Chapter 5: The monkey visit…!
Cell got up with the smile, stretching before to went from the mirror. He inspected the reflection of the glass and was satisfy of the image he gave him.
"Cell… You're more beautiful than usual!" he should confess, came down the stairs and went to the restaurant. "Waiter! The set menu, please!"
Waiting after the little boy, Cell stared others clients of the place. He realized they were others boys, who participate to the contest. Of course, he saw Zabon, laughing softly of a comment from his colleague. He saw a strange man who was looking like a human. Blond, blue eyes, he stared him like a meal, and he suddenly felt nervous. He gave an other look and realized there was a man who wasn't so much beautiful. He was also ugly! How could he think to win this contest? And why he was here, like a participating of this famous beauty's show?
"What did you deserve, master?" asked the waiter, giving the set menu with a lot of skill.
He gave it his attention and took his choice for his breakfast.
Sadly, Frieza couldn't do the same…!
"Stop yelling, little demon! Your breakfast will be ready soon!" replied for the fifth time the lizard, the blue monster continued to kick softly his leg.
"But when? When? When? When? When?" he commented, making a great fun.
His brothers were trying news fight techniques in their chamber. Frieza heard something to break and he sighed, trying to stay calm and don't make burn this horrible things people calling "wheat flour", mixing with water and suppose to do something to eat. But for this case, he felt he was no good at all in a kitchen, particularly for this strange and ugly things.
"When? When? When? When?" continued the little devil, Frieza was on the point to lose patient.
Ding Dong!
He stopped all he was doing. He stared the door, thinking about… who, in the hell, could came visit us at 9 o'clock at the morning? He thought a little time about the question, and the things in the saucepan started to overflow. The white devil yelled when he feel something burning his skin, through the kitchen's smock of Cell he was wearing. He descended his eyes and see a little piece of this thing, on the clothe.
"… How I could wash it?" he asked for himself and the door started ot bell again.
" I come!" he said, furious, took some respirations, asking for the little Cell to start to do a other breakfast, letting a little destabilized.
He opens the door and saw the two last people he could hope to see in this case.
This was five minutes before the last instant.
Fasha were walking to the apartment's block on the fourth street of the Hellcity. Tora ran after her.
"Wait! Where are you going?" he asked.
She mumbled. She wasn't a baby. Why he should try to protect, particularly in this cruel world where protect yourself was already hard…!
"What's your problem? I go where I want! That's pose you problem?" she replied, never like when a man was after her tail.
"I just… Did you know Cell live in this city?" he answer to her, a little scare.
"… Of course! He go see him!" she explained, Tora stared her like she was crazy.
"… Do you lose your head? Why for? He will only kill you!"
"He can't! I'm already dead! Because of Doria, and because of his master!" she explained, getting angry by talk like a teacher to a stupid student.
"I know, me too…! But he's a friend of this monster! Why talking with him? About what?" questioned Tora, really anxious.
"… Because he did a deal with one of my friend… I go only for see if he did it or not… After that, I will see you, guy, sleeping and fighting like your big idiot men you are!" she replied, happy to see him rooted to the spot.
But he started to run again and finally was by her side.
"I will try my best for protect you against these devils!" he said, Fasha sighed.
"You will not able and I don't care! I could die every times I want, I will always came back! Why do you play the white knight, Tora? You have nothing else to do?" she asked, the Saiyan started to blush.
When they were the door of the apartment, she ringed and waited. What was they're surprise to see Frieza came out, with a apron with a smile on it, what saying "Let's go vacation!" Frieza stared them. They stared him. Finally, the tyrant clearing one's throat and asked:
"What do you want? We don't buy anything!"
"… What the hell are you here? This is the apartment of Cell!" cry back Tora, shoked.
"… What are you here for…?" asked again Frieza, didn't want to explain he was the babysitter of the kids of his friend.
"I came to see Cell! He's here?" replied Fasha, with some conviction, more than his pal.
Frieza looked her with strange eyes. Before she talked, he wasn't sure she was a girl…
But now, he was sure of it. And that was strange in her mind… Why a female Saiyan wanted to see his colleague?
"… He's not here…! You could came back in one week… Same if I prefer to say "never"… But Cell got his own personel life…! I don't care about who he see…!" he explain, more for himself than for these Saiyans, always staring them with surprise eyes, particularly Tora, who was thinking to have a heart attack.
"… I'm… I'm not a relative of him…!" replied the Saiyan, shocking by the suggestion of this monster. " I'm here only for know if he went to the beauty contest my friend defied him to go…!"
This was the time of Frieza to making big eyes.
"… This is… your friend who convince him to do this stupid kind of thing?" he asked, surprise and looking like he was on the point to be sick.
"Yeah… Personally, I don't like these kind of things too… But you know pride of beautiful people…!"
"Too much well…!" assured him, before realize he was talking with a Saiyan.
Tora realized that before Fasha and Frieza. And he was angry than her friend could maybe discover their tyrant wasn't so bad, at the end.
