"Really Cabba?" Caulifla rolled over onto her back and pulled the blanket up to cover herself. "Is that really all you have to offer today? We haven't fucked in a week and it's all over in less than a minute? Sheesh, what's the point even?"

Cabba leaned up against the headboard of Caulifla's massive bed and tried to stroke her hair, but she swatted his hand away. "It's been a week for me too, I've been away on orders from King Sadala! And I thought about you the whole time..."

Caulifla rolled her eyes and made a gagging sound. "You make me sick sometimes, Cabba. You act like we're an item or something." She hopped up out of bed, walked over to her closet, grabbed a pink tube top and purple sweatpants, and slipped them on.

"Well, aren't we an item?"

"We're..." Caulifla crossed her arms and sighed. "We are what we are. Why do we have to put labels on things?"

"Because I love you Caulifla!"

Her face sunk. "You're such a sap, Cabba. How did I get stuck in the universe where you're the best man the Saiyans have to offer?"

"That's no way to respond to me saying I love you! Did you already forget about what happened when we went on that mission to defend the Queefles, and took down the last of Frost's army? What you said to me after?"

"That was almost eight years ago Cabba! I was high on emotions from fighting, I was out of my mind and just wanted a good fuck! That didn't mean I wanted to get married and pop out weak little babies with you!"

Cabba was on the verge of tears when the bedroom door flung open and Kale ran through blushed upon seeing Cabba sitting in just his underwear on the bed, and she looked down as he scrambled to grab the blanket and cover himself.

"Sorry for interrupting," Kale said.

Caulifla laughed. "Kale! No problem at all! It's not your fault that Cabba can't figure out how to get dressed as fast as he comes!"

"I only came in unannounced because...well it's an emergency, really."

"Well spit it out then!"

Kale bit her lip and looked down. "Frost has escaped."

"What?!" Caulifla pulled at her hair.

"How is that possible?" Cabba said. "After we captured him the last time, he was locked up in a prison with 500 times normal gravity, and we had a hundred guards on the perimeter at all times! Including some of our best warriors!"

Kale shook her head. "They're all dead."

"Dead?" Caulifla dashed over to Kale and got in her face. "They can't all be dead! Who told you that? What about my brother Renso?"

"It didn't sound good."

Caulifla clenched her fists, let out a scream, and engulfed herself in golden flames. "Get dressed Cabba! We're going to find Frost and make him pay!"

"Remind me again why you dragged me along to the mall? Didn't you just go shopping yesterday and buy like, ten new pairs of shoes?"

"Jeez Pan, if I knew you were in a buzzkill mood again today I wouldn't have invited you along. And besides, it's your uncle's engagement party tonight and I don't have anything to wear! I can't just show up wearing the same red outfit I always wear!"

Bulla and Pan marched through the mall, stopping at almost every shop so Bulla could try on several outfits, find something wrong with them, and ultimately decide not to buy anything. This went on for a couple hours, before Pan finally complained that she was getting hungry and Bulla agreed to take a break at the food court. When they were close enough that Pan began to salivate at the scents floating all around, Bulla grabbed her arm and pulled her behind a decorative fake tree.

"Holy Shenron, it's him!"

"It's who?"

"Kamirun! The boy from the party! He's right there!"

Bulla pointed to a guy with long hair walking with a busty blonde girl at his side. They just walked out of the women's underwear store nearby, and within seconds the girl was screaming at him about something. They drew plenty of stares as she ranted on, shoved him, slapped him, and finally stormed away. Kamirun stood there dumbfounded, holding three bags of women's underwear in his arms.

"That's the boy?" Pan looked at Bulla, over to him, then back at Bulla. "I hate to say it, but he kinda looks like a young Yamcha."

Bulla widened her eyes and dropped her jaw. "He does NOT! Yamcha is a washed up pervert, even worse than Master Roshi!"

"Like mother like daughter." Pan smirked and Bulla's eyes grew even wider.

"I do not have the same awful taste in men that my mom does! I'm offended you would even say that!"

