Chapter 8: Explanation / Who will win the contest?
DRIIING! DRIIING! DRIII-ING!
"I come! I come!" said finally the king Cold, taking the phone and sticking at his ear.
"Here I am… Dear Frieza… What have you done, lately, for…?" were asking Cell, with a honeyed voice what hiding his panicked feeling.
"I'm not your "dear" Frieza! I'm King Cold! He's father! Do you want I give him the phone or make him a short message?"
"I'm… I'm sorry, King Cold… Could you give him the phone, please?" asked the demon more politely, a little shy of this new.
"Of course… Soooooooon? You have your "darling" who calls you!" said the king, making a lot of fun of this situation.
That's wake up the prince who ran to the phone, took it from the hands of his father and put it on his ear, a little nervous.
"Yes… Who is?"
"It's Cell! Fasha, you maybe don't know, a wonderful lady… she asked me why my apartment was destroy… I asked the same question myself… Can you explain me the situation? And where are my sons?" he required, his angriness was more audible.
Frieza lost his color, so angry and feeling bad about himself. He tried a lot of time to reply, to explain, but nothing could go out of his mouth. Finally, Cell asked a new time "What's happens during my absence, Frieza?".
"It wasn't my fault! I could swear! This was… this girl, this woman! Lady! Thing with two legs and this awful tail…!" said back Frieza, panicked and Cell couldn't understand what his partner was talking about.
"Hum? You mean Fasha?" tried the super villain, Frieza grunting in the phone.
"Yes! Her! She came… in front of the door! She rang! I came and when I see her… I lost my head. You know, I hate so much Saiyan… I couldn't explain what happens but… but I make her enter… I kill her partner and… she wasn't angry or scare! She wasn't scare of me, Cell!"
"... Oh! And so, you fell in love with her!" tried Cell, a little surprise.
"NOOOO! Don't… never… say things like that! NEVER!" cried out the lizard, angry, shy, feeling so guilty about all what's happens. "I was so put out to know you was friend of her friend…! I just couldn't stop to asking me "Cell is a friend of a Saiyan?". I was… How can you make me live something like that? That was so much humiliated! I feel always like a child who loses his best friend! How could I've faith in you anymore?"
"… And for my apartment?" replied simply Cell, didn't thinking his pal could be so upset about with who he had relationship.
"… Oh! Your sons destroy it…" explained the tyrant, becoming normal again, so serious and affable, same if he was disappointed of the situation. "They were watching the T.V., I wasn't there, only in the outside… and BOUM! I came the fastest than I could but… the bad were done…! Your house is destroying! Just for knowing… who is the owner?"
"… Buu…!" replied Cell, a little shy and scare for his friend.
Frieza felt like the world was falling on his head.
"… Buu… The strongest monster of our universe…? Wa… Why did you accept to live in his apartment?"
"Because if I didn't, he promises me he tried to kill me with no pain, a thousand time…!" replied Cell, feeling bad about this thought.
"… Oh… I understand… So, I will have to face him one day for that… That's… That's not cool… but that's could be worst!"
"… Really?" asked Cell, surprise Frieza could check for something worst.
"Yes! That's could be a Saiyan, the owner of the house! By the way, my bro is the friend of Broly, an other Super Saiyan…!" explained Frieza, for changing of subject.
"… No!" replied Cell, so sad of his friend.
"He tried to kill me… Just for the fun of my bro and his own…!" he added, always so serious and coolly.
"… NO! And… how could you escape of him…?" asked Cell, so terrified and intrigued.
"… For make simple? Your sons save me… I forget, but I have to do something for them about that… They save my life… and my honor…! If I died a new time from the hands of a Saiyan… I prefer to stay a frozen block of ice rather than continue to live in this place…!" said Frieza, feeling a strange sensation, like if something watching him and he turned his face.
He could see the seven Cell Jr who stared him, making wide smiles, so happy to know their uncle have to pay them back for what they did for him.
"I'm so happy to know they were good with you! For the apartment, you will pay Buu back and I will forget you for this negligence! Are they alright, now?"
"Yes… They're… at my father's palace!" explained Frieza, Cell feeling so bad for their sons.
"… Make them exit this place… Now! And meet me at the contest! The soonest will be better!" explained the biological super android, before to hang back up.
Frieza stared the phone when his brother suddenly came in the piece, making a strange face.
