"You know what this is about, don't you?" King Vegeta asked as he stood, looking down at his seated son.
"Yes father…" Prince Vegeta mumbled. "And before you ask, no. I haven't bonded with Frieza."
"I thought you'd say that." King Vegeta folded his arms. "You know the deadline is today, don't you?"
"Yes, I do." Vegeta replied.
"So why aren't you bonded?"
"… I can't." Vegeta told him.
"Can't?" King Vegeta looked at him. "What do you mean?"
"I can't bond with him." Vegeta answered. He looked at his father. "… I'm sorry."
"But I have told Kold that you will!" King Vegeta protested.
"You did WHAT?" Vegeta's eyes widened. "I thought you said this was just a saiyan thing! Something just you wanted!"
"Yes, well… I had words with Kold and he agreed it would be a good idea."
"But –"
"So he's expecting you to bond." King Vegeta said sternly.
Vegeta couldn't believe what he was hearing! His father had seemed so much like he was going to keep this whole thing secret from Kold! And now they were both expecting him to bond with Frieza?! He couldn't… that couldn't happen!
"I won't do it!" Vegeta refused.
"Why not?!" King Vegeta demanded. "You're fifteen, you've been married to him for ten years! It's about time you bonded with him."
"You don't get it, you moron!" Vegeta snarled. "I CAN'T do it!"
"What do you mean?!" King Vegeta insisted. "Do you mean you don't know what to do? It's instinct, boy!"
"No, I didn't –"
"Well, in that case I could always tell you what to do –"
"Father, I know what to do!" Vegeta told him. "I just – can't! Okay?"
"No, it's not 'okay', Vegeta!" King Vegeta growled. "I want you to bond with Frieza! I gave Kold my word –"
"Well you shouldn't have done!" Vegeta argued. "You shouldn't have mentioned it, you should've kept it quiet!"
"Well you're doing it anyway so I don't see why it matters whether he knows or not!"
"I am NOT –"
"Yes you are!" King Vegeta shouted. Vegeta fell silent.
"Listen, you may be married but you are still a child and you are still my son!" King Vegeta lectured. "You will obey me and do exactly as I say!"
"I will not!" Vegeta stood up angrily. "And I don't have to!"
"Oh yes you do!" King Vegeta growled. "Now stop behaving like a stroppy teenager! Grow up and face your responsibilities!"
"This isn't a responsibility!" Vegeta protested. "It's a promise to Kold that YOU shouldn't have made!"
"ENOUGH!" King Vegeta roared. "You WILL bond with Frieza – tonight!"
"I will not! I won't ever!"
"Oh yes you will." King Vegeta threatened. "As soon as you get home!"
"Father, I can't do it!" Vegeta shouted. "And even if I could I wouldn't –"
"Why can't you do it?!"
"I - - …" Vegeta didn't want to tell him, no way! He wouldn't understand and to be honest Vegeta was embarrassed to tell him. "… You're right, I don't know what to do." Vegeta lied. "… It's not instinct for me."
"… I see…" King Vegeta replied. He cleared his throat. "Well, you…" the king felt mildly embarrassed to be talking about this, but his son had to know and what sort of a father refused to teach him?
"…" Vegeta sat down, and listened. Wondering what on earth he would do when he got home and didn't bond with Frieza.
"Well… it's rather simple…" King Vegeta began. "You just… bite." He pointed to where the bond mark Vegeta's mother had given him used to be, before it had faded away when she died. "Bite him here… that's all. Enough to draw a little blood."
"… Okay." Vegeta nodded. "I understand. Thanks."
"No problem…" King Vegeta mumbled. "Well – go on, then. Go home, and you'll bond with Frieza, okay?"
"Yeah, sure…" Vegeta said, and stood up. "Yes, father." He turned to leave, and started to plan his excuse for not bonding with Frieza.