Frieza sat up straight and regarded Son Goku with interest.
"Oh... Ho ho... It seems you Saiyans really do have some tricks up your sleeves."
Then he leaned back against his throne, crossed one leg over the other, and resumed his imperial composure.
"But... do you really think you can challenge me all by yourself?"
"Nope." Son Goku shook his head and grinned. "I'm not alone."
Everyone behind him straightened at once, their auras flaring in unison.
Piccolo, Krillin, Yamcha, Tien Shinhan, Chiaotzu, Raditz, Nappa—even Vegeta—stepped forward.
Frieza's mouth twitched slightly.
This rabble...
Tch... What a nuisance.
He waved a hand.
"Ginyu Force."
"Present!" Captain Ginyu immediately dropped to one knee.
"Go size them up," Frieza said casually. "Let's see what these fellows are made of."
"We pledge our lives to you, my lord!" Captain Ginyu looked up, his eyes blazing with loyalty. "They're just a few pieces of trash. We'll clean them up in no time! Leave it to us!"
"Oh ho ho..." Frieza nodded in satisfaction, closed his eyes again, and leaned back on his throne. "Then I'll leave it to you, Captain Ginyu."
In any case... this is just a little entertainment to pass the time.
Captain Ginyu stood and joined the other four, forming a circle.
"Come on, same as always!" Captain Ginyu held out one hand. "Let's decide who goes first!"
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
"Ha ha! I won!" Recoome raised his fist triumphantly, as excited as if he'd won the lottery. "First up is yours truly—Recoome!"
He turned to face everyone, crossed his arms over his chest, and struck an absurdly exaggerated bodybuilding pose. His muscles bulged all over.
"Who dares take me on?!"
Son Goku tilted his head, sensed Recoome's energy, then turned to look at everyone behind him.
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