STOCKINGS
‘’…waz that guy wearing stockingz??’’
‘’I thought it was a female?’’
‘’No it waz obviously a guy! Didn’t you see ‘is physique??’’
‘’I thought they were compression aids.’’
‘’…compression aidz?! Why would zey need such a thing!’’
‘’Dunno… maybe their species can’t do space travel well?’’
‘’…zey were definitely stockingz.’’
The door to the suite swished open and Lord Cooler walked in raising a dark purple eye ridge. ‘’Who was wearing stockings?’’ he asked the three conversing members of his special squadron.
‘’Thiz guy in the canteen, he was definitely wearing stockingz!!’’ replied Salza with a slightly alarmed tone to his voice. ‘’Judging by the armour ‘e waz definitely one of Frieza’z!’’
‘’I still think it was a she. It had that long braid of hair too’’ chipped in Dore around a mouthful of crisps.
A sudden flash of realisation flashed across Coolers face.
'‘Green skin and hair?’’ he enquired.
‘Uh, yes boss!’ answered Dore.
Cooler closed his eyes and let out a sigh before looking up and addressing his men directly. ‘’None of you are to pick a fight with him. He was one of father’s top advisors for years. He was gifted to Frieza along with Dodoria and several others when he took over the empire as the Frieza Force. He is dangerous and not to be challenged. Do you understand me?’’
‘’Yes… yes Lord Cooler!’’ answered the three subordinates in unison loyally.
As he turned away, Salza rubbed his chin in thought and frowned. Just how strong was this guy??
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The next three days went incredibly slowly. Both Cooler and Frieza had attended their fathers planet to work though some politics in their intergalactic trade. Although it was a necessity to make such a huge network run as smoothly as possible, it was a headache for all involved. Cooler and Frieza always insisted on bringing a band of their own men, and the rivalry didn’t stop with the two brothers either; their workers were always getting into fights over who served on the strongest force. There was not much to do either; if they were not accompanying their bosses in a meeting (which King Cold was always against) there was little to do except for hanging around in their guest sleeping quarters, the guest communal room or the canteen, and due to the sub freezing temperatures outside the palace for even going for a walk was out of bounds.
In the evening whilst Cooler was caught up in yet another meeting Salza was walking around the palace, it was so cold he could see his breath and he was somewhat compelled to walk just to try and warm himself up. Down one corridor he saw a slightly open door that he hadn’t noticed before, and knowing that the Cold’s were in another part of the palace he decided to be nosy and pushed the door open further, glancing inside. Strait away a warm flow of air hit his face, and it felt like heaven to the freezing soldier. Now even more intrigued he pushed the door open fully and walked inside, closing it behind him to keep the precious heat in. There were rows and rows of shelves which reached right up to the ceiling, all absolutely packed full of old looking books, he wound around them like a maze as he tried to find the heat source.
Finally an orange flicker appeared round the end of one of the rows, and Salza walked out into a little snug like area where there was a roaring open fire surrounded up a few comfy looking armchairs and a sofa. His steps faltered when his eyes settled upon the sofa; lounging across it was the green haired stocking wearing man from a few days before. His body lent up against the arm of the sofa, on which a large open book was resting on. The green man seemed to be studying it, a few loose strands of emerald hair had come out of his braid and hung loosely over his face giving him a slightly softer appearance. Salza wasn’t quite sure what he should do, but without even taking his eyes off his book the green man suddenly spoke.
‘’You feel the cold too, hmm?’’
Salza was slightly taken aback; yes, he was most surely a man with that deep voice, but the accent he spoke with was somewhat enchanting. Salza had worked with over a hundred different races with over a hundred different accents, but something about this guys voice just seemed… almost mystical. It was certainly very gentle on the ears.
‘’Urm yez. Sorry I didn’t mean to interrupt. I just saw the door waz open and felt the warmth…’’ he managed to force himself to reply before discreetly shifting over to peer over the green mans shoulder to look at the book he was reading. His thin blonde eyebrows raised when he saw It was an old book of Icejin origin, written in their almost extinct ancient language. ‘’Can you read ‘zat?’’
‘’Mostly. Although I can read it better than I can pronounce it’’ the man replied with some amusement in his voice. Salza nodded, he hadn’t heard the Icejins native tongue spoken often, but when he had it seemed almost impossible to even place the great variety of sounds, tones and tongue clicks they made. ‘’You can sit down if you want’’ offered the other man. ‘’I find this the warmest place in the palace to be.’’
Although still nervous around the apparently very strong, apparently cross dressing man, Salza was too relieved to have found somewhere to warm his bones, and bypassed all the chairs to sit on the floor right in front of the fire.
For the first time the green man lifted his eyes up from his book to look at the slightly smaller blue man on the floor in front of him. ‘’You shouldn’t sit that close. After being so cold for such a long time the sudden warmth might made you feel ill’’.
Salza snorted. ‘’What, are you ze doctor too?’’
