"So, what's this plan of yours, Frieza?" Cell wondered, still staring at the Egg Nog carton. He couldn't get how anyone could possibly like that stuff!

The Icejin smirked, and grabbed a flask out what seemed to be nowhere. "This is my plan."

"You're gonna give Vegeta a flask?" Cell cocked an eyebrow, "I gotta tell you, these plans of yours are losing it."

"You take that back!" Frieza demanded, truly offended. How dare someone mock his plans!

"Why are you getting so defensive? It's only the truth."

"Do you even know what my plan is!"

"No..."

"Well then shut up and let me explain!"

Cell nodded, and mock sniffled, "Okay, but you didn't have to be so mean about it."

Frieza just rolled his eyes, and continued to explain his scheme. "Okay, in the flask is the remains of the alocohol from the slumber party..."

The green one shuddered at the memory, that night was hell for him. "How did you get it?"

"Simple, when we were cleaning up I saw that not all the bottles were empty. Anyway, my plan is to put this in Vegeta's egg nog when he drinks it, so he'll get drunk."

"But, didn't he get drunk at the slumber party too?"

Frieza shurgged, "I don't remember..."

"Me neither."

"But, if he's the only one who gets drunk, then we'll be able to remember it, and mock him about it for all eternity!"

Cell grinned. He was liking the sound of this plan. "Okay, so how are we going to do this, so he doesn't notice?"

"It's actually quite simple..."

Meanwhile, Vegeta and the other hell mates were still staring at the fruitcake, contemplating whether it was truly immortal or not.

"I think it is!" Nappa poked at the rock hard piece of food.

"So do I." Vegeta added, "Afterall, it didn't even flinch after I blasted it."

Raditz sighed, "I'm telling you guys, it's not even alive, so it can't be immortal!"

"I'm afraid I beg to differ." Jeice said, picking up the dessert, but dropping it quickly. "It moved!"

"What?" the long haired Saiyan asked, wondering if he had heard the Ginyu Force member right.

"It moved, seriously!"

Goz and Mez still laughed to themselves about the gifts the hell mates were going to be given.

It turns out that the gifts had been selected especially for each hell mate, and considering what they were, they didn't think too many of them were going to like them.

Oh well, that was half of the fun of it.

"I'm telling you, fruitcake can't move, nor is it immortal!" Raditz exclaimed, frustrated.

"And I'm telling you that anything mortal cannot stand against one of my attacks!" Vegeta protested back.

"Well, I don't think it's immortal either!" Kold agreed with Raditz, putting his arm around the long haired Saiyan.

Raditz quickly slipped out of the Icejin's grasp, and ran over behind Vegeta. That way, Kold would go after him first.

"Hmmm..." Vegeta studied the fruitcake carefully, before throwing a punch at it, hoping he caught it off guard.

However, off guard the food was not. Afterall, how could it even be on guard?

Anyway, Vegeta's attack sent the cake flying into the wall behind it. But it came back, hitting Vegeta in the chest with the same force that he had thrown at it.

"Are you okay?" Nappa asked his prince, as the fruitcake landed on the ground, totally unharmed.

Vegeta nodded slowly, "What the fuck! It counter attacked!"

Cell and Frieza heard the others yelling about something, but couldn't make out what they were saying.

"Man, what's going on over there?" Cell wondered aloud, earning a shrug from his partner.

"Who knows... Probably the monkeys playing with the fruitcake or something."

Cell snickered at the possible scenarios that could happen with the others vs. a fruitcake, not knowing it was really going on.

"Shall we go join them?" Frieza smirked, putting the flask behind his back.

The two guards were just about to announce that it was time for them to open their presents, when they saw the little fruitcake display.

"Maybe we should wait a minute... This could get good!" Goz chuckled.

Mez nodded, grinning as well.

Vegeta picked up the deranged dessert, and jumped when he saw little coloured covering it. "The thing has eyes!"

Raditz smacked himself in the forehead. "Those are cherries!"

"They don't look like any cherries I've seen!" Recoome commented, staring at it in Vegeta's hand.

"Kakarot!" Broly randomly yelled, pointing at the dessert.

Everyone looked at the legendary oddly. "What's the supposed to mean?"

"I got it!" A figurative light bulb went on above the prince's head.

"Got what? A fruitcake?" Frieza asked, as he and Cell approached where everyone was.

"Well yes... But that's not what I meant! I mean, to get rid of this... thing, we could get it sent to Kakarot in the Upper World!"

"Can you even do that?"

"Awww, you don't like our fruitcake? We spent all night making it!" Goz mock pouted, also joining the little group with his partner.

"You mean you guys made that!" Jeice asked in awe.

"Sure did!"

"I didn't know they had that kind of power! They could make a whole army of those things!" Guldo exclaimed, trying to keep his voice down.

Vegeta gulped, "Shit, I never thought of that!"