"Excuse me, but is that you Bulla?"

The two girls gasped and looked up, seeing that Kamirun had approached and was peeking around the fake tree at them. Pan giggled and started walking away.

"Well, I'm awfully hungry, how about you come find me when you're done here, okay?" She scurried off to the food court, leaving Bulla alone with Kamirun.

Bulla stood up straight and tried to pretend she hadn't been hiding and spying on him. "Kamirun! Small world, crazy seeing you here! I didn't even see you til just now, nope I didn't! Are you here alone?"

He grinned and shook his head. "I find it rather hard to believe you didn't witness the little scene that my girlfriend and I just had over there. Or rather, ex-girlfriend..."

"Oh?" Bulla perked up.

"I don't know if you overheard, but she called me a 'disgusting excuse for a man' and then slapped me and told me to find my own way home, because we are 'so over.' I would say it's been an unfortunate day, but then I spotted you."

Bulla smiled and shook her head. "You've been single for all of thirty seconds, and you're already out flirting with other girls? Maybe she was right about you."

"Perhaps she was. Between you and I, the relationship was on rather shaky grounds for some time now anyway. But you're right, I should definitely allow myself some time to heal before I start talking to more beautiful women than her. Perhaps you're free for dinner on Friday? That gives me a solid three days to weep it all out."

"I think I'd like that."

"I think I would too. How about you give me your number, and I'll call you when I've identified the fanciest restaurant in the city, one worthy of your presence?"

Bulla nodded, then entered her number into his phone. As she handed it back to him, she blushed and felt the hints of a tingle at the top of her back.

"This is horrible."

Kale scanned the carnage all around when they arrived at what used to be the maximum security prison that housed Frost. Now it looked as bad as the stage at the end of the Tournament of Power, only with dead bodies everywhere, spread across the broken down debris. It was the middle of the night, and their only light came from the few floodlights which hadn't been affected by all the destruction.

Cabba landed next to her, amidst a pile of fallen Saiyan warriors. "I knew Frost was bad news, but I didn't know he was capable of this kind of pure evil."

"Renso!" Caulifla called out with her hands cupped over her mouth."Where are you, brother?"

"They can't all be dead, can they?" Cabba knelt down next to a pile of bodies, seeing that most had become ki blast swiss cheese, if anything resembling a full body was left of them at all.

"Over here!" Kale yelled out, prompting Caulifla and Cabba to run over.

"Renso!" Caulifla went down to her brother's side, taking him into her arms. He clutched at his side, where a large chunk of his armor and flesh was missing. "Hang on Renso, we'll get you the help you need."

He shook his head.. "It's too late for me sis. You must know, Frost escaped. It all happened so fast, I couldn't tell..." he paused to cough up some blood. "There was an explosion of energy out of nowhere, took out a lot of us, then next thing I know Frost is hovering above us laughing. We charged him, but he was stronger than I thought, he took us out with no problems at all. Just laughed that wicked little laugh the whole time. He wasn't...it wasn't just..." He resumed coughing, more blood coming out with each heave. After one final wheeze, his eyes bulged and he went limp.

Caulifla shouted and charged again, not relenting in her rage until she reached Super Saiyan 2. "Frost will pay for this! I'll kill the bastard myself!"

Kale nodded over at her. "You know I'll help, sis!"

"We should consult King Sadala before we do anything," Cabba said.

"Fuck King Sadala! I don't need his permission to rip that sleazy little bastard in half!"

"Maybe he's right, sis." Kale looked around again at the heaps of fallen Saiyans. "The Frost I remember was strong, but not strong enough to break through the ki shield we put up ourselves, then still have the strength slaughter a whole army of Saiyans and escape without a trace. Either he had help, or he somehow got a lot stronger than we remember."

Caulifla growled, then shot a stream of ki blasts up in the air at nobody in particular. She finally relaxed back to her normal form and turned to the others.

"Fine, we can speak with King Sadala. But when we find Frost, you two better not get in the way of me ripping him in half!"