Vegeta had been working for Master Frieza for a year now.
“Vegeta.” Frieza said as he waved his hand for Zarbon and Dodoria to leave and waved his other
hand for Vegeta to come in. (Sort of like a airplane director *laughs*)
Vegeta came in and kneeled in front of Frieza.
“You summoned me, Master Frieza.” Vegeta said as he stayed kneeled down.
Zarbon and Dodoria bowed and left.
“Vegeta, you’ve proved yourself as a fine fighter.” Frieza said as he got up out of his throne.
“Thank-you Master Fri-”
“And I want you to report to Planet Gallican, for a special duty. Your orders are waiting in your
space pod.” Frieza said as he looked out his window. “You may go.”
(Gallican is Pronounced: Gal-lick-can) (Like I said before, Gal, not Gall, it’s never Gall)
Vegeta got up realizing he wasn’t suppose to say anything, bowed and left. Vegeta walked down
to the space pods area and went over to his.
“Prince Vegeta, your pod is ready and your orders are inside.” One of the guards told Vegeta.
Vegeta just walked past him with out a ‘okay’ or ‘thank-you’ and got in his pod, picking up the
piece of paper with his orders on it, before he sat down. Vegeta waited for his pod to take off,
before he looked at his orders. Master Frieza was watching Vegeta’s pod take off with a smirk.
(Of course Vegeta couldn’t remember what he didn’t see, but I thought you readers would like to
know Frieza had a smirk)
“Lets see what Master Frieza wants me to do.” Vegeta said in wonder as he looked at his paper.
The paper was blank.
“That fool must have taken my orders and put this in it’s place!” Vegeta yelled while remembering
the guard. “Now what am I supposed to do!”
Back where the guard was.
“Do you know why Master Frieza had me put a blank piece of paper in Prince Vegeta’s pod?”
The guard asked another guard.
“I was trained to never question Master Frieza’s orders, so nether should you.” The guard said.
The guards then went back to their duties.
Vegeta had two hours to think of what to do before he landed on Planet Gallican, but Vegeta
couldn’t think of anything, so he had to phone Master Frieza.
“Master Frieza, you have a phone call coming from Vegeta’s pod.” Zarbon reported.
“Don’t answer.” Frieza ordered.
Zarbon did as he was told.
“Why isn’t he answering?!” Vegeta said mad as he stopped calling. “Come on Vegeta, think!
What would Master Frieza want you to do. Destroy the planet of course! That’s what I’ll do,
destroy the planet.”
