"Father, no!" Frieza protested. "Do I have to? Really?"
"Yes!" Kold snapped. "I don't want to talk about it anymore. It is NOT up for discussion, Frieza!"
"But the princess is a CHILD! She's only five years old!" Frieza insisted.
"Well, he is a rather cute child." Kold reasoned.
"He?" Frieza thought.
Kold sighed.
"Maybe you'll be better if I show you a picture of him." he took a photo out of the front of his armor, and handed it to Frieza. Frieza took the photo, and looked at it. His eyes widened.
"Father, this is a BOY!"
"Yes." Kold nodded. "And?"
"The saiyans have a PRINCE?!" Frieza cried. "I thought Vegeta was a girl!"
"Now, why on earth would you think that?" Kold asked, a puzzled expression on his face.
"Because, dear father, I'm STRAIGHT!" Frieza protested.
"So what?" Kold shrugged. "You don't have to be gay to marry a boy."
"No, but it helps!" Frieza argued.
"Oh, stop complaining. You won't be getting married for years yet anyway - and it'll come slower than you think." Kold replied.
"How long?" Frieza asked.
"Oh, I think he'll be fit to wed when he is fifteen."
"FIFTEEN?!" Frieza shouted. "Are you insane?! He'll still be a child!"
"He'll be a young adult." Kold corrected him sternly.
"Oh, it's the same thing!" Frieza frowned.
Kold suddenly because very angry and impatient with his son.
"Frieza!" he snapped, making Frieza flinch a little. "I don't want to hear any more of this! You WILL marry Prince Vegeta!"
"But why, father?" Frieza whined.
"Frieza, don't you understand?" Kold's tone was calmer now. "If you marry Prince Vegeta, you'll one day be the king of Planet Vegeta."
"So basically... you want me to marry someone young enough to be my son, just so that YOU will have Planet Vegeta?" Frieza stated.
"Listen," Kold was getting impatient again. "Just marry him, okay?! You will do as I say!"
"But father - "
"FRIEZA!" Kold glared down at him. "You do what I say, boy. Or else you'll pay the price. Understand?"
"........" Frieza gave an annoyed sigh. "Fine then!" he growled. "I'll marry the damn prince of saiyans." with that, he stormed out angrily.
"Stubborn brat." Kold mumbled.
~~~Planet Vegeta~~~
Vegeta shook his head.
"Father, I don't see why I should marry someone of a different race." he said.
"Listen, if you marry Frieza you'll one day be the king of changelings." King Vegeta told him. "Won't that be wonderful?"
"But she's so much older than me - she's old enough to be my mother! Father, you're better off marrying her!" Vegeta insisted.
"Her?" King Vegeta looked at him. "Why do you assume Frieza is a princess?"
"WHAT?!" Vegeta's eyes widened. "You mean you want me to marry a MAN?!"
"King Kold only has one child. Had Frieza any sisters, I would arrange for you to marry one of them. But, as it happens, Kold's only child is a male."
"Yes, and an ADULT male! Father, this is ridiculous!" Vegeta protested.
"Listen to me, boy." King Vegeta said sternly. "You will marry Prince Frieza! It is not up for discussion."
"Don't I get a say in this? Don't I have rights?!" Vegeta protested.
"In this case?" King Vegeta said. "No." he looked at Vegeta. "Now you listen, this is strictly between King Kold and I. We have arranged for you and Frieza to be married, and as our sons, you are Frieza are to respect and obey our wishes. Understood?"
"This isn't fair!" Vegeta whined. "Who cares about the changeling throne? I do NOT want to marry Prince Frieza!"
"Tough." King Vegeta replied. "Because it's already been arranged - and there's not a damn thing you can do about it."
"I hate you!!" Vegeta shouted, and stormed out of the room angrily.
"Stubborn brat." King Vegeta mumbled.