Chapter 2

Freezer had actually been looking forward to his booth of cards. After all, today, for the first time in days, he had nothing to do. And then something! First the embarrassing news that six of his warriors were killed in what was, in the truest sense of the word, a very easy mission. Then the monkey prince's poison dwarf, which I had to make important again and now that too.
When Freezer entered his premises, he found not only his ticket booth, but also his older brother. He just grinned maliciously at Freezer. Apparently he had been here for a while and had heard the ´conversation´ between Vegeta and him. "Your little prince is pretty cheeky.", Cooler scoffed and sat down on Freezer's desk. Not without first pushing the house of cards aside, which of course was then destroyed and only lay in a pile on the table. Freezer's mood kept falling and he crossed his arms. He stared grimly at his older, and unfortunately Kami's stronger, brother. "What are you doing here ?! You have nothing to do again?" Cooler casually rummaged through a file that he was holding in his hand. "Well. I have better things to do than being here with you. But I would like to make you a suggestion." The tyrant pricked up his ears. "A suggestion? So you mean a bet." Cooler nodded briefly and put the file aside. "About your little prince. He doesn't seem to be listening to you." The younger Ice-Jin rolled his eyes briefly. Vegeta didn't listen to anyone. Probably not even on his own head. “Go on?” Freezer hated it when you talked around the bush. "Well. Very simple, brother. It's his birthday today, as he kindly announced over the loudspeaker, and I thought of a nice bet." Freezer sighed in annoyance. He should finally get to the point and leave him alone. After all, he wanted to continue tinkering with his ticket booth. "Well then, my little brother. I bet you you won't be able to raise Vegeta until his 17th birthday." Freezer looked at his older brother in confusion. “Why until his 17th?” Cooler grinned briefly. "Quite simple. At 18 a Saiyajin is an adult and from 17 he becomes more aware of this and no one can say anything about you anyway." That might be true. “And what are we betting on?” Cooler slowly walked back over to the door. "Well, about the prince himself, of course. I could use him in my army." Freezer sits down at his desk. "Very well." Cooler went out into the corridor, confident of victory, he made his way to his spaceship and was able to laugh almost loudly.
Freezer thought for a moment. How should he raise this little monkey? After all, he had often allowed his stubbornness to prevail. But the tyrant would still think of a suitable method of breaking the young prince's will.After all, he now had three years to do it.

When he arrived in his bedroom, the anger at his master had grown so much that Vegeta was already making plans for revenge. The flickering light from the small lightbulbs on his ceiling made the Saiyajin prince appear more threatening than he already was. Why did this Ice-Jin have to give him orders? And why did he even let him push him around? Sure, Freezer wasn't exactly weak and he had many soldiers and warriors behind him, but even the tyrant must have a weak spot somewhere. Vegeta wanted to find her. It just couldn't be any other way. He couldn't be treated like dirt for the rest of his life. Of course, he had no idea what Cooler and Freezer had discussed and probably could not have imagined in his wildest dreams either. The young prince sat down on his mattress that served as a bed. It was already quite torn and you couldn't sleep well on it. But he didn't have anything else and if he would ask for a new bed he would only have felt weak. So he endured the suffering. Sighing, he stared at the wall. "That damn Ice-Jin! What is he spoiling my fun ?! Well wait! I'll show you!" He grinned maliciously and went over to the small window. The spaceship had landed on the planet Xenox and Vegeta could see that it was still broad daylight. He would wait until evening with his revenge, however.