "What the blazes is this dream you have?" Baby asked, not even bothered by Coola's threat.

Coola smirked. "I am Coola, King Coola ruler of most of this galaxy and my glorious dream is to unite the galaxy under the perfect rule of myself" Coola flourished his arm towards Baby and pointed at him, "Morons like you who go around killing my people and ruining my planets, have no place in my utopia" Coola stated in a threatening tone.

Baby stroked his chin, a hurt expression adorned his face "That's a rather hurtful statement to make, I never killed anyone, I simply absorbed them into my bio mass for a greater purpose and I only ruined the planet so that I could remake it in my image, -" Baby continued "and the trouble makers like you just keep popping up like pesky bugs" Baby stated sourly. A large boom could be heard in the distance, Baby quickly twisted his body around to the explosion in the distance, Coola and Salza turned to it as well.

Baby quickly threw up his arms to defend himself from the attack, a glowing fist smashed into his stomach, he catapulted through the ship completely ruining it and disappeared beyond the horizon.

A man stood where Baby had been, he was covered in a reddish fur that stopped around his six pack. The man's black hair was long; he wore yellow baggy pants with a blue belt securing it.

The stranger turned his head to Coola and Salza, who were both dumbstruck by the man's interruption. "Who the hell are you?" Coola questioned, Salza tried to breech the same question but Coola slapped him with his stripy tail.

"Who I am doesn't matter right now, but what does matter is that I get you to the master. Right now," the monkey man commanded, he strolled over to Coola and Salza.

"What do you mean now? Do you know who I am?" Coola shouted at him, the command snapping him out of his befuddlement. The monkey man grabbed Coola by the neck, effectively cutting off his greatest weapon.

"Now you, get on my back" the ape man commanded, while effortlessly and firmly holding the fuming and struggling king in his left hand. Salza carefully walked around the monkey man to his back.

Salza's eyes widened in surprise when he saw the long furry tail coming out of the top of the yellow baggy pants, he swallowed his misgivings and got closer to the monkey man's back, he wrapped his arms around the neck.

"Okay then let's go" he said as he lifted off the ground. A golden aura wrapped around him and he blasted off into the distance to an unknown destination