Orion hums, writing down ideas for Cell to practice if he wants to get redeemed fast. She sighs.
"This is perfect." Orion hums contently.
"What is?" Cell asked, getting off the couch. He placed his phone down and placed his hands on his lap.
"Oh, well, I decided to get to work on your plan! I want you to get to Heaven as soon as possible." Orion gleefully remarks, Cell's features become downcast as he messes about with his phone.
"I see, hm." Cell responded.
"So, I started with manners! Because everyone in Heaven has some sort of dialect or manners!" Orion smiled.
"Starting with your Ps and Qs! What do you say when you want something?" Orion asked.
"Demand they give it over or suffer the consequences." Cell said.
"No, you don't. You say something else." Orion said.
"I mean, what else do I even say?" Cell scoffs.
"You say-" Orion began.
"You say, please 30% monkey, then when you get what you want, you say thank you." Said a voice, Cell rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. Orion turned to face the voice. It was Frieza.
"Ehm, yeah that's what you say." Orion said, clearing her voice. "Are you certain you don't want to be redeemed?"
"No, thanks. I need you for something, monkey." Frieza said.
"That is?" Orion's eyebrow raised.
"My father wants to see me and my older brother." Frieza said.
"And what does that have to do with anything?" Orion asks.
"I need someone to watch my son!" Frieza groans.
"Why? I mean wouldn't you want your father to meet your son?" Orion asks.
"That's the thing! My father only knew I was married! And Frostbyte got pregnant after he died, so he doesn't know of my son's existence!" Frieza snaps.
"Why would that matter? I'm certain he'd be happy for you either way." Orion says.
"Well, my father, he's… quite unpredictable. He knows of Frostbyte, but doesn't know I conceived a child. I kept Kuriza away from his grandfather for as long as I can, and after Frostbyte's death, I've been avoiding him. I can't avoid him any longer and I need you to do this for me." Frieza hisses.
"I'm telling you, it's good to tell him the tru-"
"Do it now, as your respiration for betraying me or I'll kill you myself, monkey." Frieza snaps.
"Don't threaten her." Cell snaps at Frieza, Frieza turns to face Cell.
"Shut up, you could even barely beat Goku, and was killed by a kid." Frieza scoffs.
"You were killed by Goku! You couldn't even beat him!" Cell snaps.
"That's because I was brought back, 30% Monkey! You had no one to wish you back!" Frieza yells.
"Okay, Okay! Calm down. Calm down." Orion said. She knelt down to Kuriza's height.
"I'll take care of him, Frieza. I promise you." Orion smiled.
"I want nothing to do with this at all, I'm leaving!" Cell grabbed his phone and left. Orion sighs.
"If anything bad happens to him, you're dead." Frieza said.
"Of course Frieza, I promise you." Orion smiled.
"Whatever. I'll see you later." Frieza knelt down to Kuriza. "Monkey, leave."
Orion shrugs and leaves, Frieza smiles, and knelt down to his son's height. "Alright, Kuriza. Please, behave. Don't follow in Papa's footsteps despite the fact I want you to be like me, I don't want you to make the same mistakes I have. Got it?"
"Yes, Papa!" Kuriza smiled, and Frieza pats his head.
"Good. now behave for the Monkey. I will see you soon." Frieza said.
"Yes Papa!" Kuriza said. Frieza nods and heads off. He walked to where Orion was.
"Alright Monkey, he's ready, remember. Any fuck ups and your dead." Frieza threatens. Orion nodded, a little threatened and Frieza left. Orion walked in her room.
"Hey, so what do you want to do?" Orion asked.
"I dunno…" Kuriza shrugs.
"Hm, maybe I can call Jeice over. He can help me!" She smiled and headed to find Jeice.
When she found Jeice she smiled gently. "Jeice!"
"Oh hello, Orion, what do ya need?" Jeice asked.
"I need you to help me with taking care of Kuriza." Orion said, stepping aside to show the young boy.
"Oh! This little bloke, eh? You're taking care of Lord Kuriza?" Jeice asked.
