Planet 414, or pupilla, was honestly gorgeous this time of year. A bright red sky, the trees all orange and yellow now with their white bark. A very very pretty picture, though not uncommon. The one and only time he will ever agree to go to any of these stupid autumnal festivities. Sure, there was value in learning about the culture of a planet before utterly bending the locals to your will, but almost every other planet had some sort of harvest festival or the like. It wasn’t all that special and there was entirely too many sweets.

Sure there was some heartier stuff for himself, pumpkin this and squash that, but Frieza primarily ate meat and that was a bit harder to find out here… But he’d bare with it for his closer advisors who seemed to enjoy this sort of thing. Have to placate the masses somehow.