Frieza raised his head as Vegeta came racing into the room. He was at home now, and had been waiting impatiently for the saiyan prince's return.
"Where have you been!" Frieza demanded. "I've been sitting here for hours –" "Frieza, it's my father!" Vegeta panted breathlessly, he looked like he had come here in a hurry.
"What's happened?" Frieza stood up.
"He – he wants to get us divorced!" Vegeta told him.
"What! Why!" Frieza gasped. "But this marriage means everything to him!" he frowned at sternly Vegeta. "Why has he changed his mind?"
"I – I…" Vegeta looked at the ground. "… I'm sorry." He said. "I was trying to help you."
"Vegeta…?" Frieza looked at him, and a slight panic started to rise within him as he watched the saiyan's look of guilt and regret fill up his entire face. What had Vegeta done…? He couldn't have told King Vegeta, could he? No… no way!
"Did you?" Frieza asked.
"Did I what?" Vegeta looked at him. "You mean –"
"Yes! Did you tell him about what you saw!" Frieza took a desperate step towards the saiyan. "Did you!"
"Frieza, forgive me!" Vegeta begged. "I thought he would help, I thought he would send his army, I thought he would make Kold stop hurting you –"
"You bastard!" Frieza shouted. "Do you know what you've done!"
"It's okay – there's no way he can make us get divorced! He just can't –"
"I don't care about that!" Frieza snapped. "You don't know what my father's like! You stupid monkey, you're totally clueless!"
"Frieza…?" Vegeta looked at him, becoming a little afraid. He'd never seen Frieza so angry before… "… I'm sorry." He pleaded. "Tell me you don't hate me."
"What! Are you serious!" Frieza protested in utter disbelief. "Why are you worrying about that now! Our lives are in danger!" he stared at Vegeta. "I spoke to my father before! He said that if you ever breathe a word about what you saw to your father or anybody else he'll kill both of us!"
"! He he said that!" Vegeta choked. "Was he serious!"
"Deadly." Frieza answered. "This isn't just one of his empty threats. He will kill us."
"No – no he can't!" Vegeta shook his head. "Get a grip! You think father will allow that!" He looked at Frieza. "My father won't allow that to happen. If your father so much as touches me then –"
"You think that will make a difference!" Frieza interrupted. "Vegeta do you know how strong my father is! Even if every saiyan on your entire planet fought together against him they still wouldn't win! None of us stand a chance against him!"
"So what do we do!" Vegeta protested, panic rising. What had he done! Was Kold really that powerful!
"We have to stop my father finding out!" Frieza answered. "Call your father – make sure he does not mention any of this to my father! Just as long as my father doesn't find out that anyone except you knows, we'll be okay."
"Okay, I'll tell my father not to see yours." Vegeta nodded.
"Whatever happens your father cannot mention what you saw to mine."
On Kold's planet
"Sire, King Vegeta is here to see you." The servant announced.
"King Vegeta?" Kold frowned in confusion. "I never asked for him to visit…"
"Should I tell him you are unavailable?" the servant asked.
"No, it's okay. Let him in." Kold answered. The servant bowed, and allowed the saiyan king to enter the room. He then left obediently.
"Vegeta, what is the meaning of this?" Kold asked.
"Is it true?" King Vegeta demanded.
"I'm sorry?"
"Is what my son has told me true?" King Vegeta glared at the changeling king. "Have you been beating up your own son?"
"Oh… he told you that, did he?" Kold said calmly. "Frieza, you bastard…"
"So it is true then." King Vegeta said.
"No, it is not true." King Kold replied. "Your son is lying, I haven't laid a finger on Frieza."
"Lying!" King Vegeta snarled. "Why would my son lie to me at all, let alone about something like that!"
"Perhaps my son put him up to it." Kold answered. "I'm sorry, he has a tendency to do this sort of thing. He's a bad person."
"I don't believe you." King Vegeta said. "Frieza isn't the only person you've mistreated."
"What do you mean, Vegeta?" Kold asked innocently.
"We both know that." King Vegeta replied. "I won't stand for it anymore, if you can hurt your own son then just what will you do to mine!"
"About as much as I did to you." Kold smirked. "I could even kill him if I wanted. What will you do about it?"
"… You won't kill him." King Vegeta threatened. "You want the grandson he can give you."
"What did you come here for?" Kold asked.
"A divorce. I don't want our sons to be married anymore." King Vegeta told him simply.
"Alright." Kold replied. "You can get your divorce. But let's go and see the boys first, alright? I want us to tell them together."
"… What have you got planned?" the saiyan king looked at him suspiciously.
"Nothing. I've been meaning to get them divorced too, actually. Frieza says the marriage isn't working out." Kold lied.
"… Hm." King Vegeta knew he couldn't trust this man, and he knew he was planning something. But what could he do? He had to get Prince Vegeta away from these changelings. "Alright." He said. "I'll come to see them with you."
The changeling king smirked. "Excellent."