"Yeah, and I don't know what to do, I never babysat a kid before." Orion admitted, rubbing her neck nervously.
"Well, what is your idea of fun?" Jeice asked.
Orion placed a hand on her chin thoughtfully. "Hm, I would imagine it would be arts and crafts." Orion smiled.
"Arts and crafts? What a boring thing!" Kuriza scrunches up his face, and Orion sighs.
"Come on Kuriza! It could be fun!" Orion encourages and he groans.
Immediately Orion found herself sitting in front of a table. She hums. There was a hot glue gun and a bunch of construction paper with various things on said paper.
"Isn't this tun?" Orion asked.
"Totally." Kuriza said sarcastically.
"I mean. It's pretty cool." Jeice says.
"Yeah. You got the accessories to make all your items and the like…" Orion picks up a pipe cleaner. Kuriza rolled his eyes. He tapped his fingers on the table and looked towards the hot glue gun. He reaches his hand out to grab it but Orion stops him.
"Don't touch it." She said.
"Why?" Kuriza asks.
"Because, it's too hot for a kid like you to touch." Orion explains.
"It is called a hot glue gun but like. It's not going to burn me if I touch it!" Kuriza said.
"I know, but it's still dangerous." Orion explains.
"Okay, so if you're really certain it's dangerous why don't you touch it then?" Kuriza suggests with a smirk.
"I don't have to take orders from a 10 year old." Orion deadpans.
"First off, I'm 5." Kuriza corrects.
"That's even worse! Why did King Yemma send a child to HFIL?!" Orion asks.
"Don't change the subject! So what are you going to do?" Kuriza smirks.
Orion glares down Kuriza. "I'll do it."
She touches the Hot Glue Gun and her face twisted as she was burnt. She yelped.
"Yay! Best babysitter ever!" Kuriza shouts. Orion fell on the floor writhing in pain. Kuriza giggles.
"Oh shit mate! You okay?" Jeice asked.
"My hand is burning! Call a doctor!" Orion gasps out.
"On it!" Jeice ran off. Orion groans.
After a few minutes, Jeice returns. Orion was still in pain.
"I'm back mate!" Jeice smiles.
"It took you long enough…" Orion groans.
"What? I had to find him. Here's Recoome!" Jeice calls.
"Recoome?! Jeice, I asked for a doctor!" Orion groans.
"Well, he's the closest I got."
"Hey don't be worried Orion! What's the issue?"'
Orion blinks back tears as she was in immense pain. "I burnt my hand!"
Recoome chuckles. "Ah, you burnt yourself. That's gotta hurt. Reminds me of the time I went to the kitchen and was cooking for a best cook competition."
There was silence, Recoome stood around waiting for something to happen or at least anything to happen. This caused Orion to stop writhing in pain.
"What are you doing, Recoome?" Orion asks.
"Oh. You see, I was waiting for the transition into my story. Like a visual or animation- But I'm guessing we don't have the budget so I'm going to tell you the story of how I burnt myself." Recoome said.
"I don't know if you know this, but-"
"Okay, so I was this super awesome circus performer for the Greed Ring in Hell. I had MAJOR issues with my Dad and my Mom was the only one that loved me, I also had a Twin Sister as well, so my Dad started imprinting on this guy I saw as a friend, and I was starting to get really mad and jealous so eventually I felt bad, and decided to get him a cake and card for his birthday. So I walked up to his house, and then I accidentally got bumped into and the cake went flying and everything caught on fire and I got burnt and he lost his arm annnnd- Oh wait that's not… Ahhh, that's Helluva Boss. You see, I do this thing where I fall asleep to whatever I was watching and… That's what happened. And usually I believe that's my life when it's not." Recoome said, this caused Orion to stop writhing in pain and she looked at him like what the fuck was wrong with him.
"Okay! I got it, so I was this squirrel who had a fear of everything and I was also OCD who had a best friend who was a skunk who was filthy and disgusting, he had the whitest name ever. Like Dave, like office type shit. So I worked at this place with two cranky birds, one named Nestor and I call his mother Mr. Nestor's Mother or something, I was the greatest stacker ever and- Oh… No, I was talking about Scaredy Squirrel. You know that Canadian show that aired until 2011? It also had the voice acting talents of the original Chris McLean." Recoome smiled.
