(Frieza returns)
(On a secluded planet in the deepest, darkest reaches of space, Frieza trains while scientists ponder the broken chronostone and the machine it was in. It is mid-morning)
Frieza: (shadow boxing outside of their cabin in the middle
of a forest, thinking) How am I supposed
to train if I can't raise my power level to a distinguishing point?!
(Frieza's train of thought is suddenly derailed as a streak of light crashes into the back of his head. He loses consciousness for a brief moment, then rises to find a blender lying in front of him)
Frieza: What the hell...? (looks up) What kind of madman would launch a blender into deep space!?
(A bell sounds within the blender)
Frieza: Well, I guess it's done, whatever it was doing...hold on…this thing crashed into my head and the glass didn't even break...
(Frieza examines the blender closer and finds 4 buttons in a horizontal row. The first 3 are white, the last is blue)
Frieza: What's this now? "Chop"..."Dice"..."purée"..."Time compression"? What the hell?
(Frieza opens the back compartment of the blender. His eyes become wide as he beholds the chronostone within)
Frieza: (after a few moments in awe and shock) ...wha...what kind of madman puts a chronostone in a blender and launches it into space?!...well, whoever it is, I'll have to thank him! Zarbon!
(Zarbon runs out of the cabin)
Zarbon: Yes Master Frieza?
Frieza: Call the press and tell them I'm back in action!