Frieza and Cooler were taunting each other as the Cell Juniors ran around making a sandwich in the kitchen for Cell, who was lazily watching the two Iceians were slowly beginning to fight. Cell sighed in boredom before looking at Frieza.

"Frieza, just attack him already. Who cares who's older or smarter? What I want to see is a fight that MIGHT entertai-"

BOOM!

All three jumped at the sound coming from the kitchen. Frieza immediately turned to Cell. "Why don't you go check out what that was instead of complaining about a fight you aren't even in?"

"Well I call dibs on whoever wins, I'll show you who's the real perfect fighter." Cell got up and walked over to the kitchen before being jumped by his Cell Jr. number 3. "What's going on in there number three?"

"Nothing!" He replied in his small childish voice. They all had the same voice to everyone else but to Cell, they had a small difference in their voices, telling him which number Cell Jr. they were. "Nothing at all." Cell smiled, feinting belief.

"Oh, well that's fine then. Where is my sandwich I asked for?" Cell Jr #3's face fell before he flew right back inside the kitchen. Cell stood up and went into the kitchen to see three of them flying around shooting at each other, three of them making all kinds of sandwiches, and #3 was now throwing things out of the fridge.

Cell was amused by the sight before him, but since it was a small ship that they were on, he'd have to fix this. Cell walked into the room, quickly using his powers to right everything. The only thing he didn't have was the holes in the walls… because the Cell Juniors weren't even stopping.

"So, who's ready to conquer another planet?" Cell asked, rhetorically. They all flew up to him, waiting. "Fix the walls. Who made my sandwich?" Cell walked over to the counter to see that they'd made at least have a dozen sandwiches, none of which he actually asked for. Cell blinked at the sight before laughing. He turned around to the room again, the holes were gone. "I asked for a salami and Swiss cheese sandwich and you make every other type but that one? Well I do say none of you have quite the brains necessary today." He grabbed one of the sandwiches before walking back off to his bed he'd been lying on. He began to eat as he saw that Frieza and Cooler had actually started their battle.

The Cell Juniors went over to Cell, waiting expectantly, after all, a few minutes ago, he'd promised them all a toy if they brought him a sandwich, and to their minds they had. Cell stared at them. "Do you mind? I'm trying to watch their fight."

"Where's the toy?" they asked. Cell smiled.

"You don't get one, I didn't get the sandwich I asked for." They flew up and ran back into the kitchen. The door opened and King Cold came in, sighing. He was tired. Cell looked over and Cold sat down before noticing the two fight.

"Frieza? What is this I hear about you making trouble for Vegeta?"

"No trouble Daddy." Frieza replied without breaking his stride. Cold didn't seem to like that answer so he stopped the fight by blasting both of them. He looked at Frieza, who in turn glared at him. "What did you go and do that for?"

"Yes, why? I was enjoying myself." Cell added in his opinion but Cold ignored him.

"Frieza, a word in private please." Frieza stared at him for a minute before turning to Cooler.

"I'll be back to finish you later." He followed Cold into Cold's private room.

"It appears I won. If you would like, I could take you on now."

"Why don't I let the Juniors do it instead? They are raring to attack something and since you beat Frieza, they should be no problem for you. Not to mention they are as strong as me. Think of it like fighting seven of me, Perfect Cell." Cooler considered his offer for a minute, beating them would prove he could surpass Cell easily.

"Fine. I'll take them on and then you." Cooler said breezily. Cell turned to his seven children.

"See this man?" he pointed at Cooler, who raised a brow in confusion. "Beat him to a pulp for sport." They flew up and immediately began to fight Cooler from all sides. Cell watched for a minute before he spoke to Cooler.

"Where's Frieza? He's taking quite a long time to come back Cooler."

"Oh you won't want to see Frieza, he'd be-. Actually he's in Father's room." Cell got up and walked over to the designated room, gripping the door knob, he opened the door wide before a terrible sound and sight met him. King Cold was spanking Frieza. Cell immediately closed the door, blushing. He should have known something was up the minute Cooler answered like that.

Cell flew up behind Cooler and round house kicked him into the blast of Kamehameha that 6 was using. Cooler flew into the wall, glaring at Cell. "What was THAT for?"

"Being an idiot. Continue on." Cell sat back on the bed, on his back as he watched. It was a good fight and soon Frieza and Cold came back out.

"So what will you do with Tarble?"

"Give him back."

"Thank you. So now we are going to go find Vegeta and invite him to dinner. Then you shall give back what doesn't belong to you. So let's go back to the castle, Dinner is ticking closer." Cell watched them leave as Cooler went to his room. The Cell Juniors started running around, causing mayhem again so Cell stood up to follow them, making sure they didn't do anything too bad.