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Animefreak653: Yeah, she does :3 And yes, best actress ever! XD

Elleelle: Well, in his defense, he doesn't know that she knows the truth. He assumes that she believes everything he tells her and that she has no idea what goes on in the ship. So he doesn't really know that pissing her off is a bad thing.

Sweetgilda: Happy New Year to you too. I'm glad that it's keeping you interested. Hopefully when I do get to the sequel, it will be just as good.

Tayame: I'm glad you like the story. Sorry it made you cry. I hope you continue to enjoy it.

Frieza went down to the dungeon and stopped in front of Vegeta's cell. "Hello, monkey," Frieza greeted with a devilish grin.

Vegeta looked over to him and glared. He snarled at Frieza, not even gracing him with a response. "Oh, Vegeta, when you do that, you look like a wild animal. Now how did you like my little show?"

Vegeta moved to attack Frieza. He never could handle being locked in a cage. When he went to strike the bars with his fist, he was hit with an electric force field. It pushed him back and caused him to writhe on the ground in pain. "You bastard," he spat out trying to catch his breath.

Frieza smirked at the writhing Saiyan. "I suppose I am," Frieza laughed. "Now, I need to go help my little princess pick up the pieces of her broken heart; and then, when she finally hates you, I will kill you. Her disdain towards you WILL be the last thing you ever get to experience with her."

Frieza left Vegeta, who was still trying to catch his breath. He knew Bulma knew he was trapped and wouldn't buy Frieza's ruse, but Frieza's words still affected him. He needed Bulma more than anything and he needed her now. Vegeta knew he would have to wait, but he just hoped he wouldn't go crazy in this cell first like he had before.

At that moment, Bulma saw Vegeta's memory of being locked up for months. She remembered a time when they were children when Vegeta was pretty much afraid of his own shadow. She was broken from her thoughts by Nappa putting a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"Princess Bulma, what is your plan, if I may ask?"

"Well, I have this chemical, but I haven't tested it yet," she started. "It's supposed to prevent transformation. I'm going to put that and a sleep aid in his drink. I have a feeling he'll come here. I have to figure out a way to pretend to be broken hearted."

"You can do it," Nappa encouraged. "You're a very good actress to get this far."

Bulma smiled. "Thanks for the vote of confidence."

"Anytime, princess," Nappa replied with a grin. "So then what?"

"Well, my father will lose consciousness and we can break Vegeta out. We'll follow through with the original plan after that and by the time my father comes to, we'll be ready to fight and he won't be able to transform into his stronger forms."

"I'm liking the plan," Raditz stated after listening intently.

"Good," she replied walking to her door and opening it. They sensed Frieza down the hall. Her smile became a venomous glare. "Now get the hell out of my room!" Bulma exclaimed and then winked at the two other Saiyans.

"Fine, we're going," Nappa said as he rose up his hands in defense. "Let's go, Raditz." Raditz nodded and followed Nappa out of the room.

"My, my, seems the 'prince' sent his little monkeys to explain. Coward," Frieza said in amusement.

Bulma frowned and turned away. "I'm sorry father. I did not mean for you to see me that way. I let myself get angry. I apologize."

Frieza went over to Bulma and hugged her from behind. "It's okay, my daughter. I understand. That monkey hurt you. If that monkey ever turns up, I will kill him."

Bulma mentally cringed. If she didn't get Vegeta away from him quickly, she would never see him alive again. She had to act now.

"Father, would you mind…joining me for a cup of tea?" She looked at him sadly. "I don't want to be alone."

"Of course, my little princess," Frieza said sitting down as she prepared the tea.

Bulma secretly added the tasteless chemical to his tea and then brought it to him. After an hour of sitting in a semi-comfortable silence, Frieza started to get tired. He fell asleep on her couch and she put a blanket on him. Hopefully, the effects would last against him.

(This chapter was edited on 2/23/2013)