"Don't you mean, Christian Potenza?" Jeice asked.
"Yeah, I mean, I respect Terry McGurrin and all, but Christian Potenza will remain the true Chris McLean in my eyes." Recoome said.
"Yeah, but Terry McGurrin is the writer of the new series, I mean he's funny." Jeice said.
"They needed to make a new season not a whole nother series which is why I don't-" Recoome began.
"Can you please help me?" Orion groaned.
"Okay, okay. Hold on." Recoome said.
"Okay, look, my hand hurts and I don't think I have time for this." Orion groans.
"Oh, well I don't have anything else to do for you. See you." Recoome leaves the room, Orion groans and whimpered.
"Are you okay Miss Orion?" Kuriza asked.
"No, my hand hurts." Orion groans.
"Do you want me to get Cell?" Jeice asked.
"...Whatever…" Orion rolled on the floor.
Jeice walked off, and Kuriza looked down. Jeice arrived back with an annoyed Cell.
"What could you possibly want?" Cell said, slightly annoyed.
"Orion's hurt." Jeice said.
Cell, untenses upon hearing those words. He seemed to walk up to Orion and knelt down, her hand had a burnt mark. It was a scar.
"What happened?" Cell asked.
"I touched a Hot Glue Gun." Orion winces.
"Why?" Cell asked.
"Um…" Orion looked away.
"Well?"
"I… Well, I was goaded into doing it." Orion admits.
"By who?" Cell's eyes arched.
"Kuriza, but to be fair, it was because I wanted to prove to him…" Orion winces and groans.
"You're such an idiot." Cell helped Orion up and went to the kitchen and the sink and turned it on. He placed her hand under the running water and she whined.
"Shush. This is needed." Cell sternly said, he spent half a minute, and retracted her hand, he grabbed a towel and wiped away the water, she winced. And Cell placed a finger to her mouth.
"Be quiet." He said he then wiped the water off, and reached into the cabinet for burn cream, and he placed the cream on his hand and wiped it all on her burn mark. She starts crying out in pain.
"It's okay, I promise it's going to burn." Cell said, he then wrapped the bandages around her hand. He bit away the bandages and sighed.
"Be careful next time. Okay? Idiot." Cell scoffs, he kisses her hand gently and pulls away.
Orion's face flushed. "Thanks…"
"Whatever, just don't hurt yourself anymore." Cell scoffs, and heads to the living room. Orion turned to face Kuriza.
"Okay, for the remainder of the day, we're not going to do arts and crafts, we're just going to watch cartoons." Orion said.
"Aw… man…" Kuriza whines.
For the remainder of the day, Orion and Kuriza watched TV when Frieza came back and King Cold was beside him.
"Kuriza!" Frieza picked up Kuriza.
"Papa!" Kuriza smiled.
"So, this is the boy, hm?" King Cold asked.
"Yeah, he's my son. Father… Me and Frostbyte had him." Frieza said. King Cold walked up to Kuriza and smiled, he pokes his nose.
"He looks so much like you." King Cold said, and turned to face Frieza.
"I know, he's a mini me! Father, I am sorry I didn't tell you of his existence. I was scared…" Frieza admitted.
"You had no reason to, I am glad to be a grandfather." King Cold smiled, Frieza nodded.
"Papa, who is that?" Kuriza asked.
"This is your Grandfather, King Cold. Do you want to spend time with him?" Frieza asked, Kuriza looked up to King Cold.
"Yes, Papa." Kuriza smiled, and Frieza handed over Kuriza to King Cold, and they left. Frieza took a deep breath, and he turned to face Orion, who flinched.
"Good job, Monkey. You did a good job. I'm impressed." Frieza complimented.
"Really?" Orion asked.
"Yes, you didn't screw it up, what happened with your hand?" Frieza looked at her suspiciously.
"...Oh, an accident."