Author's Note:-
Sorry, this isn't a new chapter... it's just the second part of chapter 13. I had these two scene combined, but it didn't feel right to me... Even when I was writing them it felt like they should be two separate chapters, but I decided to leave them combined because this scene didn't feel strong enough to be a chapter on its own, but all day I've just been unsettled with it, so in the end I decided to split them. I think Junior finding out out was a good scene, but it just didn't have the same impact when it was paired up with this one, and the end of that scene felt like it should have been the end of the chapter... I tied it to this one to try and make this scene stronger, but in reality I think all it did was make Piccolo Junior's scene weaker, which I didn't want to happen :( So, I apologise. Sometimes I still make bad decisions n_n' I'll try my best not to make any more!
Anyway, I hope the chapters work better this way, and the next big update will be next Friday, if not before. Enjoy your weekend!
It hadn't been long since Piccolo Junior had left his father's mansion, after reluctantly coming to terms with the thought of having a younger brother on the way, and in the garden of Frikiza and King Piccolo's home the demon family were still enjoying a day in the sun, seemingly unfazed by Piccolo Junior's less-than-enthusiastic reaction to Frikiza's pregnancy.
"Hahahaha!" King Piccolo laughed triumphantly as he stood over Drum, who was now unconscious on the ground alongside Tambourine and Cymbal; all three of them had lost a fight with King Piccolo. "You boys need to practice more! I'm ashamed to call you my own."
"Are they okay…?" Frikiza mumbled sleepily, not bothering to look up as she lay on her front, allowing the sun's rays to soak into her back.
"Yeah, they're fine." King Piccolo answered carelessly.
Piano watched curiously as King Piccolo started to move his siblings' unconscious bodies and positioned them in a straight line leading up to the pool.
"Uh… Sire?" Piano began. "What are you –" He stopped talking when King Piccolo ran up to the unconscious mutants and kicked the line so forcefully that all three of them went flying into the pool. "… Oh." Piano sweat dropped. "Never mind."
Piano made his way over to King Piccolo and stood beside him at the pool's edge, looking down at the bodies of his siblings as they made their way towards the bottom of the pool. Piano looked up at King Piccolo to see the demon king with a smirk on his face, watching to see if the mutants would wake up. "What if they don't?" Piano uttered.
"Then they don't." King Piccolo shrugged.
"Mm…" Piano sat down and dipped his feet into the pool, almost bored as he waited for his brothers to put an end to their drowning.
It was only a few seconds, but it seemed like an eternity before the three mutants suddenly sprung back to life. Their eyes snapped open and their kis all fired up at once as they bolted out of the pool, causing such a powerful splash it showered the entire garden.
"Hey!" Frikiza screamed when she suddenly found herself soaked in cold pool water. She glared over at the nameks angrily, infuriated that she had been disturbed. "What the hell are you doing!"
"We – we…" Tambourine panted, desperately trying to catch his breath as he and his siblings coughed water out of their lungs.
"Those three are screwing around in the pool." King Piccolo said, pointing at Tambourine, Cymbal and Drum.
"What!" The three mutants cried out, while Piano started giggling. Tambourine, Cymbal and Drum turned to Frikiza with wide eyes. "Frikiza – wait – aii!" They let out a scream as Frikiza's tail slammed itself into them, knocking them back into the pool and almost shattering a couple of their ribs in the process.
"Hmph!" Frikiza huffed angrily, and returned to sun bathing while Piano and King Piccolo grinned triumphantly at each other.
It didn't take long for Frikiza to dry off, but as soon as she did she was once again interrupted.
"Your Highnesses? Fortune-teller Baba is here to see you." A servant's voice came from above Frikiza.
"Mm… Okay… send her through…" Frikiza answered half-heartedly. Dammit… It wasn't like she didn't like visitors, but couldn't they come on an indoor day…?
She waited for a short moment, and Fortune-teller Baba's voice came from above her.
"Frikiza!" Baba exclaimed.
"Hi Baba…" Frikiza mumbled, turning onto her side to look at the Fortune-teller. She rubbed her eyes and yawned. "What can I do for you?"
"Oh – it's nothing. I'm just stopping by quickly to say congratulations." Fortune-teller Baba grinned. "There's a rumour going round that you're pregnant."
"Oh – yeah." Frikiza nodded, perking up. "Thanks."
"So… this is… good news?" Baba asked cautiously.
"Of course!" Frikiza giggled, causing Baba to breathe a sigh of relief. "We're thrilled – we already named him."
"Oh, well that's – uh…" Fortune-teller Baba looked at Frikiza sceptically. " 'Him'…?" She raised her eyebrows. "You… you got it confirmed already…?"
