-Warning. Explicit content ahead. Proceed w caution.-
Frieza's POV
So... This is what Earthlings call 'dinner.'
I'm not impressed but to stop that monkey from uttering any more words to me, I bite my tongue and sit on a wooden chair. It doesn't look half bad, a full spread of various meats and breads. They smell divine, actually...
The fool is sitting beside me for whatever reason, the brat beside him, the Namek filth on the opposite end of the table with nothing but water and the irritating blue haired woman eyeing me, alongside just about everyone else unimportant at this table.
Dammit, the 'decision' to stay is becoming more unbearable by the second.
But what other choice do I have? It'll be bad enough that I have to face my family in a week. I'd like to keep my self respect in tact for as long as possible, though being in this space seems to rip that away.
"I'm going to King Kai's planet tomorrow." Hm. Everyone's necks snap up at the announcement which I am inclined to believe is important. Who is this... King Kai character anyway?
"You are coming with me." He declares between mouthfuls of fish.
I audibly grunt in frustration, not sure if it's his lack of manners or him ordering me around but I again remain silent.
Let us see if puny earthling food is better than my usual wine. Carefully, I settle a fork in my ansty hands. I'm being watched. Keenly.
Don't. destroy. these nosy ass insolent souls.
I've never dreamed of having to practice so much self-restraint. Fuck. My disdain only vanishes as my inexperienced palate lights up in surprise. It's crunchy and buttery, melting in my mouth, my gods.
Huh... so this is what fried food taste like. Father always prided himself on keeping fit so he kept us away from the traditional nutrients. But 'sheltering' us from this?
Simply cruel and coming from me is certainly saying something.
Ignoring the continuous livid glares and murmers I'm receiving, I clean off my hefty plate. I enjoyed it too much for my liking, especially a creamy substance I later find is deemed as coleslaw. Strange name.
After ten minutes, I haven't noticed that the table is clear of its humans and dishes. The only one here is...
"The tyrant actually being civilized and eating? Truly a miracle." I scoff. Idiot.
"Whatever. Filthy simian. Look, you're dragging me to only kami knows where so if it's all the same to you, I'd like to go to bed." Bed. For the next six days. Here, ulch. Gag.
He chuckles and I'm throbbing a little at the noise. He's got an attractive smile, even I have to admit this to myself. We lock eyes before he replies to my comment.
"You don't have to ask for permission to do anything. I've laid down the ground rules. So long as you don't kill or injure anyone, I couldn't care less what you do."
"Yet you're taking me somewhere without my permission or consent. What, are you scared to leave me here with your precious planet?" That smirk dissipates and the underlying anger in his stance makes me inwardly shudder. Damn him and his ability to switch personas on a dime. Why is that so appealing?
"I've bested you already, Frieza. You seem to forget that detail. Here's something else I'd like to remind you of; my promise to be your end if you don't comply with our deal."
