"You're a murderer!"

Vegeta scowls. There's a man on earth who dares to insult him in public?! OUTRAGEOUS!

"Who the hell do you think..." Vegeta starts, standing up in a rage, but he stops short when he sees the man that approached him.

"... Steve? Is that you?" He askes, completely flabbergasted. "I thought you were lost with the rest of our race on Vegeta!"

"Excuse me! How the hell do you know my name?" the damned herbivore dared to speak. "What the hell is a Vegeta?"

"I swear, if this is another prank that Kakarot is playing on me, I'm going to jam a head down his throat!" Vegeta shouts in rage.

"You're going to force another human to eat a human?! I'M GOING TO CALL THE POLICE ON YOU, YOU SCUM!"

The prince looked at the man in front of him. It clearly was not one of his comrades from the late planet Vegeta. No. The man before him was an insect.

Then again, he had also taken to marry one of these insects. He'd better not do anything outrageous.

"Lettuce. I meant a head of lettuce. Now leave before I show you what a real murderer is capable of." he spat in disgust at the peon, and proceeded to chuck a handful of meatballs in his mouth.

"You don't scare me! I will remain here until you change your ways!"

God this guy was stupid.

Then Vegeta got an idea. His lips took on a sinister smirk and he grabbed a single meatball.

"Now listen here you half man, I've had it up to here with your species as it is. Now, to teach you a lesson you won't soon forget."

He took the meatball and used his energy to levitate in his palm, similar to one of his KI attacks.

"He... Hey now... let's not get any funny ideas.." The man took a step back in fear.

"Don't you worry one little bit." Vegeta chuckled. "Your suffering will be over very quickly."

"Don't you come any closer!" The man continued backwards toward the street. "I'll call the police!"

"Come here STEVE!" Vegeta shouted. Throwing his meat-based attack at the man, it landed it's mark as the man opened his mouth to scream. Instead, he found himself unable to speak.

Three years later, Vegeta was on the very same street, and came upon the very same restaurant that he remembered so fondly.

Sitting at the end of the patio, he saw a muscular man. As women passed, their panties dropped as they saw the human incarnation of a Greek god.

Growing a sinister smirk that he had not work in three years, Vegeta walked up to the man.

"Hello there Steve, remember me?" Vegeta asked

"YOU! YOU SAVED ME FROM THE DARKNESS! THANK YOU!" Steve got down on his hands and knees. Anything for the man that showed him the light.

"Shut up Steve." Vegeta spat. "Stand up."

Steve did so, and looked at Vegeta in fear when he saw what the short man had hovering in his palm.

A full head of Lettuce.

"You called me a murder, Steve." Vegeta warned. "That really struck a nerve."

"Hey... Hey now... Let's not do anything too hasty..." Steve tried to walk backwards, but found himself right against the fence.

"It's too late for that Steve."

"Goodbye."

Vegeta shot his hand forward and the head soared through the air towards Steve's mouth.

Does Vegeta know if the man survived?

Fuck no.

Yet, Justice was served.

Well.

Saiyan justice that is.

Bo Ya.

A/N

Thanks to everyone for reading!

This scenario was thought up by Mr. Me2 (credit where credit is due) - and I decided to execute one of his ideas into a quick one-shot. On a whim I decided to post it.

Apologies if he decides to post something similar, but I think there's enough of this idea to go around.