"Anyway," Mez began, "Yes you can, as long as you classify it as a Christmas present."

Raditz took the fruitcake from Vegeta's hands, and tossed it to the ogre. "Get rid of it before they think it's going to eat them or something!"

"Can it do that?" Jeice asked, still not fully recovered from it 'moving'.

"See what I mean?"

Mez laughed and tossed it into one of the boxes containing the gifts. "Okay now -"

"I need something to drink!" Nappa interrupted.

"I'll get it for you!" Frieza volunteered, earning some very strange looks. "Can I get you some too, Vegeta?"

"Hmph, I don't trust you!"

"Oh come on! What could I possibly do! How about this? If I do anything wrong, you can sick the fruitcake after me."

Vegeta agreed, afterall, if that thing gave him a hard time, it would give the Icejin an even harder one.

So Frieza got the two glasses of Egg Nog and distributed them to the Saiyans, making sure to add the alcohol into Vegeta's.

Once their drinks were gotten, they both gulped them down in one drink.

Cell and Frieza glanced at eachother, fighting back a smile.

"Okay, if there are no more interruptions, we have something to give y'all!" Goz put the box onto the floor. "King Yemma got each of you a gift to celebrate the holidays!"

"When we call your name, come collect what you're getting." Mez finished, calling the first person, "Cell!"

The green tyrant grabbed the box and unwrapped it to reveal a small plush rabbit. He glared, "What about Mr. Cuddles! Have you forgotten about him? I don't want him to get jealous!"

"He could have a friend?" the blue orge suggested, laughing.

"Mr Cuddles is perfect, he doesn't need friends!" Cell dropped the plushie back into the box, and stomped back to the others.

"Okay... Next up is Vegeta!"

The prince unwrapped what he got to reveal a a new spandex training suit. Not too bad... That is, until he turned it over to see the words 'If you've got it, show it off!' written across the back.

"Oh, I think you would look cute in that, Veggie!" Kold commented.

"Hmph, as if I would ever wear it!"

"Next is... Jeice, Burter, Guldo, and Recoome! You all have a combined present!"

Curious, the Ginyu Force members opened their present, the whole Richard Simmons 'Sweatin to the Oldies' collection.

Everyone sweatdropped.

"Broly, you're up next!"

The legendary took his gift and revealed two books. Not just any books, but a book on Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, and the other was a Dictionary.

"Next, King Kold!"

"Oooh, lingerie!" the elder Icejin held up a small silk... nightie?

"That's just creepy..." Jeice whispered, getting many nods.

"Hmmm, next is Frieza!"

"I wonder what I got..." Frieza said lamely, opening his gift. "It's a pairof fuzzy slippers..."

"Finally, Raditz!"

The Saiyan grabbed his box and opened it, sweatdropping. "What the hell? A Mary-Kate and Ashley hair pin collection?"

Everyone, that is, except Raditz began laughing.

"That is not funny!"

"Well, we have one more activity planned for the day, and that's some Christmas carol karaoke!" Mez announced, getting everyone to stop laughing. "It's all set up back in the party room!"

"Do we have a choice?" Cell asked, praying they did.

"Do you ever?"

"It's just not fair..."

Once everyone was gathered in the party room, they just stared at the small karaoke machine.

"I'm not going first!" Frieza put his hands up.

"Me neither!" just about every other hell mate said in unison.

Kold happily grabbed the microphone. "Fine, I'll go first!"

About half way through the Icejin's... lovely version of White Christmas' Cell and Frieza were called to do some errands for King Yemma.

It turns out that his origional two workers were sick, so the duo was stuck being temporary elves to deliver presesnts to the same day care they had been to for their community service.

After what seemed like eternity to them, they were finally finished.

"Well done. I'm impressed that neither of you complained about your task." King Yemma told them, smiling. "Because of that, I have arranged a special Christmas present for you two."

"What would that be?" Frieza questioned.

"You'll see when you get back."

"I wonder what Yemma got for us..." Cell said, as the two re-entered the party room. "What the hell?"

Frieza began laughing at the sight infront of them.

A staggering, hiccuping Vegeta was currently wearing his new spandex, while doing the Sweatin to the Oldies tape.

"But how did he get drunk so quickly...?" Frieza asked, but then remember King Yemma's words.

"This must be our present!"

For the next little while everyone watched the prince with much amusement, laughing their asses off.

"Merry Christmas, Cell!"

"Merry Christmas, Frieza!"

Owari!

A/N: Finally, one less story to worry about now! Hehe, don't ask, I was hyper as hell when I wrote this, and I hope it turned out okay. I decided to give poor Cell and Frieza a break and let one of their plans actually succeed... Even if it was assisted by King Yemma! Anyway, hope everyone enjoyed this fic, it was fun to write! And a very late Merry Christmas to y'all:)