"No, we didn't." Frikiza replied. "But it's part namek, right? So it must be a boy."
"Yes, but… it's also part icejin…" Baba replied, feeling a slight sense of panic. Oh, no… When she'd seen the vision of this child in her crystal ball – well, it wasn't all that clear, but she thought it looked like… Dammit! She never should have looked! And she definitely shouldn't have come! She did not need to hear this! Fortune-teller Baba had only come here to make sure King Piccolo wasn't about to blow up the Earth over Frikiza's pregnancy, and now there was this problem!
"Well, I guess there's a small chance it could be a girl…" Frikiza admitted. "I don't want to find out, but we're painting the nursery neutral, just in case."
"Oh!" Baba nodded, once again relieved. "Good idea – because even though it's highly likely to be a boy… it isn't certain."
"Mm." Frikiza beamed. "I think it's a boy, though. It feels that way." She lay on her back and closed her eyes, basking in the sun. "And I'm never wrong about this stuff."
"There's a first time for everything…" Baba mumbled. Well… that was a relief anyway; if Frikiza was prepared for both outcomes, there was nothing to worry about. So! Frikiza was pregnant, King Piccolo wasn't about to go on a killing spree over it, and they were painting the nursery neutral. Perfect! Baba didn't need to worry about a single thing –
"I guess so." Frikiza giggled. "I really hope it's a boy, though. I mean – I know it is, and I'm looking forward to it. It's so exciting!"
"It's… exciting?" Fortune-teller Baba uttered, once again becoming worried.
"Yeah. I always wanted a son." Frikiza replied. "I have a daughter already – and don't get me wrong, I love her, but… I always did want a baby boy."
"And uh… if it's not a boy… will you be disappointed?" Baba questioned.
"Yeah… I guess I will." Frikiza said, and smiled. "But don't worry." She opened her eyes to look at Baba. "I know he's a boy. Baby Boy Bass!"
"Mm…" Baba sweat dropped as she looked at the expression on Frikiza's face. She had such a bright smile, so cute and innocent, and those sparkling red eyes… Oh, no… "Yes…" Baba laughed nervously. "Baby Boy Bass. Definitely." Crap! Should she tell her? But then again, what if Fortune-teller Baba had been wrong? The image hadn't been all that clear – and she'd hate to tell Frikiza something that wasn't true, especially when Frikiza was so excited…
"Baba?" Frikiza uttered, noticing the look of worry on Fortune-teller Baba's face. "Are you okay?"
"Oh – yes, Dear!" Baba nodded, waving a dismissive hand. "Don't worry about me. Like I said – I just came to say congratulations. I must be on my way now – bye! Oh!" She looked over at King Piccolo. "Congratulations, Piccolo!"
"Hm?" King Piccolo grunted, only half listening. He looked over at Baba, only to see her turn her crystal ball around and bolt off into the sky before he or Frikiza could say another word.
Frikiza watched Baba leave, and blinked in confusion. That was weird… why did she get all hectic all of a sudden…? … Oh well. Frikiza shrugged, and returned to her sunbathing.
Meanwhile, as she flew away Fortune-teller Baba was thinking wildly about her dilemma. Oh, this was so difficult… And here Baba was thinking she only had King Piccolo to worry about! What if it wasn't a boy? Would Frikiza go on a killing spree and destroy the Earth? … No. No, Frikiza wouldn't do that. She wasn't the type. She was sweet, and gentle… Then again, a pregnant woman was dangerous, and a woman who had just given birth, who was exhausted and hungry and filled with hormones… Well, that was scary. Plus Frikiza did have a history of violence, being a female Frieza and once owning her own empire that made its money wiping out entire races and selling slaves… Oh, this wouldn't be good. This would not be good! Maybe Fortune-teller Baba should warn her, and let her adjust to the idea – after she confirmed it with her crystal ball, of course. … But then again, Frikiza didn't want to know, did she? And she was aware that it was possible the baby would be a girl… and she'd wanted a son the first time, right? And nothing bad had come of it – Frikiza loved her daughter all the same. Maybe this was fate. Maybe it wasn't Baba's place to intervene. What happened happened and what would be would be. … Hm. Yes. Right. She should leave it – after all, she hadn't told anyone about Frikiza's pregnancy, and that had turned out alright, hadn't it? So whether or not this baby was a boy or a girl, it would be alright. It would. … And if not, Goku would always be around to put an end to Frikiza's rampage. Oh, Goku… What would they do without him? Fortune-teller Baba let out a sigh and headed for Goku's house, deciding that he at least should be warned there could be a storm on its way.