"Hey! Thank for the info, but we have a lot to thing to do! More intelligent than talking to the lover of Cell! So…!"
ZIM! BOUUUMMM!
Before he could do anything, Frieza pointed his finger on his breath and give him a Ki shoot. The wall in back of him exploded and Tora fell, death. Fasha stared him after checked Frieza.
"… Sorry for that… That's quite normal you could receive this kind of treatment, after all enemy you make…!" she explained.
"Of course I know that! You not obligate to inform me! I just… I just can't take anymore… These kids make me crazy!" exploded Frieza, after turning his back, asked for himself why he was talking with this lady about his problems.
"Kids? You want to mean…?" started Fasha, entering and hearing all the noise the little devils doing in their room, and a other in the kitchen.
"Uncle Frieza! I find some eggs! That's not so delicious… but I'm very hungry…!" explain the blue child, bringing the box with these little rounds things whites.
Frieza took one in his hand, looking depress.
"… A other things I never see of my life…!" he said, putting it again in the box, sitting on the sofa, looking like not able to move anymore.
Fasha stared him. From the guy who decide to kill all the Saiyan's race, she thought more… But he was only a rich selfish kid who never knew before the word "work". She was on the point to act for did the breakfast of the kids of Cell before she stop moving. He was the job of Frieza? … Why she should work for him anymore? After what all he done to her race…? … No, this wasn't working for him… She felt like she should do it…
She shook her head and said finally:
"Oh… Mister could destroy a planet, but he's not able to make cook in a pan at medium fire some eggs for the children of his best friend?"
That's made Frieza really angry. He got up on their feet, giving to her a bad look, after what he stole the box with the eggs and started, after memorized the indication of the Saiyan, to cook the eggs. The angry feeling and the Kii of Frieza was so big in the air the little demons stopped by themselves to play in their room and came in the living room, stared the lady. She presented himself and explained exactly why she was here. Frieza came back, giving food to the kids, who were happy to see him with a smile. But this was only acting. Frieza couldn't support a Saiyan made fun of him.
"… If you want to take a seat… You could…!" explained Frieza, surprise the kids and Fasha staying immobilize one moment before to act in the way he asked.
She wasn't so much interest to rest… But she wanted to know how was the meal and finally, very curious to know what children were with this guy.
"So, how is it…?" asked finally Frieza to the children, feeling a little strange.
They shouldn't let the woman alive, she was an intruder…! But Frieza looking like he wanted to let her rest for a while… and displeased to their uncle, it was saying goodbye to good meal and any other kind of things to eat.
"This is all right!" replied the most little, taking a new piece of his egg.
"… That's surprising you be able to do beautiful eggs…! For the first time, a cook could done a good egg without breaking on two…!" explain Fasha, thinking after Why I encourage him?
Frieza looked like asking the same question than her, and one of the Cell Jr couldn't continue to shut up.
"Why are you not well in the presence of Miss?"
Fasha stared the boy. How polite he was…! And how a kid could feel this kind of thing?
"I destroy all her race… and make her kill with other solders, who were worked for me…!" he explained, without pride and without tear.
Only a insensitive voice, cold, serious… That made Fasha shivered, but she continued to act confident.
"Of course, this was easy for you to kill the problem in the egg… But when the son of Bardock came out of the shadow, you weren't able to do anything, aren't you?" she asked, a little pride of her.
Frieza smiled too, same if their fist were clenching on the table.
"Oh, yeah, the good old time… I prefer to not thinking about it! They're just too much bad thought in our mind to be mad about that… Right?"
"Right! Of course…!" replied Fasha, smiling, with more conviction, and taking a drink on a table, drinking with strength.
All little Cell stared her, but with the bad look of their uncle, they stopped that and continued to eat like if they were like always, in family.
"So… Uncle Frieza! You were saying yesterday you teach us how to read, how to count…!" started a little mischievous, making nervous Frieza.
"Hey! Not now!" replied the lizard, but a other continued, smiling.
"And how to write! And about reproduction!"
"That's should be the job of your father! Argh, Cell, you will get my news really soon!" mumbled Frieza, Fasha laughed of his face and about the situation.
Hearing his small voice making fun at him kill a good part of his pride and Frieza looked the floor, humiliated.
After all Cell Jr. felt bad for their uncle, one of them turned to the woman.
"Stop to laugh! Or I will kill you!"
Fasha stared the little guy but realized he was serious and stopped, surprise. Frieza felt a great love for the courageous little boy, who was of course more powerful than her… but talking like that to a adult, particularly one the race he hates and be scare of…!
"… It's okay… I'm sorry… It's only quite funny… Same Saiyans don't lose their time with this kind of "education"!" she replied, regretting immediately to talk about that.
"… Of course…! They let their kids doing everything they want and got kill… Don't be surprise, kids, if she's looking so young! She surely haves the age she looks to have!" he explained.
"… Thank you…!" replied Fasha, feeling a little shy about this mention.
Frieza realized he just made a compliment to a Saiyan and felt like he wanted to destroy his own head.