‘’No… but all of Frieza's elites are trained in first aid and medicine. He likes to keep us… higher educated then other and rival troops’’ he said with an element of smugness in his voice. Salza frowned in distaste, but didn’t rise to the bait, nor did he move away from the amazing warmth. After a few minutes of silence Salza decided he was bored enough to try and coax this man into conversation, after all, it couldn’t be any worse than having to talk with Neiz.
‘’So… you were one of Coldz men?’’ Salza finally enquired without making eye contact.
‘’Yes. I served the king for many decades before being transferred over to Frieza, so I know my way around the palace quite well.’’
‘’Humf. I don’t think I’d like being taken from my position and gifted az a child’z play thing’’ mused Salza out loud without really thinking, but luckily the other just chuckled lowly.
‘’Yes, Lord Frieza was indeed very young; in both mind and spirit when I was first sent there. But those days are now passed, and apart from having to watch out for his temperament, things are quite alright.’’ Salza heard the man close his book and finally turned around to look at him again.
‘’Sorry, I didn’t get your name? I’m Salza, of Coolers Armoured Squadron’’ he tried to boast.
‘’I know who you are. I would hardly be any use as Frieza's top general and advisor if I didn’t even know his own brothers henchmen. And my name, it’s Zarbon. I prefer it much more then ‘that drag act of a prostitute’ that you called me in the canteen the other day’’ he finished rolling his eyes.
Salza stiffened as a sweat bead appeared on his forehead. ‘'Aww shit. You weren’t supposed to hear ‘zat’’ Salsa muttered quietly as he looked down at the floor. ‘’Although if it helps, I think Neiz waz quite taken with you…’’
Zarbon waved a hand and almost looked sickened at the thought. ‘’Oh gods, no thank you! He's most defiantly not MY type!’’
‘’So you... prefer your type to have… ze breasts..?’’ Salza tried to say without sounding crude; the man in front of him coming off as being quite refined despite his 'odd' clothing choices.
Zarbon’s golden eyes seemed to glow in the firelight as they met Salza’s and he smiled almost seductively at the shorter man. ‘’Oh, no. I like them… blue?’’
Salza swallowed and after a few shaky seconds shuffled slightly further away from the sofa, but Zarbon stood and took a step forwards, his plump and suddenly enticing looking lips pulling into a rather sultry smile.
Coolers words swarmed around in Salza's head; he’d said this guy was dangerous… but maybe he didn’t mean in strength?
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"Mariko, your orders are to remain distant from the creature, but shoot your energy towards it. Lord Cooler has gotten word that it's throat and left shoulder may be its weak point." Salza commanded, positioning the other Armored Squadron members and their protege's to surround the beast. Ketch and Plum were attacking alongside Neiz and Dore respectively, while Isa was waiting on standby for the Captain as he explained his orders to the Earthling. "If it approaches, do not engage, understood? Retreat, and only attack if you have no choice. But nothing more. Not until we know more about it."
Kaisdamnit.
"Uh... Aren't 'shoor your energy towards it' and 'do not engage' a bit contradictory?"
"Ah, whatever. Fine, roger. Come to think I just wanted to chill with a good plate of dumplings today."
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Can you tell us more about Cooler's and Sauza's twins?
Yuki and Kanae are twins and children of Cooler and Salza, both are 3 years old and are very curious, they love adventures alongside their cousins Kuriza and flower (daughter of Frieza and Macki).
Yuki is much more curious and playful, he loves to spy on his parents while they are going on missions, he is always playing with Dore and Neiz and he also loves it when he is with his grandfather Cold.
Kanae is shyer and is afraid of a lot of things, but he loves it when his father Cooler takes him on his lap and calms him down with a song, Kanae always has a lot of fun with the idiocies of the special forces Ginyu, he loves their poses and their catchphrases and is very afraid of Piccolo.
King Cold and Freeza are still confused about which twin is the right one. The twins love to leave their uncle and grandfather confused but Cooler always has to correct the boys' behavior.
The big difference between the twins, besides their names, is their eyes, Yuki has Cooler's red eyes and Kanae has Salza's golden eyes.
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for the "send me a character and i'll do this:" cooler, because why not
hey! Cooler is the last one I'd expect to get sent but I'll do my best. thanks for sending this!
Sexuality Headcanon: asexual? I guess?
Gender Headcanon: well he goes by him, voiced by a dude, so he's a male. But Freeza/Cold/Cooler dont have gender in the traditional sense, considering they dont wear clothes and there's nothing there
A ship I have with said character: none
A BROTP I have with said character: Cooler and Salza/Neiz/Doore(his armored squad.) That's really the only option ahhaha
A NOTP I have with said character: I guess Freeza/Cooler? or Goku/Cooler? idk man I dont really like Freeza or Cooler with anyone
A random headcanon: he developed the 5th form to one day attack Freeza and take over his organization
General Opinion over said character: Cooler's design is sick. 5th form is an incredibly cool design and him basically becoming the hive mind of an entire planet in the Big Gete Star is dope. I like how awesome his dub voices too. One of the early stand outs imo.
Sorry this wasnt really much. I dont have really have headcanons for the villains like I do the Dragon Team/Z Fighters
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