"Who is this "darling", brother?" he asked, intrigued.
"… Cell was only calling me for having news about their sons…! This is not of your concern…!" replied the little white demon, making smile his big bro, folding his arms.
"Oh yeah? So… why you explain all the story to me, then?" replied the intelligent tyrant, his little brother grunting of frustration.
"The Breakfast is serving! Come, all of you!" called the king Cold, a ring ringing at the same time he was calling the little family.
The two brothers stayed a moment to fix the floor, feeling so disturbing by the act of their father… looking so normal, compare to themselves.
"… Hum-hum-hum… It's time to eat… You come, brother?" asked Frieza, looking him above his shoulder.
"… I do something and I will catch you later!" explain the big guy.
Frieza didn't like it but he ignored him and continued on the way he took for the dinner room.
All Cells Jr was already sitting at the table. The king was smiling to them, when the servant served the "hors d'oeuvre". At a breakfast, this was different then the eggs of Frieza. He knew it. He felt so bad to be a so simple cooker. He hunted this idea from his head and sat down on a chair, started to eat. He felt obligate, with all the little eyes of the demons on him, to talk about his conversation.
"… You know… Your father is really fine. He want to see us at his… contest… But we're not obligate to…!
"YESSS! We want!" replied all Cell's Jr in the same time, the King Cold looking really interesting in this outing.
"Ohhh…! That's look interesting! Can I come with you?" asked the father of the young prince, making smiled the children and panicked his son.
"No, no, no, no, no...! Father, don't you understand…? This is a contest of beauty! With only stupid people who will fight for only a question of the appearance!" replied Frieza, trying his best for showing this contest no interesting at all!
"Hum…! So, they will be sexy babes, that's what you were saying?" said the king, making a strange face, really exciting.
"…!" shut up the tyrant, feeling very depress.
At least, his brother wouldn't come, same for all the money and the power of the universe…! That's idea make him feel a little better, shame if he though this day will be the worse of his life… After the one where he will gonna pay back Buu for the destruction of his apartment.
During this time…!
"Ladies and Gentleman! We're here for the best, the fantastic, the third contest of Beauty of the Hell! Are you ready to see the more beautiful and stronger people of our world who gonna fight hardly for the title… "Perfect Demon"?" explained the animator, with a wide smile, the crowd .
Cell stared him until he could realize he was only a little ghost with a Chinese hat.
That's why he could see through his body.
All the participating were line up, ready for the contest starting.
"For the first test, our guest should have to cross this path… with these mud's launcher!
If they went out of this event without any dirtiness, they could try the next test!"
The crowd where looking each participating who try their best… But their launcher where so fast and so numerous! Only the best and more fast people could got out this stage without any dirt. Cell, Zabon and fifty other demons passed out the test.
"For the ones who here, we could already say you're lucky! The next years, only ten people could get out of this! Now, we're gonna ask you some question about the beauty of your spirit…! With the qualification for demand, you understood…!" explained the ghost, and all the people here start to laugh.
The only good participating been eject of this competition at this stage. This wasn't so hard for Cell either! We were, at last, the most terrifying demon in this contest!
After disqualified five other people, the ghost raised his little arm in the sky and said:
"We're already too much…! Before the next stage, you're gonna fight, all of you! The four people who will standing on their feet could try the third stage!" he explained, with a diabolical expression on his little chibi face.
When he raised back his hand, all the demons here were starting a fantastic, epic and little grotesque fight.
The Cells Jr., in the crowd, tried to check for the progression of their father… but he was so fast! He beat like thirty demons with only their feet, for not putting dust and dirt on these hands. Frieza wasn't surprise. And his father wasn't not so much far of their, looking for the girls who fight like cats, whistling them and laughing.
The white little demon though for a instant to recognize somebody of his knowledge and he leant at the stadium… But with all this dust and these people, he said to himself he was imagining things.
Finally, Zabon and Cell were standing. A girl with long orange hair looking her reflection in a pool of water, surround by K.O. participating, all lied down on the ground. And there…
"No! Impossible!" cried Frieza, with the crowd also surprise by the surprising presence of the prince Cooler.
He was the fourth participating of the contest who standing on these feet. He lets the death body of his last opposing, giving his best diabolical smile to his little brother, before to stare Cell. This last felt how much winning this competition will be difficult, with a so much great opposant…!