It was clear from the moment Saffron was born, that Kuriza was smitten with his new sibling. As they grew, it became clear that the little icejin was much more like Cooler in terms of their temperament, something that Frieza found very strange.

It didn't take long to bring them out of their shell, though, and once Saffron grew to be able to walk and talk, they began to open up and laugh with the rest of the family. They were still less rambunctious than Kuriza and his friends, however, but it was a peace that Frieza began to enjoy from his second child.

Then, they made a choice once they turned one year old. One day, they had been at home, reading their textbooks on biology when Saffron asked Yamcha, "daddy, what is this?"

"Whatcha mean, sweetie?" the now full time father came over, Puar as always by his side. Frieza wasn't currently home, as he was in space with Kuriza to introduce him to the family business, as it was.

They pointed to the page. There was an anatomical diagram of a male human, and a female human. Yamcha answered with a smile, "those are the main body types that the human race have."

"Oh ok... why are there 2 different types?"

Well, this was a conversation he didn't realise he needed to have with Saffron, but he sat down with them and said, "Well, one is male and the other is female. The male usually is called 'he' like I am, and the female 'she', although the anatomy doesn't necessarily mean this and they can change what they want to be called. Some even choose to go by 'they', like you do right now, which means they are either neither of them or a mix of both."

"Oh.. then are you a male?" Saffron asked.

Yamcha nodded with a smile, "that's right! And so is your big brother, and your papa."

Saffron looked a little downcast at that, "Then... why does papa go by he if he isn't a human?"

Yamcha wondered where this was going as he continued to explain, "well, as far as I know most of your race goes by he and some choose not to go by either, but you can of course be whatever you want to be. He, she, they, or anything else."

"What about female?" Saffron asked.

"As far as I know, there are none who do," Yamcha smiled, "but that's the ones that live on their own planet and out in space."

"Then…" the gold and white icejin smiled brightly, "can I be a girl from now on?"

Yamcha stroked Saffron's head with a smile, "of course, you can be whoever you want to be."

Saffron's smile was brighter than the sun itself, and she hugged her father tightly. So that had been it - no wonder the little icejin had felt somewhat out of place with being called 'he'. Suddenly, she seemed so much happier having her answers answered, and Yamcha could only smile.

"She wants to go by female pronouns?"

Yamcha had called up his husband to let him know the news while Saffron continued to read more books, "that's right. Has that ever happened before?"

"It's extraordinarily rare, but yes," Frieza pondered that, "father told me of a few of our race that decided to go by female pronouns after encounters with other races. It doesn't happen often. I'm guessing Saffron's interactions with Bra and Pan helped her understand what gender she wants to be defined as."

"I'm glad for her," Yamcha turned the camera so Frieza could see their daughter happily playing with some toys using her telekinesis, "she seems so much happier already."

Frieza couldn't help but smile too, and turned back to Yamcha, "good work, daddy~"

"Heeeey," Frieza could only snicker at the flush on his partner's cheeks.

"I'll let Kuriza know too, so he uses the right pronouns for his sister," the icejin chuckled, "I'll be home soon, take care~"

"See you soon," Yamcha waved goodbye as the transmission ended.

Peace reigned on Earth for a long, long time. Those that feared Frieza's eventual rampage eventually realised that such a rampage wouldn't happen, for the Universe had one man to be grateful to.

The one man who gave a murderous villain a chance.

And the villian responded with his everything.

And always would.

~Fin